Below deck, there were also a large number of Indians, watching this conflict.

They communicate in Hindi.

"This man, who dares to provoke the British, is simply dead. ”

"Yes, the British are superior people, they can kill us without any responsibility, and we must not provoke the British. ”

"Britain is the most powerful country in the world, and the British are the highest race in the world!" these Indians did not feel inferior at all when discussing this.

China, since ancient times, has been paying attention to princes and generals, and it is better to have a kind. The ruling class above you has been over-squeezed, and Lao Tzu will turn against you. That's how it should be, big husband.

But here in India, no matter how much the ruling class squeezes it, they will not want to rebel. Rather, they fantasize that if they suffer in this life, they can live a good life in the next life, and Buddhism and Hinduism are actually this concept. It is only in a place like India that this idea can be born.

Moreover, here in India, there is also a caste system. To be born into a high caste, that is, to be a high person, and to be born to be a low caste, is a pariah.

To survive in this environment, the mind has long changed like this.

"However, this person is Chinese, not us Indians. I heard that on the Chinese side, a man of God appeared and defeated the coalition forces of the eight Western countries. Chinese people may be taller than us Indians. An Indian said.

"The Eight Western countries were defeated? Hehe, that's just because it's too far away from China, and China's interests are too small, so they don't put much interest in it. The god man of China, no matter how powerful he is, cannot be the opponent of the British Empire and the Empire on which the sun never sets. The Chinese, facing the British, are still at a lower advantage. ”

"If you don't believe it, look at it, this Chinese has angered the British adults, and he will be killed by the British adults soon. ”

......

On deck.

More than 30 British men, holding guns, pointed at He Xuan.

He Xuan stood in the middle, extremely calm.

One of the more than thirty British men snorted coldly: "Boy, you dare to provoke us even if you are a yellow man." It's a death story. This is your biggest mistake. Well, go to hell. ”

When He Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and reminded in fluent English: "I'll just say one thing, it's too late for you to put down your guns now." Otherwise, if you point a gun at me again, I will not be polite and will kill you. ”

These thirty or so British men, listening to He Xuan's words, all laughed: "What did he say?

"No kidding. He wants to kill more than thirty of us?"

"What does he use to kill, he doesn't even have a gun, is it possible to use the kind of oriental sword he carries? ”

"Haha, this guy is so stupid. He wanted to kill us. ”

"It's no wonder that people live in a wild and backward country, and they probably don't even know what a gun is, and they think that we have no weapons, and point an iron at him. Of course, people dare to amplify such words. ”

The British, laughing, felt as if they were watching a barbarian from a barbaric and backward country.

"Deal with him, it's game time. ”

"That's right, deal with him. The Englishman, who was the leader, sneered: "My name is Newton, you go to hell, remember this name." ”

Newton!

The name...... Good!

It can't be the one who wields the three theorems of mechanics.

No, the great power in history died a long time ago.

Then it's the same name and surname.

Bang!

Newton shoots!

The bullet soared directly towards He Xuan.

If there are a lot of guns on the opposite side, He Xuan wants to use a hard top. However, when the opponent's bullets were not too many, He Xuan didn't even need a hard top method, and with a direct acceleration, the shuttle avoided this bullet.

Then, a dash came to Newton's side.

Brush!

A sword soared out.

Newton's head fell directly from the top of his neck.

Newton's eyes were still wide, as if he couldn't believe that he was now dead!

And this moment, for the rest of the British, it is quite exciting.

Their people were actually killed by this Chinese barbarian again.

And, the most important thing is that the speed of the Chinese barbarians is so fast!

This...... It's almost a little abnormal.

Could it be that he is a master of martial arts?

In this era, there are also some people who practice martial arts, and they are indeed much more powerful than ordinary people.

For example, in history, when the Bagua Grandmaster Cheng Tinghua rushed into the capital of the Eight-Nation Alliance, he dared to fight the soldiers of the Eight-Nation Alliance with his bare hands. In the end, he was surrounded by a squad of soldiers of the Eight-Nation Alliance, and more than a dozen guns fired in unison, shooting him to death.

They also noticed that something was wrong, so, at this moment, all of them, almost in unison, began to shoot. More than 30 people and more than 30 bullets were fired at He Xuan.

No matter how powerful a martial arts practitioner is, he must die if he encounters so many bullets.

But!

Something unexpected happened to these British soldiers!

I saw He Xuan's figure, almost like an afterimage!

Soso, Soo, So

Those bullets, coming at all angles.

However, it all fell short.

How can it be?

That's more than 30 people, more than 30 guns!

Moreover, it is shot from different angles.

To avoid so many guns and so many bullets purely with speed, how fast should that speed be.

It's simply ...... It's not as fast as a human!

Isn't that scary?

Shuttle!

He Xuan's speed became faster, so he naturally didn't be polite, and moved in front of an Englishman, the sword in his hand was horizontal, and the Englishman covered his neck and fell.

The second!

Then, moving again, to another place, the sword in his hand stabbed out again, like a dagger, and with a shudder, stabbed a sword in the neck of an Englishman.

The third.

Then came the fourth, and then the fifth.

There are constantly British, dying at the hands of He Xuan.

Of course, it was the British with guns who were killed.

And the British, who are still alive, are almost frightened crazy. What's going on? This man's speed is probably too fast. It's like a ghost, terrifying! They slammed their guns and tried to shoot He Xuan. But unfortunately, their bullets are getting fewer and fewer, and the bullets are fired, at most, they are shooting at He Xuan's afterimage.

There are still Britons who keep falling and being killed.

How does this work?

It's just unplayable!

When twenty of the British fell, and more than ten remained, these Britons, who were still alive, finally collapsed.