"Fack! Fack! Fack! President Tom angrily picked up the red wine bottle on the table and smashed it on the big screen, and then flipped the table in dissatisfaction, stood up, took off his tie and tore his shirt, panting back and forth in circles, and the assistant was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak.

"A Mugwu shaman, a knight of light, a wolf king, a vampire duke, and a Dongying Shennin, so many strong people can't kill an old Murong!" Thom almost gritted his teeth: "How can they be worth the sky-high price we pay?" Falk ......"

The big screen has been shattered, and this time is actually the chicken bump, oh no, it is the time when Jiri Gala and Robert are paralyzed to the ground by the sad wind, and Thom doesn't know about the next few turns, and Thom doesn't understand the world of peerless powerhouses, so Thom feels that this is the end of the matter.

"Your Excellency," the assistant cautiously reminded, "at least, the lame man is dead......

"Okay, okay!" Thom took a big breath, and it didn't seem so bad when he thought about it from this angle, but when he thought of the sky-high fee to ask five peerless powerhouses to pay, Thom's heart was dripping blood: "Then you say, after Old Murong kills the five of them, what will he do next?" ”

"Return to Huaxia, of course!" The assistant said without hesitation: "They Huaxia people have already made a big mess in our country this time, so many people have died, and the public opinion of the whole world is on our side......"

"Well said!" Thom became more relaxed after hearing this, and clapped his hands: "You let people come in and clean up!" Later, I will discuss with the cabinet ministers the issue of compensation for the destroyed bases such as the Los Angeles base and the [Russ base], and the public opinion of the whole world is on our side, and of course we will slaughter Huaxia ruthlessly......"

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Murong Sihai grabbed his grandson's shoulders with both hands, his cloudy old eyes were shining, and he stared at his grandson's eyes very seriously and asked, "Grandpa asked you one last time, have you really decided to do this?" ”

"Why not?" Jiang Hanxue met her grandfather's gaze without giving in: "A tooth for a tooth and blood for blood, what's wrong?" ”

“…… Good! Murong Sihai nodded fiercely: "I support all the things decided by the head of the family!" ”

The head of the house?

Jiang Hanxue was stunned for a moment, she was also from a thousand-year-old family, of course she knew what the head of the family represented!

Like the Jiang family in Cheshire, it is a Xiuzhen family that has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are four or five hundred people in the descendants and collateral lines together, and if you add the relatives who are dependent on the Jiang family and the population who have been enslaved for generations, it can even reach two or three thousand!

And the head of the family is in this big family, and his status is no different from that of the emperor.

Specifically, you can refer to Jiang Haoran, the head of the Jiang family, who is the same in the Jiang family and even in the entire Cheshire!

Although the Murong family is a single lineage, and it is in a modern technological society, it does not mean that the population is small, there are more than 20 people in the four major ministers, and there are more than 20 people in the four major ministers, and those who have been servants for generations are actually no different from their families, no matter how they occupy a small island, there are 200 people up and down the pigeon nest.

Old Man Murong is tantamount to entrusting the fate of this family of two hundred people to her!

What a trust!

Jiang Hanxue wanted to cry inexplicably, but unfortunately she was not the real Murong Kunpeng, if the Jiang family in Cheshire could treat her like this, no, she didn't have to be so good to her, even if she could be safe and didn't count her, she would never break with the Jiang family......

Jiang Hanxue hugged Murong Sihai for the first time, and hugged Murong Sihai very hard: Stinky rascal, really, I'm so jealous of you......

This kid ...... Murong Sihai smiled with a wrinkled face, and gently patted Jiang Hanxue's vest: "Go ahead!" Do whatever you want! Your grandfather, your family, will always be your back! ”

"Good!" Jiang Hanxue moistened her eyes, let go of the old man, and turned to face the iconic building of the United States:

Kuroodo!

"Choking" The sword was unsheathed, and a purple glow reflected Jiang Hanxue's handsome and incomparable cheeks.

"Uhhh

Jiang Hanxue's big artist-like hand swayed a brilliant purple in the sky, and the purple glow seemed to split the entire sky in two in an instant, and finally disappeared into the magnificent black hall!

"Boom-"

The tall gatehouse of the black hall was neatly cracked with a huge gap, and the gap was constantly expanding, and the left and right halves of the split gatehouse were slowly tilting towards both sides......

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Murong Kunpeng has never been to the United States, but he has also thought about having the opportunity to travel to the United States, such as going to the torch of the Statue of Liberty and trampling the entire Gotham base under his feet, and then going to the back of the four buddies on President Hill to see if they are really pouting......

But he never thought that one day he would fly all the way back to China from the United States!

Fortunately, the Los Angeles base is on the west coast of the United States, and the Gusu base is on the east coast of China, from the Los Angeles base to the Gusu base is almost exactly 10,000 kilometers, if you are walking, you will walk at a speed of six kilometers per hour without eating or drinking for 72 days, 15 hours and 20 minutes, and it will take about 13 hours to maintain a speed of 800 kilometers per hour by plane, so the question is, how long does Murong Kunpeng have to fly?

Jiang Hanxue's cultivation had fallen to the late stage of the Legendary Realm, and the most he could do was to travel thousands of miles a day, so it would take Murong Kunpeng at least two days and nights to arrive, but he only took half a day to arrive.

Because he had just started when he met Jiao Jingjing, and then took Jiao Jingjing's 30,000-mile ride......

After arriving at the Gusu base, Murong Kunpeng found an excuse to send Jiao Jingjing away, and then flew to Taihu Lake in a familiar way, found the private port of the Murong family, and wanted to take a speedboat to land on the island.

As the son of the Murong family, he was accustomed to enjoying free services, and he wanted to get on the speedboat with a swagger, but he didn't expect that before he could step up, a scolding came: "Stop!" ”

An old man came out of the cabin of the speedboat, Murong Kunpeng knew him, he was the old Li Tou'er who had been a slave in the Murong family for generations, the old Li Tou'er usually saw his waist and back bent like a big prawn, Murong Kunpeng always thought that he was a Luo Guo'er, but he didn't expect that at this moment, the old Li Tou'er was very straight, and even a little nostrils pointed to the sky: "Private dock, idlers are not allowed to enter!" ”

No problem! The entire island is the ancestral property of the Murong family, and ordinary outsiders are indeed not allowed to enter, but the island is heavily guarded, and Murong Kunpeng doesn't want to do anything with his family, so he can only enter through the normal way through the main gate, so he and Lao Li Tou'er accompanied the smiling face: "Hello uncle, I, I'm looking for someone!" ”