"Oh my God! Even the president of the United States and Her Majesty the Queen of Great Britain have come, and twenty-nine presidents of major countries have come, and it is said that many of them are still on their way. A hot girl exclaimed as she pointed at the screen with a thick accent.

"It's true, even Her Majesty the Queen has rushed there in person, tsk, it's really all nations!"

In addition to dignitaries, presidents, and prime ministers, there are many world celebrities, you see, that should be the world's richest man, Gelby, Juncker, Douglas...... Oh my God, it's incredible!"

"Now, the Oriental people have a long face!"

"Are these people crazy?"

"Stupid girl, what do you know!" The man next to the hot girl said in a huff: "Do you know what this Yaqi god means? He cleansed more than 10 million fierce beasts in half an hour and recovered all the fallen four islands in the East, do you say that such people, these presidents, and bigwigs can not be wooed?"

If you can ask him to take action and wipe out the fierce beasts entrenched in his own country, then his political achievements will be great, and it will be easy to run for re-election or something in the future. ”

"Amazing, now the Oriental people are starting to be beautiful!" a young man took a sip of wine very unpleasantly, "Fortunately, no one in our Huaxia has gone to visit him, and there is no need to visit him." ”

"Hehe, Huaxia people, can't you let go of that pathetic self-esteem?" At this moment, a shrill voice came.

Following the prestige, I saw a boy in a black samurai uniform with a white cloth tied to his head holding a glass of sake, drinking it beautifully, and at the same time muttering to himself: "What a great opportunity, don't seize it." China and the East are so close to each other, if you are wise, you should be the first to bow down to our great god Yaqi! The first to bow down has a very different meaning!"

", it's a little xx again" someone couldn't help but scold.

"Boy, what are you talking about, what is pathetic self-esteem? We have Xianmen in Huaxia, Ye Long Lord, Venerable and Zhuo Fairy, and we also have a powerful guardian god in Linhai, do we need to visit your gods? We can't worship the gods of our own family!" A middle-aged man couldn't help but scold back.

"Phew, what Zhuo Fairy, what Ye Dragon Lord, don't you have eyes? Last time the Fierce Beast Disaster, the strength of these two was barely comparable to that of the Fierce Beast King, at most they were able to overwhelm one head, and our Baqi Great God, pinching the Fierce Beast King to death is like pinching an ant to death, are you comparable?

If you are really so capable, where are there still fierce beasts on the earth, ridiculous!"

After the man finished speaking, he drank a glass of sake proudly!

"Just, even if what you said is right," the middle-aged man said very angrily, "But we still have the Venerable, when the fierce beast is in trouble, our Venerable has not made a move, and if you are not convinced, you can go to Wuzhi Mountain to see the two primeval beasts! That is the masterpiece of the guardian of our Linhai City......"

"Hehe, is it just a turtle with a shrunken head, and even I suspect that he is no longer alive!" The young man glanced at the people present with disdain, "You can admit it, it's not a shame to admit that it's not as good as us Dongyang people!"

"Fart~fart!"

"Wang Sangou, you bastard, are you still not from Huaxia anymore?" At this moment, a middle-aged woman with a child stood up very angrily, pointed at the young man and yelled.

"What? This little brute is a Chinese?"

"Wang Sangou?"

"Huaxia people, when did Lao Tzu say that he was a Huaxia person?" Wang Sangou stood up and said very disdainfully: "The most unfortunate thing in Lao Tzu's life is that he was cast into the wrong birth, and he came to your Huaxia, but it doesn't matter, Lao Tzu's soul belongs to the East, and now, Lao Tzu has obtained the green card of the East, and he will soon be converted into the people of the Yaqi God!"

"!"

"Bastard!"

"Which dog is this~ The pants of the thing are not tightened, and this embarrassing thing is released!"

Wang Sangou's words completely ignited the anger of the guests, and many people's fists were already clenched.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, Lao Tzu will teach you for your parents today, how to be a person, I don't care if you are an Eastern soul or a Western ghost, if you don't respect your ancestors, how can you still be?" A young man couldn't help but grab the dish in front of him and rushed over.

A dish of dishes called at the head of the king and the three dogs.

Bang!

The dish was shattered, and Wang Sangou was also crawled to the ground.

Wang Sangou covered his head, struggled to stand up, and looked at the young man with a hideous look.

"Beat Lao Tzu, boy, you dare to beat Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is now an Oriental citizen, if you dare to beat Lao Tzu, just wait to go to jail!"

"Beat you, Lao Tzu is still kicking you! Today, Lao Tzu is going to do your dog thing even if he is desperate to sit in prison!" The young man's temper seemed to be very impulsive, and he raised his foot and kicked Wang Sangou to the ground.

"Stop!"

Just then, a shrill voice came.

"What are you doing?" the young man was still angry, but he withdrew his fist anyway.

"Eight ~ Q Ga, you dare to beat us Dongyang people!" The person who came had a mustache, a typical Dongyang person dress, a katana at his waist, and stepped on clogs, like a crab with six relatives who did not recognize the steps, and walked in.

He had a look of unparalleled pride on his face, and he was followed by a woman in a blue kimono who followed with brisk steps.

"Boy, get down on your knees and apologize to him!"

Sanben Suzuki walked up to the young man proudly and looked at the young man condescendingly.

"Hehe, let Lao Tzu kneel for him, little devil, you dream!" The young man sneered: "Lao Tzu is beating people today, what's the matter, it's a big deal to go in and squat for two days, let Lao Tzu apologize to you, and do your Qingqiu dream!"

"Don't be afraid, young man, even if the police come, we will help you talk!" said an old man very angrily.

"Hehe, boy, you've thought about it!" A hint of hideousness flashed on Sanben Suzuki's face, "Dare to beat the people of my Great Dongyang Empire, I think you are tired and crooked!"

As he spoke, the knife on his waist was slowly withdrawn.

"What's the matter, little devil, do you still want to kill people in the street? Do you think that the current Huaxia is still the same as the Huaxia of eighty years ago?" The young man was angry by the arrogant behavior of this little devil, "Come and go, cut grandpa's neck, if you don't cut it, you will be a dog son!"

"Miscellaneous, you dare to try it!" At this time, several young and strong young men had already picked up the stools and gathered around!

One by one, they stared at Mihonsuzuki with disgruntle.

This little Dongyang is too arrogant!

It's just too much of a deception, and on the territory of the Chinese people, they actually want to cut people in public? Is this bullying me that there is no one in China?

(End of chapter)