"The United States is unconquerable!"
The green-eyed foreigner yelled at Ye Feng's back and waved his fist demonstratively, as if to attract Ye Feng's attention and make him turn around to fight with him.
But as soon as he raised his arm, he was held down by the high-nosed foreigner.
"Mr. Consul, why did you stop me? He is insulting our country!" The green-eyed foreigner turned back to look at the tall-nosed foreigner in dissatisfaction, but after a glance, he couldn't help but be a little dazed, and asked in confusion: "Consul, what's wrong with you?"
In just a few seconds, the consul's pink face, which was the standard liver color of the Anglo-Saxon race, turned as pale as paper, and his forehead and nose were covered with beads of cold sweat.
"You insulted his country first, so he insulted you."
After a long time, the consul wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked in the direction where Ye Feng left with lingering fear, and said: "And you shouldn't blame me for holding you back. You should be thankful that I held you back and didn't let you lose your life..."
"Are you afraid that I'll lose my life? Consul, do you think that with his small body, he can withstand a punch from me?"
The green-eyed foreigner sneered.
"Look what's here..."
The consul smiled bitterly, then pointed to the place where Ye Feng's palm had just landed on the table.
The green-eyed foreigner heard the sound and looked over. He was stunned at a glance and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
I saw that on the solid metal table top that was originally as smooth as a mirror, there was now a deep palm print.
Moreover, the size of the palm print was almost exactly the same as Ye Feng's palm.
He didn't dare to imagine what would have happened to him if Ye Feng's slap had not landed on the metal table but on his shoulder.
I'm afraid there will be a deep palm print on his shoulder like the table.
There is just one more palm print on the table, which can still be used; but there is an extra concave palm print on the person's shoulder, and the arm will probably be disabled from now on.
"God, what kind of monster have we sent into our country..."
In fear, the green-eyed foreigner crossed himself frantically and muttered something.
At this moment, the confidence in his heart collapsed, and he even had a vague premonition.
Perhaps what Ye Feng said just now was not just talk. This young man might really have the ability to conquer their country!
The consul also remained silent, but after a moment, he quickly picked up the phone on the table and kept dialing numbers with his fingers flying.
He had to tell the people at the Food and Drug Administration what was happening before their eyes, to let them know how terrifying the young man they had asked him to invite to the United States was, and to prepare them to be dominated by this giant Chinese dragon.
Perhaps, even if you are prepared, it will be in vain.
Because in the face of absolute power, any preparation is useless. There is only one fate waiting for the weak:
Conquered!
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After leaving the embassy area, Ye Feng called Lei Shen and made an appointment to meet him at the mutton restaurant.
After not seeing him for a few days, Thor looked much more haggard, with untidy beard and bloodshot eyes, as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights.
When Ye Feng saw him, he was really shocked.
"Senior, save me!"
As soon as he saw Ye Feng, Thor knelt down in front of Ye Feng without saying a word and kowtowed repeatedly.
This scene frightened the mutton shop owner, and the diners in the room all turned their eyes over.
"Stand up and talk. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for being so weak-kneed?"
Ye Feng frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to pull the Thunder God up from the ground, and lowered his voice.
After hearing this, Thor stood up timidly, but the tears in his eyes fell to the ground.
Looking at his appearance, Ye Feng was both angry and amused. With this kind of character, he was called one of the eight great generals, or eight spineless ones. I don't know how this guy killed so many people in the past.
"Since you left, the Dragon King has called me every day to urge me. I don't know what method he used, but the poisonous insect in my body tortured me to death every day. If it weren't for my respect for you, I would have told you everything I know."
After entering the box, Thor wiped his tears and cried.
Awe of me
Ye Feng sneered. How could he not know that what the Thunder God said were just polite words. The real situation was probably that after he learned the truth about the Heart-Breaking Vampire Gu from his mouth, he knew that if he could not endure the pain and wait for him to come back to rescue him, he would die even if he took the crystal ball back to see the Dragon King, so he would have sold him out completely.
"Don't worry, I'm here, the Dragon King can't take your life." After a faint smile, Ye Feng said: "Call the Dragon King now and tell him that you have got the crystal ball, but because your whereabouts have been exposed, you must flee to the United States immediately. Make an appointment with him to meet at the headquarters, and then I will go with you to meet that guy."
"Senior, are you going to the United States?"
Thor was shocked and stopped crying. Instead, he looked at Ye Feng in astonishment.
"Yes, I have to go to the United States to deal with some trivial matters." Ye Feng nodded, and then said: "I will leave tomorrow, there is no time to lose, so you should contact the Dragon King as soon as possible and take the flight with me tomorrow."
"yes!"
Upon hearing this, Lei Shen let out a long sigh of relief. In front of Ye Feng, he took out a satellite phone and called the Dragon King. After a brief conversation, he hung up the phone and looked at Ye Feng and said, "I have already talked to the Dragon King. He asked me to meet him at the headquarters in five days. But it's a bit troublesome because, in addition to me, the other seven of the eight generals also have to meet at the headquarters."
What is the Dragon King planning to do by gathering the eight great generals together
Ye Feng's heart was slightly moved when he heard this, but he was too lazy to care about what a dying man was up to. He took a sip of wine from his glass and said, "How do the other seven warriors compare to you?"
"We specialize in different areas, but our strengths are similar..." Lei Shen answered and said to Ye Feng, "But in my opinion, once they know that the Dragon King is actually raising us like fat pigs, they will definitely not go against you, Senior."
"Then let's pray that they won't choose the wrong path for themselves."
Ye Feng smiled faintly, grabbed the knife in his hand, cut off a piece of mutton with force, and put it into his mouth with the tip of the knife.
The flying sword is just formed, and it is time to find someone to sacrifice it. It would be best if those so-called generals could be sensible. If they don’t, Ye Feng doesn’t mind using their warm blood as a sacrifice to nourish the flying sword.
Looking at Ye Feng's eyes, Thor's gaze changed, with both anxiety and expectation in his eyes.
He was also looking forward to seeing the battle between Ye Feng and the Dragon King!
Let’s see whether the Dragon King is stronger, or Ye Feng, the Chinese dragon, is more impressive!
(End of this chapter)