There's No Time to Explain, Get in the Car!

"Chinese, it's time to leave."

The door was roughly pushed open.

The Frenchman, Adrian, looked at the Chinese man lying on the bed and said bluntly.

This was the norm.

Little Bob's initial politeness to Kang Jinzhu only stemmed from a hypocritical pretense. Later on, his respect was moved by Kang Jinzhu's wisdom and love for his family.

As humans, many emotions in this world were ultimately similar.

However, understanding and approval required time and process.

The most important problem was that the noble and proud white man was unwilling to look at the world outside him and disdained to understand. He could not be bothered to waste time.

To Adrian, this Chinese person was only a captive, and he was a Chink. To mercenaries who were used to killing and death, he was nothing.

It was no different from the black people in this country. He was only temporarily useful.