If they spoke in a better tone, Feng Lin might just have laughed.

After all, there are still many Chinese people who are very friendly.

But this is a personal attack on himself, of course he can't get used to the other party.

"Feng Lin, what do you mean?"

Ai Lian asked strangely, as an ancient martial artist, he really didn't know about these ordinary people.

"It's easy to understand. He feels ashamed of his background, and he is embarrassed to say it. He thinks that white people have a high status."

Feng Lin smiled and put his arms around Ai Lian's shoulders, "So, I don't want to be with us."

"So there are still people who hate their compatriots and think others are noble?"

Ellen couldn't help but laugh.

The faces of the man and woman sitting opposite were a little ugly.

"You may not understand this kind of thing, do you know? On the Internet abroad, all kinds of people who smear Huaxia, but the most are these two dogs."

Feng Lin looked at Ai Lian, "Actually, they are also pitiful."

"Why?"

Ellen asked in confusion.

"They have always slandered Huaxia in order to show their loyalty to their master, but they can never change their oriental appearance."

"Because of slander, foreigners hated China, and they became the target of attack."

"After being beaten, they didn't dare to blame and beat their murderer. Instead, they blamed Huaxia, saying that it was because Huaxia angered those people that they were beaten."

Feng Lin smiled again and again, "These people are also very pitiful, they are lowly pitiful worms."

"Haha! Is this self-inflicted?"

Ai Lian smiled and looked at the two of them, "This is too servile. Even though she was beaten, she wondered if she did something wrong and provoke others."

"Stinky boy! Who are you making fun of?"

The opposite Huang Mao stood up suddenly, pointed at Feng Lin and shouted.

This time, he spoke Chinese.

"I'm satirizing China's Ergouzi, aren't you American?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"I am an American, more noble than you Chinese, what's wrong?"

Huang Mao scolded angrily.

"Oh! Fight! The Huaxia people are fighting infighting."

"Haha! Let's have a showdown between men!"

...

Several foreign men sitting in the car said with a smile.

Some of them were whistling.

The yellow hair in front of him immediately turned his head and said in English, "I'm an American!"

"Dude, do you think I'm blind? Don't you look Asian?"

A fat blond man with a beard smiled and said, "I have also heard Chinese, you are a Chinese from Asia."

"I have American citizenship!"

Huang Mao reminded.

"Oh, that's the Chinese who took the American nationality." The bearded man said with a smile.

Then, the few white people sitting all laughed.

Ai Lian also couldn't help laughing, and leaned her head on Feng Lin's shoulder, "Feng Lin, you are really right."

"Damn girl! You are looking for death!"

This yellow-haired man with an ugly face stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards Ellen.

Because Feng Lin's words really went straight to the sore spot.

Just as he was about to start, the car suddenly braked.

The yellow hair in front of him didn't stand still, and he knelt down with a plop.

The long-haired woman sitting beside him hurriedly helped him up.

Several people here are all looking out of the car through the window.

Several people with weapons and masks on their backs stopped in front of the road.

The co-pilot immediately got out of the car and went out to negotiate with those people.

Feng Lin's expression didn't change. This kind of local armament is indeed very common.

However, most are for the money.

boom!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Those who went to negotiate fell to the ground.

More than a dozen people over there came over with weapons and surrounded the car.

Seeing this, the faces of the people sitting in the car sank.

The bearded man was trembling with fright just now, and hurriedly asked, "Driver, what happened?"

"I do not know either!"

The driver was also a little flustered.

At this time, a masked man opened the car door and pointed the gun at several people in the car.

Everyone in the car turned pale with fright and trembled.

"You... who are you? What are you going to do?"

A white woman said tremblingly.

"Give it all down to me, or I'll kill you all!"

The masked man glanced at several people in the car.

"Don't shoot!"

The people here are all scared to pee, they are here to travel.

Never thought that such a thing could happen.

The two people sitting opposite Feng Lin were too frightened to breathe.

Very obedient to get off.

"Feng Lin, what should I do?" Ellen asked in a low voice.

"It should be local extremists."

Feng Lin understands this. Generally speaking, as long as you give money, you can say anything.

But there are individual organizations that not only loot everything on their bodies.

Even taking women away.

This is not Huaxia, there are cameras in many places.

Not to mention they were wearing face masks and it was almost impossible to catch them.

Feng Lin and the others all got off the station in a row.

Several women were sobbing, and many of them grew so big that it was the first time they were pointed at by guns.

"Brother! I have something important to tell you."

Feng Lin took a general look and found a middle-aged man over there with a cigarette.

He was also wearing a mask, but only had a regular pistol on him.

Should be the boss here.

Feng Lin walked over with a smile, and Ai Lian followed behind Feng Lin.

"stop!"

There is a person here, pointing a gun at Feng Lin's head.

"Let him come over."

The middle-aged man with a cigarette beckoned to Feng Lin.

Feng Lin walked over with a smile and whispered, "I don't care what you want to do, it's best not to provoke me."

"Hey! Do you know who you're talking to?"

The middle-aged man grinned and said, "My old nest has been destroyed recently, and now I am very short of money. The general toll is too low. If I can't afford it, I will use a woman to pay for it."

"Brother, maybe you don't know what I do."

Feng Lin took out an earphone from his body.

He pointed into the earphone and said in Chinese: "Ai Lian, help me destroy the car in front of me."

Ai Lian rolled her eyes and bullied others for not knowing Chinese.

However, even if he could understand it, he didn't understand the reasoning behind it.

Ai Lian suddenly released Qi Jin.

Boom!

The car over there exploded in an instant, sending out billowing smoke.

Several armed men in the distance quickly scattered around, looking for bunkers.

As for the middle-aged man in front of Feng Lin, he trembled and asked, "What did you just... say?"

"I said, just destroy the car in front of me."

Feng Lin explained in English. He put away his headphones and pointed to the sky, "There are three drones on it."

Hearing this, the pupils of the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly shrank.

This is especially the case with the army.

They are just a small local organization, with a total of more than 30 people.

Provoking these people is simply courting death.

No wonder this young man is so calm.

"Don't worry, our goal is not you, you want money, I want to complete the task, do not interfere with each other, there is no need to fight."

Feng Lin smiled and spread his hands.

"That's right, brother, you are from China, and I didn't intend to rob you."

The middle-aged man smiled and hugged Feng Lin's shoulders.

He was also afraid, so he deliberately stood with Feng Lin.

In this way, the drone will not attack.

Several people returned here, Feng Lin pointed at the black driver, "Dude, take me to the park."

The middle-aged man smiled and said with a cigarette in his mouth: "Go, they are from China, we will not rob Chinese."

Seeing the figure of Feng Lin leaving.

The previous Huang Mao took a deep breath and said loudly, "I'm from China too!"