Chapter 205: The Angry Lion

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Liu Jianhui draped the national flag over his shoulders, and it was very conspicuous An Indonesian thug held a machete, slashed his head fiercely, and shouted with a cruel smile: "I hate Chinese pigs the most, and the Chinese flag, I want to kill you, and then wipe your ass with the flag of your Chinese pig, and the flag of your Chinese pig is only worthy of wiping our Indonesians' buttocks!!!! ”

"Ugh!" The frantic and sickly laughter came to an abrupt end, and his wrist holding the knife was gripped tightly by a large hand like an iron tong, which did not move no matter how hard he struggled

Liu Jianhui's eyes were full of bloody red, and he stared at him coldly, "You are a bunch of fucking garbage, today I will clean up all of you and purify the air that is becoming more and more polluted."

As soon as he exerted his hand, the thug felt a huge pain in his wrist holding the knife, and as soon as he let go of the machete, Liu Jianhui quickly took a step to the left, reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, and waved it upwards fiercely: "Click!" "The thug's right arm was cut off alive

"Ahh The thug covered his right arm with blood spraying and rolled desperately on the ground Liu Jianhui threw the knife in his hand down, the tip of the knife came out through his back, and nailed him to the ground, "I want to use your blood to pay tribute to all the Chinese who died tragically in the hands of you garbage."

Then he lifted his foot and stomped on his leg hard, "Click! The voice of a broken leg bone came: "This is the end of you garbage killing my compatriots and insulting the dignity of my country, remember that if there is a next life, do not stretch your claws to the Chinese, because you will definitely not be able to withstand our crazy revenge"

Blood kept flowing from his abdomen, his pain nerves had reached their limits, his eyes protruded from his sockets, his eyes were full of fear, he wanted to use a howl to relieve the pain in his body, but with all his strength, all he could do was "Goo!" Mutter! The voice spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the body kept twitching

Watching Liu Jianhui's eyes of fear and disbelief slowly lose their brilliance, he didn't understand until he died, how could these Chinese who ran when they saw them, weak and bullying, and let them insult and abuse them casually, suddenly become so crazy with just a few people, they dared to launch the fiercest attack on nearly a hundred enemies with murder weapons in their hands, they were really a group of fucking madmen

In this world, no one is crazier than Ye Tianming, no one is more daring than Ye Tianming, if you provoke him, no matter how powerful and invincible you are, you will be hit by him desperately, and now Ye Tianming is like an angry mad lion, waving a machete, carrying out a ruthless kill

The screams, the terrible sound of broken bones made people feel creepy, as if they had entered eighteen layers of hell

Slowly, all the Indonesian thugs, with a glint of fear in their eyes, looked at the nine Chinese on the opposite side who exuded a murderous aura

And Ye Tianming and they were lying around a dozen mutilated corpses, such a big movement attracted the special police and police at the airport, they were already stunned by this tragic scene, just stood there stunned, looking at these nine Chinese, like hell of death, wielding a sickle to harvest the lives of their compatriots

"Smack!" A gunshot rang out, and a bullet landed at Ye Tianming's feet, Ye Tianming smiled slightly, "It's finally here, otherwise I really don't know where to get the weapon" After speaking, he gestured to Feng Zhen next to him

Then he slowly turned around, and an open-top jeep that could only be seen during World War II stopped a few dozen meters away, counting the driver, and one of the five Indonesian servicemen in the car got out of the car, gesturing with a gun and shouting something