Immortality Cultivation Era

A few young people, staring at the eyes, looked at the high songs, and seemed to want to sing a high song.

But before I sang the pictures of the foreigners, they were still vivid, and they were not daring.

Gao Ge was somewhat upset by what they saw, casually said: "look, you, mother?"

A few young people were a glimpse of the brain, and the brain did not respond. They understood the singer's bulk English and suddenly became furious.

"What happened to this person? Is it swearing when you open your mouth?"

Yue Metro in the side sneered: "?. How, there are opinions have opinions, but ye are to beat us ah."

"Well, Hao Zi, don't talk to them anymore, the scholars meet the soldiers, and they can't tell." A black long straight girl snorted and said, "These people, in addition to fighting a lot, are also estimated. Nothing else, we and they are not a person of the world."

The young man named Hao Zi was stunned by Yue Xincheng. He was a little guilty in his heart, but his friends were there. If he retreats at this time, there is really no face. The black long straight girl gave him a Under the steps.

"Right right, Xiu Yu, you said it is good. They are the bottom of society in China."

Then, the young people went to help the foreigners, and they said something apologetically.

Gao Ge looked at Meng Jing and smiled and asked: "What are they talking about?"

Meng Jing asked: "Do you really want to know?"

"Crap, even if they are in us, let us know how they are embarrassed?" Gao Ge said with a smoothie.

The face of Fire Dragon and Yue Xincheng is also somewhat gloomy.

Meng Jing coughed and began to sing songs for them to translate.

The first is the young man named Hao Zi, who is also directed at the foreigners.

"Sorry, gentlemen, I want to apologize to you on behalf of my compatriots, but I hope that you believe that we are not all Chinese."

"Yes, yes, ladies and gentlemen, even in our China, it is also a dregs!"

"Oh, gentlemen, I want them to apologize to you, but they refused! My God, even we are hard to believe, why do we have such inferior people in China!"

Before the foreigners gave a high song to the song, there was some fear in my heart, but now there are a few more Chinese people in front of me, and I nodded to myself, and the original fear disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of anger.

They re-sit in the chair, the man who ran over and talked with Meng Jing, angered: "You Chinese people, it is too much! I just said a few words, he actually turned to me! Is this the state of etiquette that you often say?"

"Sir, you are dissipating, he can't represent all of us in China, even in the Bald Eagle country, there will be some unreasonable people, right?"

"Yeah, sir, don't say you, even if we are, we are quite sorry for them!"

Although Gao Ge couldn't understand them, he saw that two of the young girls stood around a foreigner and helped him massage his shoulders.

And that foreigner is the first person to be praised before.

"Sir, don't be angry." The black long straight called Xiu Yu, "Please forgive sins, forgive the Luther, they are you."

Gao Ge heard this and his face was dark.

"Mixed things!" The fire dragon was so angry that he was a dragon pavilion. He often had to deal with some foreign forces, but he never felt that the foreign forces were so great, if they were in the field of cultivation of immortals. Huaxia is definitely second to none. Even in other aspects, after years of unremitting pursuit, Huaxia has already stood at the peak of the world. Even in the face of the Bald Eagle country, it can be done without humiliation.

Although up to now, Huaxia Xiujie has not had too much conflict with those foreign forces, but some small frictions are indispensable, and as long as friction occurs, it must be dead.

Every year, dozens of people in the Dragon Pavilion are sacrificed in this kind of friction, but they have never regretted anything, because they clearly know that their death is also to maintain the status of China in the world, the dignity of the country.

But now...

There is a bit of sadness in the heart of the fire dragon.

He held the hand of the cup and shivered slightly, and his eyes became red.

Some of them don’t understand why so many Chinese people are working hard outside to build a strong national self-confidence and let Huaxia gain the respect of others.

Can be turned around, there are some Chinese people kneeling under the feet of those foreigners holding the toes.

More annoying is.

These people actually think that others are locusts?

"To tell the truth, this is really nothing." Gao Ge said the root smoke. "In the past, there was another classmate in our class. The family was in good condition and went abroad. He came back and told me that we are Chinese and people, look at people. Westerners, who don't love money, look at money like dirt, are noble people. Although I didn't go abroad at the time, I think he is dragging me."

The fire dragon sighed.

"I will throw them out." Yue Xincheng tried to say.

Gao Ge did not stop, Yue Xincheng was overjoyed in his heart, thinking in his heart, can be regarded as the opportunity to find a big show.

Seeing Yue Xincheng walking towards them, those people suddenly panicked.

Especially those foreigners who have been sung by the songs, their faces have become blue.

"What do you want to do?!" The girl named Xiuyu rushed out, opened her arms in front, squinted at Yue Xincheng, and said, "Are you finished? We finally let foreign friends change their views on China." Do you still want to discredit the image of our Chinese people?"

Yue Xincheng looked at the girl in front of him and couldn’t help but laughed.

"You changed their views on our Chinese people? Yes, although I hate you, I think that you are really right. Look at the look of your hyenas. These are your mouths." Foreign friends, we must think that our Chinese people are stupid, and they are treated as dads. They want to worship them. They once again feel that we Chinese people are still bullied, right?"

"You..." Xiu Yu just wanted to talk, Yue Xincheng slaps a cold eye and falls on her face.

"Want to let others respect themselves and respect China, they have never been squatting on the ground and asking for it. It is specially exchanged with blood and fists! You tell me, what is the state of etiquette?"

"I tell you! When you kick a person with a fist, then pull him up and pat his face, this is the state of etiquette!"

"You are kneeling on the ground, giving people a few heads, that is not a state of etiquette!"

"I am a big country, I want you to be a representative of these dogs?"

"boom!"

It’s another fist, and it’s going down.

The foreigner who had previously asked Meng Jing to contact him was once again shackled on the ground.