Chapter 915: Personalized Exotic Hooligans
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The punk head angrily took out the phone, and then the next moment smashed the little Apple that had long been shattered into slag to the ground.
The legendary all-metal Little Apple phone that can block bullets is clearly not as strong as a punk head would expect.
The little brother who was quite knowledgeable hurriedly took out the phone on his body and handed it to the boss, and shouted twice at the phone viciously, the punk stared at Gao Ming with his head dead, but he didn't say a word in his mouth, unlike the bosses in China, whose first sentence is often the same, "You wait for me." β
Of course, the principle is the same.
Gao Ming whispered a few words to Chu Yun, and also stood motionless.
It's not that Mr. Gao wants to use this gang of foreign gangs to fly up, but Gao Ming knows that there is no point in them leaving now, and the vindictive gringos will chase them all the way to the hotel.
Moreover, judging from the results of the great War of Resistance against Eagle and Foreign Aid 60 years ago, to deal with this kind of eagle country that thinks very highly of itself, we must convince him, and everyone is still "good friends".
After only two minutes, I heard a deafening sound of motorcycles coming from the other side of the street, and the bright lights were almost blinding. In an instant, more than a dozen huge motorcycles of different forms galloped over and surrounded Gao Ming and Chu Yun tightly.
In addition to the driver, the men wearing vests and exposing all kinds of tattoos and muscles are carrying all kinds of weapons in their hands, some are carrying thick iron chains, some are carrying baseball bats, and there are a few who are holding shiny blades that are more familiar to people in China.
Gao Ming and Chu Yun even saw two guys still carrying a shotgun on their shoulders that only appeared in the Eagle Country shootout movie, which was the kind of cool hanging gun that the macho man with a cigarette in his mouth withdrew a huge bullet casing after one shot, but he didn't even kill an enemy with a dozen shots.
Fuck, the economic strength is different, the equipment of this hooligan is so different? Not to mention the mechanization of motorcycles, it has also begun to develop towards personalization. Gao Ming looked at these gangs of people with different shapes, but they killed Brother Tiger in seconds just from their appearance, and their gang of Eagle Country Speeders who were mixed up in the domestic rivers and lakes secretly slandered in his heart.
Chu Yun's face was pale and bloodless, after seeing the shotguns carried by the two tattooed men, she could think that Gao Ming could take care of these strong men with his fists and feet, but she would never be naΓ―ve to think that Gao Ming was not even afraid of guns.
No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives, let alone this kind of gun that can even penetrate walls?
Obviously, the arrival of their companions emboldened the three guys who had just been stunned by Gao Ming's kick, and walked to the motorcycle team with their punk heads hanging on one arm, and shouted a few words at them.
A slightly more delicate white man, still wearing a small suit and gold-rimmed glasses, stepped down from the motorcycle and came to Gao Ming and the others.
βnοΌοΌβ The white man asked in several languages in succession.
Gao Ming pretended not to understand, and it was not until this language genius in the black * gang who had the characteristics of a dog-headed military division asked in Chinese that Gao Ming nodded and responded: ", Big." β
Chu Yun, who was in a nervous mood when she heard the nondescript answer, couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, quietly pinched Gao Ming's arm, and whispered: "You are only a Chinese national, I am not, I am a Chinese person." β
Under the relatively successful education of the Republican Party, the self-esteem of the Chinese nation is very strong, especially if they have to pretend to be the Chinese people who hate the most, and there is no one of them, almost no one will want to, even if it is a Chinese person who has no discipline.
Of course, except for those who take the initiative to become the nationality of the Japanese country, the word discipline basically does not apply to them anymore.
Gao Ming's face turned bitter, and he responded in a low voice: "Leader, I am also thinking about our Chinese compatriots here, I will leave after beating them, what if they send fire to our compatriots in the future?" I'd better hand over this heavy responsibility to the Japanese people, anyway, they have short legs and resist beatings. β
"Poof, then you are a Japanese Yankee, but I am still Chinese." Chu Yun glanced at Gao Ming, and couldn't help but snort.
Professor Chu Yun, who has always been orthodox, suddenly said this with a little coquettishness, which made Gao Ming's heart flutter slightly.
Not to mention the group of strong and energetic bikers around the two of them, all staring at Chu Yun's extremely angry figure in a daze.
"Wa people?" The face of the biker dog-headed military division, who knew several languages, was a little ugly, and he confirmed again in a slightly stiff language.
Don't look at the hardcore little brother of the Eagle Country in the international community, the President of the Eagle Country only needs a look, and the Prime Minister of the Eagle Country has to kneel and lick it. But if the people of the Eagle Country hate the people of that country the most, the people of the Japanese Kingdom are definitely the first choice among them.
Not to mention that during the Second World War, the Japanese people let up to 200,000 soldiers of the Eagle Country shed their blood on the battlefield, and it is said that now the Japanese Foundation is using some places that are more advanced than the Eagle Country to develop in the Eagle Country, which makes the Eagle Country people with obvious psychological advantages extremely disgusted.
Especially in Jiazhou, the Japanese people built a large number of factories, but rarely used the local Eagle people, but hired a large number of immigrants from other countries with lower wages, depriving many Eagle people of the opportunity to work, otherwise there would not be so many people who joined the gang** gang and ate the biker.
Psychologically speaking, the more the people of the country grovel to the knees, the more the people of the country look down on the people of this country. But now, the boss of their biker party was beaten by a Japanese national, which made the dog-headed military division with a little ink in his stomach even more dissatisfied.
"Actually, we can communicate in English." Gao Ming actually belongs to the kind of Japanese language that has seven tricks and six tricks, and he was afraid that if he continued to talk about it, he would reveal his stuffing, so he hurriedly said in English.
"Damn the Wa Kingdom Shorty, leave that woman behind, you can get out." Before the kobold could speak, the punk head with his arms hanging from his arms saw that his companions had gathered, and now he became emboldened, and came over and shouted loudly in eagle language.
As a boss who runs rampant in several large blocks in Jiazhou, the punk head named Oni is naturally not a soft-hearted person, although he looks down on the Japanese people from the heart, but Oni is not stupid, knowing that the Japanese people are building factories here and investing a lot of money is very valued by the Jiazhou government, it is simple to dispose of this man and woman, but the police will cause trouble in the future, right?
Let go of this Japanese man, leave his woman, and be world-famous for his disposition, all this is nothing. Their women like strong men.
I have to say that the punk head still has some potential to be the boss, and it is cool to do this, revenge is also avenged, and try not to cause trouble, the best of all three.
Looking at the group of disgusting bikers with tattoos that were either black or white, and sensing their eyes staring at him full of red fruits*, Chu Yun's heart was like falling into the abyss.
Her face turned pale again, without a trace of blood, Chu Yun knew very well in her heart what a miserable result a woman would be if she fell into the hands of such a group of hideous-looking gangsters.
Gao Ming is very powerful, he can fight several of them one by one, but in the face of this group of exotic bikers who are like wolves and tigers and even hold two guns, how much effect can his force value play?