"Oriental Demon!" The middle-aged lady howled. Her tone dripped with surprise and disgust.
'Oriental Demon?' Gu Jun might not understand the first world but he did grasp the second. From the tone employed, he quickly came to the realization that he had ended up at a place where the residents were not friendly to Easterners. The people from the other houses came out from hearing the scream. The first was a fat and short middle-aged man. His face was heavily freckled. He shouted agitatedly, "Damn you, bastard. Fucking heathen. Get out of here! Stay away from our homes!"
"Okay." Gu Jun raised his hands in surrender. He did not want to get into conflict with these people. "I'm going."
"Damn it, John. You useless thing, how could you let this heathen into our town?!" The middle-aged man cursed. A child less than 3 peeked out from the house. He looked on with curiosity. Noticing this, the man shouted, "Grab me my damn gun, quick!"
