After several days of research, Miss Lilu confirmed something-

Zhang Yong is a psychopath.

It's just a bad brain.

Violent, irritable, rough, crazy, tyrannical...

They are all terrible words.

This kind of terrible guy is most suitable to be a pirate. He can be a One Piece.

Maxim finally appeared.

The arrogant Frenchman is above his gaze and is obviously not afraid of Zhang Yong's arrival.

"Zhang, your behavior is very rude..."

"Mr. Maxim, you want me to return those three howitzers to you, there is no problem."

"Then what are you going to do here?"

"Calendar money."

"What?"

"That was purchased by me for five million francs. You must pay for my losses if you want to take back the howitzer."

"Five million francs? Nonsense!"

"Mr. Maxim, your French weapons are so expensive. Five million francs cannot be missing."

"impossible!"

"That's nothing to talk about!"

"Howitzer must be returned! This is an order..."

"Bang!"

Maxim was slapped in the face.

Zhang Yong beat him.

After slapping the left face, slapping the right face.

"Bang!"

Another slap.

Hot and spicy sound.

ah!

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd.

All the people watching the fun were shocked.

sky!

Zhang Yong actually took action!

He actually slapped the French minister twice!

This is exciting...

Miss Lilu's eyes were shining, and she forgot to eat melon seeds.

Others became more interested. Many people brought stools and sat down to watch it. It felt like the show had just begun.

"You, you..."

Maxim is dizzy and confused.

I was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.

Other French people were also shocked.

Yuan Bin:!!!

sky!

My mind is in chaos!

"Maxim, don't talk to me about anything else!"

"I only have money!"

"I want you to compensate me for my losses!"

"I bought the howitzer for money, no one can take it away!"

"Let you tell me the truth! Without five million francs, I can't do it even if I come!"

Zhang Yongsheng was shocked.

Not bad. The sound is good.

I believe everyone around you can hear it clearly. This is a matter of money.

I spent money to buy something, you have to take it back, but you don’t give it to me, dreaming! It’s light for me to slap you two times.

Give you two slaps, not my Zhang Yong’s limit, but the bald head’s limit.

It’s not possible if it’s bald, it’s not possible if it’s not Chinese.

More than ten years later, the Chinese changed the world and the peninsula battlefield. They fought seventeen in one go, and they all fell down without consenting!

The status of New China is not something that is sought, not something that depends on people’s faces. It is a shot with one knife and one shot!

One punch can be opened so that hundreds of punches will not come.

Unfortunately, I came to the wrong era and followed the wrong person...

"besides!"

Zhang Yong suddenly raised his tone.

His eyes swept across the consulate, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Who scolded me on the phone just now? Come out and scolded me in person! I won't hit you!"

"I have the courage to scold me on the phone, but I dare not come out..."

The voice slowly stopped and saw a Frenchman coming out, looking very arrogant.

He also deliberately shook his fist at Zhang Yong, as if it was a provocation.

Zhang Yong hooked his fingers to the other party.

The Frenchman came over steadily.

There is also a stern and eye-catching movement in the middle and fiddling with postures. It seems that he is a master of Western boxing.

The body is indeed very strong. A typical villain in the film and television industry.

Both sides approach.

The French suddenly took action.

Sure enough, he is a master of Western boxing. He punches very quickly.

but……

No matter how fast it is, it is not as fast as the system!

Zhang Yong grabbed the other person's wrist, then pulled it over and fell over his shoulder.

The most introductory move of the Secret Service was originally. As a rookie, Zhang Yong was once trained by Wei Yong to vomit blood on the spot. But he did learn it.

Bang!

The French strong man landed heavily.

Before the other party could react, Zhang Yong stepped forward and arrested the other party.

Then……

Throw it out with force.

Shakyamuni's elephant throwing power? Of course not.

but……

It can really throw it far.

I feel very fantastic.

However, if the system is already there, isn’t it normal to have a little fantasy?

ah……

puff……

Amid the exclamation, the French strong man landed heavily.
To be continued...