Ye Qingyang stretched out his right hand and gestured OK.
Playing racial slurs in front of yourself
A yellow-skinned pig
"If you slap yourself 100 times now, I can consider letting you go."
Ye Qingyang was polite first and then attacked, giving him what he thought was the lightest punishment.
"Sorry, sir, our noble race will never admit our mistakes to inferior races." The old white woman looked mean and shook her head in refusal.
Her husband is also a staunch supporter of ethnography. As the saying goes, it is not a family that does not belong to the same family.
In their minds, except for white people, all other races are inferior and inferior.
They have made similar remarks before, but because of their status, money, and power, no one can sanction them.
"you sure?"
Ye Qingyang couldn't bear it. He was a yellow man who was full of kindness in his heart.
"Certain, certain and undeniable!"
White women are so arrogant that all they have to do is write white YYDS on their faces.
"Also, let me tell you, as a white man, how can you sink yourself and be with a yellow-skinned pig? You can just play with such a low-level race, but you must not treat us white people Giving her your genes will tarnish the purity of our bloodline!"
"If you keep saying that, I'm going to beat you!"
"What's going on, I just scolded her, what can you do to me? I just want to scold, yellow-skinned pig - yellow-skinned pig - yellow-skinned pig, hit me, you idiot!" The white woman looked at Ye Qingyang like a shrew. Swearing.
"Snapped-"
Ye Qingyang reflexively threw his right hand at the white woman's face. The white woman who had been chattering just now rose up from the ground and flew toward the store door like a rag.
"Click—"
With overwhelming momentum, the white woman crashed through the glass and rolled onto Rockefeller Street.
"I, Cao, you dare to hit someone, I will fight you!"
When the white man saw his wife being beaten, he was so angry that he picked up a stick on the counter and swung it at Ye Qingyang's head.
Ye Qingyang kicked out his left foot, instantly hitting the opponent's perineum.
"Snapped-"
There was an inaudible cracking sound. The white man's eyes protruded, and he made a sound that was not like a human voice. He covered his little peach and curled up on the ground.
The whole process lasted less than a minute, and the fate of the two white couples was uncertain.
Ye Qingyang felt refreshed and the whole world was much cleaner.
Thanos's method is indeed good. Although it is simple and crude, it is very effective.
The clerk in the watch store was stunned. Before the melon-eaters could react, the white couple were all killed.
"Everyone heard it. He asked me to fight, so I did it. I have never heard such a request in my life."
Ye Qingyang said, cupping his hands towards the melon-eaters in the store.
"Tony, you hit someone, will everything be okay?"
Wei Zhenzhen walked to her side timidly and said worriedly.
"It's okay, I was just acting in self-defense."
Ye Qingyang patted her little hand and comforted her.
The corner of the shopping guide girl standing at the counter twitched. She was just in self-defense. It was obviously you who made the first move, okay
"I'm so lucky today. I have an old wolf to treat me to. I won't answer your phone calls. What's the use of hitting him? What's the use of hitting him?"
"Hello? Hill? Just in time, I have something to ask you for help here. Send someone over to deal with it quickly. I suspect that two armed men from the middle of the world intend to rebel. What? Robots are destroying border towns and need my assistance? No problem, I just want to see the power of the Destroyer."
Ye Qingyang hung up the phone, looked at the worried Wei Zhenzhen and smiled.
"Don't worry, just wait here and someone will make arrangements soon."
Wei Zhenzhen nodded, knowing that her man would not lie to her.
After saying that, Ye Qingyang walked outside.
"Sir, you can't leave. We have called 911. Please wait here for processing."
The manager of the watch store came over, along with a few security guards.
"What, you want to stop me too? Why didn't anyone come forward when that old woman scolded me just now?"
Ye Qingyang took off his sunglasses and mask.
"Huh? You are Mr. Tony the Big Shit!"
The store manager's legs softened and he sat on the ground.
"I ask again, are you sure you want to stop me?"
"No, no, no, the young one is blind and did not recognize that it was your boss who was coming. Please excuse me. There was indeed a very dangerous person who tried to do evil to you just now. We can all testify!"
The shopkeeper turned around and looked at his subordinates and said
"Do you think so?"
"Yes, they also have weapons of mass destruction. If Mr. Tony Shit hadn't taken action, I'm afraid the end of New York would have come!"
A shopping guide lady exclaimed.
The shopkeeper nodded, "You are a good boy, I will give you a salary increase later."
Ye Qingyang walked to the street outside the store, raised his hands high, and shook the smart bracelet on his wrist.
Pedestrians on the street looked at him as if they were a fool, but he remained unmoved and narrowed his eyes instead.
If there were so many people staring at him in his previous life, Ye Qingyang would definitely dig a hole and jump down. But it is different now. Even if he runs on the street without clothes, tomorrow's Planet Daily will only say one thing - a great performance artist. Mr. Tony the Big Shit is dedicating himself to art.
And the comments below will all be that Tony’s dad is so handsome!
Tony’s dad is so approachable!
I'm going to give birth to a monkey for Tony's dad!
"call-"
Several flashes of fashion flashed across the sky, instantly arming Ye Qingyang.
"Click—click—"
A crowd of melon-eating people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures. What just happened
Iron Man appeared in Rockefeller's business district!
"Wow, so cool. This is the latest armor developed by Iron Man! It can be assembled from thousands of miles away!"
Ignoring these idiots, Ye Qingyang nodded to Wei Zhenzhen in the store, then rose into the sky and rushed towards the border town in western New York.
Time goes back two hours.
Our handsome Thor, the God of Thunder, personally cooked and prepared a sumptuous breakfast for Eric and Darcy.
"Thanks."
Darcy winked at Eric, looking at this handsome guy, he has good looks, good cooking skills, and he is so good at fighting. He is really good in the hall and in the kitchen.
"You're welcome."
Thor wiped his hands with a towel and said.
On the avenue outside the town, four Asgardians in strange costumes swaggered forward following the address Heimdall told them.
"Head, Team 2 noticed movement. A strange person is approaching the target location."
Two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents squatted on the commanding heights of the town, staring at the Asgardian quartet with binoculars.