Looking at the chaotic scene, looking at the bloody bodies that were run over by the police cars, and then looking at the charred bodies that were burned by high-voltage electricity, the surrounding Koreans were about to cry. What the hell was going on?
Whoosh!
Some of the guys saw Yang Yifan leaning against the window and smoking leisurely. They were instantly enraged. A Chinese person still dared to watch the show from the side. It was unforgivable.
"Capture him."
"It's him. He threw the gas can. He's a terrorist.”
These people vented the anger in their hearts on Yang Yifan. If they did not chop Yang Yifan into pieces, it would be difficult to appease the hatred in their hearts.
Thump thump thump thump!
A police officer walked over with a gloomy expression. He had just arrived and several of them had died. How could he be happy?
He naturally blamed all of this on Yang Yifan. If it weren't for this damned Chinese man, they wouldn't have moved out and wouldn't have encountered these unfortunate things.
"Chinese people, put down your weapons. Otherwise, you will be killed on the spot.”
Whoosh! Whoosh!
He flicked his hand, and the scarlet cigarette butt rolled down. Yang Yifan stretched out his hand and tidied his clothes. If he was afraid, he wouldn't have come here.
He only felt a little regretful. Back then, the Chinese martyrs had beaten these Koreans up like dead dogs. It was a pity that over the years, the Koreans had forgotten the pain of that year. Some people had also forgotten their bloodthirstiness.
"Are you stupid or not? Give it to me..."
Pa.
Before he could finish speaking, he felt something fall into his mouth. He subconsciously smashed it a few times. It was a little sticky, slippery, and tasted a little strange.
He reached out to wipe it, and when he looked again, the Korean police officer immediately vomited. He turned his head and vomited to the side.
It was bird shit!
It was actually a large pile of bird poop that fell into his mouth and was swallowed by him.
'Ugh!
It was too disgusting!
The club member almost vomited his stomach out." Urgh, quick, urgh, send me there. Urgh, wash, wash my stomach."”
Looking at the guy who was vomiting until the sky was dark, the surrounding Koreans were all dumbfounded. They felt that their stomachs were very uncomfortable and they felt like vomiting. It was really too disgusting.
The staff was quickly carried away, and another adjutant took over his command.
"Damned Huaxia people, how dare you cause trouble here?”
He stood there with a cold expression on his face. In his eyes, Yang Yifan was already a cold corpse. Moreover, they could use this matter to report to the international community. At that time, China would definitely be in trouble.
Whoosh!
Behind them, the top sharpshooter of the Korean SWAT team was ready.
He was half-squatting on the ground, holding an AWM/P sniper rifle tightly with both hands. The black muzzle was already aimed at Yang Yifan, who was upstairs. Although he could not see Yang Yifan's figure, he knew that Yang Yifan was behind the wall by the window.
"Ignorant fellow, hmph."
He snorted contemptuously in his heart and then took out a golden bullet from his waist. It was about a finger long. This was a special armor-piercing bullet that could easily tear through the wall that was not too thick.
Whoosh!
Taking a light breath, he felt that his entire body had been adjusted to the best state. Moreover, he was somewhat impatient in his heart. Being able to personally kill Yang Yifan made him somewhat excited.
His fingers pressed down bit by bit.
Wuwuwu!
At this moment, a soft sound was heard. A bee flew over and landed on the back of his hand.
The tiny stinger pierced through the hole.
His muscles spasmed, and his hand shook.
Bang!
Clang!
A piercing gunshot rang out, and the golden shell fell to the ground.
F * ck!
The number one sharpshooter in the Korean team cursed in his heart. His face was full of anxiety. He had actually been stung by a bee. He quickly raised his head and gritted his teeth. As expected, he had missed that damn guy.
Thump thump.
"Damn it, what are you doing?"
"Sir. Sir."
Hearing the panicked roar, this guy seemed to have guessed something. He quickly looked up and immediately felt dizzy. The officer who was standing in front of him had fallen into a pool of blood. His head was gone, and blood gushed out like a spring. It looked extremely terrifying.
"Ah!"
"Is he a spy?"
"He actually killed his own people?"
Thump thump.
"What are you doing?"
"I was stung by honey powder and my hand slipped.”
At this moment, this fellow even had the heart to die.
Looking at the back of his hand, which had turned purple from the sting, the other cudgels were also speechless. They were a little crazy. What the hell was going on?
One of them had eaten bird poop and needed to have his stomach pumped, while the other had his head blown up by his own people. In addition to the people who had been killed in the car accident and the high-voltage wire, they had suffered heavy losses.
This was too strange.
These people all raised their heads and looked at Yang Yifan, who was still standing there. They felt a little scared. They had heard that China was very mysterious and had many things that were difficult to explain with common sense. Could it be that this guy knew demonic spells?
Thinking of this, these guys quickly took a few steps back. It was not that they were afraid, but the key was that this series of events was too strange.
The nationalistic youths who were surrounding Yang Yifan didn't know what to say. Although they wanted to curse and cut Yang Yifan into pieces, the situation wasn't right. Their people had suffered heavy casualties.
"I'll report to the higher-ups."
Two of the team leaders were dead and one was injured. There was no one left to make decisions.
The call went through very quickly.
"How was it? Did you kill that damned guy? We've already written the news announcement on our side and can send it out at any time. We'll let those damn fellows know the consequences of blocking and punishing us.”
"No, no."
"No?" The Korean opposite him was obviously a little angry." What's going on?”
"Report, report, that Chinese person knows, knows demonic spells.”
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