The human being is a super god, the son of the devil!

Chapter 116

Just kidding, as soon as these Western journalists open their mouths, he wants to know what this group of people wants to pull.

Since you like to button your hat, then I will defeat magic with magic and see who buttons the hat to beat.

Sure enough, a few big hats were buttoned down, and the reporter immediately fell into disarray, ~ he messed up his rhythm

It looks very flustered, and there is no sense of aggressiveness just now.

He whispered, "But... Can.. But even so, you shouldn't hit someone, it's so heavy..."

Ling Ye sneered, this kid is a dead duck with a hard mouth, don't you shut up after all this is done?

"Ha, I'll just hit it, I'm still just one person, I can only say that the other party is too weak, they fell before I could make a move, or tooyoung!"

"But even if the other party takes out a knife, it's just an impulse, you can stop him, reason with him, I'm sure he will listen to your reasoning. "

The reporter was still talking nonsense, Lingye glanced at him and took a few steps forward.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, a snap slapped directly into the other party's face.

The reporter's face suddenly swollen and looked like half of the monkey's buttocks, and he roared angrily at first, trying to fight with Lingye.

"Look, look, I'm just on impulse, you can reason with me, why are you so excited?"

After saying this, Ling Ye gently stroked his palm and said, "God said, if you are slapped on the left cheek, a reasonable person like you should let me hit the right cheek as well." "

"You.... You!"

The reporter was so angry that he couldn't speak, his fingers were trembling with anger, and you didn't hold back a fart for a long time.

Because this is what he said to Ling Ye just now, people are just using it to learn and use it, if he is angry, then doesn't he say that he is a clown?

Although he looked like a clown now, he snorted coldly and stopped talking.

When Lingye beat people before, the reporters on the side pressed the shutter and called it fast and accurate, and directly captured it frantically from various angles.

But now it's a bit of a problem, this man is completely hob meat, and he can even use magic to defeat magic.

"Mr. Lingye, according to the video that broke out on the Internet, are you trying to incite racism?"

He's a lot smarter, and he doesn't talk about beating people in the night, but in fact, he can't know what kind of urine those hey ghosts are.

must have a bad mouth, but as a result, he was ridiculed by others, and then found that his appearance couldn't compare, and he couldn't spray it, and he was scolded for breaking the defense, so he drew the knife directly.

"Who do you listen to? You media people, don't listen to the wind or the rain! You have to make your own judgment, right?"

Ling Ye looked distressed, and his expression became complicated.

"As a journalist, you have to tell the facts, right? You can't just take someone else's defensive weapon and hit the other side and say I'm inciting. "

Speaking of this, the distress on his face became even stronger:

"You, since you have this kind of thought, it proves that you must think this way in your heart, and when you have this idea in your head, you see that everyone feels the same as you. "

"This..."

The reporter who asked the question was stupid, how could this person talk nonsense with his eyes open?

The videos on the Internet have been recorded, and this guy is talking about farm tools, picking cotton, eating watermelons, etc., which is more presumptuous than the word hey.

"I heard you talk about farm tools and stuff in the video. "

"Then he said you are a white pig, you are a white pig???"

Ling Ye sneered, this reporter was directly dumbfounded, big brother, this is a live broadcast!

The old white men who saw this scene on the TV all burst into laughter, and they all showed happy expressions.

Qi Lin on the side rolled her eyes, are these reporters so poor now?

Yan was also speechless, and sure enough, she heard an elder reprimand from the information, saying that Western reporters and Red Sky reporters don't have a good thing except for running fast.

It seems that as expected, this level of skill is completely unbeatable.

Without waiting for everyone to react, Ling Ye casually grabbed a microphone closest to him and held it in his hand, and for a while, everyone looked at him nervously.

This camera is almost on Lingye's face, but it's the kind that shoots vigorously.

"You guys, some people ask me if I'm a racist, and I can answer you that I don't have any comment, and then you're not happy, so what?"

"Mr. Na Lingye.."

As soon as a reporter wanted to speak, he was directly interrupted by Lingye's ignorance, only to see him continue to talk eloquently:

"Ah, I mean all races, not just one ah, as long as you can commit less crimes, don't rob things, don't learn from people to mix gangs, don't learn to steal things from people since you were a child, who has time to discriminate against others, right?

Many reporters laughed after hearing this, and many viewers in front of the TV also laughed, and the red-necked old white man laughed very happily.

It refers to all races, but stealing, crime, robbery, gangsters, and no father, so I almost gave the word hey ghost in the face, but people are right.

You reduce the crime rate, you don't commit crime, and people don't refer to a particular race.

"Mr. Lingye, are you referring to the fact that all the people are criminals?"

Another iron-headed baby asked out loud, and Lingye felt very unhappy when he was interrupted from speaking.

"You see, as I said before, when you ask someone this question, you already have the default answer in your mind, you are the real racist"

He buttoned up the hat with a backhand that must be racist, and the reporter felt the sympathetic gaze of many people, and his scalp tingled for a while.

If this horse is caught by his peers, he will definitely be finished, and he will definitely be hacked and squeezed down.

"Again, I declare that I hate all those who steal, rob, get strong, who have been gangsters since childhood, who have a constant amount of swearing, do you understand?"

A group of white people thought, aren't you still discriminating against hey people? At least now you haven't talked about not having a father since you were a child.

A lot of the hey people who sat in front of the TV were about to explode, and the one who stepped on the horse was almost named, isn't this bastard talking about them?

Thinking about your own behavior, it seems that everything is right. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Their noses were almost crooked, but they were helpless, because Lingye felt like that.

You know he's scolding you, but you don't have any evidence, he insinuates and satirizes you, but people say it's everyone.

It's just that you don't fight for yourself, and all of them are in the conditions of being seated by others, what can you do?

"You media, you must be careful, don't see the wind or the rain, ah, don't just fabricate some accusations for people out of nothing, you know?

The reporters present were scolded and didn't know how to speak, as long as they dared to ask questions, they would be decisively detained by the other party with all kinds of big hats.

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Damn, who is the journalist in the United States????

"Eh, you people, you are very familiar with this set of values, after all, you are still too tooyoung!

The corners of Qi Lin's mouth twitched on the side, and she inexplicably felt that when Ling Ye said this, it seemed that someone had put her on the list of shots.

And it's the kind of urgency, the death omen star on this guy's head is so big.

"Let me tell you that I have experienced a hundred battles and have seen a lot! Media, you still have to improve your knowledge level, don't always think about buttoning people's hats, this is not good!"

Everyone at the scene rolled their eyes wildly, who buttoned the hat to whom???

The onlookers Chloe were stupid, she, like Claire, now looked at Lingye as if she were looking at the gods.

This guy not only scolds the media, but also who dares to refute and backhands the other party to buckle a big hat, the kind that is not easy to pick up.

"You still have one advantage, and that is that you can run fast! But the questions you ask are too simple. (too superficial)"

After saying this, Ling Ye added a sentence later: "sometimesna?ve (sometimes very naïve) do you understand?"

Many viewers who watched the live broadcast burst into shocking applause, even some of the hey people who were scolded as farm tools agreed with these words.

They grew up in this country, so they naturally know how capable these reporters are at doing things, and the black ones will turn white for you.

The white ones are painted black for you, and from time to time they set traps for you to jump, chasing the wind and shadows, and taking them out of context is even more handy.

"I'm not a journalist, but I've seen too much, and I have to tell you about this life experience, which I said as an elder who has come before!"

The reporters present were all numb, how did the interview that was supposed to be an interview to ask the teacher for guilt turn into a meeting to criticize them?

"Huaguo has a saying, I like it very much, it is called muffled and rich!"

"It's the loudest thing to make a fortune in a muffled voice, you people always like to make such a big deal (naïve!)"

"You guys, don't always think about making a big news, label me racist, and then pull me out and criticize me, naive (naive!)"

Ling Ye threw two naive (naïve!) out in a row, and the scene that was originally a bit noisy could be heard at this time.

Everyone held their breath and stared, for fear that they would be caught and severely criticized by the other party if they said a word.

"You can't do it like this, there is no future for journalistic work like this! Okay, that's all I have to say. "

After Ling Ye finished speaking, he pulled Qi Lin and Yan to slap Claire, turned around and planned to leave.

"That's... That one... Can you give me the microphone back?"

A weak voice came, it was the reporter who had just been robbed of the microphone by him, this was a beautiful female reporter with short hair, who seemed to be very capable and strong.

But today, under the hustle and bustle of the night, all the reporters were shut down.

"Oh, thank you, ma'am, I'm sorry, I might have been a little more serious just now, what's your name?"

Ling Ye showed a kind smile, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, and many female viewers suddenly turned into little fans.

"Louise Lane"

(Superman's Reporter Girlfriend Spoon).