Chapter 349 - 349 338 Shameless


349: Chapter 338 Shameless 349: Chapter 338 Shameless Perhaps the only thing that could give other races a higher regard for them is that Africans generally like to band together, and you can always see a group going about doing everything together, and then disputes arise.


The backgrounds of these two Africans were mysterious, they could possibly be stowaways.


Song Yun laid his face on the table and said, “I actually don’t like dealing with you, but the condition is to not provoke me.


If you anger me, even if you’re a foreigner, I’ll beat you just the same.”


“Oh my god, Quinn, did you hear what this yellow-skinned monkey just said?


He actually said he’s going to beat us up.” One of the Africans yelled exaggeratedly.


“Aren’t all you yellow-skinned monkeys supposed to be meek and deferential?


Why are you any different?


We are foreigners, did you understand that?


We have privileges in your country, and if you touch me, you’ll receive a summons from your government,” the Black Devil laughed loudly, as if he found what he said very funny.


Song Yun could only shrug helplessly at this.


The Black Devil was right; Huaxia was indeed a place many foreigners liked to come, not for any other reason but because Huaxia’s protection measures for foreign friends were very strict.


If a foreigner and a local resident had a dispute, the foreigner would always come out on top.


Isn’t there a saying, ‘first the foreigner, second the official, third the minority, fourth the overseas returnee, fifth the Han Chinese’?


This already clearly shows the status of the Han Chinese in Huaxia, their sheer numbers making their social status seem lowly.


At this, Song Yun had no words, staring at the two annoying Black Devils, Song Yun squinted his eyes and coldly laughed, “Don’t underestimate us Huaxia people.


We are a lion that has already awakened.


Sooner or later, you will pay for what you’ve done.”


“Ha ha, you loser, still thinking your country will stand up for you?


Stop joking, your country sends countless materials to our Africa every year, yet there are still people starving in your own country.


This is the lion you speak of?


It’s truly laughable,” the one called Quinn disdainfully said.


“Our country sends materials to your place because you all can’t cover your bodies or fill your bellies.


That’s out of pity, okay?


As for our internal affairs, it’s none of your business.


Let me tell you, we Huaxia people never accept charity; it’s what our ancestors taught us.


Whatever we want, we earn ourselves, and if we want something tasty, we go buy it, not sit at home waiting for someone’s relief rice.”


“Humph, so what?


There are still people starving in your country, still people scamming others, still people begging,” the Black Devil said.


“As for you, in front of the two of us, all you can do is flap your lips.


Kid, let me tell you, no matter how big your backing is, in Huaxia, we are the most important.”


“Song Yun, they’re so annoying, I can’t even eat,” Li Yueyue complained while biting her chopsticks.


“Can you two go away, don’t disturb our meal.”


“Sweetie, if you’re going somewhere, come with us.


You shouldn’t stick with this monkey.


Look at how scrawny he is.


Then look at me, brother; my strength is very impressive,” the Black Devil said while making suggestive hip-thrusting gestures.


Li Yueyue gave him a disgusted look and replied, “I dislike your black and slippery appearance, looking like a lump of coal.”


“What’s wrong with coal?


Strength is what matters.


I can handle three or four at a time,” Quinn stepped forward and snickered lewdly.


“We guarantee you’ll have a great time, so pleasurable it’ll send you flying high.”


“Sorry, but we Huaxia women, no matter what, only mess with people who are clean.


Our bloodline is the Yan and Yellow bloodline, not to be tainted by you chimps,” Liu Ran also stood up and said.


“The sin is in your blood, and you’ve been enslaved throughout history.


If I were with you, my father would literally kill someone.”


“We’re just playing around, as you would say, ‘fucking,’ and after that, we each go our way,” the Black Devil continued to leer and chuckle.


In the face of such shameless people, the women really had nothing to say, or to put it another way, talking to them was simply an insult to themselves.


“Hey beauty, are you ignoring us now?


Don’t you want to experience something thrilling?” the Black Devil pursued, “Just imagine being pinned down by a dirty person, wanting to fight back but having no strength, only able to gasp delicately.


That kind of physical and emotional pleasure, how wonderful.”


The things the two Black Devils said grew increasingly unbearable, and more and more perverse.


Song Yun frowned and said, “You two, leave this place, okay?


Remember, no matter how long you stay, the ground you step on is Huaxia’s, not your turf.


If you want to act shamelessly, roll back to your homeland.”


“Hey brother, don’t be so heartless.


It’s just a woman.


Play and then dump her.


I see these women here, you’ll get no enjoyment from them anyway, better off with us,” Quinn saw the women ignoring them and turned back to pester Song Yun.


“That’s enough, get the hell out of here,” Qingluan was always fiery-tempered.


If this were ancient times, you’d be sold here as Kunlun Slaves, merely slaves with slightly more strength, what rights do you have to blabber here?


“Sweetie, are you mad now?” Quinn reached out to touch Qingluan’s face.


Others might look pretty but couldn’t handle much, but this chick was hot, and her physique was top-notch, great for having a good time for a long while.


“Beat it,” Qingluan didn’t even touch his hand, but picked up her chopsticks and fiercely smacked his hand.


“I’m warning you for the last time, get out.”


Quinn was hit hard by that strike, his hand burning with pain.


Frustrated, he caused a big scene.


This was a recurring base tendency of their race; if things didn’t go their way, they’d get furious.


Song Yun had seen too many examples of this.


The two Black Devils immediately flipped the table, yelling furiously in their own language.


Upon seeing this, Qingluan was instantly enraged.


Damn it, she had lived so long and had never seen anyone dare to flip her table.


Goddamn it, if you push me too far, I might just kill your country’s important people and push you back to primitive living.


“Wait, someone’s coming,” Song Yun lit a cigarette and calmly stated.


“I’m actually curious to see how our fellow countrymen will handle this situation.”