Napoleon once had a famous saying: China is a sleeping lion, and when he wakes up, the whole world will be shocked.

This sounds really exciting to the Chinese people, but many Chinese people forgot that Napoleon had another sentence later: Thank God, let it sleep forever.

However, some people don’t believe in evil. They think this is a bit exaggerated, so they don’t want God to help. Of course, they want to kill the lion once and for all while it is sleeping.

Many countries have done this matter. The Eight-Nation Alliance, the Japanese pirates who moved a little further, and of course, the current US military and the Sixteen-Nation Alliance.

Wang Yang is hard to say anything or comment on this matter, because in his opinion, although the lion has begun to roar, its power is still limited. Compared with the humiliating death of tens of millions of Chinese, at least the price paid by the Eight-Nation Alliance and the Japanese devils are still far behind.

But Wang Yang believes that the cultural heritage hidden in the ancient culture of China's great country is unmatched by anyone. While enduring, he will also know how to accumulate strength. Dragons spit clouds and winds leverage their strength. He believes that one person will stand up one day and double the blood debts so that everyone in the world can't be deceived.

Yes, a dragon is an insect, and can disturb you and ride. However, there is a reverse scale under its throat, and a person has a baby, and he will kill someone.

A portrayal of such a vast ocean of mood!

Although he made a disgusting scream in his mouth, the black officer's face immediately changed from domineering to fear, so shocked that even his untied military pants slid down to the ground. The beast was not wearing underwear. On his dirty lower body, there were blood stains that were in contact with the blood on the girl's legs.

The beast finally reacted in the severe pain. Without weapons in his hand, he immediately felt the angry eyes of all the volunteer soldiers, but he still refused to give up. He desperately hugged the girl with his uninjured hand, trying to hide in the house under the protection of the hostages and avoid the invincible shot.

"Beast, you are simply worse than beasts..."

Kill my Chinese warriors, insult my weak and beautiful lady, and they are all stern!

Wang Yang's mind seemed to be filled with sadness and anger. It was ignited by the blood with a bang. Even if the half-naked US military hugged the girl tightly with its only right hand and protected it in front of his chest, retreating with fear, it could not stop Wang Yang's determination to kill him.

The blood in his eyes became even stronger, and Wang Yang's blood seemed to turn into flames. He actually had the urge to tear the black man apart. His gun was raised again without hesitation.

Some people say it is fantasy or some say it is myth, but from now on, Wang Yang has firmly believed that as long as you have the determination and belief to protect our China and protect our people from generation to generation, the bullet will have emotions and life. Under the guidance of your spirit, it will be invincible and will be defeated.

He was completely blinded to the threat of the black officer. Under the strong anger, Wang Yang's spirit became even more excited. He raised his gun and seemed to know clearly where each of the black men's sweat holes were.

The cold muzzle became as hot as lava, the gutter was faintly lingering yellow clouds, and the dragon breath was angry. The bullet broke out again and stuck to the girl's flank. The bullet hit the enemy's slightly exposed thigh accurately as if it were inserted at any time.

The black man showed incredible horror. He had never seen such a calm and calm archer. It seemed that no one in this world could stop his bullets. Once he was stared at him, there was no possibility of threatening him except death.

However, he may not have expected that it was not the time for him to die. Of course, if there were really gods and demons in the world, Wang Yang would definitely hope that beasts could go to the eighteen levels of hell and accept the punishment of falling into the oil pan and drilling the mountain to break the belly and breaking the soul and breaking it, but the premise is that he must not die too quickly.

Another bullet flew over, like a revenge angel with endless anger, rubbing the girl's body without any doubt, and drilling into the black man's only elbow without injury on his left hand. A scream of ghost crying and wolf howling seemed to finally take away some of the suppressed rage in Wang Yang's heart.

The despicable scum had gone from being unbelievable to fear, from despair to begging for mercy, and he was no longer able to hug the girl. When the girl pushed her hard, he fell into his pool of blood, but he immediately knelt down. Bullying the weak and humiliating the weak and beating the strong is always the fundamental bad nature of the beast.

It is a representative who needs the mercy of the world, full of pitiful and helpless eyes. He stared at Wang Yang with the most hopeful and servile eyes. Of course, if the beast could speak Chinese, Wang Yang would not doubt that it would cry and say that there was an 80-year-old mother above and a child born in March below.

At this time, it is extremely slavery and sincere, begging for helpless wandering. It is as if the devil saw Satan coming. As a sincere slave, he can sell you all the resources you can use in exchange for the continuation of your life.

But Wang Yang's eyes were cold and he had been with wild beasts in the mountains for a long time. He didn't care about this slave gaze at all. Of course, he wouldn't ask him idiotically what you did at the beginning, why did you have no sympathy and wouldn't leave any sympathy to our comrades?

This kind of thoughts and remarks seem really pitiful to Wang Yang, but the Chinese people are extremely kind and always like to think about others. As a result, they always let the enemy go and then get bitten again.

Dogs can never change their food, so don’t expect that if you give him a piece of meat and eat it, it will take a detour. If you spare the beast in front of you, it will turn back to the right. Wang Yang thinks this is as ridiculous as the Buddha chanting scriptures with a tiger, he can be as quiet as the worldly fireworks.

"Kill him, don't let him die too quickly..."

The girl who broke free from the black officer staggered out. Her lower body was covered with blood, and her face was written with heartache and pain. She bent her body helplessly. Although she knew it was safe, she also tried to block her naked body, but she could not stop it. Tears burst out from her eyes, and her desolate and silent sobbing made people feel extremely pity.

Wang Yang's eyes were red and bright. He seemed to have never hated anyone like this. He had heard of the humiliation of the Japanese devils in the Nanjing Massacre of the Nanjing Massacre to our women. He heard that the Eight-Nation Alliance entered the city and all the beautiful girls in the Forbidden City suffered a catastrophe. However, when he saw this situation with his own eyes, he realized that human cruelty was even more powerful than wild beasts.

Ignoring the US military's begging for mercy, except for one leg that could move, Wang Yang no longer had any threats for himself. He walked to the body of a South Korean soldier and peeled off a top. He walked gently to the girl, draped the clothes on her body, pulled out the dagger in his hand and said with anger:
Chapter completed!