In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

If Song Renji hadn't been reluctant to give up the various kinds of food from Xia Country, he wouldn't have come to this cafeteria.

Facing the mocking look of the Xia people, he snorted coldly and said with all his strength:

"Is this all you know? Are you not allowing the people of Xinghe to get together and communicate?"

"Didn't you see that all the people from the Galaxy returned to Xia Country and gathered together?"

"This means that they have something to discuss. This will not affect our cooperation with the Great Universe Country at all. Maybe they will go back at night..."

As he spoke, he felt that this inference was more and more reasonable, and confidence and pride returned to his face.

When the Koreans who were traveling with him heard what he said, they thought it made a lot of sense.

So, their tails were raised again, and they held their heads high as they went to their favorite buffet area to eat.

When they saw the lunch basket full of sliced ​​watermelons, everyone's eyes turned green. They immediately stopped eating vegetables and picked up a large plate of watermelons.

"Oh my god, that's how it is!"

A cry of surprise was heard in the second cafeteria.

Many people couldn't help but look over and saw a boy staring at his phone with a mouthful of oil-splashed noodles in his mouth.

Seeing so many people looking at him, he did not show any fear, but said excitedly:

"Everyone, go watch the official evening news today. There's big news!"

After hearing his words, many people immediately opened their phones to search.

As they watched, some people's eyes drifted towards the group of Koreans, with professional, weird smiles on their faces that were not funny at all.

Bangzi felt a little scared by these stares, and began to wonder if the watermelon he ate tonight was poisoned by the Xia people.

Especially a little fat man at the table next to them, who looked at them with mockery and sympathy, and pity and pathos.

Shit, what does that mean.

A stick glared back fiercely.

The fat boy didn't care. Instead, he ran to the service desk of the second cafeteria and asked the waiter to turn on the wall-mounted TV on the cafeteria wall and considerately tuned it to the official channel.

The host, dressed in formal attire and with perfect temperament, is reporting today's news:

"According to incomplete statistics, in this incident where the Galaxy people harvested lives, the three countries all suffered losses to varying degrees, with the Korean country suffering the most, losing a total of 24 human bodies. This loss was a huge blow to the Korean country's divine defense.

Judging from the increasing number of casualties every day, there is a risk that the Korean spiritual defense will not recover in the short term."

The host's voice was clearly audible in the cafeteria, and the Korean man's body became increasingly stiff.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, hitting them on the head with a blow, and their brains were dried out.

"Xi Ba~"

The weak sound of Xiba was squeezed out from the throat, and the group of Koreans felt as if the sky had fallen on them.

One second ago, they were dreaming of the universe country unifying the blue planet with the help of the Galaxy People, and the next second they were told that the Galaxy People not only did not help them, but also cut off the life they depended on for survival? ? !

When I heard the last sentence, I almost cried.

What is the risk of not recovering?

When they looked up again, they found that all the Xia people in the cafeteria were looking at them, with meaningful eyes so long that they couldn't stand it.

The fat kid next to them raised his head and imitated them:

"It won't affect our cooperation with your country at all. We might just go back at night."

After saying that, he approached Song Renji with a sincere expression and said:

“You sent twenty-four precious human bodies to the Xinghe people and killed three or four gods. So this is how you and the Xinghe people cooperated!

You Koreans are really kind people, and the whole country is full of kind people."

He said and gave a thumbs up.

Song Renji's skin turned visibly red.

My breathing gradually became heavier.

He felt a mechanical sound in his ears:

"Warning, warning!"

He was filled with grief and indignation, but as he was in the enemy camp, he forced himself to suppress his emotions.

It can only be said that Song Renji is quite capable to be the leader of this group of Koreans. On the other hand, the Koreans sitting next to him all look as pale as death, as if a family property inheritance agreement had suddenly arrived at home.

His eyes flashed, he pulled himself together, and sneered:

"Since the purpose of the Xinghe people is to obtain the life seed, do you think the Xinghe people will let your Xia country go?"

"Just wait. In a few days, your Xia country will also face the same situation and will be at the mercy of others."

"The white mist you blew up into the sky has no power to fight back against the Galaxy Empire."

"Your Xia country has a much larger population than ours. We don't know how many people will die in a day."

"I'm waiting to see you make a fool of yourself. Let's go."

After saying that, he walked out of the second canteen with a group of Koreans.

Faced with the vicious words, some people couldn't help but spit:

"How dare a dog that has lost its home bark so wildly?"

"We are not your delicate Koreans who only know how to find fathers everywhere. What can higher civilizations do to us?"

Having said that, worry is inevitable.

The human bodies of Qinglong Mansion have been fighting against gods in various places in Xia Country. They are familiar with many of the names. They put aside life and death for their safety. If they were killed by the people of Xinghe, it would absolutely be unacceptable.

Students in the food processing class are naturally no exception.

However, they have information channels that others do not have, and they all look at Bai Wu:

"Brother Wu, would the people of Xinghe really do this?"

Bai Wu shook his head and spread his hands:

"I don't know whether they will do this or not, but I won't allow them to do this. I didn't perform the bean-casting trick just now for you guys to see."

"Brother Wu is taking action, so we can rest assured."

The students in the food processing class breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Bai Wu was well prepared, it means that the situation is completely under his control and there is no need to worry too much.

"Speaking of which, these sticks are really mean people."

Some students stared at the backs of the Korean group and gritted their teeth.

"To fear power but not to cherish virtue, to have neither small courtesy nor great righteousness, is truly a barbarian."

"People like this deserve to be struck by lightning when they go out."

Zhang Qing said indignantly and disgustedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Renji took a step out of the door of the second cafeteria.

As one of the main restaurants of Peking University, the Second Canteen naturally has a large flow of people. People of all sizes come and go at the gate. Most of them have heard the news just now, and when they saw Song Renji and his group of people with obvious Korean style, they couldn't help but sneer.

This group of Koreans are well-known for their arrogant words and deeds in the Peking University forum.

It is really gratifying that such a thing is happening now.

The next second—

"Boom!"

Thunderclouds were rolling in the sky, and a flash of lightning emerged from the thunderclouds and struck straight towards the gate of the second cafeteria.

"Crack!"

The lightning flashed into the eyes of all the students in the second cafeteria, making their hair stand on end and they subconsciously dodged.

But when there was still some lightning in their eyes, some of them had already fallen down.

It was charred all over, like a piece of farm tool.

Before the Peking University students could express sympathy and regret, after seeing the man's identity clearly, the corners of their mouths could not help but curl up.

Try to hold on, just because you respect life.

The man who fell to the ground was actually the Korean Song Renji!

The fellow Koreans stood there, confusion written all over their faces.

I looked up at the sky. It was a vast blue sky with one or two white clouds.

Looking around again, there was a surge of people, and the closest one was only half a meter away from Song Renji.

So there are so many people at the entrance of the second canteen, and you are targeting the Koreans with this bolt from the blue?

Does your lightning also have boundaries?