My gorgeous wife Chapter 465 - 465 439 Has Huaxia Run Out of People

465: Chapter 439: Has Huaxia Run Out of People?

465: Chapter 439: Has Huaxia Run Out of People?

Everyone was shocked, and netizens on the internet no longer knew what to say.

Jas’s mouth curled into a smile as he looked at the few Dragon Soul experts who had just made their move.

Then, with a grasp of his right hand, he crushed the heart directly!

“You wanted to save soone from my hands, but I haven’t even agreed.”

Jas mocked.

The Dragon Soul experts’ faces turned ugly, while Mayor Ren and other high-ranking officials’ faces darkened, “This man’s strength, it’s unreasonably strong.

The Huaxia experts also had grim expressions.

Although they saw Jas’s perverse cruelty in the video, feeling it in person was different.

They were enraged!

Another person stood up to face him.

Jas sneered, that rush of pleasure seed to erge again.

This ti, he planned to tear his opponent apart alive!

The duel began once more.

Netizens watched with anticipation, but in just a mont, their hopes were dashed.

From the beginning, the man was completely suppressed by Jas and was no match for him.

Jas seed to be toying with him.

Then he grabbed his shoulder and suddenly exerted force, tearing it off harshly!

“Ah!”

A horrific scream echoed.

The Dragon Soul experts were just about to act, but indeed, they saw Jas looking at them with a mocking smile on his lips.

This made the Dragon Soul experts rather embarrassed.

Jas was guarding against them, and making a move at this point would inevitably leave them open to criticism.

“Admit defeat!”

A Huaxia expert urgently spoke up, but Jas, as if deaf, simply tore off the man’s other shoulder!

Blood sprayed everywhere!

“Since you admit defeat, I won’t kill him.” Jas grinned, his face full of chilling intent, and then with a kick, the expert, now missing both arms, was sent flying towards the Huaxia side.

“This is too despicable!” Netizens erupted in rage, but then felt a wave of defeatism.

If not even hidden experts could handle this guy, who could beat him?

“Don’t rush, there are other hidden experts.” So netizens also comforted themselves.

However, the situation did not improve.

The experts entering the arena were simply not in Jas’s league and were continually brutalized by him.

Even if they didn’t die, they were left with permanent disabilities, never to practice martial arts again.

Being unable to practice martial arts is even more painful than death for martial artists.

The audience felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, and no one was sending ssages on the live stream platform; not many were speaking on Weibo either.

It was as silent as death.

The duels continued, but all the netizens seed to have lost their confidence, as the hidden experts taking the stage were just being delivered for a beating.

Mayor Ren and others on-site couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

The journalists there also showed expressions of outrage and helplessness.

What could they do when soone was simply stronger than you?

“Damn it, I’m not watching anymore!”

Yang Zi slamd his fist on the table in anger and left his seat, while his colleagues also sighed and walked away.

What was there to watch?

Was it to watch their countryn being abused?

Another hidden expert died at Jas’s hands.

As Jas looked around, those Huaxia experts, in fact, dared not step forward.

Jas sneered coldly, “What trash.

Is this the level of your so-called experts?

“This bastard!”

The netizens’ anger flared up again, and the barrage of ssages started up, but this ti it was full of insults.

“Who let you run wild in China?”

“Arrogant for what?

One spit from could drown you!”

“Get out!

Get out of Huaxia!”

Jas extended a finger, pointing at the remaining Huaxia experts, then turned his finger downwards, showing naked contempt.

“The ‘Sick Man of East Asia’, as expected.

I can’t match you in the skills of cowards and turtles.” Jas laughed wildly.

Mayor Ren and those high-ranking officials snorted coldly and angrily left their seats.

There was a wave of cursing online, but it didn’t do any good.

The second match ended just like that, and practically everyone who watched this match was filled with righteous indignation, fuming with anger.

“May that Jas be hit by a car when he goes out, drowned by a glass of water, or struck dead by lightning when he walks!”

“Is there really no one who can beat him?”

Online as well, there was a barrage of curses, with many people issuing sighs of lant.

“There’s only one day left, ah, tomorrow’s competition, I’m afraid we are going to lose again.”

“Damn it!

I’m not watching anymore, to save myself from embarrassnt.”

“I’m not watching either, damn, whoever goes up is going to lose, what’s there to see.”

“Why bother watching, do you want to be masochistic?”

So certified journalists and newspapers also sent out ssages.

“Jas wins again, Huaxia suffers another tragic defeat.”

“Could it be that my mighty Huaxia can’t even defeat a foreign Ghost?”

“If the result is the sa tomorrow, I can’t bear to watch anymore.”

Online, there were almost exclusively curses and sighs of despair, many people felt disheartened and planned not to watch; since Jas was so formidable, what was the point of watching tomorrow?

It was certain to be a loss, making themselves miserable.

“Could it be that Huaxia has no one left?”

People were issuing such sighs of lantation.

Inside the laboratory, everyone was in very low spirits, tomorrow was the last day of the competition, and if no master stepped forward tomorrow, Jas and the others would leave, of course, leaving with triumph and arrogance, and Huaxia, this disgrace would be etched onto them forever.

Later, when soone goes abroad and is asked which country they are from, as soon as they say Huaxia, the other party would burst into laughter: “Isn’t that the sick man country that was slaughtered like dogs?”

Who could stand this?

“I need to vent!” Zhao Qi yelled, rushing out of the laboratory.

Li Chen didn’t say a word, seeing Jas’s arrogant deanor, a glint of light flashed in his eyes!

The Sick Man of East Asia?

Coward?

Shrink back like a turtle?

Having humiliated Huaxia’s martial artists and then insulting Huaxia, anyone would be filled with rage.

Li Chen’s eyes narrowed, and anger was burning inside him.

His eyes glittered with a cold light!

Ti passed like this; the mood amongst Huaxia’s people was very somber today, with Jas looming like a mountain over everyone’s chest, oppressive and suffocating.

In the evening, when Li Chen returned to the villa, his phone rang.

When he looked, it was Ouyang Wan’er calling.

“Wan’er.”

“Brother Cheen, are you going to take action tomorrow?” Ouyang Wan’er asked straightforwardly.

Li Chen smiled faintly, “You will know tomorrow.”

Tomorrow was the last match, and if no one could beat Jas, wouldn’t he be let go for nothing?

But would Li Chen simply agree to let Jas leave so easily?

“Wan’er, you’re not going to enter the competition, are you?” asked Li Chen.

“I will,” said Ouyang Wan’er firmly.

“Whether I can win or not, I must fight; this is for the honor of our country.”