As soon as Zhang Yiping heard that he had lost his temper, he had been training for just one month. How can the so-called gentleman’s demeanor be suppressed?
Zhang Yiping was furious, clenched his fist at Bill and punched him and scolded, "I’ll turn you into a pig first if I tell you to scold a pig!" "
Bang! Punch Bill in the face and roll the tall Englishman a few times! Keep screaming in your mouth
When Qing Yue saw the horse pouncing on Zhang Yiping, he cried, "No, Mr. Zhang, it will lead to a diplomatic accident!"
Zhang Yiping scolded, "Fuck your mother’s diplomatic accident. Let’s get the Brits together first!"
However, Qingyue clung to Zhang Yiping’s leg tightly, which hindered Zhang Yiping’s action. By the time he got rid of Qingyue’s entanglement, British soldiers nearby had already pointed their rifles at Zhang Yiping.
Bill got up from the ground and howled and ordered the soldiers to tie Zhang Yiping to a stake.
Qing Yueqian intervened, "Mr. Bill, Mr. Zhang is from our embassy. Please let him go."
At this time, the car was an antique-the Frenchman said a few words to the British soldiers next to him, and the British soldiers put it in Bill’s ear again.
Bill sneered, "Sir, this man is not from your embassy, but you called a car halfway. Now I suspect that he is an escaped migrant worker’s office. I have disposed of him and he must be burned to death." Now you can go, sir! "
Are there any migrant workers wearing designer suits in this world? Are there any migrant workers who can speak French and English in this world? Are there such handsome migrant workers?
Bill forced Zhang Yiping into the ranks of migrant workers with one purpose, that is, to execute Zhang Yiping, because he had the power to execute a migrant worker.
"Damn this Bill!" Zhang Yiping thought.
Green more so nai took one look at Zhang Yiping from a distance and left in an old car.
Thousands of people in the square were taken out to work all day, and they didn’t return to the camp to take a shower and wash clothes until it was dark. After a busy time, they quickly fell asleep.
After about two o’clock in the evening, Zhang Yiping, who had been hanging his head, suddenly looked up and looked around. It was dark and the British soldiers guarding it were all outside the palisade fence
Zhang Yiping suddenly had a blade in his hand and carefully cut the rope that tied him.
Before entering the university, Zhang Yiping was an active noncommissioned officer in the field army. Although he was not a special soldier, he had to learn these life-saving tricks without teachers teaching him.
When the British soldier pointed his gun at him, Zhang Yiping had already predicted what would happen next. Most likely, he was tied to a stake like the rebels and died in the sun.
At that time, he put a blade in his sleeve.
Blades are legal for people like him. It is necessary to prepare things from time to time to own sharp weapons.
Zhang Yiping cut the rope and moved in situ before he bent down and walked outside.
Suddenly, the man next to the stake shouted, "Brother, help us!" "
Zhang Yiping went to the stake and untied the rope of the man, and then untied the rope of four others.
Five men, led by Zhang Yiping, bent down to dive to the gate in the dark, and two British soldiers were walking back and forth at the gate.
Zhang Yiping turned back and whispered, "I’m going to kill these two sentries. Which one of you dares to follow me?"
There was a silence behind him and a rough breath, but no one promised.
Zhang Yiping gently shouted, "Don’t any of them have eggs?"
The voice that told him to untie the rope just now replied, "I’ll go!"
During the day, Zhang Yiping also saw the man who tied the stake next to him, but he was only about seventeen years old. The young man was very thin when he was exposed to the sun, just like a man. Zhang Yiping worried that he would break the thick neck of the British and thought, "Forget it, I’ll go alone."
Then a buzz came from behind. "I’ll go with you!" " Voice down a tall shadow climbed to the side of Zhang Yiping.
By the dim light at the gate, Zhang Yiping saw a big black face with a pair of very shiny eyes.
The man asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you want to kill the British and rebel?"
Zhang Yiping said in a low voice, "I don’t care if I rebel or not. Anyway, whoever wants me to die will let him die first!"
"The British will let us go after hanging us for two days. They need us to work for him!"
Zhang Yiping said, "I heard from that bill that this time they want us to bask in the sun alive, starve to death and die of thirst!"
Then denounced "don’t be repetitive! If you have no eggs, go back to the stake and hang yourself. Don’t bother the old man. Anyway, I will never let him go! " Zhang Yiping snapped.
Bill actually wanted to kill him, but also used inhuman means to sunburn, thirst and starve him.
Who gave him the strength to treat me like this? It is difficult for Zhang Yiping to calm his anger when he thinks about it.
Fuck being a gentleman! Whoever wants you dead, I’ll let him die first
"Kill Bill!" This is the only thought in his mind.