Chapter 277           The True God Party

"Why do they attack the airport? Isn't this a civilian airport?" Zhang Qiang asked in confusion. The lieutenant smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, do you want to reason with the terrorists? They don't care about civilian military use. As long as we American soldiers appear, they will all be their targets!" The lieutenant leaned forward carefully and looked out, angrily finding that the last few American soldiers were also shot to death.

"Slit, your people are all dead. Are you not going to come out to die?" A rumbling sound came from a very standard English. Xuanyuan Long looked at the lieutenant in surprise. The lieutenant smiled bitterly and said, "Slit is me! The guy who called out is Vasari, the No. 3 leader of the real party, and my mortal enemy. I didn't expect that he came for me today. Damn!" "Dada..." Another bullet came from where the three of them hid. Vasari smiled wildly, "Slit, are you still waiting for rescue? I tell you, don't dream, all the roads leading to the airport have been blocked by us! Let's tell you, we are here to kill you today. From now on, I count to three. If you don't stand up, I'll kill a passenger in one second. There are many passengers here anyway, and we can play slowly!"

Zhang Qiang and Xiaohan were both surprised and moved by Vasari's cruelty and coldness. Slit shouted loudly, "Vasari, are you crazy? Most of them are Iraqis, your compatriots!" Vasari smiled coldly and said, "I believe they are willing to sacrifice their lives for Iraq to no longer be invaded by you Americans! Then listen now, I'll start counting, one!" Slit frowned and squeezed the gun in his hand tightened. Zhang Qiang looked at him, wanting to see what he would choose to do.

"Two!" Vasari counted again. Slit's brows were even tighter, but the gun in his hand was loosened. Zhang Qiang's heart moved, knowing that Slit's heart had basically made a decision. "Three!" At this time, Vasari counted three, and after only less than a second, a crisp gunshot sounded. With a scream, an Iraqi man innocently sacrificed his life. Slit roared, "Vasari, you are a mess, I will never let you go!" As he said that, he threw the gun in his hand out and stood up.

"Qiang, what are you doing?" Just as Slit stood up, Zhang Qiang also stood up. Xiaohan exclaimed instinctively wanted to stand up, but was suppressed by Zhang Qiang. Seeing that two people standing up at the same time and one of them was a Chinese, Vasari was also surprised, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. "You...what are you doing?" Slit looked at Zhang Qiang and asked in surprise. Zhang Qiang smiled coldly and said, "See what the miscellaneous looks like? Tsk tsk... It's really ugly!" Zhang Qiang looked at Vasari standing there in a figure-eight shape and said contemptuously. Slit was a little amused and said, "Sir, this is not a joke, it will kill people!"

Zhang Qiang said seriously, "I know! But I bet that we will not die in the end." Slit shook his head and said to Vasari, "Vasari, the person you are looking for is me, it has nothing to do with this Chinese! You also know that China has always sympathized with the Iraqi people. I don't think you will ungratefully attack the Chinese, right?" Vasari glanced at Zhang Qiang. Although Zhang Qiang's eyes always made him feel like a clown, Slit said it right. China has given Iraq a lot of selfless help and is deeply favored by the Iraqi people. Killing the Chinese will easily make the True God Party lose the hearts of the people. Vasari waved his hand and said, "Chinese, you can leave, we don't want to make things difficult for you!"

Zhang Qiang laughed and said, "But the problem is, you don't want to make things difficult for me, but I want to make things difficult for you!" Zhang Qiang's words made Vasari's eyes squint instantly, and a cold murderous intent spread on him. Slit cursed softly, "Idiot, you are seeking death! Don't you think about your beautiful girlfriend and want her to be a widow for you?" Zhang Qiang shook his head gently and said, "To be honest, I didn't have any good feelings for American soldiers before, but after seeing you, I think some American soldiers are not bad! Don't worry, I don't care about their true gods, let alone these clowns who do evil everywhere under the guise of true gods!" He said, "Hey, Vasari, shoot! Are you going to drown us with saliva?"

Vasari's face turned cold and slowly raised the ak-47 in his hand. "Stop!" At this moment, a crisp shout came. Everyone looked in shock and saw a Chinese beauty who looked 25 or 26 years old, tall and pretty in front of the sound. Maybe it was because she had been in Iraq for a long time, her skin was not as white as Xiaohan, with a little bronze color, which made people feel extremely energetic and healthy. At this time, her beautiful big eyes were looking at Vasari who was about to shoot.

"Is it another Chinese!?" Slit was shocked, and then smiled bitterly and said, "Are the mysterious Chinese really immortal as the rumors say?" Zhang Qiang looked at Slit and said, "Please, the immortal one is a monster!"

Shi Yuyao, a clerk of the Chinese Embassy in Iraq, was ordered to pick Xiaohan up at the airport today, but she didn't expect to encounter such a thing. She was not going to care about it, but seeing Zhang Qiang, a fool, jumped out to seek death. As an employee of the Chinese Embassy, ​​it is their obligation and responsibility to protect the safety of Chinese citizens in Iraq. In addition, she was dissatisfied with Vasari's shooting of Iraqi civilians, so she stood up in anger.

Vasari's eyes flashed a few times, and it was obvious that he was the true god who could not let him control his lust. For a moment, Vasari was no longer interested in Slit and Zhang Qiang, but turned all his eyes to Shi Yuyao. "What a beautiful Chinese woman, I like it!" Vasari reached out to touch Shi Yuyao's cheek. Shi Yuyao shouted softly and raised his hand to knock Vasari's hand away. Vasari was in pain, and was embarrassed and angry, and suddenly raised the gun again. The black muzzle made Shi Yuyao look gloomy and took several steps back.

Seeing Shi Yuyao's fearful look, Vasari smiled happily and said, "Don't be afraid! Follow the True God, the True God will bring you light and happiness!" Shi Yuyao said angrily, "I am now officially asking you to release our Chinese citizens as the Chinese ambassador! Otherwise, you will be condemned by the Chinese government the most severe condemnation!" Vasari waved his hand and said, "This is easy! As long as you follow me, I will satisfy your request!"

Zhang Qiang looked at the expression on Vasari's face and said angrily, "It's really trash! I thought they were really fighting for their motherland, but I didn't expect that they were just a group of scum who took advantage of the national crisis!" Slit smiled bitterly and said, "Only those who have lived in Iraq for a long time will know that the only Iraqi armed forces who are fighting for their motherland are the only ones who are truly fighting for their motherland. In Iraq, Samen means peace, and only they really long for the arrival of peace. The rest of the people like the True God Party are all a group of gangsters!"

"Samen Party?" Zhang Qiang wrote this name in his heart. Shi Yuyao saw Vasari's expression and immediately realized that something was wrong. She retreated again and again, and asked in panic, "You...what do you want to do?" Vasari laughed and said, "Aren't you trying to save your Chinese compatriots? Then you have to pay a price, right? Hehe..." Vasari's wish was expressed clearly enough, because of the grievances that Shi Yuyao began to accumulate tears in his eyes.

"Scum! Scum!" Xiaohan, who could not bear it, stood up while Zhang Qiang was not paying attention, glaring at Vasari and wished to poke him to death with his eyes! Shi Yuyao looked at Xiaohan, and asked, "Are you Xiaohan?" Xiaohan was stunned and said in confusion, "I am! You are..." Shi Yuyao said, "I am ordered to pick you up." When Xiaohan heard it, he felt that the girl had to save her. So he curled his lips to Zhang Qiang and said, "Honey, you won't go to save her. If my future beautiful colleague is hurt a little, I won't forgive you!"

Hearing Xiaohan called her husband intimately, Shi Yuyao looked at Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang was tall and handsome, and even more of a strange temperament was added to his cultivation. He felt that he and Xiaohan were simply handsome and perfect matches. But when he heard Xiaohan ask him to save him, he was a little confused. With so many guns aimed at him, he would be beaten into a honeycomb as long as he moved. She really couldn't think of how Zhang Qiang would come to save her.

Zhang Qiang smiled and said, "As for orders! Madam!" As he said, he held his hand and jumped out of the cover. "Brother, come back quickly, dangerous!" Slit couldn't help but exclaim. Zhang Qiang waved his hand at him and walked towards Vasari step by step. Vasari raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Qiang, and said angrily, "Stop! Otherwise I will shoot!" Zhang Qiang was unmoved, and still walked forward step by step, but scolded him, "As an Iraqi, at this time of chaos in the country, he didn't think about how to serve the country and the people, but he wanted to take advantage of the chaos and make profits! He killed and set fire everywhere, don't he know how to be ashamed!?"

Vasari snorted angrily, "Tell me a lesson? You are not qualified enough! Shoot!" His order had been issued, but he could not hear the gunshot. Vasari looked at his subordinates angrily, but found that they were all sweating like a stone, and their bodies were stiff. Even if they could not even do such a small action as pulling the trigger. They were locked firmly by Zhang Qiang's aura, they had no chance to commit suicide at this time.

This strange scene made Vasari very puzzled. Since he could not count on others, Vasari raised his gun and aimed at Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang smiled, and a clattering sound of gunfire, and the bullet in Vasari's hand spewed out of flames. "Ah!!" Shi Yuyao couldn't help but exclaim and closed his eyes. Slit was also embarrassed. Just as he was about to let out a sigh, a scene that shocked him suddenly appeared. Zhang Qiang's body did not move, but his hands seemed to disappear out of thin air. Slit took his eyes to see the shadow of his hands clearly. He couldn't believe in his heart that human hands could move so quickly.

Soon, all the bullets were exhausted. Vasari put down the gun in his hand with a grim smile, waiting for Zhang Qiang to fall to the ground, but was frightened to find that Zhang Qiang was still standing in front of him like a mountain, with a mysterious sneer on his face. "This..." Vasari desperately wanted to find the familiar bullet hole in Zhang Qiang, but found nothing.

Zhang Qiang laughed and said, "Is your true god as good as me?" Hearing that Zhang Qiang was still alive under such intensive shooting, Shi Yuyao hurriedly opened her eyes and saw Zhang Qiang who was so good, his heart was filled with surprise. At this time, Zhang Qiang slowly opened his tightly held hands, and a crisp sound was heard, and dozens of yellow warheads slid down from his palms. Everyone was shocked, unable to believe what was happening in front of him. Someone could actually catch the bullets shot, and they were bullets shot by AK-47 consecutively!

A series of heavy breathing sounded from everyone present, and Slit opened his eyes widened, as if he was looking at Zhang Qiang, with only one thought in his mind, that is, if he had the chance in the future, he would go to the mysterious China and go!

"You...you must have been blessed by the True God! But why does the True God bless you, a Chinese?..." Vasari was already startled to speak nonsense. Zhang Qiang sneered and said, "If your True God really exists, then since he is a God, he must be kind. His blessing to me can only mean that he hates you, because you are evil and dirty!" After saying that, Vasari was blowing his hand, and immediately suffered heavy damage, fell far away, spitting out a mouthful of blood and never moved again.

Zhang Qiang turned around and said to Slit, "I'll leave it to you. If you have the chance, we will meet again!" Slit nodded, pointed to the petrified Vasari's subordinates and said, "They..." Zhang Qiang laughed and said, "They are fine, they will be able to recover automatically in no time!" "Ah! It's so amazing. Brother, can I know your name?" Zhang Qiang laughed and said, "My name is Zhang Qiang, Chinese!"
Chapter completed!