Chapter 2052
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He egged on, and lowered his posture. All arrogance and Prejudice went to hell. In order to save his life, he kept softening, "shoot, Jack, only you can kill him."
"Really, I believe in your ability. I can't. I have to admit that you are not as good as you. You are the most powerful and brave Chinese American I have ever met. I'm really glad to be friends with you, hoji. It's my honor. "
It's really not a common confession. He's really afraid. Especially, the other side is so easy to kill some of his companions. He would rather bow to a Chinese American for a while than die.
This time, he talked to the damn Chinese Americans.
This time!
He swore to God that there would never be a second time!
The fear in his heart made job let go of his ridiculous arrogance, but Xia Xianyuan was quite calm, and did not put his hypocritical words into his heart.
Wen Yan, with a ruffian smile in his elegance, slowly laughed at him and said, "my friend, is the gun in your hand? Aren't you always good? You can shoot yourself. "
"Besides, you are the most powerful guy. How can I compare with you as a Chinese American. Be brave and shoot. Don't make me look down on you. "
An enemy is a friend. How could he shoot a friend?
Even if the other party cleans up all the people on the island, as long as he is not exposed, he will never shoot.
Job was blue with rage. He knew he was being laughed at, and the one who laughed at him was the Chinese he always looked down upon.
Just now, being soft was job's biggest concession. He thought his attitude was soft. He must be very grateful to him. How could he laugh at his cowardice!
"You damn chinese, you will pay for your cowardly behavior, pay the price!" he said, biting his teeth
"If you don't go out, you will be killed by those guys! You will be killed! "
His behavior like a clown who jumped over a beam may not make Xia Jinyuan angry. Only in exchange for Xia Jinyuan's deeper sarcasm, he told him seriously: "don't worry, even if you are killed, I will be OK."
"You can rush out, I will never stop you. As long as you are not afraid of being killed, maybe you think you have the ability to kill them, you can rush out and become a hero, well, like Superman! "
"Do you want me to kill you with this gun?" Haughty job raised his gun and laughed at him? Good. He 'll let the damned Chinese know what' s going to happen to him!
The cold pistol is aimed at Xia Jinyuan's forehead, and Jobu, who has always looked down upon Chinese and black people, says coldly. His eyes are killing. He really wants to kill Xia Jinyuan with his hands.
In the face of the threat, Xia Xianyuan slightly hooked his thin lips. He was not afraid at all. He gently, slowly, in the tone of contempt enough to make the other party angry and jump, "dare not rush out to help his own people, but dare to take a gun to me, Mr. job, your timidity makes me even less look at you."
"Know why I don't like talking to you? Because every word you say makes me look down on it and makes me feel sick. You're the most timid guy I've ever seen. You think you're not even a fart. "
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He egged on, and lowered his posture. All arrogance and Prejudice went to hell. In order to save his life, he kept softening, "shoot, Jack, only you can kill him."
"Really, I believe in your ability. I can't. I have to admit that you are not as good as you. You are the most powerful and brave Chinese American I have ever met. I'm really glad to be friends with you, hoji. It's my honor. "
It's really not a common confession. He's really afraid. Especially, the other side is so easy to kill some of his companions. He would rather bow to a Chinese American for a while than die.
This time, he talked to the damn Chinese Americans.
This time!
He swore to God that there would never be a second time!
The fear in his heart made job let go of his ridiculous arrogance, but Xia Xianyuan was quite calm, and did not put his hypocritical words into his heart.
Wen Yan, with a ruffian smile in his elegance, slowly laughed at him and said, "my friend, is the gun in your hand? Aren't you always good? You can shoot yourself. "
"Besides, you are the most powerful guy. How can I compare with you as a Chinese American. Be brave and shoot. Don't make me look down on you. "
An enemy is a friend. How could he shoot a friend?
Even if the other party cleans up all the people on the island, as long as he is not exposed, he will never shoot.
Job was blue with rage. He knew he was being laughed at, and the one who laughed at him was the Chinese he always looked down upon.
Just now, being soft was job's biggest concession. He thought his attitude was soft. He must be very grateful to him. How could he laugh at his cowardice!
"You damn chinese, you will pay for your cowardly behavior, pay the price!" he said, biting his teeth
"If you don't go out, you will be killed by those guys! You will be killed! "
His behavior like a clown who jumped over a beam may not make Xia Jinyuan angry. Only in exchange for Xia Jinyuan's deeper sarcasm, he told him seriously: "don't worry, even if you are killed, I will be OK."
"You can rush out, I will never stop you. As long as you are not afraid of being killed, maybe you think you have the ability to kill them, you can rush out and become a hero, well, like Superman! "
"Do you want me to kill you with this gun?" Haughty job raised his gun and laughed at him? Good. He 'll let the damned Chinese know what' s going to happen to him!
The cold pistol is aimed at Xia Jinyuan's forehead, and Jobu, who has always looked down upon Chinese and black people, says coldly. His eyes are killing. He really wants to kill Xia Jinyuan with his hands.
In the face of the threat, Xia Xianyuan slightly hooked his thin lips. He was not afraid at all. He gently, slowly, in the tone of contempt enough to make the other party angry and jump, "dare not rush out to help his own people, but dare to take a gun to me, Mr. job, your timidity makes me even less look at you."
"Know why I don't like talking to you? Because every word you say makes me look down on it and makes me feel sick. You're the most timid guy I've ever seen. You think you're not even a fart. "
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He egged on, and lowered his posture. All arrogance and Prejudice went to hell. In order to save his life, he kept softening, "shoot, Jack, only you can kill him." "Really, I believe in your ability. I can't. I have to admit that you are not as good as you. You are the most powerful and brave Chinese American I have ever met. I'm really glad to be friends with you, hoji. It's my honor. " It's really not a common confession. He's really afraid. Especially, the other side is so easy to kill some of his companions. He would rather bow to a Chinese American for a while than die. This time, he talked to the damn Chinese Americans. This time! He swore to God that there would never be a second time! The fear in his heart made job let go of his ridiculous arrogance, but Xia Xianyuan was quite calm, and did not put his hypocritical words into his heart. Wen Yan, with a ruffian smile in his elegance, slowly laughed at him and said, "my friend, is the gun in your hand? Aren't you always good? You can shoot yourself. " "Besides, you are the most powerful guy. How can I compare with you as a Chinese American. Be brave and shoot. Don't make me look down on you. " An enemy is a friend. How could he shoot a friend? Even if the other party cleans up all the people on the island, as long as he is not exposed, he will never shoot. Job was blue with rage. He knew he was being laughed at, and the one who laughed at him was the Chinese he always looked down upon. Just now, being soft was job's biggest concession. He thought his attitude was soft. He must be very grateful to him. How could he laugh at his cowardice! "You damn chinese, you will pay for your cowardly behavior, pay the price!" he said, biting his teeth "If you don't go out, you will be killed by those guys! You will be killed! " His behavior like a clown who jumped over a beam may not make Xia Jinyuan angry. Only in exchange for Xia Jinyuan's deeper sarcasm, he told him seriously: "don't worry, even if you are killed, I will be OK." "You can rush out, I will never stop you. As long as you are not afraid of being killed, maybe you think you have the ability to kill them, you can rush out and become a hero, well, like Superman! " "Do you want me to kill you with this gun?" Haughty job raised his gun and laughed at him? Good. He 'll let the damned Chinese know what' s going to happen to him! The cold pistol is aimed at Xia Jinyuan's forehead, and Jobu, who has always looked down upon Chinese and black people, says coldly. His eyes are killing. He really wants to kill Xia Jinyuan with his hands. In the face of the threat, Xia Xianyuan slightly hooked his thin lips. He was not afraid at all. He gently, slowly, in the tone of contempt enough to make the other party angry and jump, "dare not rush out to help his own people, but dare to take a gun to me, Mr. job, your timidity makes me even less look at you." "Know why I don't like talking to you? Because every word you say makes me look down on it and makes me feel sick. You're the most timid guy I've ever seen. You think you're not even a fart. " Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
