"Oh, it's in that direction!"

Barreyer didn't care about gunfire. This kind of thing is very rare in China, but here, many, especially the other side of the strait, have been in war in recent decades. He has long been used to it. He pulled Shang Yang, because only one rope fell off and turned it effortlessly.

Go to the left.

Shang Yang could clearly see through the window several people covering their faces at the corner of the street, firing at the door of the building, and one of them was already lying down on the ground.

I don’t know if they had investigated the environment here before, but Shang Yang could see that the walls of the building were full of people and were fully armed. Judging from the posture, he had already made plans.

"Da da da..."

Another sound came.

"This is also starting!"

Bareye turned Shang Yang, his face was calm and he felt a sense of joking about watching the show, and he was sure to win.

Shang Yang was turned and looked at the other side. In comparison, the firepower here was even more powerful, and there were already heavy weapons that were rare in China. However, facing the regular team, he was still in terms of equipment and did not even have an advantage in number.

The people inside did not go out, they just held the position and used firepower to build an indestructible protective net.

People outside wanted to come in, but they couldn't get close to them for a long time.

"You're going to lose!"

Barreyer smiled again on his face and turned his head and said, "I think you can think about how to transmit the technology to me, how big is it? Let me reveal it in advance, I am worried that my equipment is not fast enough..."

Shang Yang's face was still dead looking out the window. It was not that he wanted to do this, but that his own strength could not support him to express more expressions. He wanted to shout and tell those outside that there were more people inside that had not taken action. Your best result was to run, but he had no strength.

"Kang Kang..."

"clatter"

In just three minutes of the battle outside, it was obvious that these people were beaten so hard that they dared not show up. It had nothing to do with timidity, but that the firepower was too dense, and going out would mean death in vain.

The fifth minute.

The people in the door finally began to attack actively, holding explosion-proof shields in their hands, and formed a team of ten people, divided into two teams, slowly approaching the left and right sides of the road.

Shang Yang closed his eyes, but the result was self-evident, and there was no need to see it.

"You lost!"

Barreyer stretched out his hand and said slowly: "Give me the skills..."

Shang Yang still closed his eyes and did not speak.

"Bang"

As if he was in the ward, Barreyer raised his fist again, slapped hard on his abdomen, and cursed: "You damn bitch, give me the skills, give me the skills quickly!"

Shang Yang's painful facial spasms, but it relaxed quickly, and the spasms also required strength.

"Very good, very good, it will be your nightmare tonight!"

Barreye was furious. To this day, he no longer wanted to kill Shang Yang. In other words, he knew that he would be strangled tomorrow, but now he just wanted to make him more fulfilled before he died...

Extend your hand.

"Get the tools..."

Then one person walked up, holding scissors in one hand and a whip in the other. The scissors cut off Shangyang's top and pants, leaving only the last layer in his body, and handed the whip to Bareye.

"hey-hey"

A perverted light flashed in Barreyer's eyes, and he raised his hand.

"Bang"

The whip accurately tugged Shang Yang on the back, and in the blink of an eye, a scar appeared, dripping blood.

The sound is harsh and shocking.

"Don't you say that?"

"You're still not right?"

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Another whip: "You humble Chinese, your mouth is very good. Today I will pry your mouth open, believe me!"

"Bang"

He raised his whip and kept whipping, just like Shang Yang played when he was a child. He used a whip to gyro tops. After more than a dozen strokes, his skin and flesh burst, and blood flowed down his body to his feet, and then fell to the ground drop by drop.

It's near the sea.

The night breeze blows across the sea and turns into a sea breeze. The little saltiness mixed in the sea breeze is as painful as a needle.

"If you don't give it, you won't give it!"

The bigger the Bareye became, the more angry he was. The faster and faster the whip speed. After five or six strokes, he was exhausted and panting: "Don't have fantasies. The Shang family has stood up for you, but here, I am the king and I am the master. They can't save you, there is only a dead end to you!"

"surrender!"

Shang Yang's body naturally hangs down. This feeling is unprecedented and drowsy. Unlike a severe blow to the head, he can no longer feel pain at the moment when the head is hit. But now he is drowsy in the sense of pain.

"Damn Chinese!"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bareye wanted to fight again.

"stop!"

At this moment, a voice came from beside him, very sharp and suspected of breaking the sound. He saw a woman dressed in black walking slowly over. Bella, she thought that Shang Yang must be tortured, but when she saw this, she still couldn't stop beating.

"What are you doing? Is it depends on your lover!"

Barreyer was even more angry and gasped violently. Even if Bella attended to testify today, she could not dispel her doubts. What happened to the mole on her leg?

Bella did not respond and walked to Shang Yang.

He said slowly: "Take the technology in hand over and you can survive!"

Shang Yang finally opened his eyes and looked at Bella who was so close to her. Her eyes were still so beautiful. The corners of her mouth were outlined with a very difficult curve. It was strange. He thought he was crazy because he was not thinking about hatred at this moment, but her figure was indeed very good, she looked like a fairy descending to earth, and could make people play the princes...

"I promise, give him the skills and you can survive!"

Bella said again.

"You bitch, you will be punished!" It was not Shang Yang who cursed, but Barreyer. At this moment, he actually saw that the two were circulating with each other and hooking up under his nose.

After saying that, he walked up and felt the urge to smoke with her.

"Get out!"

Bella howled, then raised her hand to grab the whip and snatched it without hesitation.

"Bang"

A whip hit Shang Yang.

"Give him the skills, you damn Chinese, give them to him!"

"Bang"

"Bang"

It's crazy, whipping continuously.

Barreyer was stunned, standing there motionless, his brain didn't realize what the picture in front of him meant? Bella was hitting him?

"Nothing happened between us, you idiot!"

Bella roared, "It's all him who lied to you and created a gap between us. Can't you see that?"

"I want to prove it, okay, I will give you a proof now!"

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

After whipping a few more times, Shang Yang's eyes were completely closed, and he finally felt no pain, but numbness, his whole body was numb and he had no sense of consciousness.

There is no word "bitter" here.

But the strategies around the world are almost the same.

Barreyer wondered, "Did you do it on purpose? Show me?"

"How could I commit myself to a Chinese? You have a brain

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"Is that?" Bella's eyes were filled with tears: "You wronged me. When you wait for the wedding night, I will think of you to prove everything!"

Bareye's heart was stinging heavily.

Panicked.

"Don't cry, don't cry, my goddess, I believe you, don't cry, it's all this damn guy who said it too much like the real one, I blame you for the wrong thing..."

His incoherent explanation.
To be continued...