Ye Tianming smiled slightly: "Mr. Ren! He has long admired his name."
"Mr. Ye! You're welcome, please sit down."
Ye Tianming sat on the sofa. Ren Qiushui saw Ye Tianming sitting down, and sat opposite him and ordered the servant to pour tea. Then he said to Ye Tianming: "Mr. Ye! If I were not old and faint, I was not wrong.
You must be soldiers. Since you can find me, it proves that you believe me. If you need any help from old people, just say it straight, we all have the same bloodline and the same ancestors, and there is nothing to be polite."
Ye Tianming looked at the old man in detail, with a gorgeous head, a rosy face, and a bright eyes. He sat there unmoved and his whole body full of righteousness. Not to mention that he was abroad, even in China, there were not many people like him.
Unconsciously Ye Tianming felt a kind of respect from the bottom of his heart and said, "I came to Indonesia with a few brothers and I did not receive the order from our superiors. This is our own private action. It can be said that when we set foot on this
If you don’t want to be raped, massacred, or insulted by these Indonesian monkeys, you must unite.”
"How do we unite? Here we Chinese have no human rights to talk about. Those indigenous Indonesians can do whatever they want to us Chinese, but as long as we resist, they will be arrested. Now as long as we hide here, we will wait until this matter is over, we will
It's okay. Why do you need to fight against those inhuman Indonesian thugs in one fell swoop?" said a young Chinese in her twenties in an unworthy way.
Ye Tianming raised his head and looked at him with unconcealed contempt. He gently spit out a word from his mouth: "Trump!"
The young Chinese took a step forward, pointed at Ye Tianming's nose and cursed: "Fuck you!!! Uh!" A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and his throat was already pinched by a powerful big hand.
Chen Yang saw that this boy was so arrogant, and dared to point at the boss's nose and rushed over. He held his throat tightly and slowly lifted his body up. Because of the lack of oxygen, the young Chinese looked red.
. "Boy, you are so brave. No one dares to point at our captain's nose and scold us." The cold and murderous voice made the Chinese feel tremble in his heart, and he felt a fear of death deep in his heart.
Chen Yang exerted force with his right arm and threw him out. "Pu" followed by a violent cough. "Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!!" A violent gasp.
The young man slowly climbed up on the ground, with hatred eyes in his eyes and shouted wildly: "Don't believe them, they are not here to help us at all, they want to kill us. Just by their
A few people still want to fight against thousands of thugs in Indonesia, which is really a death-seeking." Then they pointed at Ye Tianming and Chen Yang and roared again: "I won't let you go. The explosion just now must have been done by you. I
I want to report you. In this way, I can make meritorious service, and the Indonesian government will definitely protect me."
A trace of cold light flashed in Ye Tianming's eyes and he gestured to Chen Yang. Chen Yang smiled grimly, and a red light flashed in his eyes. He stepped in front of him and grabbed his throat with his right hand again.
"Boy! Remember, if you have the next life, don't be a Chinese, because you won't accompany you." After saying that, he pressed his fingers with force, and heard a "click" sound, his head tilted down, sticky
The sticky blood dripped down the corner of his mouth. Chen Yang threw the body on the ground and walked behind Ye Tianming.