"Where are idiots coming from? Get away from me. Don't think you are from Shenzhou and don't dare to beat you."

The thief shouted.

Zhao Gang-ling raised his hand and slapped him directly in the face. The thief could not dodge and was slapped to the ground by Zhao Gang-ling. Seeing that his people were beaten, several accomplices next to him gave up the beating of white foreigners and turned to attack Zhao Gang-ling.

To deal with these ordinary people, Zhao Gang-ryung naturally defeated several of them without much effort.

The other few saw that Zhao Gangliang was very good at beating, and they shouted, "Are you still from Shenzhou? You are actually helping foreigners bully us Shenzhou people together, you traitor."

"That's, traitor."

A friend next to him followed and said.

"Traitor, get out of Chinatown."

Zhao Gang-rye's face turned gloomy. He took out a wallet from his pocket and said, "You have any reason to steal someone's wallet."

“That’s my wallet.”

The white man who was knocked down to the ground shouted, "My wallet."

Zhao Gang-rye squatted down, helped the white man up, returned the wallet to him, and said, "Sorry, I apologize to you for my compatriots."

"It's okay, it's okay."

The white man shook his head repeatedly.

"Traitor, if you don't want to die, get out of Chinatown."

The thief struggled to stand up from the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "You traitor are really doing it well for helping foreigners bully the people of Shenzhou."

"I'm just about things, not people."

Zhao Gang-liang looked around and said, "Just just now, I saw this thief transferring this gentleman's wallet. Everyone is from Shenzhou. Don't be excited when you are provoked. Sometimes you have to think before doing things. Will a foreigner come to Chinatown to slander a Chinese man from Shenzhou steal his wallet?"

The onlookers who were originally excited about the crowd next to him suddenly realized when they heard Zhao Gang-ling's words.

Yes, even if this foreigner wants to cause trouble, he will not come to Chinatown.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. He is just a traitor who helps foreigners bully their own people. He is a big traitor, and everyone beats the traitor." The thief shouted.

As soon as the thief finished speaking, he felt his mouth hurt, and then his whole body started to spin.

Zhao Gang clapped his hands, looked at the thief who was foaming at the mouth, and said loudly, "It's right for the people of China to join in a group abroad. We are compatriots, so we should help each other. However, please be careful and think more about everything. Never be used by some people with ulterior motives. This will not only help the evildoer, but also ruin the reputation of our Chinese people."

After listening to the audience, they started to talk.

Just then.

"Get out of the way."

Several big men pushed the crowd away from the outside and walked directly to the middle.

A bald fat man in the lead looked at Zhao Gangliang and said, "Little brother, you are so brave. You dare to speak for foreigners."

"I just can't stand you for throwing your face abroad." Zhao Gangliang said lightly.

"Do you know what this is?" asked the bald man.

"Chinatown."

"That's right, Chinatown, all the Chinese here are one. No matter what we do, as long as we are bullied by foreigners, we should be carried together so that we will not be bullied. Now you are helping foreigners deal with our Chinese people. You are not a traitor, what are you?" asked the bald man.

"It's a matter of being together." Zhao Gang-ling said, "If you don't know whether it's right or wrong, what's the difference between this and the people in China."

"In this matter today, you have no evidence to prove that he stole the wallet. Maybe it was stolen by someone else. You said you saw it with your own eyes, is there any evidence?" asked the bald man.

"Take this wallet for fingerprint identification and you will know who stole it." Zhao Gangliang said.

"Little brother, it seems that you really want to fight us to the death."

The bald man sneered, and several subordinates next to him surrounded Zhao Gangliang.

"Let's go with us."

The bald man said.

"Let's go." Zhao Gangliang sneered. He was originally a pseudo-angry young man, and when he encountered such a thing that would damage the image of the people in China abroad, he naturally had no choice but to do so.

Of course, Zhao Gang-liang is not aimless when he comes to meddle in this nostalgic business.

"I'll go with you."

The white foreigner was very righteous and wanted to go with Zhao Gang-ling, which made Zhao Gang-ling look at this person with some admiration. You know, in China, many people in China were helped by others, and those who helped him were hurt by bad people, and those who were helped ran away. It is obvious that the bald fat man and other people are going to be detrimental to him. This foreigner actually dares to stand on his side. His character is really good.

"You call the police."

Zhao Gang-ling said, "You go call the police, I won't be in trouble."

"I have called the police." said the white foreigner. "They have not come yet, just wait a moment. There are so many people here, and they dare not do anything to you."

"Let's go."

The bald fat man said impatiently.

Several people surrounding Zhao Gangyu showed their daggers one after another.

Some of the onlookers next to them returned to their shops and thought they had seen nothing. Some people showed regretful expressions on their faces, and of course, more of them were numb, a kind of numbness that seemed to have seen nothing.

Seeing the performance of the onlookers, Zhao Gang frowned slightly.

Zhao Gang-ling was taken away by the bald fat man. The white foreigner was blocked by a knife by a man. There was no way to go with Zhao Gang-ling, so he could only keep calling the police.

On the side, Sister An looked at Lin Xin with a weird expression and said, "Is it really okay?"

"It would be strange if he had something to do." Lin Xin shook her head and looked at Zhao Gangliang who had already walked away, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. Her boss actually had such a side.

It's really...a bit cute.

Sister An was a little confused about why Lin Xin was so confident about Zhao Gangling. You should know that those people just now were probably the black forces in Chinatown. Those people might not dare to fight against white people, but they would definitely fight against the people of China. How could Lin Xin be so calm? Could it be that Zhao Gangling has something outstanding?

Zhao Gang-rye was taken into an alley next to her by the bald fat man, then took a few roads and walked to a quaint building.

This is a bit like a teahouse in the Qing Dynasty in China.

Zhao Gangliang walked in and found that there were many people smoking marijuana, some of whom were not old in China.

Zhao Gang-ling followed the bald fat man to the second floor.

On the second floor are like private rooms. Through a long corridor, Zhao Gang-ling was taken into a large room at the end of the corridor.

"Sister, someone is causing trouble."

The bald fat man pushed open the door and said.

A woman was standing in front of a window not far behind the door.

Zhao Gangyan could only see the woman's back.

Long hair is wide open, and a cheongsam is wrapped.

Zhao Gangliang seemed to see Zhuyeqing.

And it was the bamboo leaf green from my youth.
Chapter completed!