Above the big ship, the sea breeze drifts.

Sixty-nine warriors have high hearts, ambitions, and a kind of ambition.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the Jedi warrior on the bow of the ship, Fang Cheng.

He broke into South Korea and found Han Minzhi and his son who bullied his teammate Damon. He punched and shot him, and avenged his revenge and avenged his friends.

Really a real man!

This is the hero!

Being a human being should be like a perfect person, and killing only takes one punch.

I am used to killing, life and death, and everyone does not think Fang Cheng has any mistakes.

After all, it was Han Minzhi who was the father and son who bullied Damon first.

The middle-aged man from the Yu family frowned, walked to Fang Cheng and said:

"Mr. Fang... Han Tianci, after all, is still a child. Are we a bit too much this time? Will South Korea cause trouble for us?"

“Excessive?”

"Do you have a son? I'll find a child and shoot your son in the forehead, and then you'll say this to me again."

"South Korea is asking for trouble? Haha, we did this. Once China blames the blame and South Korea is asking for trouble, I will take it all my strength."

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and laughed a few times.

****

Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Minister Li of the Foreign Ministry frowned: "These warriors are so cruel to break the ban with martial arts. They ran to South Korea to kill people in broad daylight."

"South Korea is a friendly country. These registered warriors rely on their own war for humanity to be so powerful. It's outrageous."

While speaking, Minister Li's secretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs handed over the phone.

"Call me the head of the Central Ministry of State Security."

The male secretary hurriedly bowed and called the phone out.

Minister Li of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs snorted coldly, picked up the phone and put it in his ear.

The phone is connected.

"Minister Long of the Ministry of State Security, I am Li Zetian. You should know about the 70 registered war martial artists in our country who kill people at will in South Korea?"

Minister Long's voice was a bit rough and he smiled and said, "Yeah, what?"

Li Zetian was so angry that he slapped the table and shouted: "Minister Long, don't you know the seriousness of this matter? Chinese warriors killed people in South Korea, which is destroying friendship and destroying the situation."

Minister Long chuckled, and the voice came from the phone:

"oh?"

Li Zetian's eyes widened, stood up, and shouted at the phone: "Minister Long, is this your attitude? Where do you place the friendship between the two countries?"

Minister Long smiled and rushed to the phone:

"Comrade Li Zetian, the registered war martial artist is a human hero and is protected by international United Nations laws. What's the use of you being angry?"

Li Zetian said angrily: "Even if the United Nations laws are present, then the laws of our country are useless? Our country must give South Korea an explanation!"

Minister Long sat in the back row of Audi sedan, looked out the window, shook his head and laughed:

"Li Zetian, are you Chinese or Korean? You only know the meaning of two countries. Don't you know the meaning of registering a war martial artist? Do you think you have the right to punish these heroes?"

"you……"

"Comrade Li Zetian, I am now officially questioning your political position. Are you a child of China or a lackey of South Korea? Is South Korea your father?"

"Bang."

The phone hangs up.

Li Zetian was furious and threw the phone on his desk.

The male secretary was startled and his face was trembling.

Li Zetian had a gloomy face, stood up, walked from his desk to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked out the window.

After the rage.

It's to ponder, it's to be cautious.

Once a political stance is wrong, it will be a light responsibility if you are torn off your official spell.

But... South Korea, that's South Korea.

Li Zetian still sticks to his point of view:

Even if you are a registered war martial artist, you must respect and be polite to foreigners and do not have any offense or disrespect, otherwise it will be arrogance.

****

That day, in the afternoon.

South Chungcheong-South Road, South Korea, at the port cliff 100 kilometers away from Zhuning City.

The gloomy weather, the suppressed air, and the waves hit the reefs at the bottom of the cliff, making a rustling sound.

The black man Daimon's face was covered in blood, his legs and hands were pierced more than a dozen holes.

He was almost fainted, barely a little consciousness left.

His eyes were red and he stared at the two middle-aged men:

"Qingfeng Spear Li Yunhan, you beast!"

After saying this, Damon panted and there was a darkness in front of him.

His son was slapped in the hospital bed by Li Yunhan.

His wife Quan Zhenzheng was seriously injured by a slap and lost consciousness.

Qingfeng Spear Li Yunhan looked regretful and sighed:

"Mr. Damon, I know the meaning of registering a war martial artist... So, I admire you very much, but this is an order issued by President Ms. Zhu Shizhen himself, and I have to do so."

Li Yunhan shook his head and looked at the miserable two people in front of him.

He poked more than twenty holes into Dimon's limbs with his spear.

Quanzhen was fainting and was tied to Damon's body.

Daimon's face turned blue and white, and he sneered:

"Bitches, my brothers will definitely avenge me, and you will taste blood, fear, pain, this is the foreshadowing of the Lord, this is the will of God's Father."

"Haha, Mr. Damon. Our Dahan Heavenly Kingdom has a strong national strength. Unless the United Nations ruled to launch a war against our country, you will rely solely on your brothers and friends, haha."

Qingfengji Li Yunhan was a little disappointed.

Damon's vision and words are so funny and ignorant.

The Dahan Heavenly Kingdom has countless troops and the people are united. One-third of the men can directly use guns to participate in the war.

What's more, although the strength of the warrior is strong, he does not dare to kill people randomly.

There are United Nations laws and Korean laws, even if there are so many warriors who want to avenge Damon, they are just talking big and fantasy.

The middle-aged man behind Li Yunhan smiled evilly, looked at Quan Zhenzheng who fainted, and laughed, "Yunhan, I'll enjoy this woman first..."

"Bang."

Li Yunhan turned around and slapped him.

The middle-aged man was beaten and staggered, but he said with a dry smile:

"Yun Han, are you?"

Li Yunhan's status is too high. Even if he was slapped in unreasonable terms, the middle-aged man dared not complain at all.

Qingfeng Spear Li Yunhan glanced at the middle-aged man in a squint manner and said coldly:

"Registered warriors can kill, not be humiliated, get out of the way."

Damon sneered.

After becoming a bitch, I still want to set up a archway.

Doing despicable and vicious things, but still insist on the so-called false benevolence and false righteousness.

Li Yunhan's eyes were complicated, and he sighed, tied a large stone to the bodies of two people, kicked Daimon, Quan Zhenzheng, and the huge stone off the cliff.

Below the thirty-meter cliff is a sea area of ​​more than thirty meters deep.

drowning.

This is Zhu Shizhen's instructions.

She wants Damon, the pain of death, to be drowned in the struggle and despair.
To be continued...