Ye Fengtian's words were like sharp arrows piercing into his chest, making everyone sweat.

If this picture is circulated, I don't know how much of a sensation it will cause, the helmsman of the big family in France is facing a young Chinese man on one knee and sweating profusely.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" everyone hurriedly said.

Ye Fengtian snorted, shook his hand, and the black mucus was thrown onto the conference table by him.

The faceless corpse still wriggled and snorted in disgust.

When the people of the big family saw it, they almost vomited, and their bodies were even more sifted with chaff.

"Don't rush to vomit, you're throwing up early. ”

Ye Fengtian snapped his fingers, and in the air, a spatial crack was torn open, and Karamon's mutilated body fell to the ground.

All his limbs were severed from the roots, leaving only one body, with four large blood-red holes on it, and he still twisted his waist, moving again and again.

At this point, the nobles really couldn't help it, and they all vomited.

"You, France, aren't you jumping too much? Ye Fengtian put away Karamon and Faceless and asked.

"No, no, Ye Zun, we really don't have the slightest disobedience to you!" Nosan took the lead in begging for mercy.

"Or do you think that the Dark Arts Guild is just an ornament?" Ye Fengtian asked again.

"There really is no ......" The nobles were completely stupid, the bad old man who played with them a few days ago was now a pig and a dog, and they were afraid to the bone marrow!

"Aristocrats, elites, ridiculous, you are just the lucky ones of the times, and you can be proud?"

"I want to help you, you have to do it if you don't want to, I want to drag you down, none of you can sit still!"

Click, click!

A beautiful figure suddenly walked in, blonde and blue-eyed, tall, with a delicate white face, beautiful and flawless.

Rice Country, Caitlin.

"Ye Zun, I have already issued an order to carry out an all-round economic encirclement and suppression of the French nobles, and I have also launched the global business alliance of the Caitlin Group, striving to completely destroy the economic lifeline of France within ten days. ”

Caitlin knelt down on one knee to Ye Fengtian and kissed his shoes before saying.

Another light footstep entered.

Kai'Sa trotted in in a small key, and when she saw Ye Fengtian, she also put away her laughing look and knelt down respectfully.

"In my eyes, my master, the subordinates of these noble lords, have all been beheaded by Kaisha, and at this point, the armed forces of the French nobles have all been pulled out, and their families are only ordinary people who are powerless. ”

Ye Fengtian listened to the report of the two daughters, and looked at the sharply changing expressions on the faces of the nobles calmly.

"Caitlin, Kaisha, these two big names are actually Ye Zun's subordinates......"

Even Norsan didn't expect that Caitlyn would actually worship Ye Zun as his master.

With Caitlyn's all-out attack, it would be easy to destroy the world's economic lifeline, let alone a group of small aristocrats......

What's even more tragic is that even their family's armed forces have been wiped out, which means that their last hole cards are gone.

What the two women said was not a lie, and the nobles were quickly confirmed, and they continued to receive news that if it weren't for the sharp drop in family stocks, the property market was intervened by big capital, inciting small capital to sell frantically.

Either the cultivators and magicians who were trained by the family died violently for some reason.

Everyone's faces turned pale, this is the extermination of the French aristocracy!

"Ye Zun, are you doing too ......" Norsang asked tremblingly.

Ye Fengtian slapped him again, and pulled it out like a thunderbolt, slapping half of Nuosang's body to a comminuted fracture.

"Proud old men, do you think that your soaring prosperity is the choice of history?"

"It's my fucking choice!"

"Your rise is all arranged by me, so that you can be used as an ATM to pump your oil and water, who do you think you handed over to the Dark Arts Guild?"

"But you pigs, you have actually swelled to Lao Tzu's head, and you dare to touch my woman?!I'll let you show you, you are the nobles of life, and I will cut you off when I say cut it off!!"

They all looked at Kaisha at the shocking words, but Kai'Sa took a tacit attitude.

"We, our Orton family has existed for three thousand years, how could it be arranged by you?"

"Yes, our Hengpuli family has also lasted for more than two thousand years......"

"We also had a long history of cooperation with King Louis XI......"

The nobles are all circled, this timeline doesn't match!

Ye Fengtian sneered: "A group of ants trapped in this lonely timeline, why do I have to explain it to you?"

Ye Fengtian summoned the two girls to get up and walked away.

"The deity is tired of killing, I won't kill you pigs, but I believe that the days of radish pickles must be a kind of torture for your group of masters. ”

The old men slumped in their chairs, all stupid.

After a while, a group of actuaries in suits and leather shoes broke in and began to settle the accounts of the property inside the castle.

"I'm sorry, but this chair is already owned by the Caitlin Group. ”

The actuary pulled out the chair under Norsan's ass and made him fall hard.

"Everything, just because his woman was touched......" Norsan murmured.

Ye Fengtian returned to a five-star hotel, and Leng Yueyu, who had been settled, had been waiting for him for a long time.

"How's it going?

Leng Yueyu rushed up with concern, grabbed Ye Fengtian's hand, and looked left and right distressedly.

"Are you stupid, will I still get hurt?" Ye Fengtian snorted indifferently.

"People care about you!" Leng Yueyu stomped her foot.

Then I thought of Ye Fengtian's angry expression for himself, and his heart was filled with sweetness again.

"Feng Tian, I didn't know, you actually care so much about people?" Leng Yueyu narrowed her eyes and smiled at Ye Fengtian.

"Don't make fun of me, or you won't be able to sit on the stool!"

"Huh, don't~"

Ye Fengtian stood in front of the window, looking out the window, the Futu Palace opposite had been surrounded by the fire brigade, a group of firefighters and law enforcers began to deal with the scene, and the curator of the Futu Palace was holding the broken stones, crying.

"Forget it, art is innocent. ”

Ye Fengtian sighed, and threw a restoration magic over, and in an instant, all the destroyed famous paintings and stone carvings in the Futu Palace were restored to their original state.

People watched this scene in amazement, and the curator smiled.

Ye Fengtian turned around and asked Leng Yueyu: "Those nobles of the French delegation are estimated to be poor tomorrow with only a pair of pants, do you still want to cooperate with them?"

Leng Yueyu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "My Ye Zun, what have you done?"

(End of chapter)