"You're wiping my ass? How is this possible? ”

Han Feng moved his body strangely, which immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er.

The barbecue is still going on, and now is the time when the wine is hot, and the crazy brother naturally has a little inappropriate thoughts, and is rubbing his wife one by one, and he receives a complaint call from Liu Yun.

Someone else to wipe the butt? We are very hygienic and moral young people!

"Americans? Middle East? Han Feng had to laugh, very innocent:

"The whole world knows that I have indeed been to the Middle East, otherwise where would there be this month of peace? Now that the Americans are ready for war, they are going to pay their debts, right? ”

Han Feng's voice sounded angry, but a smile bloomed on his face:

"He has a problem with the special forces of the Americans, and that is also a problem of the United States, and I am not the president of the United States, it is my business!" The crazy brother is very righteous:

"Could it be that this has something to do with the Huaxia Special Forces? I said, Brother Liu, non-interference in the internal affairs of other countries is a national policy of China, and you can't ......."

The phone was hung up mercilessly, and Liu Yun on the other end looked at the old man with a smile and a smile:

And so it was! This guy killed and did not admit that it had anything to do with the situation in the Middle East. But we all know that whether it is Chen Luzhou of 'Cosmic Logistics' or Agade who is indisputable in the Middle East, they are actually all pawns of this guy! Now, as soon as he heard that the bitter lord was looking for trouble, he immediately flashed far away...... You say, isn't it time for this guy to spank? ”

The old man smiled, and the hand holding the cigarette shook the ash lightly:

"This is all unfounded speculation, of course Han Feng can confidently deny it - it would be strange if he admitted it! If I collect a billion a day, I won't admit it! The Americans are just talking nonsense, pushing it. Isn't the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' Tai Chi very good! Continue practicing. ”

Therefore, in the early morning of the 21st, the Americans, who had just hung up the summit hotline, received an official notice from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of China.

"After careful and strict inspection, all the servicemen in the territory of China are where they should be, so your country's claims about China's participation in the war in the Middle East are completely unfounded. Both China and the United States are responsible major countries and should earnestly maintain peace in the international community, so ......"

"This is Huaxia's reply." The president threw the letter to McKinson: "It is an undocumented matter, and it is impossible for anyone else to admit that the Tianfeng Group has something to do with the situation in the Middle East." Even we, the United States, cannot admit to sending special forces to Arabia before declaring war, otherwise we will face a sudden war! ”

"Mr. President, the United States, is not ready for the next war. We still need time! ”

This is the advice and demand of the US president to the US military, and even the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, McKinson, must pay attention to the attitude of the commander-in-chief of the armed forces of the country.

"I know how to do it." McKinson stood up and reached out to shake the president goodbye. "But I firmly believe that the Chinese will never be as innocent as they say, so I need the help of the CIA and the MIA. You can rest assured that no actions will be carried out in the name of the United States. ”

The president was very relieved and shook hands heavily:

"As you wish, Mr. Admiral. The United States has always been peace-loving, and any terrorist act is within the scope of our crackdown...... Good luck and goodbye. ”

At the same time that the four-star general of the US Army left the White House, more US special forces were urgently transferred to the Middle East, and more hidden US spies began to be activated in the Middle East and the capital and Jincheng in China.

The war is approaching, but Han Feng is still trying to delay the pace of the war, and even early in the morning of the 22nd, through the official website of Tianfeng Group, he once again donated 100 million US dollars worth of living materials to the "Middle East refugees" in his personal name.

So on the Tianfeng forum, someone immediately complained that "there are war refugees in Europe, why don't you see Chairman Han's love donation", and some netizens immediately refuted:

"You donate 100 million to see first?"

"Lao Tzu's love is biased, so what?"

was so busy that the forum administrator Xiao Ling hurriedly declared:

"It is not easy for Chairman Han Feng to think about the war victims in his busy schedule. I hope you don't find faults, you just need to understand Han Dong's loving spirit. ”

"This forum is not political, so please pay attention to your position. Otherwise......"

So the Tianfeng Forum immediately calmed down a lot, after all, the prestige of the Internet goddess is there, if you don't want to live, just try it?

Soon Han Feng's donation list came out, and it was really all daily necessities, and there were no war materials.

"It's trying to cover up!" McKinson took a sip of coffee, his gaze crossed the vast Pacific Ocean, and shot straight into Han Feng's face:

"Don't the Islan soldiers eat? Don't sleep? Don't use living supplies? Two words: false! ”

…………

The disturbances from the outside world did not affect the actions of the "Holy Maiden Mission" at all.

It was the time when Said cut off the head of the last member of the fifth American team, and Said knew it was time to go back.

In those colorful clouds, there is the most beautiful camp of the "pro-mission". There, there are their own brothers and sisters, their own parents, wives and children, their destined saints, and Allah selfless care...... There, that's the warmest home!

There is no difficulty in the war game with the Americans, just a quiet cutting of the head, and for this bloody massacre, Said does not have any psychological burden.

This is a battle in Arab land, this is the defense of Allah's territory!

It is also protecting the hundreds of millions of Arabs who are still alive from harm.

Said blew a whistle, took one last look at a group of American GIs who had fallen down, put away the knife in his hand, and floated up against the morning glow, returning to the brilliant clouds.

All the brothers who were sent out have returned, and no one can cause any more harm to the Legation!

Holding his little daughter, the saint who will be destined for the future, Said's heart is extremely firm.

Above the clouds, full of colors, this is the temporary camp of the pro-mission. And their true destination will be the Circle of Allah, the happy paradise!

Taj teased the little saint for a while before slowly returning to the believer's palace.

"Lord Agade, the United States has lost all twenty-five squads. Allah has indicated that more pagan warriors will enter his territory, and this time, the pro-mission will no longer take the initiative. ”

Agade bowed slightly:

"Thank you to Allah Almighty! Agad knew that the establishment of the kingdom of God would require the fiery blood of Arab warriors! Brothers and sisters of the Mission, bless the warriors of Arabia! ”

Taj smiled slightly, didn't speak again, sat cross-legged, meditated and penance.

Dozens of teams were immediately sent within the Divine Alliance, they did not have the harsh and professional training of the Americans, nor were they equipped with special equipment for special forces, but they only had devotion to Allah and burning faith in throwing everything away - including their own lives!

This is fighting on the land of Arabia, this is defending the territory of Allah, and even if you die for it, you will live and ascend to heaven!

Even if you water the desert with hot blood, you will definitely be able to grow gorgeous flowers. There must be one of them, and it's called its own name!

This is an unknown front, this is a battle of swords and swords, this is an epic of singing and crying, and this is also a story that is impossible to disclose......

With their lives, their blood, their souls and their loyalty, the Arabs are cultivating the flower of faith in the fertile and barren desert, and they are contributing everything to the well-being of the whole of Arabia and to the establishment of the kingdom of God.

According to the statistics of the special department of the Divine Alliance, in the special operations conducted before the war, the Arab Divine Alliance paid a total of 2,438 lives, and the US special combat personnel they directly consumed were only 315.

You can imagine how bloody this is, how asymmetrical it is, and how tragic it is!

The most pious Muslin, full of faith, fell in a brutal battle. They were so reluctant that they didn't even have time to shoot the first bullet before they became prey......

Killing, that's not their specialty.

But they still went to the battlefield without hesitation, and it was the most brutal battlefield!

The pro-mission silently floated behind each brother team, full of tears and souls.

This is not only the command of the Holy Taj Maj, but also the price of the rebirth of Arab Nirvana...... They can't be chosen!

It was an unusually dull process, unrecorded, and never known except for the memories of the pro-mission. But this is the iron-blooded inheritance of every saintess, which will always be hidden in the deepest part of the soul and will never be erased!

Agade led all the heads of the Divine Alliance to chant day and night to pray for the lives that had been lost. Because only those who are at the top of the pyramid can know how many brothers have paid for the kingdom of God and their homeland in this silent killing game.

For them, the whole of Arabia, will never forget!

"The Soul is back!"

Han Feng silently looked at these brave Mu Silin, he had already felt that the murderous aura of the entire Middle East was expanding irrepressibly, and even the purple moon that was unique to the sky had gradually deepened in color.

"When the purple moon turns red, it is the arrival of the fateful war!"

This was a warning from Han Feng as Allah, and now it seems that the Americans have picked up the pace.

It's not good.

It's only been a day, and how can we drag on with the $49 billion?

Since it is a war, bloodshed is inevitable, Han Feng does not have too much sorrow from the perspective of the savior, but the 50 billion war deposit makes the crazy brother very painful:

What can be done to slow down the pace of war for the Americans?