Chapter 741: If your country hasn't been wiped off the map, that is the greatest mercy of my Huaxia!

Chen Xun's suppressed emotions transformed directly into his fists; fist against fist, everyone nearby heard the sound of the air being torn.

That person retreated two steps, but the terrifying thing was that the moment he retreated due to the force of the impact, Chen Xun had already surged forward; this time, he didn't use a dagger, but instead struck flesh with every punch.

That person adjusted quickly, and then the two of them fought together again.

Zhang Qian stood guard behind Chen Xun, fearing that people from other countries would play dirty; after all, with Huaxia's position here, other countries would spare no means to destroy Chen Xun.

Just at this moment, "Why are you fighting?"

A cold, light voice came from behind Zhang Qian; Zhang Qian turned around and saw An Yinan standing there perfectly fine, with no injuries on her body and no signs of having been abused.

The heart that had been hanging in his chest was finally set at ease.

"The boss was worried about you; that group of people has foul mouths, isn't that what provoked the boss?" Zhang Qian shrugged his shoulders; he had been worried about both of them just a moment ago, but now he only needed to watch one.

An Yinan nodded, then leaned to one side, watching the two people fighting over there; she tossed the stone in her palm up and down, preventing anyone from playing dirty, her sharp eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.

Chen Xun pinned that person to the ground and rained punches down on him; the man covered his head, using his arms to block his vital areas, blood already spraying out; he wanted to find a point to counterattack, but there was no opening at all.

His companion walked up, but was blocked on the outside by Zhang Qian, "What? You can't get a hand in over there, so you want to play with me?"

Zhang Qian was smiling and laughing, looking like a soft person who was easy to bully.

If one ignored the sharp glint in his eyes.

Another battlefield opened up; some people who were trying to fish in troubled waters prepared to strike from behind, but...

When one person reached out, An Yinan's stone was thrown out without mercy, the immense force behind it not concealed in the slightest.

"Ah!"

A wail of agony, not coming from the two battlefields, but from the person who had wanted to launch a sneak attack.

An Yinan curled her lips, her back leaning against a tree trunk; before she came over, she had already checked the tree, and no one else was hiding there.

She was not accustomed to exposing her back to the outside.

"Behave, whoever makes a move, I'll chop off their hand."

She had a smile on her face, and the stone she was tossing up and down looked like she was just playing, but given the threatening tone, everyone present was no fool—who wouldn't understand?

"You from Huaxia, don't go too far!" A person from the Small Days stood out and pointed at An Yinan.

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

An Yinan tilted her head and looked into his eyes.

"That..."

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

"I just want to teach you how to be a human being!"

She pursed her lips, looking as if she were disappointed that he wouldn't improve, making that person from the Small Days itch with hatred.

This time, Huaxia really sent three troublesome guys.

"I was just kindly reminding you!" That person from the Small Days, despite his face turning red, still spoke with righteous indignation.

An Yinan laughed, the mockery on her face not concealed in the slightest.

"Did I give you face, damn it?"

"Kindness? Do you even have that thing? Talking about kindness with my Great Huaxia, a land of friendship? A weasel paying a New Year's call to a chicken—what kind of heart do you have? Don't you have any self-awareness?"

"Reminding! I'm reminding you to have some brains; what are you inciting here? What about national righteousness?"

"The lives of my Huaxia people slaughtered must be paid back; you Small Days must have your country destroyed, do you know that?"

An Yinan left the tree trunk, even though leaning her back against it would have given her enough sense of security.

But...

For every sentence she spoke, she took a step forward; for every sentence she spoke, she took a step forward, her eyes growing colder as she looked at the person from the Small Days.

By the time she finished speaking, she had already walked up to the person from the Small Days.

"I didn't hear you clearly... say it again for your auntie." An Yinan said with a smile.

A moment ago she looked like she wanted to kill someone, but now she looked like a harmless girl, full of smiles.

An Yinan like this made people fearful, made people afraid.

Over on Chen Xun's side, the fight had already ended.

That person had admitted defeat...

And apologized...

In this place, what the hell is an apology? What kind of ghost is that?

Chen Xun stepped back; apart from the sweat on his forehead, after that outburst of venting, his emotions had suddenly stabilized a bit.

If they don't submit, then beat them until they do!

This was Chen Xun's motto.

However, when Chen Xun and An Yinan stood together, that person from the Small Days suddenly felt his legs go weak, his eyes darting to the side, but the people from the United States acted as if they hadn't seen anything, and even Kaila didn't chime in.

To chime in at this time, wouldn't that be jumping into a pit oneself?

What did the national enmity and family hatred between the Small Days and Huaxia have to do with them, the United States? At this time, they certainly wouldn't get involved.

That person from the Small Days saw the attitude of the United States; what else was there to not understand?

He gritted his teeth tightly, but was helpless; when he looked at An Yinan, his eyes flickered a few times, "I was talking about this friend's matter."

An Yinan lightly curled her lips and took another step forward, while Chen Xun followed closely behind her, guarding her back so she could move forward with peace of mind.

"What I'm telling you about is the Southern Front massacre."

"What I'm telling you about is the Small Days invading my Huaxia and killing over thirty-five million of my compatriots."

"What I'm telling you about is one hundred and forty-five massacres and tens of millions of people."

"Did I, make, myself, clear?" An Yinan said, enunciating every word, stepping forward step by step, forcing the person from the Small Days to retreat step by step until his body was pressed against a large tree; cold sweat dripped down his forehead continuously, his whole person as if standing under high pressure, his mind a complete blank.

"Talking to me about kindness in Huaxia?"

"The fact that your countries haven't been wiped out is the greatest mercy of my Huaxia!"

A faint smile remained on An Yinan's lips as she raised her fist and smashed it directly into the tree trunk beside her, punching a hole the size of a fist into it.

And that hole was right next to the little Japanese man's ear.

The little Japanese man's pupils contracted rapidly, as if that fist had struck his own head; the muscles in his mouth and face were trembling.

"Behave yourself. This lady hasn't had enough fun yet. Did you make an appointment with the King of Hell? Why are you in such a rush to hit the road?"

An Yinan pulled her fist away from the tree trunk, stepped back, and then walked away step by step.

The scene was deathly silent; there were seventy-five people remaining, and the battle on Zhang Qian's side had long since stopped due to the commotion.

Everyone had watched everything that happened here, and for the various small and medium-sized countries, the word Huaxia had become an indelible mark.

The name Huaxia, just like the three people they saw, was indomitable; touch it and you die.

That giant fist-hole in the tree trunk was a warning to them.