Volume 2 Chapter 128 Red Eyes
"What's with the 'little'?!?" Liang Jing heard the other person's words, and in an instant, he was as if blocked by an impenetrable city wall, his body stiffening, a chilling howl like from the ninth underworld issuing from his dragon-like mouth.
A chill ran through Liang Jing's body, filling the hall with an eerie atmosphere. The air in the hall seemed to be sucked out instantly, making it hard for people to breathe. They could even hear their hearts pounding violently, boom, boom, boom!
Looking at Gong Zheng's indifferent expression, it seemed as if he had nothing to do with himself. In the grand hall of dozens of people, only a few people showed anger on their faces, but there was no sign of it. In their hearts, they wondered if this little rascal was scolding only one person?
Chinaman! That's a derogatory term used by Xiao Rb to insult the Huaxia people!
Liang Jing's eyes were hot and red!
Liáng Jìng was trained by his grandfather since he was a child, and naturally he was also influenced by this old soldier. He had never had good feelings towards the Japanese, and even harbored deep hatred for them, because his grandfather, who was his grandfather's comrade-in-arms, was killed by the Japanese on the battlefield.
But compared with hatred for little Japan, I hate Han traitors even more! One is a direct enemy, the other is a person who betrays their ancestors, nation and country.
Is this Gong Zhengwei willing to abandon even his sense of national belonging and disregard the country and its people just to deal with himself?
What's the difference between this and a traitor running dog? It's even more vicious, at least everything he has now is given by the country and its people; they provide for him to eat and live, but in return he bites the hand that feeds him.
Liáng Jìng doesn't understand how someone without national honor and dignity, who doesn't put the country's people in their heart, can reach such a high position. Isn't there a need for assessment?
How can such people be public servants?
How can we serve the people?
How many people are backing him up, and how much power does he have to be so arrogant in front of the leaders of various major forces in this apocalyptic world on the land of China? Perhaps everyone has forgotten about hatred now.
In Liang Jing's mind, it should be like a small mouse guessing the New Year, but somehow it turned into a reversal of roles. Without any reason, Liang Jing felt sad; perhaps they thought that this little thing was only talking about themselves, excluding themselves and having nothing to do with them.
What a national tragedy!
No wonder there were so many traitors and running dogs during the War of Resistance against Japan!
"Don't you have any shame or blush? You can deal with me without a problem, but do you think the other person's words just now, 'Chinese pig', were only directed at me? No, even if you want to deny it now and cover your ears, that is also an insult to me, to you, and to all Chinese people." Liang Jing's normally calm and composed voice changed, becoming very agitated, and she spoke more rapidly.
"You, you're too disappointing. You can find anyone to deal with me, but what's wrong is that the other party's insults to the country and nation didn't get any reaction from you, not even a bit of concern." As he spoke, Liang Jing's gaze towards Gong Zhengde changed from indifference to extreme coldness.
He got angry!
After saying so much, Liang Jing is not asking for sympathy from others or to gang up on these little rascals together. He just wants to vent his dissatisfaction and the indignation in his heart.
Exposed to Liang Jing's stark and icy gaze, he felt as if some terrifying beast was pouncing on him. With a loud "Ah!", Gong Zheng involuntarily stood up, causing the chair behind him to crash to the ground.
"Despicable! As expected, you're destined to be a traitor and a running dog!" Liang Jing cursed under her breath, her eyes full of contempt.
"Ah! I'm like this! What's wrong? You can't do anything to me, I'm still the team leader, representing the country and justice!" Gong Zhengwei completely lost his mind. With great difficulty, he stood up with the support of Bei Gong Xiaogui, feeling that he had thoroughly lost face, his dignity was gone, and he might even be ruined.
He didn't even bother to ask his personal bodyguard, Gao Yaotai, how he hadn't come to help him up. He no longer had the Gatling gun to harm Liang Jing, and he was also afraid of being killed by Liang Jing's steel balls at any time. Now, there were only these RB people around him to rely on, it was a thorough desperation, his whole person was frantic and didn't care about the expressions of others in the scene.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Little Turtle, kill him for me, I'll give you anything you want, just kill this devil!" Gong Zhengwei was in a sorry state, seemingly forgetting the pain of his wounds, standing beside Beipiao Xiaogui and staring fixedly at Liang Jing, shouting loudly.
"Hai! Gong Jun, rest assured, in front of our great RB nation, this Chinese pig is dead!" Beigong Xiaogui's face lit up with joy, despite feeling infinite contempt for this high-ranking Huaxia official who could be so shameless, but on the surface he was still extremely respectful.
"Your East Asian husband is dead." Beigong Xiaogui's face was filled with murderous intent as he gazed at Liang Jing, making a covert hand gesture.
"Looking for death!"
Li Jinghong narrowed her eyes, looking at Beigong Xiaogui's supposedly very stealthy gestures, and the red dots nearby began to move closer to herself. Under the dim candlelight, among the human shadows, she couldn't even spot their figures.
Perhaps this is Xiaorou's stolen Huaxia qigong, which she has modified and calls ninjutsu?
In an instant, a fierce anger surged up in his heart!
From a young age, Liang Jing grew up listening to his grandfather's stories about the invasion of China. He heard about the Nanjing Massacre and Unit 731, but he was more interested in military stories. He listened to tales of soldiers fighting for their country, wearing straw hats and carrying big knives, wearing single-layer clothing and short pants, and rushing to the front lines with their lives on the line. He especially enjoyed hearing about the "dying flag" of the Sichuan Army, which said: "Wipe away blood when wounded, wrap up the body when dead."
Listening to the Chinese Expeditionary Army, 100,000 students and soldiers, wearing straw sandals out of the door, defeated and fled to the wilderness; listening to the entire regiment of 600 people, only 6 people survived to return home, listening to that pile of data, he felt resentful that he was not born in that era.
How many parents wept for the sacrifice of their sons, how many wives were miserable for the death of their husbands, how many children lost the care of their fathers, how many families were broken, and how many human tragedies!
Everything nowadays is earned by the hot-blooded men who risk their lives, in Liang Jing's heart they are forever the most lovable people!
This may be why he slaughtered those private soldiers so brutally before. He felt they had desecrated the sacred in his heart!
And all of this was caused by Xiao Rong, these invaders. Liang Jing was furious, with a rage he had never felt before, not even when Liu Zhi Xiong died did he show much emotional change, but now Liang Jing was truly enraged!
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!――
A sword light suddenly appeared out of thin air, rushing towards Liang Jing. The warrior's sword carried a sharp and deadly aura, threatening to strike Liang Jing at any moment.
Ah!
The people in the hall were all startled, and Liang Jing suddenly appeared with a deliberate thud. Now these people wrapped in black night-traveling clothes made no sound at all, only when they approached to attack did the knife light appear, and they reacted.
How scary!
These people suddenly appeared here without realizing it themselves, launching an attack. If the opponent was attacking them, that would be fine, but they couldn't help feeling terrified in their hearts. The more unknown and incomprehensible something is, the scarier it feels!
At this time, they had just scolded out 'Chinese pigs' and although their hearts felt a little uncomfortable, they didn't dare to speak out loudly and felt extremely wise, secretly congratulating themselves; these Japanese people are really too formidable, it's better not to provoke them, everything else is fake, only one's own life and property are real.
Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door and doesn't care about the frost on others' roofs.
Five knives suddenly appeared out of thin air, bringing a swooshing sound as they instantly chopped down!
One sword hacked down towards Liang Jing's back of the head, as if to chop off half of his skull.
One sword sliced out from Liang Jing's left side, striking towards the gap between his helmet and armor.
Two blades, one in front and one behind, hacked towards Liang Jing's chest and back, as if they knew that Liang Jing's armor was rigid, not holding back at all, nor caring whether their powerful hacking would chop through to the people on the other side of Liang Jing's body.
The last one appeared in front of Liang Jing, rushing towards the lower part at an extremely fast speed. The huge force would likely cause damage to the vital parts even if the defensive equipment was excellent.
Liang Jing suddenly fell into grave danger!
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