Look at Lin Yu's loose and lazy appearance.

The middle-aged man was even more angry.

I just planned to give Lin Yu a little color.

A voice full of anger came to my ears.

"A man surnamed Wang, who became Spender's dog and brought some native soldiers to him. Do you think you will be able to eat our Water Gate today?"

I saw Mr. Li's expression was gloomy, his eyebrows were hanging upside down, and he stared at the middle-aged man.

The eyes seemed to choose someone and devour it.

The first one to bear the series of names mentioned by the middle-aged man before was him - Li Zhao.

Although the other people named were mixed, they were not all standing with him.

But these people have one thing in common.

That is, their attitude towards the indigenous people was exactly the same and very tough.

He is also the most gritty hawkish Chinese in the Nanyang local government.

It seems that the natives are planning to do something big this time.

If you want to take advantage of the rare Water Gate figures, you will eliminate all the main force in confronting the local government forces - the hawks Water Gate people.

Leave behind those weak and bullied moderates, and boneless dogs.

Then, they can continue to ride on the Chinese and act as a blessing.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to everyone.

"Old guy, don't toast and not eat it. If you are punished for wine, you will be unhonest. Your family and friends will be affected."

After saying this, the short and fat middle-aged man shouted loudly: "People who are not on the list should stand on the other side quickly. The soldiers outside will rush in later, be careful to suffer together."

As soon as this statement came out, there was a stir in the crowd.

Those who were not on the list ran to the other side of the hall, fearing to be implicated.

What is heartbreaking is that the ones who took the lead in running over were actually the big guys of Water Gate.

However, the rich local Chinese businessmen were full of hesitation and most of them were still standing there.

Seeing this, Mr. Li couldn't help but shout: "Everyone, listen to me, this is clearly a strategy for the differentiation and attack of the indigenous people. Don't be fooled. Only when we Chinese unite can we fight against those cruel indigenous people. Otherwise, today is us, and tomorrow it will be your turn."

"Today is me, tomorrow is you. Are we Chinese willing to be the lambs to be slaughtered? As long as we are united, we may not be able to compete with the natives with the strength of male and female. We must not fall into the traitor's plan."

Helplessly, no matter how he dissuaded, those people still avoided it.

Few people can deal with the threat of death calmly.

It’s not that they don’t know the consequences of doing so, they just take a chance.

It's like an ostrich who is in danger, rather burying his head in the sand than facing the enemy.

Seeing this, Lu Zhenghao also stood up and shouted loudly: "All the Shuimen children stand here for us. What's the point of being afraid of? At worst, I can fight with them and let those natives taste our power."

"Minimen children, even if they die, they will die standing and never live on their knees!"

"I would rather die in battle than live!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples of the Water Sect outside shouted.

"I would rather die in battle than live!"

The slogans that stirred people's hearts were filled with enthusiasm and were full of fighting spirit.

But the big guys in the hall turned their eyes to it and pretended to be deaf.

It seemed that I could not hear the loud shouts echoing in my ears.

In their eyes, death standing is also the word "death". Is there any difference?

As the saying goes, it is better to live without dying.

They would rather live on their knees than stand up straight and face death.

"There are faults and the debts are the masters. We are not on the list. Can we release all of us now?"

"Old Li, we can't control what you want, but don't implicate the innocent. I have an 80-year-old mother and a minor child. We can't let us die together."

Those big guys in the Water Gate were clamoring loudly, for fear of implicating themselves.

Many people even came to the side of the short and fat middle-aged man and begged humbly, hoping that the other party could let the indigenous soldiers outside dodge a passage and let them go first.

However, this request was flatly rejected by the short and fat middle-aged man.

Only in times of suffering can we see the good and evil of human nature.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Li sighed to the sky.

Tears flashed in the old eyes.

"Haha, Zhongyi Watermen, unparalleled, haha, you wastes are worthy of the word Zhongyi?"

The dry and harsh laughter suddenly rang out.

A deepest despair appeared on Mr. Li’s face.

Is such a water gate and such compatriots worthy of their own efforts to maintain?

Recall that Lin Yu said it was right before.

Today's Water Gate is already rotten and is not worth nostalgic about.

It is time to reform the old and restore the new world and form a new water gate.

"Brothers, come with me without fear of death, create the Water Gate again, fight to the death, and let the native monkeys outside see the bloody nature of my Yanhuang man."

Old Li raised his arms and shouted, encouraging everyone.

As soon as he finished speaking, a big boss from Minato sneered.

"Old Li, it's all over now, so don't talk big. Just because of the broken guns in your hands, you don't even have the qualifications to fight with others. Because everyone is a disciple of the Water Gate, you should just go with Boss Wang honestly and don't let us suffer as well."

After hearing what he said, the big boss of the Water Gate next to him also agreed.

"Yes, Mr. Li, no matter what, don't implicate everyone, okay? Be honest and follow Boss Wang out. If you exchange fire, what if we accidentally hurt us."

As the conversation was getting worse and worse.

Although these people's words are unpleasant, they also point out their biggest weakness now.

Because the incident happened suddenly, they were not prepared at all, just wearing simple pistols, and on average, each person did not have more than twenty bullets.

Once fire was exchanged with the indigenous soldiers outside, in this case, there was no room for resistance.

"Old guy, surrender obediently. The machine guns and cannons outside are all mounted. If you really fight, you guys are not enough to even get stuck in your teeth."

The short and fat middle-aged man looked arrogant and his tone was full of contempt.

At this moment, Mr. Li was in a dilemma.

Turning back and looking at his confidant behind him.

Each of them had a gaze of brilliance, showing a courage that was not afraid of life and death.

These men are all orphans after the massacre twenty years ago.

Everyone has a deep blood hatred with the indigenous monkeys.

Should I take them to fight a mortal battle?

No, this can never be done.

These orphans who grew up are the sparks of resistance by Chinese people.

Absolutely, sacrifice is unnecessary.

Just as he was hesitating, there was a sound of neat footsteps outside.

Hearing the sound, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to the door.

I saw more than 20 indigenous soldiers, holding submachine guns, lined up in a row, walking step by step.

The muzzle was flat, aimed at the front of him, hooked his index finger on the trigger, and was ready to fire at any time.

Although there are only a dozen people, they are all extremely fierce and have a strong murderous aura on them.

The children of the Watermen who were guarding the door couldn't help but retreat continuously under the pressure of the severe aura.

Although those disciples of the Water Sect are not afraid of death, they are just the courage of ordinary men.

Compared with the approaching indigenous soldiers, there is obviously a lack of baptism of iron and blood.

If the fire really starts, these twenty indigenous soldiers alone will be enough to slaughter all the children of the Water Gate at the door.

Aside from the difference in the number of weapons and equipment and personnel, even with the same equipment and the same number of people, the children of Watermen are definitely not opponents of these indigenous warriors.

This is the difference between regular army and gang members.

One is well-trained, the other is just a mob.

On the battlefield, the courage to not fear life and death is not the key factor that determines success or failure.

When these indigenous soldiers approached the doorstep, they suddenly stopped.

The officer in the lead scanned back and forth among the crowd opposite him with fierce and violent eyes.

Soon, he locked in the target.

"You are talking about you, the yellow monkey, come here right away."

The officer spoke a little awkward in Chinese.

He raised his hand and pointed at Lin Yu in the middle of the door.

"You yellow-skinned monkey, you dare to kill our tribe members on our territory. Today you are dead."
Chapter completed!