Supreme Medicinal God

"The United States is unconquerable!"

The green-eyed foreigner yelled at Ye Feng's back and waved his fist in a demonstration. If he wanted to attract Ye Feng's attention, he would come back and have a contest with himself.

But his arm was just raised, but it was held by the foreigner with a high nose.

"Mr. Consul, why do you stop me? He is insulting our country!" The green-eyed foreigner looked back at the high-nosed foreigner, but at a glance, he couldn't help but stunned. "Consul, what happened to you?"

I saw that in just a few seconds, the consul's pink face with the liver color of the standard Anglo-Saxon pig was pale as paper at the moment, and the forehead and the tip of the nose were still covered with cold sweat of beans.

"You insult his country first, so he will insult you."

After a long time, the consul wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and looked at Ye Feng in the direction of leaving with fear, and said: "And you shouldn't blame me for holding you, you should be thankful that I held you before you let it go. This little life..."

"Afraid of losing my life? Do you think the consul can stand my fist with his small body?"

The green-eyed foreigner sneered.

"You see what is here..."

The consul smiled bitterly, then reached out and pointed at Ye Feng's palm where he had just landed on the table.

The green-eyed foreigner looked around and swept at once. The whole person was stunned, and his body shivered uncontrollably.

I saw a deep palm print on the solid metal desktop that was originally flat like a mirror.

And the size of the palm print is almost the same as Ye Feng's palm.

He dare not imagine that if Ye Feng's slap just fell on his shoulder instead of on the metal tabletop, what would be waiting for him at that moment.

I'm afraid his shoulders will be like a desktop, with a deep palm print.

It's just that there is one more palm print on the table, and it can be used for further use; but there is a concave palm print on the shoulder of the person, and that arm may be abandoned from now on.

"God, what kind of monster did we send to our kingdom..."

Frightened, the green-eyed foreigner crossed his chest frantically and muttered.

At this moment, the confidence in his heart collapsed, and even had a hunch.

Perhaps Ye Feng's words just now are not just for talking. This young man may really have the ability to conquer their country!

The consul was also silent, but a moment later, he quickly picked up the phone on the table and kept pressing numbers with his fingers.

He must tell the people in the FDA what happened in front of him at this moment and let them know how terrifying it is for them to ask the young man in the United States to make them do well. Dominant preparation.

Perhaps, even if it is prepared, it is only in vain.

Because in the face of absolute power, any preparation has no effect, and there is only one fate waiting for the weak:

Conquered!

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After leaving the embassy area, Ye Feng called Raytheon's phone and met him at the Mutton Hall.

Not seen for a few days, Thor became emaciated, his beard shaved, his eyes covered with red blood, and he looked like he hadn't slept for days and nights.

Ye Feng was shocked when he saw him.

"Senior, save me!"

As soon as he saw Ye Feng, Thor didn't say anything. He knelt head-on in front of Ye Feng and gave a loud bang.

This scene scared the owner of the lamb shop for a moment, and the diners in the room cast their eyes on it.

"Get up and talk, the elders' knees are so soft, aren't you afraid of jokes?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, reached out to pull Thor from the ground, and lowered his voice.

Thunder God heard the words, and only then stood up, but the tears in his eyes fell to the ground indisputably.

Looking at him, Ye Feng was irritated and funny. As for his virtue, he was also the eight warriors of the special mother. The eight cartilage were almost the same. I didn't know how this product killed so many people before.

"Since you left, Senior King urged me on a phone every day, and I don’t know what method he used to let the worms in my body torture me to death every day. If it’s not because of the fear of the senior, I’m afraid I really want to Say everything I know."

After entering the box, Raytheon wiped his tears and cried.

Fear me?

Ye Feng smiled disdainfully. He didn't know, what Thor said was all scenes. The real situation might be that he learned the truth of the broken heart vampire from his mouth, and he knew that he couldn't bear the pain and waited for his own rescue, even if he took the crystal If the ball went back to meet the Dragon King, it would be a dead end. If he had sold him, he would have sold him.

"Don't worry, the Dragon King can't take your life with me." After a faint smile, Ye Feng said: "You call the Dragon King now and tell him that you have got the crystal ball, but because the whereabouts are revealed, you must immediately Flee to the United States and ask him to meet at the headquarters, when I go with you to meet the guy."

"Senior, are you going to the country?"

Thunder God was shocked and did not cry, but looked at Ye Feng in amazement.

"Yes, I'm going to the United States to deal with some trivial matters." Ye Feng nodded and said: "I'm leaving tomorrow, it's not too late, so you contact Dragon King as soon as possible, and take the flight with me tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Raytheon breathed a sigh of relief. He took out a satellite phone in front of Ye Feng and called the Dragon King. After a short conversation, the phone hung up. He looked at Ye Feng and said: "I have already spoken to the Dragon King. I will meet at the headquarters five days later. But a little troublesome, besides me, seven of the eight major generals will also meet at the headquarters."

Let the Eight Battles gather together. What is this Dragon King planning to do?

Ye Feng heard his words slightly, but he was too lazy to pay attention to what a dead man was about to hang up. After taking a drink from the glass, he said, "How do the strengths of the other seven warlords compare with you?"

"We specialize in different directions, but our strengths are similar..." Raytheon replied to Ye Feng: "But in my opinion, as long as they know that the Dragon King is actually raising us as a fat pig, they will definitely not be with the predecessors. You are right."

"Then pray that they will not choose the wrong path for themselves."

Ye Feng smiled faintly, grabbed the knife in his hand, and cut down a piece of lamb vigorously.

When the flying swords first became available, it was when it was necessary to find someone to sacrifice their swords. Those so-called warriors would be able to get to know each other best. If they didn't, Ye Feng wouldn't mind taking their warm blood as a sacrifice to raise the flying sword.

Looking at Ye Feng's eyes, Thor's eyes changed, and there were both anxiety and anticipation in his eyes.

He is also looking forward to seeing the battle between Ye Feng and the Dragon King!

See if the Dragon King is stronger, or Ye Feng this Chinese dragon is even better!

(End of this chapter)