Centennial Family, Rising From Hong Kong Island

I saw the head of the bodyguard Tom holding a pistol, the muzzle pointing at the sky.

The gunshots obviously calmed down the natives, and the faces of the natives suddenly showed fear.

Seeing that the scene was under control, Doron Hendal heaved a long sigh of relief.

"Master Duolun, let's get out of here quickly." Tom said in a heavy voice.

He knew that although these aborigines were silenced by his own gunshots, it was only temporary. They only had four bodyguards, while the other side had hundreds of aboriginals.

And because they came to the beach to play, they didn't bring too many bullets.

"Shit~"

Tom cursed fiercely in his heart. If he had known the crazy words of these natives, he would have taken Doron Hendal away from Nanyang forcibly.

"Damn it, after I go back, I must call my father, and I must let the Indian government send troops to arrest all these rioters."

Doron Handal roared angrily, looking dirty, with sand all over his body.

But just when he grabbed Tom's hand and stood up from the ground to leave.

Suddenly, a burst of wind was heard.

"Su swish swish~"

The next moment, Tom in front of him let out a scream.

"Ah~"

A moment ago, Tom, who was holding a pistol like a tough guy and protecting him, now his face was completely distorted, and he let out a painful roar.

"Ah shit~"

Then I saw a large amount of blood flowing out of his body, and on his back, a spear more than one meter long had been inserted into his shoulder blade.

Because he was on vacation at the beach, he didn't wear any clothes. The spear was inserted very deep, almost ten centimeters into his flesh.

Tom, a strong man with a height of 1.8 meters, suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.

Standing behind him was Husky No. 1, and he was also the one who threw the spear.

Although the natives of Yinni are powerful in combat, they are still very good at hunting. Throwing spears and setting traps are their main means of hunting in the deep forest.

Husky No. 1, who has been in contact with the natives for a long time, naturally also mastered this ability, completely throwing the spear as a javelin.

Right in the back!

Moreover, when these aborigines are hunting, they also like to smear a kind of poisonous tree sap on their weapons

Just after Tom was laid down, Husky No. 2 immediately shouted: "These people are not our opponents, we have a lot of people, shoot them to death with spears."

All of a sudden, the natives were not calm anymore. Seeing how weak these white men were, they fell down with a single spear.

It's so easy!

So others followed suit and threw the spears and knives in their hands directly.

Now they seem to have forgotten what their original intention of coming here is, as if it is more like a hunt.

Facing a group of indigenous people who had regained their courage, Doron Hendal was completely at a disadvantage with only five of them.

Several people were hit one after another, wounded by spears and knives, or directly seriously injured.

"Help~"

Facing the spears flying all over the sky, Doron Hendal looked terrified and ran away.

At this moment, the thin and small body exploded with great speed, running faster than anyone else, and even the sweetheart and the bodyguards could not be bothered.

At this moment, all he could think about was himself.

He didn't want to fall into the hands of those bloody wildlings.

Maybe it was the explosion of the limit of the body, maybe it was the favor of the goddess of luck. After a period of time, Duolun Hendal finally felt that he was safe at 1.8, and there were no natives catching up behind him.

And looking behind him, there were only two bodyguards, and they were all wearing them, looking bloody and embarrassed.

Tom, the other bodyguard, and his sweetheart are all gone.

"It's broken~"

Doron Hendal frowned, and patted his leg angrily. Only then did he realize that he had left Sweetheart behind.

Thinking of the savagery of those natives, thinking of how beautiful her sweetheart was, and thinking of the consequences of her sweetheart falling into the hands of those natives.

can't think about it~

The more I think about it, the more I tremble.

Doron Hendal felt a flame bursting out of his chest.

"I want to kill all those natives.".

Chapter 432 You will pay the price for this 【Ask for flowers! Ask for a monthly pass! 】

When Doron Hendal returned to the beach with a group of policemen, it was already more than an hour later.

And all he saw was a mess, nothing.

Then they ran to the indigenous villages again, but what they saw next made Doron Hendal completely blown away.

In the village square, his two bodyguards were stripped naked and hung upside down from two big trees with their hands.

And his sweetheart was also stripped of her three-point swimsuit, lying weakly on the ground.

The originally smooth skin was now covered in redness, swelling and mess, and one could clearly understand what happened to her at a glance.

And just before Doron Hendal brought the police to the village, there were several indigenous men surrounding her!

Doron Hendal is late~

At this moment, Doron Hendal could only feel the soaring anger rushing straight to his forehead, which had already burned his hair green.

He couldn't forgive himself, let alone these natives.

"Kill, kill all these damned indigenous monkeys." Doron Hendal roared angrily.

His eyes were completely red, and his face was full of ferocity. Now he just wanted to kill all these native monkeys.

Cut to pieces all the natives who have touched Sweetheart.

This was his true thought, but he forgot that this was not in the United States, and those who followed him were not his bodyguards.

It's the local police in India!

These policemen are also Indian natives.

I heard Doron Hendal contemptuously call their clansman indigenous monkeys, and wanted to kill all their clansmen.

The faces of these policemen were not good, and they felt offended, and the police chief who led the team was also very angry.

But he didn't dare to get angry, he knew that the young ghost in front of him was a big shot, let alone that he couldn't afford to provoke him.

Even his immediate boss would smile when he saw Doron Hendal.

"Mr. Hendal, this is not in compliance with the rules~" the chief of police said with a smile.

"Don't talk about the rules with me, Falk, you native monkeys fucked my sweetheart and injured my bodyguard, I won't let you go," Doron Hendal roared angrily.

The whole person is like an angry monkey, jumping around in place.

And the police chief is guilty too!

Now his heart is full of confusion, and he doesn't understand how things have developed to such an extent.

Aren't you going to grab something from the Chinese?

How did you rob these white-skinned ghosts?

It would be fine if he robbed ordinary people, but this guy is Doron Hendal~

The identity is very unusual.

And these damn untouchables even gave his girlfriend that.

Not to mention, those white girls on the ground look really good~

The police station smacked their lips, but it was even more impossible for him to obey Doron Hendal's order and kill all these villagers.

The nature is too bad, the police officers under him will not agree, they must rebel.

But it is still possible to hold on to the prison.

"You native monkeys, you bloody pariahs, I'll make you all pay for it."

Doron Hendal gritted his teeth and said angrily, he also knew that this was not his territory, and he couldn't command these police officers by himself.

All he had to do now was get out of this goddamn country right now, every second of being here was going to make it hard for him to breathe.

However, things will never be left alone.

He wanted to make these indigenous monkeys have to pay the price, and let them understand the consequences of successfully angering themselves.

Let them understand the power of the last name Hendal.

In the silence of the police, Doron Hendal quickly left the village with the two bodyguards who were hung from the tree, and the dying sweetheart who was tortured on the ground.

And this matter, the news spread quickly.

When the senior officials of Jia Feiliang's government heard the news, they felt bad all over.

They know the identity of Doron Hendal, and they understand the status of the Hendal family in the United States.

Now something like this happened to the second young master of the Hendal family in India.

Although his own safety is not in danger, his girlfriend has been violated~

Confused!

But things have already happened, and the Jiafeiliang authorities have no good solution, they can only apologize as much as possible.

At almost the same time, conflicts in various places intensified, and the Chinese, who accounted for a very small number, were seriously threatened in this riot.

But at the same time, many white-skinned ghosts were also affected by this riot.

Guolinzhou, on the street,

Jenny, an expatriate reporter from Fox TV in the United States, is holding a video recorder and recording a video about the conflict.

This is a standard Caucasian big beauty, about 30 years old, more than 1.7 meters tall, with blue eyes, long blond hair, and a delicate and beautiful face.

He looks very shrewd and capable, and became the local person in charge of Guolin Prefecture at a young age. Of course, there are other influences, and office politics is everywhere.

217 But this is indeed an ambitious woman who wants to make some achievements in her career.

For this reason, she dared to take her boyfriend to the streets to shoot material at such a dangerous moment of riots.

At this time, the street was in chaos. Seven or eight natives pried open the door of a store, rushed in and started looting, shouting and screaming from time to time.

And Jenny stood in front of the camera, with a nervous and excited look on her face, and said: "I am now on Ford Street in Guolinzhou, and I can see that the conflict is still going on behind me."

"The whole city is in chaos. The local aborigines are resisting the oppression of the local Chinese, and the Chinese are also organizing their hands to suppress it."

Jenny spoke quickly, but it was obvious from her first few sentences that there was a problem.

There is a problem with the position!

This is obviously a social crime carried out by the indigenous Indians against the Chinese. Various crimes such as robbery, smashing, and injury are constantly being carried out, and Chinese people everywhere are seriously threatened.

But the matter came to this woman's mouth, and it completely changed.

Turning a blind eye to the sufferings of the Chinese turned into an uprising of the aboriginals, who were resisting the oppression of the Chinese capitalists.

The butt is sitting crooked! .

Chapter 433 Freedom and Rights Belong to All Living Beings 【Ask for flowers! Ask for a monthly pass! 】

"The original inhabitants of this country, the Javanese, lived on this land two thousand years ago, and this is their territory."

"However, three hundred years ago, with the invasion of the Dutch colonial forces, the Chinese also stepped into this land for the first time."

"They are like the roots of a tree, and they continue to multiply and spread to every corner of this country's society."

"So far, the major industries in this country have been monopolized by the Chinese, and all industries have Chinese participation."