I asked my book friends for a few monthly tickets and I paid homage to Ogawa.

He Hua was a Chinese businessman who went to Nanyue to do business three years ago. At that time, under the persuasion of a Nanyue friend, he opened a hotel with more than 60 beds in Jiangnei City, and hung a two-star sign, which has since become a designated hotel for Chinese tourists.

In the past two years, more and more Chinese people have traveled, and his business has become more and more popular. In two years, he has basically made money back and has a considerable income. He plans to work for another two years, then rent a larger place to improve the hotel's level by a further level.

He was very satisfied with this kind of life. Although he left his hometown and had many troubles and difficulties, his career development also gained a lot. For example, he met many officials in Nanyue, made friends with some friends, bought a big house, and accepted a nominal Nanyuet wife. She was very beautiful, much more beautiful than his wife in China. This unnamed wife gave birth to a mixed-race son for him. The son was very cute and could run around the ground while learning to speak.

But now he didn't think so. The thugs in Nanyue smashed his hotel and robbed all the valuables in the hotel. The three years of hard work were destroyed, making him cry without tears. In order to avoid the invasion of the people in Nanyue, his nominal wife took her son back to her parents' home. He Hua himself stayed in the empty big house and had nowhere to go.

The food in the refrigerator was gone, and He Hua was unable to take advantage of the night to risk his life to go out shopping. There is a French Love Supermarket less than 500 meters away from his home. He was planning to buy more food and then be an otaku in the house for a while.

The square outside the supermarket was brightly lit, and groups of young people gathered together to denounce China and tell the history of China's aggression against the South Yuer, especially the China-Yue War in the 1980s. They were angry and expressed their views loudly. They portrayed China as a major trouble for the South Yuer, and described the Chinese as a parasite riding on the heads of the South Yuer people.

He Hua did not dare to get close to these radical young people. He parked his car in a corner more than 100 meters away from the main entrance of the mall. The lights here were dim, and even if the people he knew He Hua would not recognize him without looking at him seriously.

To be on the safe side, He Hua also wore a brown eye. Although it was not as good as sunglasses that could completely cover the eyes, it could also have a certain concealment effect. After dressing up, He Hua walked into Carrefour along the wall.

Everything was normal in the supermarket. No one paid attention to him, and He Hua did not dare to stroll around. He specially selected food in the food area, and then chose some meat and vegetables. He hurried to check out. When he checked out, he did not dare to say a word. He had a Chinese accent in Nanyue. As soon as he said it, his identity as a Chinese was revealed.

After checking out, he hurried to the parking place with two large bags of food.

What He Hua didn't know was that when he entered the supermarket, a little gangster in Nanyue who often went to his hotel to make trouble. Looking at the bulging leather bag on He Hua's body, the little gangster suddenly felt greedy.

He followed He Hua and accompanied He Hua to the supermarket. But he was not idle during this period. He called his brothers by phone, and as a result, a large net enveloped He Hua who was shopping in the supermarket.

He Hua arrived next to his car and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He opened the trunk and put two bags of food. After closing the trunk lid, he saw two little gangsters holding wooden sticks in their hands and approaching him. He was startled and looked around, and saw that there were also two gangsters holding wooden sticks behind him.

It depends on their attitude of robbery, not the rhythm of revenge on the Chinese.

He Hua took off the high imitation Armani backpack on his body. He reached out and took out his passport, driver's license and other ID documents and car keys, and then threw the backpack onto the ground three or four meters away from him. He raised his hands high, indicating that the certificate in his hand was not money.

A gangster ridiculed He Hua while walking towards his backpack.

"Brother, are you very good at it? Are there any valuable things in your pocket? Take them out together."

The other three gangsters stopped and tapped their left hand with wooden sticks, putting psychological pressure on He Hua. Seeing this situation, He Hua became even more calm. As long as these people were not interested in revenge on the Chinese, their lives would not be dangerous, and it would not matter if they lost some money.

He put the things in his hand on the lid, then pulled out the only two pants pockets on his body, and put a box of cigarettes and lighter on the lid of the trunk.

"Friend, I have nothing left, and all the valuable things are in my backpack."

"What else is there in the car?" a gangster said insatiable.

He Hua picked up the car key on the trunk lid and pressed it, and the door lock was opened. The gangster who was turning over his backpack had already put the money and mobile phone in his wallet into his pocket. He threw the backpack at He Hua's feet and walked towards the door of the car's driving position.

"Look carefully." A gangster reminded him.

"rest assured."

The gangster's hand just touched the car door handle, and a dazzling blue light flashed by. The gangster was startled. He hurriedly jumped back two steps. He screamed "Oh my God!" and then asked the three accomplices behind him: "What was it just now?"

The three gangsters stared in their terrified eyes and pointed at his waving arms and exclaimed:

"Your hand!"

He Hua clearly saw that the moment the thug was about to open the car door, a blue light flashed across his wrist. The thug's hand instantly separated from his forearm. When the thug was jumping away from the car, his hand was still holding the handlebar, and there was no trace of blood flowing out of the cross section of his wrist.

He Hua looked around in a daze, and there was no other person except them. Such a strange scene made He Hua's three souls leave the two souls, and the four souls lose the three souls.

The four gangsters also found the palms hanging on the handlebars. They were shocked and looked at He Hua, who was standing at the rear of the car with strange and fearful eyes. A scream came from them.

"My hand!"

The miserable voice makes people cry when they hear it.

In the darkness not far from the five people, a figure appeared. It was blurry at first, but then it became clearer and clearer. His head was big, wearing black clothes, and he could not find his existence a little far away. He walked towards them slowly, without a sound, and was floating in the air.

The five people looked at the ghost-like man in black with horror. The four gangsters stepped back step by step, getting closer. The five people finally saw the person's appearance clearly.

This is a soldier. He was holding a strange-shaped gun in his hand, pointing at four gangsters. He was wearing a fully enclosed tactical helmet on his head. There were two Chinese characters on the helmet. The four gangsters didn't recognize them, but He Hua knew them. They were the two words "China".

He Hua's heart calmed down a little, but he was not sure whether this weird soldier was targeting only four southern thugs.

"You should die, the Chinese are not something you can insult." The soldier in black spoke, and he spoke in Yue, but his voice was cold like steel.

The wooden sticks in the hands of the gangsters had long disappeared. Their calves were swelling, their legs became weak, and they knelt on the ground.

"Give me your life, we don't know that he is a Chinese, so we will give him everything."

The four gangsters searched for the things in their pockets and put all their things together. The gangster's right trouser pocket with their right arm was also flipped by another gangster. Everything was piled up in front of them, and there were as many as six mobile phones alone.

The ruthlessness of this black-clothed soldier had just been learned by the gangster who had his palm cut off. They believed that if they resisted a little, the soldier would never be ruthless to them, and it would be possible to cut off their necks.

He Hua looked at all this blankly. When the black-clothed soldier turned his back to him, he had the urge to run, but the armband on the black-clothed soldier's left arm made him resist this impulse. It was a red flag with five stars, a holy object in his mind.

The weapon in the black-clothed soldier opened fire. This time it emitted not blue light, but four real steel bullets. Each steel bullet accurately hit a gangster's forehead. The four gangsters fell on the ground with their backs, not even a note was emitted.

He Hua was stupid, his legs became weak, and he also had the urge to kneel down. He was not afraid of the soldier killing him, but was scared by the ruthlessness of the soldier in black. He killed the four people like this without any signs.

The man in black no longer paid attention to the four people lying on the ground. He turned to face He Hua, with the strange arms in his hand spanning his chest.

"I am a soldier of the Chinese Flying Tiger Special Forces and are here to assist the Chinese in Yue to evacuate. You can pack up your things now and then follow me."

He Hua nodded mechanically. His thoughts were still in a trance, and his mind had not turned around for a while.

He came to the side of four dead gangsters who could not die anymore, picked up his cell phone on the ground, and he didn't move the large amount of yue coins on the ground. Then he walked back to the car like a walking corpse, picked up the backpack on the ground, and pulled the things on the trunk into his bag.

Then he said to the black-clothed soldier with empty eyes: "Where are we going?"

The soldier in black detected the damage to He Hua's mental illness, and he said to He Hua:

"These people are not good people. They will also harm you after the robbery. You are safe now. I will take you back to your country. Your family is waiting for you to come home. Don't be afraid."

The black-clothed soldier's persuasion was very mechanical and had no characteristics.
Chapter completed!