Nobumoto Sanada suddenly sweated with fright, it wasn't that he was stupid, it was Garcia who had admitted it, what could he do?

Besides, it's impossible for Garcia to join forces with the other party to deceive himself, right?

"Oh............ It turned out to be the prince of the Porcelain Dog Head Gang from China......"

"Oh, I've heard about the Touching Porcelain Dog Head Gang for a long time, and it's really a blessing to meet the prince of your sect today. Several of the big guys bowed their heads slightly and began to stammer.

What kind of joke, people who even Garcia fears, how can they not be flattering?

"Actually, I think that Ramo is a handsome brother who is qualified to be a godfather. Cirick spoke slowly, a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Cirick can see that although it is true that the Touch Porcelain Dog Head Gang is the number one faction in China, this prince is a pus.

It can be seen from his spat on the scene that this man is only ten years old! and he has no city government, he is better than others to sit in the position of godfather, right?

Besides, he and the temporary boss of your faction, Han Gaofei had dealt with him just now and formed a friendship, maybe in the future, Han Gaofei would be the boss of the Porcelain Dog Head Gang, and he would also rise with them.

So Ciric took the liberty of proposing to let Xie Lang sit as the godfather.

(It can't be involved in gangsters, so the word gangster will be replaced by a sect to write)

"Ah, he is a godfather?" Han Gaofei was stunned, as if he didn't expect Xie Lang to pick up a leak.

"Yes, I propose to let the prince of the Touch Porcelain Doghead Gang be our godfather. Chirik nodded.

“…… Haha, hahahahahaha......" Nobumoto Sanada didn't seem to expect it, and suddenly burst out laughing.

He burst out laughing, leaving everyone stunned.

"What, am I laughing wrong?? You say that this waste sits on the godfather, is it laughing to death when it is passed out...... Hahaha. The more Nobumoto Sanada laughed, the harder he laughed, as if he was going to die of laughter.

"President Shinmoto, could you please be polite...... He is the crown prince of China's most noble faction. Several bigwigs couldn't hold their faces, after all, the other party was Garcia's guest.

In addition, it is Hiric, the leader of the gang in country M, who proposed this kid to be the godfather, and the old turtle of Xinben scolded him in front of everyone, which is really shameless.

"Haha...... He is a Chinese ... What qualifications do you have to lead so many of us and be our godfather??" Shinmoto Sanada laughed again, coughing with laughter, and glaring at Xie Lang with disdain.

"What's wrong with the Chinese?" Han Gaofei frowned.

China is decades behind our countries in terms of military power and other aspects, and in my opinion, the Chinese will only do simple things, such as farming. And you people are good, actually propose to let a Chinese be our boss, and don't you be afraid to make people laugh when you spread it?"

Han Gaofei's face changed all of a sudden, becoming very ugly, and his expression was as cold as ice.

He knows that Chinese abroad are very discriminated against, and every time he sees those bad remarks about China, and his compatriots are being looked at by locals abroad, he has more of a sadness in addition to anger.

He is so angry that some people are obviously despised, and they have to go to the hot face and stick to people's cold ass, just like there are always some people on the Internet who say how their country is, and then say how good it is abroad, shouting that they will never want to be Chinese again in the next life, and talking about their motherland is full of hostility and indifference.

They always feel that they are high above and can look at their motherland coldly and then judge them wantonly, and they will never know the danger abroad, because they have not encountered it, and they will not understand the precious heritage precipitated by the long history and culture of the Chinese nation over thousands of years.

"Nobumoto Sanada!!" Han Gaofei suddenly grimaced, and he was about to have a seizure.

Suddenly, he was grabbed by Xie Lang, who shook his head expressionlessly and motioned for him to pay attention to his identity.

"Xinben Sanada, according to your meaning, our China is decades behind you, and we are only worthy of farming, right?" Xie Lang's voice changed suddenly, and he didn't have the money first.

"Isn't it, boy, do you know what Nobel Prizes are? Do you know how many Nobel Prizes we have won, and how many have you won in China? Hehe, a country with a population of more than one billion people, has only won a handful of Nobel Prizes, do you think it's time for you to reflect on yourself?"

"Oh no, it looks like there's a football... Team, we can go to the World Cup, can you do it? Laugh to death, a country with a population of more than a billion people, there are no more than a dozen people who play football, and they are only worthy of farming!!"

"You're right. Xie Langpi didn't smile, walked to the gate of the manor, and looked outside.

"President Shinmoto, would you mind coming to my side?" Xie Lang said when he turned back to Shinmoto Sanada, neither humble nor arrogant.

"What, even if I come, how about you, you still dare to do it to me, can't you drive me out?" Shin Moto Shin Tian Xia stood beside Xie Lang like a proud old peacock, without the slightest fear.

Seeing this, the other people at the scene looked at each other and followed behind Xie Lang.

"Please take a look, what's out there?" Xie Lang walked to the door and pointed to the ranch on the side.

Chirik and Garcia followed and looked at the ranch, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

Nobumoto Sanada followed his gaze to the pasture, and in the large pasture on the side, there was an old man in his seventies with gray hair, who was wiping the dirt on the cattle of the pasture.

"Hehe, isn't he just a peasant worker? Nobumoto Sanada was very dismissive.

Well, you're right, it's just a peasant worker. I don't know if you noticed that the old man is very old, why don't you do something good and help him?"

"What?" Nobumoto Sanada thought there was something wrong with his ears and glared at Xie Lang, "You asked me to help that old man herd cattle??"

"Oh? I just talk about things on a case-by-case basis, you said that we Chinese will only do simple things, such as farming, then herding cattle should also be a piece of cake for you, right? How, can't you do it?" Xie Lang said lightly, and pushed Shinmoto Sanada into a very embarrassing position.

"Just kidding! I'm the leader of the Yamaguchi gang, and you let me go herd cattle?

"Hehe, what's wrong with the boss? You can't even do something as simple as herding cattle, and you still want to have the face to say that you are the boss?" Xie Lang's sentences poked at the key point of Shinmoto Sanada.

"That's it, and he says he's the boss of the gang... Oops, I can't let a cow go, how did I lead so many little brothers. Cilik sneered on the side, he seemed to recognize the situation, and naturally stood on Xie Lang's side.