The best foodies in history

Chapter 227

"You can't abuse prisoners, I protest, I want human rights!"

Vettel's sudden sentence in standard Chinese stunned everyone. Han Zheng slammed his mouth and slapped him with a big ear!

"Snapped!"

Han Zheng laughed angrily at this guy, and slapped the guy's mouth crookedly, the two signature front teeth flew away, and blood flowed down the corner of Vatel's mouth.

"International conventions that captives also have human rights, I want to see your superiors, and I want to sue you for mistreating captives!"

With his two front teeth dropped, Vettel spoke leaking Chinese, but it sounded special, "Hanging on the training ground, starve him for a day before speaking!"

"Instructor, this is not good! After all, we have regulations not to abuse prisoners!" Chen Jian looked embarrassed. Han Zheng could do whatever he wanted, but as the vice-captain, he couldn't violate the principle.

Han Zheng gave me a so-called smile, "Don't worry, I'm not a soldier. I have the final say here, and I'll be responsible for all the consequences! Forget it, you guys go take a shower and eat, and leave the goods to me."

In fact, in the hearts of all the special operations team members, they very much agree with Han Zheng's decision, but as a soldier, sticking to their duties is the first priority. Since Han Zheng, an awesome instructor, is responsible, the team members have no doubts in their hearts. What a burden! "

Before going to eat, every team member kicked Vettel, and Han Zheng carried him to the training ground and hung him on the only poplar tree.

Vettel, who was headed down, stared at a pair of angry eyes. The anger in his eyes could almost burn Han Zheng to death, but Han Zheng didn't care about these things. His mental power had already locked the barracks somewhere outside.

"It's really dangerous! I didn't expect there to be such a powerful existence in a wild bear mercenary group!"

Han Zheng felt terrified for a while, and then smiled at Vettel, who was running the train with his mouth full: "I have always had a question that I don't quite understand. Why have all of you mercenary groups studied our country's language? You said this one by one. Slip, if I didn't look at your ugly face, I would have thought you were a purebred Chinese."

"What do you know? If you don't master Chinese in this year, how can you come out and mess around?"

During the speech, Vettel's mouth was full of blood and froth, and he gave Han Zheng's question a complete idiot look.

Han Zheng had no interest in a role like Vettel, so he punched him directly in the stomach, causing the guy to roll his eyes and pass out from pain.

Coldness flickered in his eyes, Han Zheng walked with his hands behind his back, holding a teapot in his hands as if taking a walk, while tasting the soul-purifying Huangquan tea, his movements seemed to be slow, but every step he took, a distance of two or three meters was crossed.

After leaving the barracks, Han Zheng’s figure was pulled out by a shadow under the moonlight, and he walked to the open space 300 meters away from the barracks. He looked up at the continuous Kunlun Mountains in the distance. There was peace.

Before just now, he had thought that after these few days, after the transformation of the special forces, he had the absolute strength to protect the peace of the border, but just now he realized that his thinking was a little naive.

Not to mention anything else, just three people hiding 50 meters away from Han Zheng can cause heavy damage to the current special forces team, and Han Zheng has to pay attention to the energy fluctuations emitted by these three people themselves.

Fortunately, these three people did not attack the Special Forces team on the way, otherwise Han Zheng would really regret it, and even if he killed all three of them, the loss of the Special Forces team would not be recovered.

"I really admire the minds of the three of you. They didn't rely on the strong to bully the weak. They shot at our team members. Now that you're here, let's show up and see them!"

Han Zheng took a sip of Huangquan tea, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and focused his eyes on the three burly and tall figures slowly walking out of the darkness.

"The three brothers admire your strength. We came here today just to see what kind of strong man can cultivate such an outstanding fighter!"

As the three of them revealed their faces under the moonlight, Han Zheng also saw clearly that the speaker was the brown-haired foreigner in the middle, and the men on both sides of him were also brown-haired. It can be seen that the three of them are three brothers.

"The three of you broke into our territory without authorization, which has already violated the majesty of China. China has always pursued the concept of peace. The two beast mercenary groups who invaded our border for no reason these two times were also driven by you. ?”

While speaking, Han Zheng had already stepped towards the three foreign men. The leading man in the middle of the other party also became cautious when he saw Han Zheng approaching step by step.

"Respected Eastern powerhouse, we did not intend to offend. The invasion you mentioned is just a routine action of the people below. There must be groups in this world that are doing damage everywhere. This is called a way to support and promote human self-improvement."

Han Zheng just responded with a faint smile to the other party's remarks, "There is something worthy of approval in what you said, but we Huaxia don't need your help in this way, I just want to say a word to you , from now on, let your people not show up on our border, otherwise, there is only one end, and that is death!"

"Since the three of us dare to come, there is no reason to be afraid. Orientals, you talk too much. Do you think you will be the enemy of the three of us?"

The foreign man with the silver earring on the ear on the left chuckled mockingly. From his words, Han Zheng could tell that the three of them had come prepared today, and their target was obviously not the Special Forces but themselves.

Han Zheng drank the Huangquan tea in the teapot in one gulp, put the teapot back in his mind, and stretched out his right hand to point his fingers at the clamoring foreign man.

"You guys with high self-esteem just need to be beaten up. If you get beaten up, you will learn how to pretend to be a grandson!"

As soon as the words fell from his mouth, Han Zheng's body shot out in a thunderous manner, and his attack was a special attack with the Seventh Form of Thunder, and the target was the man named Xiaoxiao.

"Second brother be careful!"

When Han Zheng didn't agree with each other, he shot, and the speed was too fast. After a few days of running-in, Han Zheng had completely integrated the lightning power into the Thunder Seventh Form, and his shot was as fast as lightning.

"puff!"

In an instant, Han Zheng's sword finger pierced through the man's shoulder, blood splashed, and the man standing on the left opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe that the other party injured himself as soon as he made a move!

"You actually injured the great Antonio, this is impossible, how could my body of steel be injured!"

At the same time that Han Zheng withdrew his sword finger, the other two men also made a move. The palms of their hands instantly enlarged, and the brown hair covered the entire arm like steel needles. In the blink of an eye, the palms mutated into huge wolf claws. The sharp black nails shone in the moonlight.

Antonio's elder brother and second elder brother stood beside Han Zheng, raised their gleaming wolf claws to pat Han Zheng's shoulders, and Han Zheng, who was caught in the middle, turned up his mouth, showing a wild horse splitting his mane!
"Pfft, puff"

Two sounds like piercing tofu rang clearly in the ears of the four of them, and Han Zheng's separated sword fingers pierced through the powerful wolf claws that the two of them slapped down!
Grinning his teeth, "I'm sorry, the wolf's paw and the wolf's paw hit a nail!" Han Zheng lightning withdrew his sword fingers and stood under the moonlight. His seemingly gentle smile seemed to be the call of the devil in the eyes of Brother Anthony.

(End of this chapter)