Hearing footsteps coming from inside, several Americans and Liu Shizhen quickly raised their heads and looked into the room.
It's Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu.
The tears on his face have not completely dried up, and he is walking a little weird. Anyone who has been here knows that he has just experienced the pain of a broken melon. However, when he saw the faces of the two women, Liu Shizhen couldn't help but tremble. It was too
It's cold, like a robot, completely different from before.
"Dusk smoke, bright pearl."
Liu Shizhen shouted, tears streaming down his face, and his eyes full of humiliation, "I, I"
Snapped.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Muyan slapped Liu Shizhen in the face. Immediately, five red finger prints appeared on Liu Shizhen's face, which made him dizzy.
"Trash." Jiang Muyan looked down at Liu Shizhen with a cold face, "You even push your own woman into the arms of the enemy. You are not worthy of being a man. It is because of you trash that the Republic of Korea will be completely destroyed. You just
It’s worthy of being a dog, and it’s the kind of dog without eggs.”
"Muyan, Mingzhu, I was forced too," Liu Shizhen cried with tears streaming down his face.
"Shut up." Yin Mingzhu directly raised her foot and kicked Liu Shizhen in the face, "Such a big man is still crying? Haha, it's so cute. He is really a bunch of pretty boys who only know how to be cool and deceive women's sympathy.
, and his true colors will be revealed when the critical moment comes.”
Deng Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong walked over from behind after getting dressed. Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu immediately turned around and walked over, holding He Zhenzhong's arms on the left and right, like two obedient maids.
Seeing this scene, Liu Shizhen felt even more aggrieved. However, he did not dare to say anything. Instead, he squeezed out a smile on his face and said, "Marshal He, I'm not lying to you. They are all originals."
goods."
Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu closed their eyes in pain. What else could they say to this kind of man?
He Zhenzhong nodded, "However, there seems to be no need to keep a piece of trash like you."
What?
Liu Shizhen had a look of horror on his face, and he knelt on the ground and walked towards He Zhenzhong, "Marshal, marshal, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm still useful, really, I'm still useful,
Didn’t you send me to Japan to be a turtle? I will definitely work hard and do this job well. I will definitely seduce Korean women and let them serve Chinese soldiers comfortably. Believe me
Ah, Marshal."
Seeing that He Zhenzhong did not express his position, Liu Shizhen, whose face was full of anxiety and fear, turned around again, reached out and grabbed Jiang Muyan's feet, "Muyan, you are the marshal's woman, please help me beg for mercy, for the sake of the past
I've been so kind to you, why don't you beg the marshal to spare my life?"
The look of sadness on Jiang Muyan's face became even worse, and painful tears kept dripping from her eyes. She glanced at Liu Shizhen, moved her feet, and pulled away, "Trash, get out, don't dirty my feet."
"Yes, yes, yes." Liu Shizhen hurriedly backed away like an obedient pug.
Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu are completely disappointed with these Korean men. With these people here, is there any hope for women like them? Instead of that, it is better to follow the Chinese. Korea was destroyed because these men were useless. They have already
Then they get tired, but at the critical moment, they will be abandoned by these eggless men and pushed into the fire pit.
And He Zhenzhong was not surprised at all. After all, this is just a reflection of the character of these sticks. As early as those years, these sticks were accustomed to surrendering to the Japanese devils. Today, they have once again surrendered at the feet of China. What's so strange?
?
"Get down there and someone will take you to Japan."
"Yes, yes, thank you General for not killing me." Liu Shizhen breathed a sigh of relief and kept apologizing to He Zhenzhong. Then, he pushed hard on the ground with his hands, and actually rolled like that, moving towards one side.
go.
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A few Americans almost stared out of their eyes and thought, "Fuck" in their hearts. Although they knew that Korean sticks were soft bones, they never dreamed that these guys were so soft. This was not soft bones.
It has no bones at all.
Thinking of the past when these Korean stickmen were fighting against China, robbing China, and looking down upon China, looking at this scene again, they thought it was so ironic. Apart from their
That mouth is indeed useless.
Deng Deng Deng.
"Marshal, it's all recorded." Several Chinese people came over, holding a professional video camera in their hands.
.... ..... ...
He Zhenzhong nodded and said: "You guys are specially responsible for following that guy and recording everything about him."
"yes."
"Descendants of the sun, representatives of the Korean people, huh." He Zhenzhong snorted coldly, "Let everyone in the world see whether these guys are descendants of the sun or eunuchs, huh."
The Americans next to them couldn't help but tremble, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes. This god of death was really cruel. He tortured people like this and recorded the whole process. Just imagine, those Korean stickmen who are still trying to regain their country saw it.
How would these images feel? If they saw that the Descendants of the Sun they had placed their hope in turned out to be such a person, their idols would be shattered and their faith would collapse in a matter of minutes.
The resistance spirit of the Koreans will probably be destroyed directly. Moreover, looking at Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu next to He Zhenzhong, they know that it will be difficult for tough men to find women in the future. These women are all hurt.
"You guys, please clean up this place."
Hearing He Zhenzhong's words, several FBI guys came back to their senses and looked at He Zhenzhong. Their eyes widened instantly and their faces were full of disbelief. Is this Chinese man ordering them?