"In the past two days, I have taken you to see a lot ......of places, and you can see that people here don't know Chinese kung fu, and even their gym here is not as good as ours in the United States, and the men here are very thin and weak, and they are very powerless."

Hearing this, the fat brother was a little unhappy, a few meanings, ah, this is.

The fat brother glanced back, the person who spoke was from the table behind him, a muscular white man was talking about a mobile phone, and another white man who was about the same size as him helped him hold a mobile phone selfie stick, both of them were full of exaggerated tattoos, in the words of Uncle and Aunt Huaxia, this kind of person is not a good thing at first glance.

The white man didn't notice that his words caused the fat brother to be unhappy, and he was still engrossed in the phone and said vividly:

"But one thing is right, that is, the people here are very nice to foreigners, especially white people, do you remember the Chinese girl I met in the bar I broadcast to you last night, my God! She is so spicy, she can't wait to sleep with me, she thinks she can get a green card in the United States?"

And looking at the white man's appearance, it seems that he is live broadcasting, and from time to time he still has some interaction with the audience on the other end of the phone.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

When Zhao Qizhi and the others saw the fat brother's expression, they thought they had said the wrong thing.

When the fat brother heard this, he stood up without saying a word, and when he was thinking about whether to fly directly or greet his parents first, he heard a "bang" behind him!

It's the sound of beer bottles smashing!

The fat brother looked back, the white man who was broadcasting was holding his head and looked pained, there was really broken glass slag on the ground, the white man holding a mobile phone was checking the injury of his companion, and next to him stood a young man with a red face and wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

At least he can understand the white man's words, looking at him, he probably drank some wine just now, and was provoked by the white man who was broadcasting live, and picked up the wine bottle and put it on, and then saw that the white man's head was red, and he felt a little afraid.

The white man who had been hit by a bottle eased up a little, reached out and wiped the mixture of wine and blood on his head, and then stood up with a gloomy face, looking condescendingly at the Chinese man in front of him who was carrying the wine bottle and looking at him with a panicked expression.

"Heh! pay attention, I'll let you see if the Huaxia people can do Huaxia Kung Fu!"

Seeing this, his companion hurriedly held the phone again, and looked at the thin young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses on the phone screen with a gloating expression.

This scene also attracted the attention of everyone in the food stalls, especially the beaten party There was a foreigner, the boss saw this and hurriedly scolded the police, I just hope that the police can come quickly, otherwise if things get big in a while, he will be unlucky.

Xinghuo's employees were relieved to see that it was not their own people who suffered, but some employees saw that the white man seemed to want to clean up his compatriots, and wanted to step forward to help but hesitated, after all, the gap between himself and the man opposite was too big, and he had never seen a big fist in a casserole?

"Hit me, you're looking for death!"

The white man roared, like a tiger out of the cage and pounced on the young man with glasses, seeing that the fist was about to hit the young man's face, many people present frowned and couldn't bear to look at it, if this punch was solid, the small arm and calf on the opposite side were estimated to be a concussion at the lightest.

At the last moment, a figure suddenly appeared, and before everyone could react, they saw the figure flutter lightly, kicking the white man who was crushed like a heavy tank.

"Whoa!"

The white man flew out like a rotten sack and smashed into a nearby table, crushing the table and plastic stool......

The white man lay on the ground and sighed, and when he saw that he was not dead, everyone turned their heads to see who had kicked it.

Who could it be? Who else could there be?

Xinghuo's employees were dumbfounded when they saw the boss who was still standing in place and still posing, and the food stall owner was also dumbfounded, and looked at a Xinghuo employee next to him with a little uncertainty and asked, "Didn't you tell me that your boss is a star?"

"Isn't a star a star?"

The employee who came back to his senses glanced at the boss and said.

I don't know anything and still open a store, it's really lonely, who is the fat brother, people just make their debut by beating people, okay!

"Achill!"

Seeing his companion fly out, the white "cameraman" with his mobile phone finally couldn't help but rush over to check the injury of the man named Achill.

Achill pushed away the hand that his companion stretched out to help him, and he couldn't see that he was still a little stubborn, and then he got up from the ground with a sigh, shook his head to sober himself up a little, and then slowly walked towards the fat brother, and said in a deep voice with a gloomy face: "Are you provoking me?"

"If you're like a retarded again, believe it or not, I'll beat you so hard that you can't take care of yourself?"

The atmosphere of the master's battle that Archer worked hard to create was ruined by the fat brother's two words, and he was embarrassed to hear it, and the gold-rimmed glasses brother who was lucky enough to escape laughed directly, and the thing didn't know when he hid behind the fat brother.

"I'm Achill, the mercenary king of Africa, because I'm tired of the life of bullets, so I'm back in the city......"

It can be seen that Archer still wants to struggle, and he doesn't answer the fat brother's words at all, and is still immersed in the atmosphere of the master duel and can't extricate himself.

"Your village has just been connected to the Internet, isn't it, what age is this, and there are mercenaries?"

As soon as the fat brother finished the goods, he immediately laughed with Zhao Qizhi and the others next to him: "This thing says he is a mercenary!"

"Hahahaha!"

are all young people, who doesn't know the mercenary stalk, everyone immediately burst into laughter when they heard the fat brother finish speaking.

Archer is confused, are mercenaries ridiculous in Huaxia?

His companion was also puzzled, their identity as a former mercenary went to other countries, and the locals immediately looked wowful when they heard it, what do these Chinese people mean by this ghostly look?

Achill assessed the combat effectiveness of the two sides, and he felt that with the kick of the Chinese man opposite, he was at least a "king level", and if the two really wanted to fight, it was really hard to say whether they would win or lose......

In fact, Archer is a little cowardly, the position where he was just kicked by the fat brother still hurts so badly that he can't make it hard, otherwise he would have been in trouble with his urine, just look at the punch he just threw on the small glasses.

It's embarrassing, two red and blue vans are coming, looking at the familiar blue and white paint, I don't know why the fat brother still feels a little inexplicable intimacy, this is the mother's family is here......

"Let's go, Mercenary King. ”

The fat guy smiled at Archier, and then walked straight to the police car.

When passing by Achill's side, he whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Soon you will know why mercenaries are so ridiculous in Huaxia." ”