Chapter 212 Shameless Foreigner
Before Song Tang and his friends could react, a strong force came from the crowd behind them, and a group of people were pushed all over the place. The male singer stopped singing, put down his guitar, and rushed forward with his girlfriend to help the two people who were knocked down.
Han Jing and Ye Jin were pushed aside, and Song Tang was nearly knocked down. Fortunately, Zhao Zihong, who was beside her, rescued her and saved her. However, the phone in her hand fell to the ground and the screen was broken.
When everyone had stood firm after cursing, they discovered that there were a few foreigners who had bumped in from outside the crowd.
There was one woman and three men, all of them were tall and strong, especially one of the black men, who had a physique like a bull. These foreigners reeked of alcohol and had a strong body odor, which made the people around them nauseous.
After the four of them squeezed in, they ignored the people around them and stood in the middle of the field with an arrogant look on their faces. Lao Hei was still speaking some foreign words, occasionally mixed with a few poor Dragon language words.
After Zhao Zihong helped Song Tang to stabilize himself, he angrily yelled at the foreigners.
"Are you guys freaking sick? Can't you see there are so many people here? If you want to squeeze in, go home and squeeze in!"
Many of the people who were squeezed were also very angry.
However, these foreigners were totally indifferent to the anger of the crowd. Lao Hei stepped forward and picked up the guitar that the male singer had placed on the ground.
"Your Dragon Country's song is not nice. You actually clapped your hands."
"I want you to hear what real music is."
Lao Hei took the singer's guitar, spoke arrogantly, and even strummed the strings violently and harshly.
When the young singer saw how the other party treated his beloved guitar, he rushed forward to take it back, but because of the size difference, he was pushed to the ground by the other party.
His girlfriend hurried forward to help the singer who had fallen down, then turned around and glared at him.
Who would have thought that the black foreigner not only didn't feel embarrassed at all, but one of the white people even came over, said some dirty words, laughed and reached out to pinch the girlfriend's chin.
How could the singer give in? He put his girlfriend behind him and started fighting with the other party. However, the size difference was too big, and he was thrown to the ground by the white man again in a few seconds.
It all happened so quickly that no one reacted until the singer's girlfriend screamed and squatted again to check if her boyfriend was injured.
"Damn it! In our own country, can you foreigners still bully us?"
There was a loud shout from the crowd, and a few young men came out from the crowd, wanting to attack the foreigners.
But before they could get closer, a figure flashed by, causing the crowd to exclaim in surprise. In the blink of an eye, the white foreigner who had just thrown someone down let out a scream and turned into a rolling gourd. He was kicked by someone and rolled back to the feet of his companions.
It was the fierce woman Zhao Zihong who couldn't stand it anymore and took action.
"Good job, girl! Beat these bastards to death." Someone in the crowd cheered.
"Girl, come back soon. Be careful not to get hurt. These guys are all you need." Some people were also worried about Zhao Zihong.
Song Tang and the other two were dumbfounded. They were afraid that Zhao Zihong would get angry, so they held her back. Unexpectedly, they still failed to hold her back.
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"Haha, Johnson, you are so lame. Get up and take a look. You were actually knocked down by a woman from Dragon Country."
The burly old black man threw the guitar in his hand aside, walked up to Johnson who was lying on the ground, squatted down and laughed at him.
The foreigner called Johnson stood up angrily and stared viciously at Zhao Zihong who was not far away.
"Bullshit, she was attacking by surprise!"
Seeing that the other party was getting angry, Song Tang and others hurried forward to pull Zhao Zihong back.
"Don't be impulsive. My bodyguards are right here. Don't get hurt." Song Tang was still persuading Zhao Zihong. Qiongying and Feng Bo had arrived behind her without her noticing.
Seeing Johnson walking towards them angrily, several other young men who wanted to help were stopped by the black man and another white man.
"Hey, Towns, today we'll see who can knock down more people." Lao Hei shouted excitedly.
The foreigner he called Downs smiled bitterly. What was going on? Looking at his girlfriend who was looking at him with some concern, Downs shook his head.
"Miss, let Zhao Zihong go up and try. The other two are entangled. This one is just right for Zhao Zihong to try her hand. It shouldn't be a big problem."
Qiongying's words made Song Tang feel a little relieved, while Zhao Zihong was excited and eager to try. After looking at Qiongying and getting a positive look, he took a firm step to meet the aggressive Johnson.
Seeing the conflict breaking out, the crowd quickly dispersed. Several young men had already started fighting with the two foreigners. The black man who dared to cause trouble was indeed quite skilled, and he actually fought back and forth with the young men.
Tangs was mediating back and forth, but he was afraid that his companion Lao Hei would be injured, and he also had to face the siege of these Dragon people.
As soon as Zhao Zihong approached the opponent, he quickened his pace and rushed forward, punching Johnson in the face with his back hand.
Johnson, who was originally aggressive, was frightened. He didn't expect that a girl would dare to take the initiative to attack him. When he turned his head to avoid it, it was too late. He was still hit on the cheek by Zhao Zihong's fist, and his face was burning with pain for a while.
The pain made Johnson furious instantly, and with the alcohol still in his body, he kicked Zhao Zihong's head with a high whip kick with a sound of wind.
The crowd around exclaimed in surprise; they didn't expect that these foreigners actually had some skills.
It was too late to dodge. Facing the whip kick that came through the air, Zhao Zihong raised his arms. With a "bang", Zhao Zihong was knocked back two steps.
Regardless of the pain and numbness in his arms, Zhao Zihong took advantage of the opponent's unstable body, stepped forward quickly, and punched directly at the opponent's liver area under the ribs.
With a dull thud, a full-force punch hit Johnson so hard that he bent over and twisted instantly.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a dark shadow appeared in front of his eyes and Zhao Zihong's right hook hit him hard on the jaw.
Johnson only kicked once in the entire process without making a sound. His eyes went dark and he fell headfirst to the ground. The moment his head hit the ground, the onlookers felt the pain.
The only foreign woman who hadn't spoken a word screamed and ran over to squat down to check on Johnson's condition. Old Black and Towns stopped fighting with the guys and ran back.
Now the situation has reversed. Just now it was Johnson who pushed the singer down, but now he will be knocked down by Zhao Zihong.
Qiongying called Zhao Zihong back and gave her an admiring look. Song Tang and the others were concerned about checking Zhao Zihong's forearm.
When Johnson's whip-kick hit Zhao Zihong's arms just now, they were all frightened and screamed.
Zhao Zihong rolled up her sleeves and showed everyone the red area where she was kicked, indicating that it was not a big problem. Song Tang and the others checked and found that it was indeed the case, so they let Zhao Zihong go with confidence.
Many onlookers were looking at Zhao Zihong in amazement. Who could have known that such a little girl could be so strong and knock down such a big foreigner in just a few moves.
At this time, Johnson, who had fallen to the ground and felt a little dizzy, also woke up. Looking at the appearance of his companions and the contemptuous looks and curses from the people around him, he became angry and embarrassed.
“FUCK!”
With a curse, he pushed away Tang Si who was blocking his way, stood up like an angry bull, and glared at Zhao Zihong.
At the same time, he reached into his trouser pocket, shook it twice, and a shiny folding knife was in his hand.
The knife shines coldly.
What Johnson didn't know was that Ding Sanxi, the last person who pulled out a knife in front of Song Tang, was still unknown whether he was alive or dead.
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