Ye Tianming smiled slightly: "Mr. Ren! I have long admired your name."
"Mr. Ye! You're welcome, please sit down."
Ye Tianming was sitting on the sofa. Ren Qiushui saw Ye Tianming sitting down and sat opposite him. He ordered the servant to pour tea and then said to Ye Tianming: "Mr. Ye! If I am not always in a daze, you must be right."
Soldier, since you can find me, it proves that you trust me. If you need any help from me, just say so. We all share the same blood and have the same ancestors. There is no politeness."
Ye Tianming looked at the old man carefully. He had a full head of hair, a ruddy face, and piercing eyes. He was sitting there motionless, and he was full of awe-inspiring righteousness. Not only in foreign countries, but also in China, such people are rare.
Ye Tianming felt a heartfelt respect for him and said: "A few brothers and I came to Indonesia without any orders from our superiors. This was our private action, so to speak. When we set foot on this land,
The country will not recognize our existence and you must unite if you do not want to be raped, slaughtered, and humiliated by these Indonesian monkeys."
"How can we unite? We Chinese don't have any human rights here. Those Indonesian natives can do whatever they want to us Chinese, but as long as we resist, we will be arrested. Now as long as we hide here and wait until this incident is over, we will be fine.
Why bother fighting those inhumane Indonesian thugs?" a young Chinese in his twenties said shamelessly.
Ye Tianming raised his head, looked at him with undisguised contempt, and softly uttered one word from his mouth: "Trash!"
The young Chinese took a step forward, pointed at Ye Tianming's nose and cursed: "Damn you!!!! Ugh!" A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and his throat was already pinched by a strong hand.
Chen Yang saw that this boy was so arrogant and dared to point at the boss's nose. He rushed over and grabbed his throat tightly, slowly lifting his body up. Due to lack of oxygen, the young Chinese's face turned red from holding back "Boy."
, you are so courageous, no one dares to point a finger at our captain and scold us." The cold and murderous voice made the Chinese man's heart tremble, and he felt a fear of death deep in his heart.
Chen Yang exerted force with his right arm and threw him out with a "plop", followed by a violent coughing "Cough! Cough! Cough!!!" and a violent wheezing.
The young man slowly got up on the ground, with a look of hatred in his eyes, and shouted crazily: "Don't believe them, they are not here to help us at all. They want to kill us just because of their few words."
I personally want to fight against thousands of Indonesian thugs, I am looking for death." Then he pointed at Ye Tianming and Chen Yang and roared wildly: "I will not let you go, the explosion just now must be you, I want to go
Report you so that I can make a meritorious deed and the Indonesian government will definitely protect me.”
A cold light flashed in Ye Tianming's eyes, and he gestured to Chen Yang. Chen Yang smiled ferociously, and a red light flashed in his eyes. He stepped in front of him, and once again clasped his throat with his right hand.
"Boy! Remember, if you have the next life, you must not be reborn as a Chinese by mistake, because you won't accompany me." After saying that, the fingers clasping his throat hard, he heard a "click", and his head tilted down, sticky.
Bloodshot threads dripped from the corners of his mouth. "Plop" Chen Yang threw the body on the ground and walked behind Ye Tianming.