"Please be honest, Taiwan is the life of a lady's mind, the life of a maid, the life of a princess, the life of a peasant woman, and the life of a rich man. Among the four Asian dragons, Taiwan was the worst. Your kung fu has been devoted to internal struggles, so you don't even think about the change of the world's tide.

Back then, the mainland did spend a lot of manpower and material resources to prevent you from counterattacking, but the king's army would never go ashore if it didn't work hard! You are now at the point where you rely on fooling people inside and crying outside to maintain it. I don't want to recognize you as embarrassing compatriots like you.

Now the mainland is developing its military equipment to target the United States, and it really has nothing to do with Taiwan. Thunder, rain and dew are all kindness. It is reasonable for us to beat you, and not fighting is a matter of affection. Instead of worrying about the mainland's attack, you might as well worry about internal chaos that day.

And people like Ms. Long, you jump around like a clown every day, constantly creating various jokes to entertain the public. I bet that the unofficial history a hundred years later will inevitably record your words and deeds, and maybe they can also create some idioms to spread to future generations. For example..., to act ugly in Taiwan. What do you think?"

Zhou Qingfeng spoke fast, spoke frankly, and had a great aura of looking down on the world. He stood among the guests and laughed at the old woman like a cannon, making the other party jump straight, almost jumping up and cursing him.

Few people in the Western media dare to openly mock people in the situation of war. Today, Zhou Qingfeng made a precedent. In this era when politicians and celebrities both looked compassionate and pursued peace, his words were too rare.

After scolding the old woman, Zhou Qingfeng turned around and faced Vaness who was mocking him at the beginning. This old French man was always smiling. Because Zhou Qingfeng cursed people in French, he was quite happy to listen. But when Zhou Qingfeng faced him, he suddenly felt the illusion of "a disaster was coming."

Zhou Qingfeng's tall shadow was shrouded in it!

"Mr. Vanes, you just said that you were not discriminating against women in our country. Is this true? In the Roman era more than two thousand years ago, the Gauls were called barbarians. I believe that the Romans at that time also loved the women of your ancestors very much, and that was definitely not discrimination.

If you think the Roman era is too far away, then the Hundred Years of War between Britain and France is relatively close. At that time, the British seemed to still demand the "first night power" in French territory, which would definitely not be discrimination.

You must also think that the Hundred Years of War between Britain and France is too far away, so what about World War II? Who spent a huge amount of money to build a solid fortress but did not use it at all? Who was destroyed in less than a month? Whose government surrendered voluntarily?

You must know that our country fought so badly during World War II and did not surrender.

I think there is no discrimination when German soldiers hugged French girls in Paris and went shopping. But you didn't do well in the war and had a very bad temper afterwards, but they vented their anger on those poor women.

To be honest, since Napoleon I, you French men have never won any victory when facing a strong enemy and have almost been losing.

When our nation was strong, we were regarded as ugly as a ghost like Mr. Vanes. You can sleep in our country with a low cost simply because we have been too poor and weak in the past two hundred years.

But such good days are almost over. Can you imagine a country with a land and population that is dozens of times that of your France, and what kind of terrible scene is it like that of your per capita living standard? At that time, you French men would not have anything to do.

It's like if I want to sleep now, the French girl I can sleep with can exceed your imagination because I'm much richer than you. But I don't show it off because it's too vulgar and nothing great."

Zhou Qingfeng was so proud that he was like a little rooster, raising his head high. He was rich these days and he was really qualified to say this.

Vaness was blushed when she was said, and she kept trying to stand up and refute a few words. However, Zhou Qingfeng's speech was too fast, so he couldn't organize his words well. In the end, Zhou Qingfeng was labeled as "vulgar" by Zhou Qingfeng, and no one spoke for him at the scene, and it was almost quiet.

In the director's room, when he saw Zhou Qingfeng talking with a sharp mouth, the director was speechless, and the director of the program became excited. "This is what I want, this is the real guest. This overwhelming advantage will make the audience love him to death."

Zhou Qingfeng on the field did not stop, and he turned to the black guy from the United States. The guy seemed to be afraid. Before Zhou Qingfeng could speak, he shouted: "I don't have money, and the girls I dated appreciate my talent."

"Nigga, shut up. What talent do you have? You have to be grateful to the Virgin of this world for too many, rather than thinking that you are of great significance. You have been making trouble for the same fair treatment as others, but have you ever treated others fairly?

Do you blacks create any wealth for others to enjoy? Do you blacks build a strong country to build confidence? Do you blacks have thinkers, philosophers, scientists, and politicians? What contributions have you made to the development of mankind? Tell me and listen!"

Zhou Qingfeng opened his mouth and caused a big uproar in the entire program studio. The host immediately wanted to get up to stop him. But the director in the director's room ordered loudly: "No, don't stop him, let him continue to talk. What I want is such a sensational topic. Whoever dares to stop him, I will fire whoever I will!"

The black American man opposite was speechless and stunned. He answered for a long time, "We have Martin Luther King, Mandela, and Obama."

"Oh..., the black human rights leader. But what else did this person do besides making you a social parasite? You feel that you are wearing the cloak of an American and sleeping with sweet words for a few more girls?

Have you black Americans improved their education level? Are job opportunities equal? ​​Are political rights the same as white people? It seems that you still have to worry about not being shot by white police now, right?

The more a country promotes, the more it often lacks. It’s like when you are full, you won’t think about eating, and only when you are hungry will you think about food. The United States is clamoring for diversity, racial equality, democracy and freedom every day, but these things are really common?

It’s not that I haven’t been to the United States, the black community and the white community are completely different.

As for Mandela, a black man who has been imprisoned in prison for more than 20 years will govern the country after he is released from prison? So what if he wins the Nobel Peace Prize? A good South Africa is cheated by him and is what he is now. That is the most tragic and ridiculous thing in the world.

As for Obama, if he is really capable, why would the American people not choose Clinton's wife who is more loved by the elite, but instead choose the rebellious Donald to be the president? It must be that the people love O'Haozi too much, but that they are extremely disappointed with the political correctness?

Finally, I would like to say, you black people are really well-developed and simple-minded. Girls who will sleep with you are either dreaming about going to the United States, or they think you have a great life, and it is really difficult to make them fall in love with you. You should know that in our culture, dark skin has original sin.”

At the end of the conversation, Zhou Qingfeng added another sentence, saying that the original words of the black guy before were all facts, without any falsehood, without any discrimination. You have to accept it."

After three rounds of confrontation, Zhou Qingfeng was shocked by everyone at the scene. Such extreme political incorrect words were actually spoken by a world-class big star like him, and he said it with confidence.

For a moment, the audience in France was shocked!

Zhou Qingfeng turned around again and looked around the guests in the studio, as if he wanted to find the next target. But most people were afraid of his sharp mouth. An Indian guy stood up and challenged angrily: "Mr. Lin, can you tell me about the current tension on the Sino-Indian border?

I can provide 100% evidence that the land belongs to our India. Why are you building roads on the border? The current tension is entirely caused by you."

It seems that this Indian guy is prepared and wants to have a big fight with Zhou Qingfeng.

But Zhou Qingfeng only underestimated this issue because we are better than you.

What...? No!

"We are no longer India in 1962." The Indian guy shouted angrily.

"We are better than you." Zhou Qingfeng only has a few words.

The Indian guy who wanted to have a long talk was so angry that he asked him to refute just a few words? "You said so much to others, why do you only have a few words to answer me?"

The Indian guy was furious, is he? He was furious, is he? He was furious, is he? He was angry, is he? He wished he could fight Zhou Qingfeng immediately!
Chapter completed!