Chapter 772: But... You Are Definitely Trash!

"Ba Tie, you must trust your comrade-in-arms!"

Zhang Qian looked around, his sharp eyes scanning the people in the vicinity.

People from the Little Days, people from Kimchi, people from the Yi Country...

Every single one of them had a gleam of excitement in their eyes; the people before them were from Huaxia, and the time to slaughter the pigs had arrived!

"Huaxia, trash!" A man slowly extended his thumb toward Zhang Qian, and then just like that, he fell over!

Humiliation!

Utter humiliation!

Ba Tie looked at Zhang Qian with some worry, fearing he would lose his composure, but when he saw the calm expression on his face, he felt it was incredible.

Huaxia...

Ever since he had come into contact with them, it had always been synonymous with arrogance; he had never seen them yield to anyone.

This person had already humiliated him like this, yet Zhang Qian had actually endured it?

Indeed, he had endured it!

Getting hot-headed? That was in the face of absolute strength; right now, he needed to stall for time.

When his peripheral vision swept over and caught a gesture, his tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and the person who had just been tense loosened up a bit more.

"Haha, has he gone stupid?"

"Huaxia people are just trash; he's not even angry after being mocked like this."

"And they call themselves beasts? I think they're just pigs, pigs waiting to be slaughtered!"

A group of people laughed loudly, while others looked around vigilantly; Zhang Qian's reaction was very abnormal. Looking at the Ba Tie person beside him, that was the emotion a normal person should have.

Just as these people hadn't figured out where the problem lay, a voice as beautiful as an oriole suddenly rang out.

"Move!"

A single word was all it took to sound the horn for the counterattack.

Zhang Qian raised his firearm and then took two steps back; his finger on the trigger did not hesitate in the slightest.

Over there, An Yinan joined the battlefield like a ghost; her movement technique was light, carrying her own rhythm.

If one were to say An Yinan was light, then Chen Xun was heavy; like a king of beasts, he charged directly into the weak group. Two daggers were gripped in his hands, and every attack was paving the way for the next.

"No! How is this possible?"

The person leading the team suddenly spoke!

How could Chen Xun and An Yinan be here? Had they not already gone to repent before God?

And...

Hadn't Chen Xun's arm had the bullet removed? Why was the hand holding the dagger so agile now?

"A conspiracy, you filthy Huaxia people!"

That person's complexion changed abruptly; they had fallen into a trap. Everything was a trap set by the Huaxia people, those cunning Huaxia people!

"Filthy?"

An Yinan seemed to have heard some kind of joke. She was tossing a pebble up and down in her hand. Many people who wanted to escape were either visited by the pebble in her hand or by Zhang Qian's bullets; in any case...

The main point was, no one was getting away!

Just when everyone thought An Yinan was going to retort, they didn't expect that woman to actually curl the corners of her lips and smile, "I like that word."

"Also..."

"Don't use the word 'trash' so carelessly!"

"After all..."

"I don't know if the United States is trash, but... you are definitely trash!"

As the words fell, the Surgical Knife between her fingers sliced directly across his carotid artery.

"For the insult to my Huaxia, let it be cleansed with your blood."

"What is said... is not important."

"As long as you can bear the consequences, that is enough."

The corners of her lips remained smiling, making it impossible to read her true emotions, but those who knew her knew she was angry!

That smile without warmth, that coldness in her eyes—each and every detail represented her mood, especially her merciless strikes. Every time she struck, she either took a life or stopped someone from escaping.

The battle continued...

Ba Tie even felt that he hadn't really participated; the battlefield over there was already finished.

The dagger in Chen Xun's hand was still dripping blood, but An Yinan's fingers were clean and white, without a single trace of blood. The Surgical Knife was as thin as a cicada's wing; before the carotid artery could even react, a life had already been plundered!

"You've come." Although Zhang Qian smiled, he looked somewhat disheveled.

An Yinan tugged at the corner of her mouth, "My estimation was wrong!"

If something had happened to Zhang Qian here, she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life!

Zhang Qian walked to An Yinan's side, reached out his arm, and hugged her shoulder, "Nan Nan, you must know, our goal is not to stay alive, but for the Huaxia national flag to fly over the Flag Field of the Gun King Special Training. Don't you think that among those colorful colors, the red is the only one missing?"

They were soldiers; their lives were so insignificant compared to the honor and reputation of the country.

And...

Nan Nan's layout had been perfect; they had over-fulfilled the interception mission, and because of their dispersed actions, some people from the United States and Eagle Country had acted early and let down their guard.

4 against many; the four of them had won.