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His father turned his head blankly, and the next second his pupils suddenly began to shrink.

"Be careful..." He only had time to let out a scream, and then the overwhelming flames completely blocked his next words.

More than a dozen things like wine bottles flew over their heads and covered their faces. Before the crowd who had been paying attention to the performance could react, the wine bottles had already flew over the heads of everyone.

The crackling sound of wine bottles breaking suddenly sounded, accompanied by the screams of the crowd, and then, the sudden "whoosh" sound in the air suppressed all other voices.

That's the gasoline in the wine bottle being ignited and making a popping sound

These thugs used Molotov cocktails from the very beginning

A dozen Molotov cocktails turned the ground into a sea of ​​flames in an instant, and the screams resounding through the sky suddenly sounded, and a dozen fireballs suddenly stumbled out of the sea of ​​flames.

"Kill all the Chinese people"

"Burn all the Chinese people to death, and rape their women"

"Hahaha, all Huaxia people will die."

"Where are Chinese women?"

The air became extremely hot in a blink of an eye, and the thugs didn't hold back their hands at all. These Molotov cocktails were all thrown towards the densest crowd.

"Father" was the first child who spotted those thugs before screaming. At this moment, he could only see the overwhelming flames, and his immature skin was in severe pain under the scorching of the flames.

And his father didn't even bother to answer him at this time, he didn't even hear the voice made by the child.

A Molotov cocktail shattered not far from him, and the splashed gasoline splashed on the father. At this moment, he was already like a torch, spitting flames all over his body.

But even so, he still didn't let go of his child, because the flames on the ground were more violent.

The feeling of being burned all over his body made the father scream, and the violent flame forced him to close his eyes.

However, he could close his eyes, but he couldn't hold his breath completely.And as soon as he inhaled, scorching air was poured in along his respiratory tract, and he could almost feel his lungs being roasted.

Apart from the pain of being roasted inside and out, he could hardly feel anything else, and even his limbs began to lose their use.

However, he still trekked through the sea of ​​fire with great perseverance.

His child, on his shoulders

Even if he is destined to be burned to death, he must struggle to find a way out for the child

Relying on previous memories, this father walked through the sea of ​​fire in pain. He didn't know what he was stepping on. The remaining sense of touch told him that he stepped on some soft things from time to time.

Some are still squirming.

From his original position in the center of the crowd to the edge of the sea of ​​flames, there was only a dozen meters away.

But the distance of more than ten meters was like a long march to him.

Near, near.He opened his eyes with difficulty, the temperature here was already far lower than the central location, and he could clearly see that the safe zone was right in front of him.

With the joy of escaping from the sky, he rushed forward desperately.

The moment he had just rushed out of the sea of ​​flames, a leg suddenly stretched out from the slanting stab, kicking him back into the sea of ​​flames fiercely. .

Chapter 523: Riot!

Chapter 523: Riot!The one who kicked this kick was a young man wearing a ghost mask.

He is thin and dark-skinned, and he looks like a native Javanese monkey.

He watched with satisfaction that the father and son who had finally struggled to the edge of the sea of ​​flames were engulfed by the fire again, and this time the other party obviously had no strength to get up again, so he smiled with satisfaction.

In the sea of ​​flames, there were still human bodies struggling, and there were still others that were silent.

And more of them rolled on the ground bursting with smoke and flames, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

The ground was full of human bodies rolling like fireballs, and the screams almost tore the world apart.

Seeing all this in the eyes of the masked indigenous monkey, it seemed as if he heard some kind of beautiful music, which made him wish he could dance along with it.

He raised his right hand, and a cold light suddenly lit up "Nine Eight Three".

It was a machete with a very sharp blade, obviously specially sharpened.

"Kill all the Chinese people, and rape their women!" He roared violently, then howled, and rushed towards the fleeing crowd.

There are many Chinese on the street. After all, such a celebration only happens once a year, and no one wants to miss such an opportunity.

And this kind of celebration is also a good opportunity to have fun with neighbors and friends. The Spring Festival is not officially recognized by Javanese officials. They can only have a day off on the day of the Spring Festival. completed.

When they saw the fire here, people deep in the street were still full of doubts, thinking that some kind of large-scale fireworks show was being held here.

Only those old people who were older and had experienced many atrocities against Chinese people were shocked.

Before they came to their senses, countless people wearing masks and hoods, holding machetes, wooden sticks, etc., came continuously from all over the street to the Chinese people who were holding the celebration.

The sound of "cracking" the collapse of the canopy and various simple stages instantly merged with the screams of the crowd, mixed with the sound of broken glassware, the muffled sound of sticks hitting people, and all kinds of heart-piercing sounds. Lung cracking screams.

At this moment, everyone has reacted.

This is another row

The tragedies that have been staged many times before are beginning to be staged again

This is a celebration for the Chinese. It is impossible for those participating in the celebration to carry weapons. The indigenous monkeys don’t have to worry about fighting back. They chased and killed the Chinese desperately trying to dodge, feeling that the whole world was under their feet.

Aren't you Chinese usually high-ranking? Everyone in suits and leather shoes, even the children are well-dressed, just like nobles.

As a result, it is not crying in front of me, screaming and begging for mercy

Such a morbid sense of conquest made the monkeys go crazy.Especially those who are the most radical, at this time the only thing left in their minds is the desire to kill.

The leader who kicked the father and son into the sea of ​​fire before was already so excited that he seemed to have gone crazy.While wailing meaninglessly like a beast, he held up the machete and slashed at a man who had managed to escape from the flames.

The knife slashed squarely on the man's neck. The man fell on his back without saying a word, his limbs began to twitch unconsciously, and the blood sprayed across the face of the leading monkey.

The leading monkey slashed hard again, and the sharp blade splashed a spark on the stone floor.The head of the Chinese man who fell to the ground suddenly tilted to the side, and a fountain of blood rushed out of his neck cavity, shooting five meters away.

His head has been chopped off directly

The native monkey glanced at the head with satisfaction, straightened up, looked around ferociously, and began to look for his next target.

A woman crawling on the ground caught his attention. The woman didn't know whether she fell down or was stepped on by the crowd. One leg was dragging behind her, probably broken.

The native monkey strode forward, grabbed the woman by the hair amidst the woman's screams, and dragged her violently from the ground.

Beside him is a palace-like thing made of colored paper, which is a float used by the Chinese for performances.

With a "crash", he grabbed the hair and threw the woman directly into this colored paper palace, and then he took out a lighter from his pocket.

This kind of decoration with bamboo or thin wooden strips as the skeleton and colored paper as the outer shell is extremely flammable. While lighting the fire, the indigenous monkey was still thinking about how beautiful the palace would be after it was lit.

The flames ignited, and the aborigine monkey approached the palace with a face full of longing. He was just about to bend down, when a hot liquid suddenly drenched him all over.

"Zizi" The indigenous monkey clearly heard such a creepy sound from his whole body, and at the same time, his eyes went dark.

The severe pain hit suddenly, and the native monkey involuntarily let out a miserable howl.He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it away from his eyes, and what he touched was the hardened unevenness like burnt cowhide.

"Whoo!" This was the last sound the indigenous monkey heard. The flame that was intended to burn the woman to death ended up being himself.

The child before that ate a kind of special Chinese snack, sugar oil cake, which is originally from Hunan.

This kind of snack needs to boil the oil, so as to maintain the excellent taste of the sugar and oil cakes, which are burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Moreover, sugar oil Baba must be fried and eaten immediately.

The boiling oil directly blew up the whole body of the aborigine monkey into burnt yellow, and then the lighter in his hand ignited the scalding hot oil.

Is this a form of revenge?

As he fell, an earth-shaking roar sounded, "The monkeys are coming to kill again. Let's stand shoulder to shoulder and kill back!"

These monkeys thought the Chinese were the ones they wanted to kill

The memory of the last massacre still lingers in everyone's minds, and the Chinese 11 have been preparing for another tragedy

"Kill the monkeys"

"Avenging our loved ones"

The roar of mountains and tsunami sounded one after another, and countless Chinese picked up bamboo poles, benches and other things from their sides. Those who couldn't find weapons rushed towards the indigenous monkeys wearing masks and hoods even empty-handed.

Those aboriginal monkeys showing off their power did not expect that the Chinese, who were like lambs to be slaughtered in their eyes, would actually resist, and they were caught off guard and turned on their backs.

Among the figures flying, a dozen or so people were directly knocked to the ground by the rising Chinese, and the sticks and fists were rained down like raindrops. A dozen or so indigenous monkeys only howled twice before remaining motionless.

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Chapter 524: It's Dawn!

Chapter 524: It's Dawn!Although there are a lot of indigenous monkeys flooding into the Chinese area, this is the stronghold of the Chinese after all, and these Chinese know very well that the time has come for you to die.

As long as there is even the slightest weakness, the Chinese district will usher in a bloodbath again today. Only by showing the determination to fight to the death at the beginning of the riot can we deter other monkeys who are also ready to move.

The flamboyant monkeys did not expect to encounter such a fierce resistance. They felt as if they had entered a siege. In less than half an hour, hundreds of people were beaten to the street, and another three or four hundred people led hurt.

If it wasn't for the continuous monkeys rushing over and rushing into the Chinese district, these leading monkeys would probably be wiped out.

Seeing such a situation, many indigenous monkeys began to retreat in their hearts.

They are all greedy and stupid speculators. They originally thought that this time it would be another one-sided massacre like before, and that the wealth and women of the Chinese people were at their fingertips.

But now it seems that the Chinese are united as one, and once these Chinese really show their superiority in wisdom and inspire their blood, the monkeys find that they seem not enough to fight.

Fear made them dare not confront the assembled Chinese 16 times, and greed made them unwilling to leave.Therefore, all over the street, you can only see monkeys running wildly all the way, and the Chinese behind them are chasing after them, as if the Chinese have entered the settlement of the indigenous monkeys.

If the situation continues like this, then this storm will probably be nipped in the bud, and those indigenous monkeys will learn to be awed from then on.

But Director Wu has already predicted that this storm cannot be avoided.

Just when the momentum of the Chinese people was like a rainbow and the indigenous monkeys were about to retreat, a change came.

Amidst the ear-piercing sirens, more than a dozen military vehicles rushed into these Chinese celebration sites, completely crushing the already devastated stages, tables, chairs, lions, etc. to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the monkey soldiers with live ammunition jumped out of the car.

The monkey thugs at the scene and the Chinese stopped immediately, and the two sides began to gather together cautiously.

The scene was in a mess, mutilated and inhuman corpses could be seen everywhere, but the soldiers turned a blind eye.

An officer jumped out of a military jeep with a machine gun mounted on the roof. He glanced at the Chinese at the scene, and the coldness in his eyes surprised the Chinese.