Look at Lin Yu's loose and lazy appearance.

The middle-aged man was even more annoyed in his heart.

I was just going to give Lin Yu a little color and take a look.

Next to his ears, a voice full of anger came.

"The one surnamed Wang, who became Spend's dog and brought some indigenous soldiers, do you think you will eat our watergate today?"

I saw that Li Lao's expression was gloomy, his eyebrows were upside down, and he was staring at the middle-aged man.

The eyes seem to choose people and devour.

The middle-aged man pointed out a series of names before, and the first one to bear the brunt was him - Li Zhao.

And the other people who were named, although they were all factional, were not all on the same side as him.

But these people all have one thing in common.

That is, their attitude towards the indigenous people is the same, very tough.

He is also the most tooth-gritting hawkish Chinese in the local government of Nanyang.

It seems that the natives are planning to make a big move this time.

If you want to take advantage of the rare Watergate figures, you will eradicate the main force of confrontation with the local government army, the hawkish Watergate people.

Leave behind those weak and bully moderates, and the dogs without bones.

Then, they can continue to ride on the heads of the Chinese and make a fortune.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.

"Old fellow, don't toast and don't eat, eat and drink, dare to be dishonest, your family and friends will be affected. ”

After saying this, the short and fat middle-aged man shouted loudly: "Those who are not on the list, quickly stand on the other side, and the soldiers outside will rush in later, beware of suffering together." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the crowd.

Those who were not on the list ran to the other side of the hall for fear of being implicated.

What is chilling is that it is actually the Watergate bigwigs who took the lead in running over.

The wealthy local Chinese businessmen were full of hesitation, and most of them still stood still.

Seeing this situation, Li Lao couldn't help but shout: "Everyone, listen to me, this is clearly a strategy for the aborigines to divide and attack, don't be fooled, we Chinese can only fight against those murderous natives if we unite together, otherwise, today it is us, and tomorrow it will be your turn to fall to the ground." ”

"Today it's me, tomorrow it's you, are we Chinese willing to be lambs to the slaughter? As long as we are united and have the strength to compete with those natives, we must not fall for the tricks of that traitor and lackey. ”

Helplessly, no matter how he tried to dissuade them, those people still avoided them.

In the face of the threat of death, few people can take it in stride.

It's not that they don't know the consequences of doing so, they're just hoping for luck.

It's like an ostrich in danger that would rather bury its head in the sand than face the enemy head-on.

Seeing this, Lu Zhenghao also stepped forward and shouted: "All the Shuimen disciples have come to us to stand up, what is there to be afraid of, it's a big deal to fight with them, let those natives taste our power." ”

"Watergate disciples, even if you die, you must die standing and never live on your knees!"

"I'd rather die in battle than live!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of the Water Gate outside all chanted together.

"I'd rather die in battle than live!"

The slogans that stir people's hearts are boiling, and the fighting spirit is high.

But the watergate bigwigs in the hall turned their eyes to other places one by one, pretending to be deaf.

It seems that I didn't hear the loud shouts echoing in my ears at all.

In their eyes, standing to die is also a dead word, is there any difference?

As the saying goes, it's better to die than to live.

They would rather live on their knees than straighten their backs and face death.

"There are wrongdoers, there are debtors, we people are not on the list, can we all be released now? ”

"Old Li, we don't care what you want to do, but don't involve the innocent, I have an eighty-year-old mother and underage children, so you can't let us die together." ”

The group of Watergate bigwigs were making loud noises one by one, lest they would affect themselves.

There were even quite a few people who came to the side of the short and fat middle-aged man, pleading in a low voice, hoping that the other party could let the indigenous soldiers outside dodge a passage and let them go first.

But this request was categorically rejected by the short and fat middle-aged man.

When we are suffering, we can see the good and evil of human nature.

Seeing this scene, Li Lao looked up to the sky and sighed.

In the old eyes, tears flickered.

"Haha, loyalty and righteousness are unparalleled, haha, just with you waste, you are also worthy of the word loyalty?"

A dry, piercing dry laugh suddenly sounded.

Li Lao's face revealed the deepest despair.

Is such a water gate, such a compatriot, still worth defending by yourself and others?

Recall that Lin Yu was right before.

Today's Watergate is rotten and not worth nostalgia for.

It's time to rehabilitate the old and form a new watergate.

"Brothers, come with me if you are not afraid of death, rebuild the water gate, fight to the death, and let those indigenous monkeys outside see the bloody nature of my Yanhuang boy. ”

Li Lao raised his arms and shouted, encouraging everyone.

As soon as the words fell, a Watergate boss sneered again and again.

"Elder Li, it's all now, don't talk big, just rely on you people, the broken gun in your hand, you don't even have the qualifications to fight hard with others, for the sake of everyone being a disciple of Watergate, you better go with Boss Wang honestly, don't let us suffer too." ”

Hearing him say this, the Watergate boss next to him also echoed.

"Yes, Mr. Li, no matter what, don't bother the big guys, be honest, go out with Boss Wang, if you exchange fire, what if you accidentally hurt us. ”

In the midst of the discussions, Li Lao's face became worse and worse.

The words of these people, while unpleasant, also point out their greatest weakness right now.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, they were not prepared at all, but simply wore simple pistols, with an average of no more than twenty rounds per person.

In the event of an exchange of fire with the indigenous soldiers outside, there is simply no room for resistance in this situation.

"Old guy, surrender obediently, the machine guns and cannons outside are all set up, if you really fight, you guys are not even enough to stuff your teeth. ”

The short and fat middle-aged face was arrogant, and his tone was full of contempt.

At this moment, Li Lao was in a dilemma.

He turned his head and looked at his henchmen behind him.

One by one, their eyes are absolutely clear, revealing the courage of not fearing life and death.

These men are all orphans after the massacre twenty years ago.

Everyone has a blood feud with the indigenous monkeys.

Do you want to take them into a fight to the death?

No, it must not be.

These orphans who have grown up are the spark of Chinese resistance.

Absolutely not, such a senseless sacrifice.

Just as he was hesitating, outside, there was a sound of neat footsteps.

Hearing the sound, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to the door.

I saw that more than 20 indigenous soldiers, armed with submachine guns, lined up in a queue, were walking step by step.

The muzzle of the gun is flat, aimed in front of him, the index finger is hooked on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

Although there are only about 20 people, they are all extremely fierce and have a murderous aura.

The Shuimen disciples guarding the door, under the pressure of that solemn momentum, couldn't help but retreat again and again.

Although those Shuimen disciples were not afraid of death, they were only brave.

Compared to the approaching indigenous soldiers, it was clear that a baptism of iron and blood was missing.

If there is really a fire, these two dozen or so indigenous soldiers alone will be enough to slaughter the Sailmen at the gate.

Putting aside the difference in the number of weapons and personnel, even if they have the same equipment and the same number of people, the Watermen are definitely not the opponents of these indigenous warriors.

This is the difference between a regular army and a gang member.

One is well-trained, the other is nothing more than a rabble.

On the battlefield, bravery that is not afraid of life and death is not the key factor that determines success or failure.

As the natives approached the doorstep, they suddenly stopped.

The first officer, with fierce and violent eyes, scanned back and forth in the crowd opposite.

Soon, he was on target.

"You, I'm talking about you, yellow-skinned monkey, come here right away. ”

The officer's Mandarin was a little jerky.

raised his hand and pointed at Lin Yu in the middle of the door.

"You yellow-skinned monkey, you dare to kill our people on our territory, and today you are dead. ”