"Mr. Lin, do you know that at that time, these indigenous governments colluded with various forces, and they—"

"I know."

Lin Yu said softly, stopping Brother Hao's words.

He looked straight into Brother Hao's eyes.

But he didn't say anything comforting.

This man has passed away, and the tragedy that many years ago has long been irreversible.

After so many years, what a good man needs is not comfort.

"I know, because, in your eyes, I see hatred, unforgettable hatred, but..."

“I saw fear, too.”

"The purgatory-like tragedy twenty years ago planted the seeds of fear in your heart. While you hated those native monkeys, fear also grew and grew with hatred. The more you hated them, the more you feared them..."

The sound rang slowly.

In peace, without any emotion-color.

These words were like a knife, cutting open the wound in Brother Hao's heart that would never heal.

"I'm not afraid, I don't..."

Brother Hao was gasping for breath, and his eyes were red, like an angry bull.

The anger in my heart dispelled the awe of Lin Yu.

A low roar came from his mouth.

Even though he knew he would lose to Lin Yu, he would never allow the other party to slander himself with this matter.

Seeing Brother Hao’s reaction, Lin Yu shook his head in disappointment.

"If you have gratitude and revenge, you should be revenge. A good man should be willing to be revenge. He will kill one person in ten steps and do not keep a thousand miles away, instead of chanting hatred like a resentful woman."

A little disdain was revealed in his tone of speaking.

"I...I..."

At this moment, Brother Hao felt his chest explode.

The anger in my heart was surging.

He wanted to defend himself, but in the end he said everything.

At this time, Xu Wei, who was next to him, stood up and said, "Mr. Lin, your words were biased. Brother Hao also wanted to avenge his grudges, but he had to consider it more. The conflicts and revenge caused by this were not caused by the previous hatred, but he could not let the Chinese brothers and sisters behind him pay the price of bleeding again because of the previous hatred."

"As long as you are a good man, you are a real hero who can tolerate what ordinary people cannot tolerate in order to take into account the overall situation."

This statement was very loud.

Even Brother Hao felt that his explosive anger faded a lot when he heard it.

But Lin Yu didn't buy it at all.

He chuckled softly, shook his head and sighed: "Yes, we Chinese are too smart, we know how to take into account the overall situation, think too much, and do too little, so that we have to endure the oppression of foreign races wherever we go."

While speaking, he slowly stood up.

"Remember, when dealing with enemies, you can only use blood to fight blood and stop killing. Otherwise, blindly giving in will only allow yourself to find an excuse for weakness. Just like you are now, use high-sounding reasons to cover up your cowardice that you dare not take revenge."

The calm voice was conveyed through his ears to Brother Hao's heart.

Every word was like a big hammer, pounding hard on his heart.

He wanted to refute, but was horrified to find that he had no way to refute.

The other party's words kept thinking about them in his ears.

A bloody scene from twenty years ago kept flashing in my mind.

...

Danluo Island, General's Mansion.

A white marble villa looks very southern European style, elegant and noble.

Around, there is a strong warning.

Indigenous soldiers with live ammunition patrolled orderly outside the wall.

Around it is a flat lawn opened by artificially.

A high lookout stands in the courtyard. Looking around, there is no blind spot in sight within a radius of 500 meters.

Obviously, this villa was considered in all aspects of safety issues at the beginning of its construction.

The flat artificial lawn on the periphery is a nightmare for all infiltrators.

The open terrain does not even have a tree, and there are no obstacles for concealment.

Three steps and five steps, you can't insert the needles protected here and water cannot be poured in.

In the living room of the villa, General Spender of the resident was lying on the sofa with his arms around.

Two indigenous girls carefully knocked on his legs and pinched his back.

There were two people sitting opposite, one of the middle-aged Chinese and one of the native sheriffs.

"General, those yellow-skinned monkeys are crazy. They dare to massacre our tribesmen on our territory. More than a dozen police officers were attacked. Even the Interpol Agent Ryder was killed by those yellow-skinned monkeys."

"The most hateful thing is that after Interpol applied for a request for a joint investigation, he actually released the murderer who participated in the attack without even having a minimum explanation for us."

As he spoke, the native sheriff cursed angrily: "Those white-skinned pigs are simply unreliable. Like the lowly yellow-skinned monkeys, they are cowardly bastards."

Amid the discriminatory insults, the middle-aged Chinese man kept a smiling expression.

It seemed that the insults of the indigenous sheriff did not include himself.

There was no trace of national self-esteem in his eyes.

Even nodded from time to time.

It seems that I agree with the Indigenous Sheriff's view.

At this moment, General Spender, who was lying on the sofa, casually glanced at the expression of the middle-aged Chinese in the Chinese.

Then, he waved his hand gently and said, "Enough, private abuse cannot solve any problem. Sir, please shut up your mouth honestly, don't let me hear your scolding again."

"That carnival twenty years ago made me understand a truth. Only killing and abuse can make those cowardly Chinese people fully understand who is the master here."

While speaking, he looked at the middle-aged Chinese man with a smile.

"If the Chinese outside cooperate with us like Mr. Wang, the world will become harmonious and beautiful, so we have the need and responsibility to let those restless Chinese wake up again, just like the action twenty years ago."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged Chinese nodded slightly and said, "What the general said is very true. I have prepared a list of removals. As long as the deadly hard members of the Chinese are eliminated, they will be as honest and obedient as before."

Hearing these words, even the native sheriff couldn't help but frown, and his body moved a little.

It seems that I feel disdainful to sit with such people.

"There is a very important question now, why did those Interpol let the Chinese murderer go? You should know that Agent Ryder is also a member of Interpol."

General Spender said slowly, a solemn expression revealed in his expression.

"You know, Interpol has always been very tough in front of gang members. If their people are killed, they usually take the toughest revenge. Why would they let the murderer go this time?"

This question made the middle-aged Chinese people smile slightly.

"General, you're over-thinking. In my opinion, things are actually very simple. It must be that Mizuno has brought out benefits that cannot be refused, so those interceptors will let go easily..."

Before he finished speaking, the indigenous sheriff next to him interrupted coldly: "As far as I know, things seem to be different from what Mr. Wang said. The local police officers involved in the operation said when introducing the situation that the Interpol officials were particularly polite to the Chinese murderer, and a white detective was beaten to death on the spot."

Then, he hesitated slightly: "It is said that the Chinese murderer cut the skull of a white detective with his flesh palm..."

Speaking of this, the Indigenous Sheriff shook his head and said, "I don't know if I should believe such absurd statement."

After hearing what he said, General Spender was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly.

The middle-aged Chinese couldn't help but pursed his lips, and a question on his face was as if you were teasing me.

"Sir, this kind of argument is not necessary to investigate. I can tell you that the idiotic police officers under your command are lying. In order to escape responsibility, they can even describe the Chinese as an evil dragon born from volcanic magma."

While speaking, General Spender waved his hand, his face full of contemptuous smile.

In his opinion, what he said just now was extremely ridiculous.

"But what if it is true? General?"

The native sheriff's face looked a little ugly and asked in discontently.

"If it is true, I will send the most warlike soldiers, drive tanks and use shells to blow the yellow monkey into minced meat. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

General Spender's face turned cold, and rays of fierce light flashed in his vicious eyes.

"Sir Sheriff, please remember that if it were not for the kindness of your uncle, you would not be qualified to sit opposite me and speak, and you would not even be qualified to approach this house."

Under the cold and cruel eyes, the native sheriff lowered his head and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, General, I'm rude."

Seeing that the other party gave in and admitted his mistake, General Spender restrained the evil spirit in his eyes.

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, there is no need to continue discussing this issue. I'll bring you two to me because I hope you can work together and give those Chinese a profound lesson at tomorrow's Mizuno tribute meeting."

"General, I will do my best to cooperate with the sheriff to complete the mission."

The middle-aged Chinese stood up and hurriedly made his statement.

"God of General, Watermen has also secretly trained a group of armed personnel over the years. It may be difficult for me to deal with the police officers under my command alone."

The native sheriff also stood up and said with a embarrassed expression.

"Don't worry, Mr. Sheriff, tomorrow I will draw a hundred brave soldiers from the barracks, carry all kinds of light and heavy weapons, and cooperate with your actions."

"Tomorrow I hope you can complete the task smoothly and show your might. Here, I wish you two to win and return in triumph."

General Spender stood up and held the wine glass on the coffee table in his hand.
Chapter completed!