"Hey, Yellow Pig, did you hear that, what about you?" Sandra scolded again when she saw that the man did not react.

The man looked at Sandra, then carefully wiped down the lab equipment in his hand and put it away. Only then did he walk up to Sandra with slow steps.

"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that you were still useful, Lao Tzu wouldn't have bothered to save you. I really think of myself as a green onion. Sandra cursed, kicking the man out of the way.

The man staggered forward for a distance of three or four meters before he fell to the ground. The man stood up and patted the dust off his body very carefully. Then he looked at Sandra with resentment and disdain: "You people, sooner or later, you will not die well." Sooner or later, retribution will come upon you. Just wait. ”

"Don't worry, yellow pig, I don't believe in your Huaguo. What bullshit karma, Lao Tzu only believes in fists. Now Lao Tzu's fist is bigger than yours. is entitled to treat you like a brute. Even if Lao Tzu dies in the future, he will definitely die behind you. Because, before Lao Tzu died, the yellow-skinned pig would be shot first. Sandra looked at the man contemptuously and said, not taking the man's curse and resentment to heart in the slightest. In his opinion, these curses are just a way for the weak to vent their inner grievances, and after venting, they are not like dough, let him knead them flat.

In fact, it is better to stand up and resist in such a way just by venting with a strong tongue, even if you lose your life in the end, at least it can show a person's dignity and integrity.

"Do you think that we people are afraid of death? If it weren't for you, who were so shameless as to threaten us with our families, how many of us would be afraid of death. This is also the dirty thing that you can only do in the United States, which claims to be the world's policeman, and the United States, which claims that human rights are above all else. These words were filled with righteous indignation and impassioned by what the man said. At the same time, there was helplessness and sadness in the tone, as well as concern and guilt for relatives.

"Cut, so what?" said Sandra with a shrug of her shoulders, nonchalant. "Actually, if you Chinese people want to say that you Chinese people will always have this stinky temper. Isn't there an old saying in your Huaguo: "Isn't it a good man who knows the times?" Why can't you learn it? You see that people have entrusted a few experts, and they are called the real ones who know the current affairs, and they know that they must be loyal to the United States, in order to get rid of the worries in their hearts, their wives and daughters have been dedicated to our powerful genetic warriors, but unfortunately, Asian women have died in three or two strokes without playing. However, their bodies are much smaller and more delicate than those of American women. It's a bit of an aftertaste. You see, isn't this the difference? Look at people's courage and heart, if you can perform half of the family, will you suffer so many sins and suffer so much?" said Sandra.

"Don't compare me to animals that have no humanity and have servility in their bones. Seeing that Sandra actually compared him with a few animals from the slave country, she was a little emotional.

"Okay, it's not comparable, you're more noble than others, and it's not the same to be a dog for Mi Guo here. Sandra took a few steps forward, reached out and pulled the man's ear through it, dragging it forward.

The man's ears were torn apart, and the whole person was vigorously carried by force, and he followed Sandra in a disorganized and disorganized manner. Because the crack was so large, blood ran down the man's cheeks, dyeing his pure white lab coat a vivid red, as well as Sandra's hands.

This is a Chinese person, Xiong Qizhi's eyes are cold, and Xu Hongyan is also trembling. Xiong Qizhi took a step forward, and the fierce momentum had risen.

Xu Hongyan grabbed him and gestured around. At this time, all the genetic warriors of the John Zint Military Institute, except for the half taken by Murphy, and half of them were here. Moreover, they all had special thermal weapons in their hands against the cultivators. If Xiong Qizhi chooses to do it at this time, not only will he not be able to save the Chinese man, but he may also be trapped and die here. Moreover, Xu Hongyan didn't believe that such a big thing had happened at the John Zint Military Research Institute, a more important place in the United States than Sheng Palace. The United States will not say anything. I can't say, I can't say it, the mobile troops of the United States are already on their way to John Zinte. If they are dragged here, it will be difficult to get out of trouble. If the United States uses high-powered thermal weapons to carry out an area attack regardless of the cost, even if they have a stealth charm, they will not be able to avoid the danger of falling.

What they need now is a suitable opportunity. It can save people and save itself.

In the center of the John Zint Military Institute, there is a small square. Sandra tugged at the man's ear until he reached the edge of the square, and then threw it forward, cracking the base of the man's ear a little. Then, Sandra kicked him hard in the ass. Kicked the man to the ground with a "normal" thud.

Then, Sandra looked around, "The heavy artillery squad stays and is armed. Laser shooter perimeter defense. The four corners of the small-yield missiles are set up, and if there is any disturbance, you will be allowed to carry out a strong firepower strike. I'll take care of any problems. Also, the four of you stay and watch him, don't let him run around, he can't die yet, and his research is related to whether our genetic warriors can go further. You all get the idea. ”

"Understood, General. The four genetic station soldiers whose names were named stood up and saluted.

After that, Sandra arranged the area around the square, and all the heavy weapons were specifically aimed at the cultivators. Xiong Qizhi even sensed that with his current cultivation and physical strength, even if he was right, he was in danger of death.

After Sandra made the arrangements, she took some of the people to find other experts.

The four genetic warriors who were left behind looked at the man with a bitter face and resentment. Just now, when Xiong Qizhi and Xu Hongyan rushed out of the data room to kill, they happened to be next to them, and they couldn't see the enemy at all, only to see their comrades-in-arms pouring stubble after stubble as if they were cutting wheat. It's all the time, and the unknown is the most terrifying. This feeling of depression that they can't see the enemy and don't know when they will lose their lives has scared them.

"******, it's all you, filthy yellow-skinned pig, otherwise, Lao Tzu would have followed the army a long time ago, and you still need to be scared here?" the four genetic warriors scolded as they punched and kicked the man.

The man did not cry out in pain, nor did he beg for mercy, but he curled up in a ball by covering his vital position with both hands. Let the four genetic warriors beat and curse him.