Several young men stared at Gao Ge with their eyes, as if they wanted to beat Gao Ge up.

But the scene of Gao Ge beating those foreigners before is still vivid in my mind. Even if they have the will, they don’t have the courage.

Gao Ge was a little upset when they saw it and said casually: "Look, you, mother?"

Several young people were stunned, but their brains didn't react. After understanding Gao Ge's bulk English, they were furious.

"What's wrong with you? You open your mouth and say swear words?"

Yue Xincheng sneered and said, "What, do you have any objections? If you have any objections, you will beat us up."

"Okay, Haozi, stop arguing with them. The scholar met a soldier and couldn't explain it clearly." A black straight girl snorted coldly and said, "These people, except for fighting more powerfully, probably have nothing else. We are not people from the same world as them."

The young man named Haozai was criticized by Yue Xincheng for a moment. He felt a little guilty, but his friends were all there. If he retreated at this time, he would be a little embarrassed. The black-straight girl gave him a step.

"Yes, yes, Xiuyu, you are right. These people are all at the bottom of society in our China."

Then, the young men went to support the foreigners and said something apologetically.

Gao Ge glanced at Meng Jing and asked with a smile: "What are they talking about?"

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

"Nonsense, even if they are scolding us, we know how they scolded us, right?" Gao Ge said with a sip of smoothie.

Huolong and Yue Xincheng also had a gloomy face.

Meng Jing coughed and began to interpret Gao Ge and the others.

First of all, the young man named Haozai bowed to those foreigners.

"I'm sorry sirs, I want to apologize to you on behalf of my compatriots, but I hope you believe that we Chinese are not all like this."

"Yes, sirs, those people, even in our China, are all scum!"

"Hey, gentlemen, I asked them to apologize to you, but they refused! My God, even we can hardly believe why there are such inferior people in China!"

Those foreigners beat Gao Ge before and felt a little scared, but now there are a few more Chinese people in front of them. They nodded and bowed to him, and their original fear disappeared instantly, replaced by anger.

They sat back on the chair, and the man who had run over to talk to Meng Jing before was scolding, "You Chinese are really too much! I just said a few words, and he actually fisted at me! Is this the country of etiquette you often call?"

"Sir, please calm down. He cannot represent all of us Chinese. Even in the Bald Eagle Kingdom, there will be some unreasonable people, right?"

"Yes, sir, don't talk about you anymore. Even we look down on them very much!"

Although Gao Ge couldn't understand their words, he saw two girls among the young men standing on the left and right of a foreigner, and massaging his shoulders.

And that foreigner was the first one to be beaten by Gao Ge before.

"Sir, don't be angry." Hei Changzhi, who was speaking, was the one named Xiuyu. "Please forgive me and forgive that Luther, they are jealous of you."

Gao Ge's face turned dark when he heard this.

"Bastard!" Fire Dragon was so angry that he was very angry. As a member of the Dragon Pavilion, he often had to deal with some foreign forces, but he never felt that those foreign forces were so great. If they were in the field of immortal cultivators, China was definitely the best. Even in other aspects, after years of unremitting pursuit, China has already stood at the peak of the world. Even when facing the Bald Eagle Kingdom, it can be completely unlucky.

Although the Chinese immortal cultivation world has not had too many conflicts with those foreign forces so far, some small frictions are still indispensable. As long as there is friction, it will definitely kill people.

Every year, dozens of people in Longge die in this kind of friction, but they never regret anything, because they clearly know that their death is also to safeguard China's status in the world and the dignity of the country.

But now...

But the Fire Dragon felt a little sad.

His hand holding the water cup was trembling slightly, and his eyes turned red.

He was a little confused about why so many Chinese people were fighting hard outside to build strong national confidence and allow China to gain respect from others.

But when they turned around, some Chinese people knelt under the feet of foreigners and licked their toes.

What's even more annoying is.

These people actually think that others are maggots?

"To be honest, this is nothing." Gao Ge lit a cigarette and said, "In the past, there was a classmate in our class who had good family conditions and had also been abroad. When he came back, he told me that we Chinese were very vulgar. Look at the Westerners, they all don't like money. They all regard money as dirt. They are all people with noble sentiments. Although I had never been abroad at that time, I think he was talking to me."

The Fire Dragon sighed.

"I'll throw them out." Yue Xincheng said tentatively.

Gao Ge did not stop him, and Yue Xincheng was overjoyed and thought to himself that he had found an opportunity to show his strength.

Seeing Yue Xincheng walking towards them, the people were suddenly panicked.

Especially those foreigners who were beaten by Gao Ge, their faces turned blue.

"What do you want to do?" The girl named Xiuyu rushed out, spread her arms and blocked her front, stared at Yue Xincheng with her eyes, and cursed, "Are you finished? We finally let foreign friends change their views on China. Do you still want to discredit our Chinese image?"

Yue Xincheng couldn't help laughing when he looked at the girl in front of him.

"You have changed their views on us Chinese? Yes, although I hate you very much, I think your words are really right. Look at the way you lick your dogs, these foreign friends you mentioned must think that we Chinese are stupid and treat them as fathers. They want to accept the title. Once again, they think that we Chinese are still easy to bully, right?"

"You..." Xiu Yu was about to speak, but Yue Xincheng slapped her in the face with a cold eye.

"If you want others to respect yourself and respect China, you never lie on the ground and kowtow and beg for it. You fucked it with blood and fists! Tell me, what is the country of etiquette?"

"I tell you! When you punch someone down, then pull him up and pat him in the face, this is called the country of etiquette!"

"If you lie on the ground and kowtow to others a few times, that's not a country of etiquette!"

"I am a great country, how can you guys be representatives?"

"Bang!"

Another punch, smashed it down.
Chapter completed!