Finally, Zhao Yang and others were taken to the beach on one side of the island, surrounded by soldiers with guns and ammunition, and inside the encirclement, there was a table.
A man who looked like an officer in military uniform was sitting on a chair, drinking coconut juice and looking at the three people from Zhao Yang who were brought over.
"General, we have been brought here!"
One of the soldiers who detained Zhao Yang and the three men stepped forward, bowed and reported loudly.
Spark waved his hand and signaled the soldiers to retreat. His eyes immediately fell on Zhao Yang and the other three, and he asked lightly: "Who are you and why are you here?"
Zhao Yang and the other three looked at each other: "Can you understand?"
"Can't understand!"
The three of them shook their heads at the same time. Zhao Yang looked at Spark, frowned and said in English: "Sir, we don't understand what you are talking about?"
"Are you Chinese?"
Sparky frowned slightly and spoke in English this time.
"Yes, sir!" Zhao Yang nodded.
"Why do Chinese people appear here?"
Spark felt strange: "Take out your ID cards and passports!"
"No! We don't have passports!"
Zhao Yang shook his head.
"If you don't have a passport, how did you get here from China? Did you come here smuggled in?"
Spark's voice turned cold and he asked.
"Why are you trying to sneak across the country?"
Zhao Yang said displeased: "We flew here, didn't we?"
"fly?"
Sparky sneered and snapped his fingers: "This kid has a tough mouth, hit me!"
"Yes, General!"
When a soldier next to Spark heard this, he took a step forward and slapped him. The slap was so fast and hard that if he really slapped him on the face, the teeth of ordinary people would be knocked out.
But is Zhao Yang an ordinary person?
Obviously not!
After taking Ying Yue's new medicine, his physical fitness is now much better than before. His eyesight, speed, and neurological reactions are far superior to ordinary people.
Therefore, he just retreated slightly to avoid the slap, and then stared at Spark with an angry face: "Sir, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Don't use your hands or feet, otherwise you will regret it!"
"Huh?"
Sparky was slightly surprised, and then said: "Soldier, haven't you had breakfast? Keep fighting!"
"Yes, General!"
Being dodged by a pretty boy, the soldier felt very humiliated, so he took a step forward and slapped him hard again.
The force of this slap was stronger and faster than before.
But this time, Zhao Yang did not dodge, but flew up and kicked the soldier hard.
As the saying goes, "Last strike comes first." Zhao Yang was much faster than this soldier. Suddenly, he heard a scream.
Then, the soldier flew backwards, flying a full seven or eight meters before falling into the sea water, causing a splash of waves.
"Kakaka-"
This was like poking a hornet's nest. All the soldiers reacted and picked up their submachine guns in unison, pointing the black muzzles at Zhao Yang, as if they would beat him into holes if he dared to move.
"Boy, are you a mutant?"
Spark's eyes were gloomy and he asked in a low voice.
"Sir, I don't know which country's fleet you belong to, but I think it belongs to some small countries nearby, right?"
Zhao Yang clapped his hands, without the slightest fear, but snorted coldly and said: "Soldiers from a small country dare to touch me. Do you know how to write the word "death"?
He, Zhao Yang, is also a young man, and he also has a temper and wants to save face. Now, even if he was roasted by a group of soldiers, he was even beaten. How could he bear it?
If he were a soldier from a big country like the United States or Russia, he would naturally give in. But for a soldier from a small country, there is no need to endure it. Behind him is the great god Ying Yue!
"Zhao...Brother Zhao, don't do this!"
What Zhao Yang did shocked Gao Xiaoguang. His face turned pale and his voice trembled as he said, "The other party has a gun. Let's just be patient for now!"
"What are you afraid of? They can't do anything to us!"
Zhao Yang patted Lao Gao on the shoulder, then raised his chin, looked at Spark, and hummed: "I advise you to be more respectful to us, otherwise, you will not be able to bear the consequences!"
These words were meant to scare people, but Spark was really frightened by him. As the commander of the 12th Indonesian Navy Base, he held a very high status in the Indonesian Navy and even in Indonesia as a whole.
For a long time, when others saw him, which one was not respectful and which one was not humble?
Now I suddenly meet a Chinese man who behaves like this. Either this guy has a brain problem or he really has a background!
Therefore, Parker was a little afraid to act rashly for a while, but he knew that there were too many awesome people in China.
If he provokes someone who cannot be provoked, even the huge Indonesia cannot protect him.
So he said solemnly: "Who are you and why are you here?"
"Why are we here to worry about you?"
Zhao Yang snorted coldly: "This is the sea area of the Republic of Maldives. It seems to have nothing to do with you, right?"
"This sea area is the back garden of our Indonesian Navy. If you appear here without any reason, there must be something wrong with you!"
Parker said coldly: "If you are wise, tell me your identity and origin immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
"Well, since you want to know, I'll tell you!"
Hearing the words "Indonesian Navy", Zhao Yang's lips slightly raised and he said proudly: "We are Ying Yue's friends. The reason why we are here is because Ying Yue brought us here. Now, are you satisfied?"
"Yingyue?"
Parker was slightly stunned. He felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. However, according to his understanding, none of the outstanding people in China had a winning surname.
Thinking of this, Parker felt that he had been tricked by this guy, and said angrily: "Boy, how dare you trick me, someone, tie him up!"
"Yes, General!"
Following the order, seven or eight soldiers from the surrounding area rushed forward and surrounded Zhao Yang. Facing the black muzzles of seven or eight guns, Zhao Yang wanted to resist, but his body was weak.
Although he was stronger than ordinary people, he was not afraid of bullets, so he could only watch as he was tied into a rice dumpling.
"Hit! Beat me hard!"
Parker shouted angrily.
"Stop! Don't hit my cousin!"
Zixia saw this and shouted loudly.
But it was no use, seven or eight big-headed soldiers came up at once, punched and kicked Zhao Yang, and greeted Zhao Yang with their hard big-headed boots.
Although Zhao Yang was physically strong, several times stronger than an ordinary person, he was beaten many times and his nose and face were bruised and swollen.
But instead of begging for mercy, this guy laughed loudly: "Hit me! If you dare, beat me to death. Hahaha, beat me, you sons of bitches, don't you have any milk? It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all.
