Chapter 2611 Just Beat Them to Death

Unexpectedly, they were heading to the backyard.

Chen Xin'an and Yan Chunhua saw this scene, but they didn't make a sound, and followed behind.

The bodies in the warehouse had been cleaned up, and everyone was hiding. Even if someone came, they wouldn't notice anything unusual for a while.

Moreover, these people didn't come to the warehouse, but took the short-haired young man into a cement room.

Seeing the people behind him close the door, the room was empty again, not like a place to distribute gifts. The short-haired young man was a little strange, frowned and asked:

"Why did you bring me here?"

Several staff members showed a grim smile on their faces, like a cat that caught a mouse, looking at him with a playful expression.

One person turned around, picked a few special vines from the wall, and threw them to his companions.

The short-haired young man also felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and a panicked look appeared on his face. He turned around and said, "I don't want your compensation gifts. My friends are still waiting for me. I'm going out first..."

He just took a step and there was a sound of breaking wind behind him.

Before he could react, a cane hit him hard on the back!

"Ah!" The short-haired young man screamed loudly, turned around and looked at the staff in pain and shouted, "What are you doing?"

In response to him, he was hit hard all over the face!

Strangely, these canes did not damage the clothes when they hit people. They looked fine on the outside and nothing happened.

But when the sleeves were rolled up, the red bleeding whip marks on the exposed arms looked so shocking!

At first, the short-haired young man wanted to resist, but after being kicked in the stomach twice, he fell to the ground.

Then he was kicked in the head several times like a football, and he couldn't move, and he didn't even have the strength to protect himself.

Several people surrounded him and swung the canes in their hands to hit him hard!

"Damn Chinese, do you really think we will apologize to you? It's so childish!"

"This is Daying, this is our Daying Temple! No matter what we perform, it is our freedom, and we don't need you, a bastard, to tell us what to do!"

"What if we don't like it?

We use this show to humiliate you!

Because you are cheap!

No matter how we deal with you, you will still respect us and flatter us!

We don't need to say anything, your own people will stand up to defend us!

If we don't humiliate such cheap people, who should we humiliate?"

The short-haired young man couldn't say a word and shed tears.

Compared to the pain on his body, the pain in his heart was more intense!

He used to admire Daying culture and felt that he shouldn't hold so many years of hatred, and that he should forget the past and interact in a friendly manner.

But after coming to Daying, he discovered all kinds of discrimination and the deep-rooted bandit mentality that made Daying people, from children to adults, look down on Chinese people from the bottom of their hearts.

All the disguises are just to make more money from the Chinese.

He was bowing to you one second ago, and he turned around and called you a piglet!

So he planned to tell the people around him about his experience and what he saw and heard in Daying after returning to China, so that everyone would not have illusions about this country.

But now, he felt that he might not be able to go back, and he was going to be beaten to death by these people in the temple!

Just when he was about to collapse, the people around him suddenly stopped.

Then there was a tearing pain in his ear, and he was pulled up by someone and collapsed on the ground!

"If you want to live, kneel down, apologize to us, and beg us to spare you!"

The short-haired young man was shaking with pain, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "You are the ones who are wrong, not me. Why should I apologize to you? You should apologize to me and China!"

"Idiot!" A temple staff member kicked him down, then stepped on his head, grinning and said:

"If I say you are wrong, you are wrong.

I ask you to apologize, you have to apologize!

I ask you to kneel down, you kneel down!

Otherwise, I will beat you to death here!"

The companion next to him sneered Said: "Don't think we are trying to scare you!

You should know the status of the temple in Daying!

Desecrating the temple is a capital crime!

Even if an ant like you is beaten to death, no one will care!"

The short-haired young man looked sad, shook his head and said: "I was really wrong! I actually thought that the culture of a group of beasts was advanced!

Even if you beat me to death, don't think of making me surrender!

I, Liao Liang, kneel to the sky, the earth, and my parents, but I won't kneel to the beasts!"

"You're looking for death!" The temple staff was furious, threw away the cane, picked up the steel pipe in the corner, and walked over with a gloomy face.

Seeing the murderous intent in their eyes, Liao Liang knew that he was doomed this time.

He closed his eyes in despair, thinking about the purpose of coming to Daying, with a sneer of sarcasm on his face, what retribution!

Just when the group of temple staff were about to beat this Chinese man with bones harder than stone to death, the door was kicked open with a bang!

Chen Xinan and Yan Chunhua walked in, Yan Chunhua stopped at the door, turned around and closed the door.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Get out! This is not a place you can come to!"

"Why do they have our bamboo hats? But I have never seen them!"

"I know that woman! She is Miss Qingzi's! How can she be here?"

Chen Xinan didn't understand what they said, and didn't intend to understand it. It was as if he didn't see these people at all, and walked straight to Liao Liang.

"I'm sorry, I have to confirm whether you are worthy of my rescue, so you have suffered a lot."

Liao Liang seemed to have not reacted yet, just looking at Chen Xinan in confusion, hesitantly asked: "Are you here to save me?"

Chen Xinan nodded and said to him: "Yes! It's okay now, I'll take you out!"

"But they..." Liao Liang pointed to the temple staff next to him.

Chen Xinan turned his head and looked at those people with disdain, and said lightly: "Just a group of ants! Not even beasts!"

"Asshole! He seems to be humiliating us, looking for death, right?"

"It's the damn Chinese again! I hate Chinese people!"

"Why do I feel that this person looks familiar? It seems that I have seen him somewhere! Who is he?"

"Don't care who he is. Since he dares to meddle, beat him up!"

Several temple staff rushed up, raised the sticks in their hands and swung them at Chen Xinan!

Chen Xinan looked at the crowd expressionlessly. When the stick was about to hit his head, he suddenly moved and avoided the attacks of the crowd.

At the same time, he made a fist with his right hand, and the middle finger joint protruded. He hit the hearts of those people one by one.

After being hit by this finger, all the temple staff turned pale, threw away the sticks in their hands, covered their chests with both hands, and sat on the ground helplessly!

Chen Xinan turned around and walked to Liao Liang, checked his body, and gave him a few needles.

After a while, Chen Xinan took out the needles and said to Liao Liang: "Can you still walk?"

Liao Liang endured the pain in his body, stood up and said to Chen Xinan with gritted teeth: "No problem!"

"That's good!" Chen Xinan smiled slightly, walked to the side, picked up the rattan on the ground, threw one to Liao Liang, and said lightly:

"How they beat you, now beat them back!

Don't hit too hard, just beat him to death!"