Although Mosquito Swallow was very aggrieved, he could only bow his head in the face of enemies he couldn't beat.
"I don't know, Mr. Ling, what compensation do I want."
Ling Fei took Mu Qingcheng's little hand, sat down in the front seat, glanced at the mosquito swallow, and said calmly:
"First of all, 500 billion soft sister coins."
"What? This is too much, right?"
"Eight hundred billion!"
Ling Fei directly increased the price.
"Mr. Ling, can you be less, we..."
Mosquito Yan wanted to plead, but Ling Fei interrupted him without mercy.
"one trillion!"
That tone was unquestionable, completely blocking the mosquitoes.
"I... okay!"
At this moment, the mosquitoes are so angry that they want to scold their mother, but they have to be obedient.
If you continue to care about Ling Fei, it is possible for him to call ten trillion!
But Mu Qingcheng's heart had already begun to jump with horror.
One trillion soft sister coins! How much does it cost? Even if it is the world's top family, how many can have a trillion?
What's more terrible is that it's coming!
Suddenly there was a trillion, and Mu Qingcheng actually felt that he was really poor before!
"The second thing is that all the senior officials from Korea who went to China, none of them stayed, and all were executed by me."
"Yes!"
Ling Fei didn’t need to say about this. The Mosquito Swallow would do the same. If it weren’t for those idiots, how could he have fallen into such a sad state? Why should the entire Goryeo lose so much?
"The third thing, if I have any needs in the future, Goryeo must obey unconditionally. To be precise, your entire Goryeo is my dog! I let you go east, you can’t go west, I let you catch dogs , You can’t throw the chicken out. If you are not convinced, yes, I don’t mind coming over at any time and destroying your entire Goryeo."
These last words made the mosquito disaster Yan's body shake.
Ugh! From then on, Goryeo was a dog of others, and it was really hopeless to live this day.
But it's better to be a dog and die! The mosquito swallow can only agree in frustration.
Seeing his promise, Ling Fei waved his hand.
"Okay! Go away, I want to be quiet for a while."
"Yes."
Mosquito Yan agreed and ordered his men to carry him away.
This is really humiliating! Because this is the presidential palace of Korea, and he is the president of Korea! However, being called by Ling Fei like a dog, calling him back and forth without leaving him a trace of affection.
Old Chen couldn't help feeling inwardly that Ling Fei was too powerful!
Throughout the ages, only those powerful monarchs in the war era can humiliate the monarch of another country. In modern society, this is almost impossible!
But now, Ling Fei has done it.
The domineering gesture made Old Chen couldn't help feeling like he wanted to surrender.
After Mosquito Swallow and a group of sticks passed by, Old Chen smiled to Ling Fei:
"Mr. Ling is worthy of being the dragon among my people in China. How could it be your opponent in a mere Gaoli, a small place? He is seeking his own death."
Ling Fei glanced at Old Chen.
"Stop flattering. If you didn't find my wife to stop me today, I would have killed Korea! Humph!"
"Hehe, I know Mr. Ling has this strength. But, has Mr. Ling thought about how big hidden dangers China will bring to China if Goryeo is destroyed? If Goryeo is destroyed, the American emperor, other countries, which one is willing to give up? These people will definitely choose to deal with Huaxia unanimously because of fear. At that time, Huaxia will be in danger."
Ling Fei glanced at him.
"If that's the case, Ling Fei alone will be enough to calm all countries in the world."
Old Chen smiled again.
"Hehe, I know Mr. Ling is superb, but there are still some people on this earth who are comparable to him. If they all unite, I'm afraid Mr. Ling will also have a headache!"
Ling Fei frowned slightly and said:
"You mean, there are other people in this world who can do what I am?"
"This is natural. If you don't talk about other countries, just talk about China. Some ancestors of the hermit sect have this ability. And our patron saint of China, the sword emperor Qinglong, is also a very remarkable figure. He began to practice since he was born. He entered the innate at the age of ten, entered the foundation building at the age of 20, and entered the golden core cultivation base at the age of 30. He is now more than 40 years old. I don’t know what kind of terrifying cultivation base he has achieved. It is said that China is going to unify the world and has been unified long ago. Why hasn't there been any movement so far? Gai is because, in this world, there are not only the sword emperor Qinglong, but also other masters, as many as the carp of the river!"
Ling Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't expect that this kind of genius against the sky also existed on the earth.
But if you think about it carefully, even though the aura on the earth is barren, there is still aura after all, and if there are billions of people on the earth, if they can’t train a few decent monks, then everyone on the earth can die. No longer need to live in this world.
But even so, what's to be afraid of?
He Ling Fei was in the realm of cultivating immortals, stepped into the cultivator of the gods, and cultivated for many years. He didn't know how many primordial soul cultivators had been killed. There were so many golden cores, and the foundation-building congenitals were even more numerous!
No matter how strong a person on earth is, there are certain limits. When his cultivation level rises, even if these people join hands, why would he be afraid of it?
Seeing Ling Fei's thoughts, Old Chen thought that Ling Fei had listened to him, he smiled and said:
"But Mr. Ling is not at a loss in this trip. The compensation of one trillion soft sister coins and the sticks used to deal with the wife will also be beheaded, and in the future they will be surrendered by the entire Goryeo. These add up to a huge amount. Harvest."
"Humph."
Ling Fei snorted softly, what about these in his eyes? Waiting for him to improve his cultivation, become a generation of gods, open up the world, and create his own world. There will be as many slaves as he wants. There is only a Goryeo, he still does not care.
Old Chen gave a wry smile and said:
"It's Mr. Ling, you still don't take such a big advantage in your eyes. By the way, I don't know what you said last time, Mr. Ling..."
Ling Fei glanced at him.
"Look at what you are doing."
Old Chen smiled.
"I can't help it. I don't have the patience of Mr. Ling. I can live one more day, it's one day."
"Understood, you come up with me, I will improve your lifespan."
Old Chen immediately got up and bowed to Ling Fei excitedly.
"Then thank you Mr. Ling."
This time, Mu Qingcheng was not surprised at all.
Ling Fei is a god-like figure, even if he blows up the earth now, she won't be shocked!
At this time, in the land of the north of the Yangtze River, in front of the Chu family, one old and one young was slowly pacing over.
The old man is dressed in Miao Jiang, thin and wrinkled, but his eyes are brilliant, revealing his extraordinary.
And that young man, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, started walking without taking up the dust in his footsteps. Obviously, he was already an innate master!