Lao Zhao is a good panda who is enthusiastic about promoting the (panda) national culture. He has a good temper and can basically endure anything. Only the things that are exaggerated are very sensitive to the terms of monks, shadow sects, supreme gods, golden lotus, etc. If you dare to say that the above is not good, Lao Zhao will be very likely to get involved.

A group of FBI and CIA dressed as ordinary citizens were enjoying the fruits of their labor.

——Oh, there is no need for foreigners in our country. What is the matter of a group of Chinese people coming over? Now I like it the most when looking at dogs biting dogs - the voice of Amerigo nationalists.

What Li Wei saw was dressed up by several martial artists who led his team or disciples. To be honest, these people are regular martial artists, and Li Wei was really just a monk who became a monk. When he saw the powerful pirated copy, he felt a little moved.

"Everyone is..."

Li Wei thinks this is simply the legendary Hong Kong film.

Sure enough, the couple of supporting roles on the other side also said a lot.

"You are bullying the world and stealing fame! There are too many false calls and it's unscientific - we are all martial artists who have been practicing for many years? No one is as famous as you, and we really have come out of Shaolin Temple here. Do you have the qualification certificate? Do you dare to call yourself a monk? We have been shaved for many years? Besides, you must be a spy sent by the mainland! It must be yes, everyone, come and see, don't be with him-"

It's a little sad, but this is nothing to do. It's like some Christians who were unwilling to live in Eastern Europe lied to be Jewish in order to be able to go to the United States. After arriving in the United States, they were afraid of being deported, so they were more Jewish than Jewish people. They went to the Jewish church to recite scriptures every day, and in the end they really converted to Judaism.

After foreigners arrive in the United States, they must be more American than Americans to be recognized by the latter. Even if the first generation of Chinese really arrives in the United States, they are more older than Americans. They can speak Chinese and use chopsticks. If they go to the church every day, they may not be recognized.

Now Mr. Li has seen a few Chinese who are working hard in the Great America - but their methods are somewhat despicable. Do you have to say bad things about your own country to be recognized? Do you think too much?

"Old Zhao, what do you think?" Li Wei stopped thinking because he felt that he was thinking too much. He turned his head and asked Lao Zhao beside him.

"I think they have been exploited." Old Zhao, who turned into a handsome human, shook his head gently, feeling quite compassionate: "This is a group of pitiful people. We move them with emotion and reason. I hope they don't be obsessed with it - harmony is the most important thing, tolerance is the first, bury hatred and eliminate troubles."

Panda has a very good temper.

"What are you writing about? Shadow Sect? - What kind of shit is this? Why don't you pick it off now! Golden Lotus Sect? Cult? What is the Supreme God? Bah!"

Li Wei was originally staring at Lao Zhao's compassionate face, but there was really someone begging for death on the side.

Alas... children, you won’t die if you don’t die. Why don’t you understand such a simple truth? OK OK, Mr. Li knows that he doesn’t have to do anything at all.

Old Zhao's compassionate face was instantly set. At first, he thought he had heard it wrong. He turned around suddenly and found that a few guys like gangsters were touching and trying to pull off the flag he wrote.

Instantly, the anger was MAX, and the pupils were filled with blood, and the world turned over. Old Zhao jumped over and jumped over the crowd to a group of writers ten meters away, pronounced as a scumbag.

The speed was so fast that everyone felt that the figure flashed, and Lao Zhao appeared in front of him. Fortunately, there were many reporters from TV stations on the side taking pictures, and many people could barely see Lao Zhao's leap clearly.

"Hmph..." Old Zhao came to several martial artists who were about to tear the flag at the door with his hands behind his back, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. The monk stomped his feet as if he was light (heavy) and light (heavy), and the monk's true energy poured out in a very domineering and bullying way. Suddenly, several martial artists or disciples who had been practicing for a lifetime were all shocked several steps back.

This is a bit interesting.

Lao Zhao doesn't talk nonsense to these guys. Panda people's footwork is elegant and the concept of light skills is very strong! After all, it can make the fat and round creatures like a panda, which are as lively as ape, and of course the effect is extraordinary. Li Wei can easily kill a group of masters in the universal sense. Then Lao Zhao's appearance in person is basically no different from pinching persimmons. He pinched whatever he wanted. He was happy and pinched together, but he was unhappy and pinched one by one!

He kicked a group of boring people and others into the air, and then let gravity make the group of gangsters fall from a height of several meters. Old Zhao himself still looks like a master with his hands on his back. He shouted loudly in Chinese (he only knows this) and said, "I have dealt with Chinese, Japanese, Russian, American and even Chinese Americans! Most of them are noble and kind people! - You guys are not worthy of being Chinese and not worthy of being Americans! Humph, rootless and unruly scum!"

...No, no, you only met one Japanese and Russian, and you basically never had any conversations with Americans (except for drinking wine). You are obviously bragging, Lao Zhao.

However, under the rising sun, Lao Zhao, a shocking handsome guy, kicked away a dozen people who were looking for trouble with his even more shocking martial arts (Li Wei thought it was more than one kick).

Well, it's very good.

A wicked arc suddenly drew across the corner of Li Wei's mouth.
Chapter completed!