Reborn in the 70s, the ascetic soldier dotes on him every night

Chen Xun's suppressed emotions turned directly into fists, and when his fists met his fists, the people around him could all hear the sound of breaking air.

The man took two steps back, but the moment he retreated due to the reaction force, the terrifying thing was that Chen Xun had already attacked him. This time, he did not use a dagger, but punched him hard.

The man adjusted quickly, and then the two men fought again.

Zhang Qian was protecting Chen Xun from behind, fearing that people from other countries would take drastic measures. After all, China was located here, and other countries would use any means to destroy Chen Xun.

At this time, "Why did the fight start?"

A light and cold voice came from behind Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian turned around and saw An Yinan standing there well, with no injuries on his body and no signs of abuse.

The worry that had been hanging in the air before finally settled down.

"The boss is worried about you. Those people are so mean. Isn't this making the boss angry?" Zhang Qian shrugged his shoulders. He had to worry about two people just now, but now he only needs to take care of one person.

An Yinan nodded, then leaned aside and watched the two people fighting over there. She tossed the stone in her hand up and down to prevent anyone from making a move. Her sharp eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

Chen Xun pushed the man to the ground and punched him again and again. The man held his head and used his arms to block important parts. Blood spurted out. He wanted to find a point to fight back, but there was nowhere.

His companion came forward, but was stopped outside by Zhang Qian. "What? You can't help over there, why don't you come and play with me?"

Zhang Qian was smiling, looking like a weak person who was easy to bully.

If you ignore the gleam in his eyes.

Another battlefield has opened up. Some people are trying to take advantage of the situation and are preparing to attack from behind, but...

When a person stretched out his hand, An Yinan threw the stone out mercilessly, with such tremendous force that there was no concealment at all.

"what!"

A wailing sound came not from the battlefields on either side, but from the person who wanted to launch a sneak attack.

An Yinan curled the corners of his lips and leaned his back against the tree trunk. Before she came over, he had already looked up the tree and did not hide from others.

She wasn't used to having her back exposed.

"Be good, I'll chop off the hand of whoever starts it."

She had a smile on her face, and was tossing the stones up and down as if she was playing. But her tone was threatening, and everyone present was not a fool. Who wouldn't understand?

"Chinese, don't go too far!" A common man stood up and pointed at An Yinan.

"He just wanted to stop the fight, why did you break his hand?!"

An Yinan tilted her head and looked into his eyes.

"That……"

"Why are you so ugly and yet so confident?"

"I just want to teach you how to be a good person!"

She pursed her lips, looking very disappointed in him, which made the person who lived such a simple life feel very angry.

This time China really sent three tough guys.

"I'm just reminding you kindly!" The man who was having a bad day, although his face was red, still spoke righteously.

An Yinan smiled, his face full of sarcasm, not concealed at all.

"Did I give you face?"

"Good intentions? Do you have that? Talking about good intentions with my great country of friendship, China? It's like a weasel wishing a happy new year to a chicken. What's your intention? Don't you have any sense at all?"

"Reminder! I remind you, use your brains, why are you inciting people here? Where is the national justice?"

"Give back the lives of those who massacred my Chinese nation, and you will have to destroy your country to live your life, do you understand?"

An Yinan left the tree trunk. Even if she leaned her back against it, she would feel safe enough.

but……

Every time she spoke, she took a step forward. Every time she spoke, she took a step forward. Her eyes became colder when she looked at people who were living a simple life.

When she finished speaking, she had already walked in front of the person living there.

"I didn't hear it clearly...please say it again to me." An Yinan said with a smile.

She looked like she wanted to kill someone just now, but now she looks like a harmless girl with a smile on her face.

Such an An Yinan is frightening and terrifying.

On Chen Xun's side, the battle has ended.

That person admitted defeat...

And apologized...

What the hell is the point of apologizing in this place?

Chen Xun took a step back. Apart from the sweat on his forehead, his emotions suddenly stabilized a little after venting all the depression he had been feeling for the past few days.

If you don't accept it, then beat me to accept it!

This is Chen Xun’s purpose.

However, when Chen Xun and An Yinan stood together, the man who lived a happy life suddenly felt weak in the legs and kept looking to the side, but the American people seemed not to see it, and even Kayla did not say a word.

If you speak up at this time, aren't you just jumping into a pit?

What does the daily life and the national hatred and family feud of China have to do with the United States? They will not get involved at this time.

For those who live a simple life, what is there not to understand when seeing the attitude of the United States?

He clenched his teeth tightly, but he was helpless. When he looked at An Yinan, his eyes flickered a few times, "I'm talking about this friend."

An Yinan raised the corners of her lips slightly and took another step forward, while Chen Xun followed closely behind her, protecting her back so that she could move forward with confidence.

"What I'm telling you is, the Southern Massacre."

"What I'm telling you is that Xiao Ri invaded China and killed more than 35 million of my compatriots."

"I'm telling you, one hundred and forty-five massacres and tens of thousands of people."

"Have I made it clear?" An Yinan spoke word by word, step by step forward, forcing the people who were living a simple life to retreat step by step until their body was pressed against the big tree. Cold sweat kept dripping down his forehead, and he felt like he was standing under high pressure, with his mind blank.

"Talking about mercy to me, China?"

"The fact that you have not been destroyed is the greatest mercy of China!"

There was a slight smile on the corner of An Yinan's lips. She raised her fist and smashed it directly on the tree trunk next to her. A hole was made in the tree trunk, a hole as big as a fist.

And that hole is right next to Xiao Rizi's ear.

Xiao Ri's pupils contracted rapidly, as if the fist had hit him on the head, and the corners of his mouth and facial muscles were trembling.

"Be good, I haven't had enough fun yet. Have you made an appointment with the King of Hell? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

An Yinan's fist left the tree trunk, and he took a step back, then walked away step by step.

The scene was silent. There were only seventy-five people left. The battle on Zhang Qian's side had already stopped because of the current commotion.

Everyone is watching everything here. For all the small and medium-sized countries, the word "China" has become an indelible mark.

The name of China, just like the three people we saw, is unstoppable and anyone who touches it will die.

The huge fist-sized hole on the tree trunk was a warning to them.