Long Spear Bro was deathly pale from blood loss, muttering to himself:

"You've crossed the border! How dare you enter our country's territory? How could you come across? How dare you cross the border..."

Wang Zheng, on the other hand, remained very calm.

"Aren't you some damned Lion King's subordinates? You're not even human anymore, what right do you have to say this is your country's territory?"

Wang Zheng has always been baffled by what these people are thinking. What era is this?

Why do they think a so-called border can stop a powerful awakened one?

Perhaps they were led to believe that our country's soldiers were too rule-abiding and too easy to bully?

Regardless of what others think, Wang Zheng doesn't believe he should put up with this nonsense.

It's a pity that I'm not capable enough right now. Once I've transcended the mortal realm, I'll have to teach these countries that border China and aren't exactly honest a lesson, so they don't take me too seriously.

"Impossible, impossible! We are the Lion King's subordinates. This is our territory! You can't kill me! You dare not kill me! You dare not, you dare not!!!"

Seeing that the other party was on the verge of a mental breakdown, Wang Zheng also became somewhat interested in the Lion King he had mentioned.

So he took out a fishing net from his storage space, gathered up all the severed limbs on the ground, and then dragged them across the Longchuan River back to the swamp.

As soon as he arrived, Wang Zheng casually tossed the arms of the group into the water. By then, the corpses of the strange beasts he had thrown into the swamp earlier had already been devoured.

The bloodsucking flies, already terrified of Wang Zheng, didn't even swoop down at the delicious food in front of them.

This left Wang Zheng speechless. It wasn't until Wang Zheng deliberately distanced himself from them and reached the edge of the swamp, leaving the water's coverage area, that these mosquito-like creatures swarmed out from the tree canopy and reeds.

Wang Zheng sighed at the sight of his spineless behavior.

Then he threw the five traitors in front of him onto the ground.

To prevent the people he had already turned into human pigs from bleeding to death, Wang Zheng thoughtfully cast a holy light spell on each of them.

It has to be said that the upgraded Holy Light spell is truly amazing.

All that could be seen were the few people enveloped in holy light. The bleeding from the broken parts of their arms and knees stopped immediately, and the surrounding granulation tissue was wriggling as if new limbs were about to grow.

However, Wang Zheng only lost a beam of holy light, which wasn't enough to replenish his life force.

Wang Zheng was amazed, but he also knew that now was not the time to conduct experiments. Once he got the information, there would be plenty of time to study it.

Under the illumination of the Holy Light spell, all five people woke up.

Wang Zheng looked at the group of people who were exchanging bewildered glances and then chattering away, clapped his hands, and said to them:

"Welcome to China! We are a very warm and hospitable country. Now we'll have a quiz with no prizes. There are no prizes for correct answers, and there are penalties for incorrect answers."

"Question 1: How many people can understand what I'm saying, and how many of them can speak Chinese?"

Seeing the other group's eyes darting around and them exchanging glances, Wang Zheng was so angry he laughed.

He randomly pointed to a skinny man who hadn't spoken before and said:

"I think you definitely won't tell me, so it's you."

After Wang Zheng asked the question, this kid was the most active, looking left and right, his eyes blinking so fast they could practically send a telegram.

As if afraid Wang Zheng wouldn't see him, who else could Wang Zheng cause trouble for if not him?

Then Wang Zheng pulled out his Miao sword and casually made several deep cuts on his body.

Seeing that his body was covered in blood and the ground was soaked, Wang Zheng kicked him into the swamp.

The stick plunged into the water with a "whoosh," initially scaring the timid bloodsucking flies into scattering.

After circling in mid-air for a while, it realized there was no threat at all, so it swooped down and plunged straight down.

At first, the man used a spiritual energy shield to protect himself, but since his hands and feet had been cut off, his spiritual energy was severely depleted, and his level was not high, so he quickly exhausted his spiritual energy.

I was swarmed by these mosquitoes.

"Ah~~~~~I speak Chinese, I can understand it!!!"

"Please help me out of here! Please help me..."

...

With a series of shrill screams, he was drained into a dried-up corpse in just a few minutes.

Having tasted the sweetness of the food, the bloodsucking flies were still not satisfied. Although they dared not approach Wang Zheng, they kept lingering in the surrounding waters, seemingly waiting for Wang Zheng to feed them again.

Wang Zheng burst into laughter upon seeing this. It seemed to be working quite well, and it appeared his journey to exterminate blood-sucking mosquitoes wouldn't end so easily.

The remaining four men, who had been neatly laid out on the shore by Wang Zheng, realized that this young man was unlike any other Chinese soldier they had ever encountered, after seeing their comrade die.

This is a demon who came from hell to earth.

In an instant, all four of them shouted out in unison.

"I speak Chinese."

"Me too."

"We can all understand Chinese and we can all speak it!"

Seeing how cooperative they were, Wang Zheng smiled broadly, but said with great regret:

"It would have been better if we had cooperated like this earlier. It would have been so much better if everyone had gotten along well. I'm not exactly a good person."

"You all had to resort to such petty tricks; look, you've gotten yourselves killed!"