Chapter 2611 My Motherland (Twelve Updates)

“Bang!”

Xue Yifeng made a gesture, and the door closed with a loud bang.

The tables and chairs on both sides of the aisle quickly moved sideways, revealing a wide area that highlighted Zhao Dongfeng.

Zhao Dongfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Ye Tianlong, if you dare to touch me, I will make you regret it."

"I don't have the identity of a national police officer, but I am still an advisor to the US military and the pride of the West. If you humiliate me, you are challenging the entire West."

He warned Ye Tianlong fiercely: "The Delta Force will never let you go."

"You are right..."

Ye Tianlong stopped and pulled a chair to sit down: "You are a dog of the US military. Beating you really dirty my hands."

"The best way to deal with a dog is to fight a dog with a dog."

"Dog bites dog..."

Ye Tianlong's smile was very mean, and then he looked at the group of Japanese national police: "Zhao Dongfeng is committing crimes, I order you to arrest him."

Zhao Dongfeng's face changed drastically and roared: "Ye Tianlong, you can't be so shameless."

Zhao Chenchen was also very angry: "Ye Tianlong, you are too despicable."

Several Zhao's diehards hurried over and took a defensive posture to protect Zhao Dongfeng.

Ye Tianlong waved his finger lightly, and the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect raised their crossbows, pointing the arrows at dozens of Japanese police officers.

As long as Ye Tianlong gave an order, the crossbows would mercilessly pierce through the bodies of the Japanese police officers.

A burly Japanese police officer roared, "Patrol Captain Ye, you can't do this."

"Puff!"

A crossbow arrow shot out and pierced his thigh directly, causing him to howl and fall to his knees with a plop.

His face was pale and blood was flowing.

He was in pain and angry, but he didn't dare to shout again.

Ye Feifei and Liu Xiaoshi were in a trance. Ye Tianlong at this moment was completely different from when he was in the bar. All his gentleness turned into iron blood.

Ye Tianlong took a cup of tea and said lightly, "I don't have a good impression of Japanese people. Don't provoke my patience."

"For the last time, take down Zhao Dongfeng."

Dozens of Japanese police officers looked ugly, their fists clenched, and they were very ashamed, but there was more helplessness in their eyes. Everyone could feel Ye Tianlong's murderous intent.

No matter how dissatisfied they were, no matter how much they protested to the headquarters afterwards, at this moment, they had no choice.

"Are you going to disobey the order?"

Ye Tianlong's face darkened: "Catch him!"

"Kill!"

Dozens of Japanese police looked at each other and surrounded Zhao Dongfeng.

Five diehard Zhaos shouted, "Mr. Zhao, hurry up, we'll deal with them."

Zhao Dongfeng no longer had the initial composure. He hurriedly retreated while shouting at the Japanese police:

"Assholes, you shouldn't be afraid of him, you should fight him to the death."

"You can't surrender like this!"

"For freedom and dignity, we should die standing, not live on our knees."

"I am your old minister, I cultivated you, and you are treasonous if you attack me."

Zhao Dongfeng also smiled playfully, "Ye Tianlong, I said, this time the horse spear will definitely stab you."

Although the Japanese police looked embarrassed, the screams of the companions who were shot and Ye Tianlong's identity were like two mountains pressing down on them...

"Old Minister, I'm sorry!"

A square-faced police gritted his teeth, roared and rushed up, and the rest of his companions also surrounded him.

The five diehard Zhaos also screamed strangely, and inexplicably and tragically tried to block the torrent of national police.

Zhao Dongfeng was furious and hated Ye Tianlong to the core, but there was no other way at this moment. He could only use his best skills to get out of here as soon as possible...

The besieged Japanese police kicked Zhao's loyalists away and rushed towards Zhao Dongfeng with great momentum.

"Puff!"

Two similar sounds were connected in a line, which seemed particularly long and creepy.

The two Japanese police who wanted to entangle Zhao Dongfeng almost covered their faces and retreated at the same time. Scarlet blood flowed out from the gaps between their fingers and spilled on the floor.

There was endless pain on their faces. It turned out that Zhao Dongfeng was so angry that he punched them in the face with both fists.

Zhao Dongfeng roared: "Get out!"

A Japanese police officer was holding a chair and tried to block Zhao Dongfeng who was retreating to the door, but before he could smash it, his eyes suddenly blurred.

The chair in his hand disappeared.

Then, he felt a great force hitting his waist and fell directly. Zhao Dongfeng grabbed the chair and knocked him over. It happened in an instant.

"Ah——"

Ye Feifei and the others screamed and dared not move against the wall. The gunshots had frightened them, and now they were even more panicked.

Suddenly, a national police officer moved his feet, his palm flashed, and there was a wine bottle on his right hand.

He smashed it on Zhao Dongfeng's head.

Zhao Dongfeng moved his feet and barely avoided the opponent's attack, then twisted his waist, and with his strong hands, he elbowed his opponent's chest.

"Bang——"

The attacking national police officer fell to the ground with a muffled groan, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth...

Although Zhao Dongfeng was fierce, he was besieged by dozens of people, and he was a well-trained Japanese national police officer, so he soon seemed powerless.

When he knocked down more than 20 opponents, his knee was kicked and he staggered to the ground.

"Ah——"

Before he could get up, the injured Japanese national police officer on the ground hugged his thigh and locked it with all his strength.

Seeing this, the other Japanese police quickly piled up on top of each other and soon pinned Zhao Dongfeng down, making him unable to get up and struggle.

Zhao Dongfeng was furious: "Assholes, you assholes, you are all ungrateful, ungrateful."

The Japanese police ignored his shouting, took out the handcuffs and handcuffed Zhao Dongfeng quickly, then took him to Ye Tianlong and threw him on the ground.

Zhao Dongfeng was in a state of embarrassment at the moment. Not only was his military uniform torn and his shoes had fallen off, his straight hair was also in disarray, and he was also injured.

Ye Tianlong smiled lightly, approached Zhao Dongfeng, looked at him with contempt, and pointed his finger at Zhao Dongfeng's shoulder: "I'm asking you now, do you accept it?"

"Ye Tianlong!"

Zhao Dongfeng was extremely angry: "You villain, you force us to kill each other, what kind of ability do you have? Do you think it's glorious?"

"Remember you said that in this world, there is no such thing as meanness, only winners and losers."

Ye Tianlong sighed leisurely: "Why, are you talking to me about benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trustworthiness now?"

"I tell you, I am the son of the United States, I am an advisor to the US military, and I am a historical celebrity."

Zhao Dongfeng said sternly: "If you dare to hurt me, the entire West will not let you go."

Although he is in a mess now, Zhao Dongfeng believes that Ye Tianlong dare not do anything to him, and as long as the United States knows, he will definitely save him.

At this time, Mo Zuige came over and said, "Young Master Ye, the US Consulate knows about this and is following the official people to rush here."

"They will arrive in about ten minutes."

She was a little anxious. Once the consulate intervened, Zhao Dongfeng would be able to get away.

"Hahaha——"

When Zhao Chenchen was overjoyed and a turnaround occurred, Zhao Dongfeng also laughed: "Ye Tianlong, did you hear that? The people from the consulate came to save me."

"No one can humiliate me, and no one can judge me."

Zhao Dongfeng was extremely proud: "I, Zhao Dongfeng, cannot be bullied by you Chinese people."

"Although I fell today, it does not mean that I have failed."

"I, Zhao Dongfeng, am born to be unyielding. Where I fell, I will stand up from there."

"Ye Tianlong, I will definitely come to you again."

"Then let's see what you can do to take my move!"

"I will remember all of you. I will repay you tenfold and a hundredfold for the humiliation I suffered today."

Zhao Dongfeng was like a cock with high morale.

Ye Tianlong did not speak, nor did he respond to Mo Zuige. He just smiled faintly, made a gesture, and then leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

As Ye Tianlong's gesture fell, Xie Zuiyi, who was sitting on a high chair, adjusted his chair, and then sang softly to the microphone:

"A big river with wide waves, the wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both sides, and my home is on the shore..."

"In order to open up a new world, the sleeping mountains were awakened, and the river changed its appearance. This is the beautiful motherland, where I grew up."

"Friends come with good wine, if the jackal comes, there are hunting rifles to welcome it. This is the heroic motherland, where I grew up..."

The theme song of Shangganling, "My Motherland".

This song made Zhao Dongfeng's heart tremble, as if he had returned to that battlefield. He had heard this battlefield song more than once on the 39th line that year.

Although there was only the first half of the song at that time, Zhao Dongfeng still practiced it very familiarly.

He also used this song to bring himself closer to the Chinese soldiers, and then raided them without warning, and then shot and killed them one by one.

Zhao Dongfeng couldn't help but freeze when he heard this song again after so many years.

Just then, Chen Yaoyang walked in front of him and pointed a gun at his forehead.

"Bang!"

Zhao Dongfeng's head exploded.

"This is the heroic motherland, where I grew up..."