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Chapter 143 Patriotic
boom.

A gunshot rang out, and a little foreign girl was shot in the head.The terrorist wearing black gauze didn't stop moving, and directly cut off the girl's head with a sharp knife in his hand.

Cruel, bloody, cold.

A lot of negative emotions were continuously transmitted from the surrounding screen, and the girl's eyes were fixed on Chen Haoran with unrepentant eyes.In the next second, the screen switched to another scene. A group of women and children were kneeling on the ground, and behind them stood terrorists with guns.

It seemed that someone was recording, and the terrorists made a V-sign.The next moment, he kicked these women and children down, and then fired wildly.A horrific cry sounded, but it quickly dissipated.

If the behavior of these terrorists is cruel, then their behavior is against humanity.The gun was replaced with a long knife, and then some women and children who were still alive were grabbed.

It cut down on the neck, making a 'sizzling' sound like sawing wood.Blood splashed like a fountain, accompanied by triumphant laughs.

Clenching his fists tightly, Chen Haoran watched this scene coldly.He didn't have much emotional fluctuations because of these pictures, because he knew that these pictures were all fake.

Those blood, those screams, and those unrepentant deaths were all fake, and because of this, he was able to quickly calm down the anger in his heart.Through these pictures, he also understood the meaning of this test, testing the strength of willpower.

People can be happy, sad, angry and painful.If you don't have these results, it's because your emotions haven't been affected yet.When it affects your emotions, then these results will appear exponentially.

"Little devil, it is impossible for you to win our Huaxia."

Suddenly a familiar Chinese sounded, and this also brought Chen Haoran back from thinking.The surrounding scene has become a post-war field with gunpowder and smoke, and it is not a soldier but a farmer who shouted this slogan.

Holding the hoe in his hand, the farmer closely guarded his wife and children behind him, his face full of indignant determination.Holding the hoe tightly with both hands, he cursed at the little devils.

"Baga, you Chinese pigs are not qualified to speak."

One of the little devils directly pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot directly at the farmer's chest.Blood sprayed out immediately, and the peasant's eyes widened.Suppressing the pain in his chest, he grabbed the hoe and rushed over.

puff.

But before he could take a step, a little devil standing behind him stabbed the spear in his hand.Passing through the body, the tip of the knife emerged from the farmer's chest.

"Useless China pig, this is what will happen to you." A little devil who looked like a leader sneered, and then his eyes fell on the woman behind the farmer: "Take her clothes off and let her serve the people of our island country. "

The farmer also saw this scene when he fell down, struggling forward with his outstretched hands.He had no choice but to stop the little devil, and the next moment a knife was directly inserted into his back.

His eyes widened suddenly, and blood gushed out gulps.The last view of the farmer is the scene of his wife being insulted and his children being tortured and killed. There was a sound of '咚', and it fell down.

The people of Huaxia may shed their blood, but they will never give in!
The farmer's unwillingness to die tightly gripped Chen Haoran's heart, and the despair and grief contained in it were like a needle piercing his heart continuously.His heart was angry, his blood was boiling and burning.

Little devil, damned little devil, a little devil who wouldn't regret dying ten thousand times!
Watching the four little devils surround the woman, tearing the woman's clothes and insulting actions.At this moment, he was on the scene, as if he was standing on the scene watching this scene.

"Ah...you little devils..."

Roaring with a ferocious face, the terrifying momentum continued to surge.The aura of Ming Jin's senior management erupted immediately, and the next moment Chen Haoran shot towards him like an arrow off the string.

"I'm going to kill you...you should die...you should die..."

Fists of fury surged towards the heads of those little devils. There was a sound of 'boo', and the fist passed through the air.It caused ripples in the air, but those devils were still there.

"Kill you, I must kill you."

"Damn you, it's not a pity that you die."

"Little devil, I will fight with you."

Roaring sounds kept ringing in the room, accompanied by Chen Haoran with red eyes.Punch after punch, the bombardment continued.Ming Jin's strength burst out and directly hit the ground.

A big pit popped out, accompanied by streams of anger.Originally, Chen Haoran was a patriotic person, but after merging with Xiao Xiong's soul, his love for the motherland has reached a certain degree.

A soldier lives and dies for his country.

"Chen's willpower is too weak, and this segment has become like this in less than 2 minutes from the beginning."

Outside the room, Bill looked at Chen Haoran who was running away and shook his head and said.

"Bill, I wonder why there is such a big gap between Chen's reactions before and after." Carlo frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face: "The little girl was tortured and killed just now, which made people feel angry, but Chen controlled his emotions." , why can't I control it now?"

Johnson, who had been staring at the screen, his eyes were full of surprise and disbelief.Because Chen Haoran was so strong at this time, he thought that he would lose if he fought against him.

"The Chinese people are different from us. They not only have patriotism but also the belief in protecting their compatriots." Hearing Carlo's question, Johnson came back to his senses and said: "The scene just now is the tragedy of their Huaxia being invaded back then. , This is deeply imprinted in their minds. If it were us, if the people of our country were tortured and killed, would we be able to control our emotions?"

Johnson's words silenced Carlo and Bill. Just as Johnson said, if their compatriots in their country were tortured and killed, would they be able to bear it?A person who can really bear it is probably not a human being, maybe an emotionless machine.

"Although what you said is true, Chen's performance is still too bad." Picking up the pen in his hand and marking a score of 7 on the notebook, Bill said.

Beep.

A siren sounded, which made the three of Johnson look at the room strangely.It's just that they were stunned when they saw this, because Chen Haoran was in rags and crazily bombarded the ground.

Looking at the ground that was bombarded by him, the three of them took a breath.A hole has already been blasted, and the broken stones are flying and bloody.Seeing this, the three of them looked at each other in blank dismay, seeing shock beyond shock in each other's eyes.

Fist alone can break the ground and make a hole, it must be so powerful to do it.Looking at Chen Haoran's bloody fist, they were all shocked.

"Quick, turn off the imager."

Johnson, who finally came back to his senses, shouted immediately.

……

　so tired.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)