A soldier's vocation is to serve the motherland, and a soldier's deepest affection is his comrades-in-arms.

The black man in front of him, he handed over the couplet to protect his comrades-in-arms, and showed his patriotism by committing suicide!

Dongfang Yan's eyes that have always been expressionless are also trembling, although he knows that every contestant has the determination to die, but the black man in front of him still gave an incomparable shock, before this team, Dongfang Yan and Liu Feixu challenged more than ten teams, the equipment and strength of those teams are far stronger than these three black people, they will also desperately guard the couplet, once they lose, they will take the initiative to surrender, because the disparity in strength makes them understand that even if they sacrifice, they can't change anything.

"Ahh

The shocking sound of the gunshot also woke up the unconscious black man, Dongfang Yan let go of his feet, and the two black men hugged their dead comrades and wept bitterly, and the blood-stained couplets fell aside.

Suddenly, a figure flashed outside the door, Dongfang Yan and Liu Feixu reacted quickly, and showed perfect cooperation, Liu Feixu put on a defensive posture and stopped in front of everyone, Liu Feixu's figure had already appeared next to the three black people, reached out to take the couplet, and said in an African language in a low apology: "He is a respectable soldier, his death, we are sorry, you have lost, the couplet belongs to us, I hope you will not tarnish his last dignity." ”

The two black men screamed sadly, their black and white eyes were full of sadness, they understood the affection of their comrades-in-arms, and they did not want to tarnish this feeling, one of them was holding the dead comrade-in-arms tightly, the couplet was sandwiched between their bodies, he slowly twisted a little distance in grief, and asked Liu Feixu to take the couplet.

The black man looked out the window sadly, his eyes seemed to be able to see the motherland in the distance through the city buildings, and they lost this battle, and suddenly a pair of strange eyes appeared outside the window, strange and penetrating people's hearts.

Liu Feixu carefully pulled out the couplet, and suddenly the black man who did not respond grabbed one end of the couplet and stared at Liu Feixu with hatred, and Liu Feixu shouted in shock: "Do you want to tarnish the honor of this warrior?" ”

"The sick man of East Asia!" The black man suddenly spoke an awkward sentence of Chinese.

"What did you say!" Dongfang Yan's ears moved, making sure that there was no situation outside the door, and coldly turned his head to stare at the black man, and suddenly Dongfang Yan's eyes tightened: "Illusion!" Watch out for couplets! ”

Liu Feixu obviously woke up from the black man's godless and hateful gaze, he had fallen into illusion!

The paper couplet was fragile, the black man was clutching the other end tightly, Liu Feixu was sweating profusely, and if the person in the illusion could not wake up on his own, then the only way to crack it was to knock him unconscious.

Liu Feixu stretched out her palm like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, but before her palm hit the black man's neck, she heard a tearing sound of paper.

"Don't!"

Liu Feixu came out of her palm and stopped abruptly, as if time had stopped, and she watched as the couplet was torn apart little by little, breaking in half.

"The sick man of East Asia!"

The black man laughed maniacally, grabbed half of the red paper in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

"I'll kill you!"

Dongfang Yan saw this scene with his own eyes, anger surged into his heart, and he flew up and kicked on the head of the black man, and the black man flew up in the air and slammed into the LCD TV on the wall, bursting with a sound The black man vomited blood, and suddenly woke up under serious injuries, looking at everyone blankly and at a loss.

Dongfang Yan's eyes rose with murderous intent, and a pitch-black dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, Liu Feixu quickly stopped in front of Dongfang Yan, and smiled bitterly: "You can't blame them, we lost." ”

"Ahh

Dongfang Yan's frenzied beast rushed over and smashed his fist into the wall half an inch above the black man's head, and the powder fell and left a huge pit along which it spread and cracked across the entire wall.

The black man's legs trembled with fright, and the man in front of him was more terrifying than the lion he had seen in the savannah!

The other black man was furious, and stepped forward and slapped the black man in the face and cursed, obviously the black man with the illusion did not know what was going on, the only feeling was that he seemed to have eaten something just now.

"We can't lose, the Dongfang family can't lose! I haven't killed him with my own hands yet! ”

Dongfang Yan's fists were trembling, at this moment, this murderous killer turned out to be as helpless as a child, Liu Feixu deeply understood a truth, the reason why he participated in the life and death boxing match had nothing to do with the national honor at all, but for the life and death of the Dong family!

"The Sick Man of East Asia...... Magic...... Wa people! I'm going to kill you all! ”

Dongfang Yan raised his head suddenly, his bloodshot eyes seemed to come from hell, there are only a few countries in this world that can do illusions, and the word sick man in East Asia is an insult that the Japanese people often insult the Chinese people, so it must be the Japanese people who do this kind of thing!

"Let's go back first."

Liu Feixu was very sad in her heart, she didn't expect that she didn't even pass the preliminary round, but she was holding on to another glimmer of hope, which was her guess a long time ago......

The two blacks apologized vigorously there, and even knelt down to defend the last dignity of their comrades-in-arms, Liu Feixu hurriedly helped them up, and said with a wry smile that it didn't matter.

Liu Feixu was worried that Dongfang Yan would do something impulsive, so he pulled him back to the room to calm down, the two returned to the suite, and as soon as they opened the door, they saw Dongfang Xing sitting on the sofa with his head bowed and not speaking, Wang Feng seemed to be absent-minded, only Ye Zi was holding a fairy tale book and coquettish next to Wang Feng: "Feng, tell a story." ”

"I'll tell you when the game is over." Wang Feng smiled bitterly, he was also angry about that note, the other party unknowingly hypnotized Dongfang Xing, and left a piece of paper that insulted the nation, as a descendant of China, Wang Feng felt full of anger.

"It's okay if you don't tell a story, so what do you mean by telling me the sick man of East Asia? Incurable? Ye Zi asked, tilting his head.

"Say it again!" Dongfang Yan was obviously enraged by this word and said angrily towards Ye Zi.

Tong Yan was unscrupulous, Wang Feng naturally didn't care about the problem of the leaves, but Dongfang Yan was inexplicably angry, Wang Feng couldn't sit still, stood up and said coldly: "If you don't find a couplet, you will be angry at the child?" Lao Tzu is a doctor, not a leaf to be used as a punching bag for you! ”

Liu Feixu hurriedly stopped between the two to play a round: "Wang Feng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he was just a little stimulated." ”

"If you are stimulated, you can get angry with the leaves? She's a child, and how bad it is for her to grow, you know! ”

Ye Zi was obviously frightened by Dongfang Yan, she felt the latent killing intent in Dongfang Yan, and shrank into Wang Feng's arms and did not speak aggrievedly.

"You know she's a kid and you brought it here? We invited you to come on a mission, you should be a child? Dongfang Yan transferred his anger to Wang Feng again.

"You know you invited me! I'm gone! Wang Feng kicked open the coffee table.

"Humph!" Dongfang Yan sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Anyway, it has been eliminated, it's the same whether you roll or not, before that, I will repair those Japanese people." ”

Wang Feng was about to walk into the room with the leaves in his arms, but suddenly his footsteps stopped, what does it mean that he has been eliminated? But it has nothing to do with him anymore.

Dongfang Xing jumped up violently and shouted, "What do you mean? ”

Liu Feixu smiled bitterly: "Originally, we had already snatched the lower link from the hands of three African soldiers, but one of the black men fell into the illusion of the Japanese people, tore up the lower link, and hypnotized the black man to scold us...... The Sick Man of East Asia......"

Liu Feixu's last sentence was obviously told to Wang Feng, hoping that Wang Feng could understand, Dongfang Xing bit his lip: "I didn't expect you to ...... too"

Dongfang Yan's brows tightened, Dongfang Xing didn't want to continue to hide it, silently took out the insulting piece of paper, and told what happened.

Insult! Dignity!

"Even if they lose, I won't let them have a good time!"