If you dare to steal my life, I will show you my madness.

Western red wine usually only contains about 20 ml of wine, and it pays attention to elegant taste.

But Ye Ruoan's sauce has a completely different flavor.

The 550 ml mineral water bottles are filled to the brim and fit tightly, with a purity of up to 75%. After consuming a whole bottle, the person who drinks it for the first time will probably go to see God on the spot.

Besides, this was Ye Ruoan's own drink, so there was no guarantee that nothing was left behind.

She had just drank the toast from Chase Weir generously. If Chase Weir didn't drink from her, it meant that he was worse than a little girl.

If you drink, life or death will be uncertain; if you don't drink, your face will be ruined.

Chase Weir was suddenly in a dilemma.

Everyone's eyes were glaring, wondering how he would respond.

In a corner, Baek Shan and Park Ji Shin had their legs crossed, enjoying the farce.

They were on the same front as Chase Weir. Seeing that the situation was stalemate and they had not gained much benefit, they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"That stinky girl is notoriously difficult to deal with. We have to go and rescue her."

Park Ji-shin hates Chinese people the most, and he shouts internationally every day that Kimchi Country originated from China and is one of the tributary countries of China.

Ah!

In this world where strength is respected, China is poor and backward and has no qualifications to be their mother country.

Those who know better should shut up and hand over their inherited culture to the Kimchi Country.

"When the stars, Troy and Honeysuckle are dealt with, I want that stinky girl." Park Zhixin has thought of thousands of ways to torture Ye Ruo'an to death.

Bai Shan knew his thoughts very well and said with a smile: "One of us will play the bad guy and the other will play the red face. We will proceed as planned. When it is done, it will be as you wish."

Park Ji-shin was dubious.

Bai Shan is also a Chinese he doesn't like. If it didn't bring huge benefits, he wouldn't even look at it.

But for now, let's join forces to deal with the three major organizations first.

Park Ji-shin combed her shiny hair and raised her eyebrows proudly.

"Chinese women are most obsessed with the Oppa from our Kimchi country. I rush to show her my beauty in my prime. I really give her an advantage!"

After saying that, he moved his neck, put on the aloof temperament of a Korean drama hegemonic hero, and rushed over there boldly.

A trace of contempt flashed through Bai Shan's heart.

Arrogant kimchi countrymen, I will use you as a stepping stone first.

If it has no use value in the future, just throw it into the sea and feed it to the sharks to avoid being an eyesore.

He lowered his eyes to block his full of calculations.

Sipping the red wine, he appeared to be aloof from the incident, but in fact, his attention was completely following Park Ji Shin.

He is waiting for the most suitable time to appear.

Pu Zhixin didn't know what Bai Shan was thinking, and he was thinking about how to embarrass Ye Ruoan.

Seeing an exquisite little cake on the passing table, he smiled sinisterly, picked one at random, and put some white powder into it.

"Lonicera, you are going too far!" Park Ji-shin shouted loudly.

The onlookers took the initiative to make way for him.

Park Zhixin threw the small cake at Ye Ruoan angrily.

Ye Ruoan is Xue, a master of traditional Chinese medicine. He can identify the substances in the small cake in almost a second.

It is a high-intensity intoxicating drug that can only be solved by communicating at a negative distance, otherwise the blood will spurt and the body will explode and die.

As expected of a kimchi countryman, his methods are so mean!

She curved her lips and smiled, then magically took out the rechargeable hair dryer from her backpack and pressed the button.

Call ~

Huhuhu~

The wind speed of the hair dryer was unusually high, and the cake and powder were blown away, covering Park Ji Shin's entire face.

The powerful powder was naturally absorbed into his body along with his breathing.

Park Zhixin was shocked and screamed like a groundhog: "Ahhh! Ye Ruo'an, you took our room first, and now you humiliate me in public, I, I'm going to kill you!"

Quietly taking out the knife, he pretended to be furious and rushed towards Ye Ruoan.

Zhi Jian stands in the very back area and is easily overlooked.

When Park Zhixin started to act, Ye Ruoan, Yan Yan and others quickly turned sideways. He carried the 2-meter-long straw and stepped forward, with the shining silver tip pointed directly at Park Zhixin's throat.

At that moment, the air seemed to be still.

The melon-eaters were so stunned that they forgot to react.

Park Ji-shin stopped in time and froze on the spot, with a look of disbelief on his face.

What the hell!

Lonicera and these people are sick, they actually brought sharp weapons to the dance.

Is this for dancing?

Do not!

They are here to fight!

It’s a hair dryer and a spear, what kind of hidden scare is there?

Everyone stood on tiptoes and looked carefully.

Tianlulu! There were not many people coming to Lonicera tonight, about 6 or 7, and everyone brought a big black backpack.

It's hard to imagine what's inside.

Clang clang clang!

The backstage staff sensed the strange atmosphere and quickly changed the music to an exciting and positive one.

"Get up! People who don't want to be slaves have cast our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall. The Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous moment..."

Qin Yan had lost all his martial arts skills. He knew that tonight was a Hongmen banquet, so he didn't come over to hold him back.

However, he didn't just stay at the base camp.

After Ye Ruoan and others set off, he used hacking technology to invade the banquet hall's system so that reinforcements could be provided at any time.

This song "March of the Volunteers" is his masterpiece.

Overflowing with positive energy, it can both exorcise demons and disgust these people.

To this day, Chinese people all over the world sing the national anthem every Spring Festival.

And when evacuating overseas Chinese, they sang the national anthem to distinguish the Chinese, Kimchi and Sakura people.

Therefore, when the melody of the song came out, everyone at the scene immediately recognized that it was the national anthem of China, and their expressions were wonderful.

The 24 colors of China are performed in turn, which can no longer be described in words.

On the other hand, Ye Ruo'an covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, and said something rude: "Mr. Chas, I didn't expect you to like our songs so much. I really love you."

Chase Weir smiled so hard that his face froze, and he simply returned to his elegance.

"Miss Ye, thank you very much."

Before he finished speaking, someone forced a mineral water bottle into his hand.

The little girl's eyebrows were crescent, and she felt quite excited about meeting an old friend in a foreign country.

"Such a deep friendship that I can't express, come on, come on! Don't say anything anymore, it's all in the wine! If you don't drink, you are looking down on me, Ye Ruo'an!"

When it comes to this, Chase Weir is really riding a tiger.

He cast a pleading look at Park Ji-shin.

After Park Ji-shin wiped the cream from his face, all he wanted to do was go down and take the antidote. Seeing this, he stepped forward and roughly swept away the scent of mineral spring sauce.

"Ye Ruo'an, who do you think you are? You dare to act wild here! I'm warning you, take your people and make room quickly, otherwise I want you to be better... Uh-huh!"

Zhi Jian raised his spear and broke his arms, one on the left and the other on the right.

Da Dao unscrewed the cap of the bottle, opened his mouth, and poured a whole bottle of soy sauce into it.

Yan Yan frowned and complained unhappily: "It's such a waste to give good things to this kind of garbage!"

Park Ji-shin: "..."

Chas Weir: "..."

Onlookers: "..."

What the hell!

Is this still a human being?

Not only did he torture the opponent violently, but he also engaged in verbal insults.

Don’t stop until you piss people off!