Chapter 98 The Whites and the Yellows
Below the deck, there were also a large number of Indians watching the conflict.
They communicated in Hindi.
"This man dares to provoke the British, and he is simply a tragic death."
"Yes, the British are the best people. They can kill us without taking any responsibility. We must not mess with the British."
"British is the most powerful country in the world, and the British are the highest race in the world!" These Indians did not feel inferior at all when discussing these.
Since ancient times, China has been focusing on kings, princes, generals and ministers, so it is better to have a seed. If the ruling class above you is overly exploited, I will turn you back. A real man should do this.
However, in India, the ruling class will not want to rebel even if they exploit it too much. Instead, they fantasize about suffering in this life and living a good life in the next life. Buddhism and Hinduism are actually both of this concept. Only in India can this concept be born.
Moreover, there is also a caste system in India. It is a high caste, which is a higher class, and it is a low caste, which is a untouchable.
Surviving in this environment, the mind has long changed like this.
"However, this person is from China, not from us Indians. I heard that there was a god man who defeated the coalition forces of the Eight Western Kingdoms. The Chinese people may be higher than our Indians." An Indian said.
"The Eight Western States will be defeated? Haha, that's just because they are too far away from China, and their interests are too small, so they don't invest much of their interests in it. No matter how powerful the god of China is, it is impossible for them to be the opponent of the British Empire, the Empire of the Sun. The Chinese are still at a disadvantage when facing the British, and are at a lower level."
"If you don't believe it, just be optimistic. This Chinese man has angered the British adults and will be killed by the British adults soon."
...
On the deck.
More than thirty British men, holding guns, aimed at He Xuan.
He Xuan stood in it, extremely calm.
One of the more than thirty British men shouted coldly: "Boy, you are just a yellow man who dares to mess with us. You are really a tragic person. This is your biggest mistake. Then, go to hell."
He Xuan couldn't help laughing and reminded him in fluent English: "I'll just say one thing, it's too late for you to put down your gun now. Otherwise, if you point the gun at me, I won't be polite and will kill you."
These more than 30 British men, listening to He Xuan's words, laughed: "What did he say? Will he kill us?"
"Stop kidding. He wants to kill more than thirty of us?"
"What kind of killing he used? He didn't even have a gun. Could it be that he used the oriental sword he carries? That thing can only kill **."
"Haha, this guy is so stupid. He actually wants to kill us."
"No wonder people live in a wild and backward country. They probably don't even recognize anything about guns. They thought we had no weapons and pointed at him with an iron block. Of course, people dare to magnify like this."
The British people laughed loudly, and they felt as if they were watching a barbarian from a savage and backward country.
"Please solve him, the game time is over."
"That's right, solve him." The British led by the leader sneered: "My name is Newton. When you go to hell, you must remember this name."
Newton!
This name...good!
It’s not the powerful man who has shown his power in the three theorems of mechanics.
No, the powerful man in history has long died.
Then it is the same name and surname.
Bang!
Newton fired!
The bullet rushed directly to He Xuan.
If there are a lot of guns on the other side, He Xuan will use the hard-press method. However, when the opponent does not have too many bullets, He Xuan does not even need to use the hard-press method. He will directly accelerate and the shuttle will avoid this bullet.
Then, a quick rush came to Newton.
brush!
A sword shot out.
Newton's head fell directly from his neck.
Newton's eyes were still wide open, as if he couldn't believe he was dead like this now!
And this moment is quite exciting for other British people.
Their people were actually killed by this Chinese barbarian again.
Moreover, the most important thing is that the speed of the Chinese barbarians is so fast!
This...is so fast that it's a bit abnormal.
Could it be a master of martial arts?
In this era, there are also some martial arts practitioners who are indeed much more powerful than ordinary people.
For example, in history, when the Eight-Nation Alliance rushed into the capital, he dared to fight against the soldiers of the Eight-Nation Alliance alone with bare hands. Finally, he was surrounded by soldiers of the Eight-Nation Alliance of soldiers of the Eight-Nation Alliance, and more than ten guns were fired at the same time, and he was shot and killed.
They also found something was wrong, so at this moment, everyone almost started shooting. More than 30 people and more than 30 bullets were all fired at He Xuan.
No matter how powerful a martial arts practitioner is, he will die if he encounters so many bullets.
but!
What surprised these British soldiers!
I saw He Xuan's figure almost as if it was about to be a afterimage!
Halaxyx!
The bullets attacked from all angles.
However, it all fell into nothing.
How is that possible?
These are more than 30 people and more than 30 guns!
Moreover, it is shot from different angles.
To avoid so many guns and so many bullets, just at speed, how fast should it be?
This is simply...so fast not like a human!
Is this a little scary, right?
shuttle!
He Xuan became faster and naturally would not be polite. He moved to a British man, and the sword in his hand was crossed and the British man fell down with his neck.
The second one!
Then, his body moved again and went to another place. The sword in his hand stabbed out again like a dagger. With a shuttle, he stabbed a sword on the neck of an Englishman.
The third one.
Next is the fourth and fifth.
There were British people who died constantly at the hands of He Xuan.
Of course, all the British people who were killed were guns.
The British who were still alive were almost scared crazy. What's going on? This person's speed was too fast. He was like a ghost, terrible! They shot with guns and wanted to shoot He Xuan. Unfortunately, their bullets were getting fewer and fewer bullets, and at most they shot He Xuan's afterimage.
There are still British people who keep falling down and being killed.
How to fight this?
It's simply unplayable!
Chapter completed!