Chapter 784: A Xing: Call Me China Captain! (3/5, Requesting Subscriptions)

"What's going on?"

"I don't know either! I was dragged here first thing in the morning—these gangsters are so rude!"

"I'm an American! You people are utterly disrespectful—I'll have my embassy intervene!"

"I'm from the consulate too—I was dragged here as well."

"It seems something big has happened. These people are acting so crazily—I wonder what this king of the night intends to do? Doesn't he know the consequences of provoking overseas nations?"

The next day.

All the journalists from Shanghai and representatives from foreign consulates were gathered at the beachside, converging in one place, a chaotic uproar.

Some tried to leave, but were driven back by gang members with hostile glares.

As for their original armed personnel, they had long since been subdued.

After waiting about an hour, a vintage car slowly arrived.

The car stopped nearby, and A Xing stepped out.

"I've called all of you here today to announce one thing: from now on, I'm in charge of Shanghai!"

"You foreigners, stop acting up!"

"No—it's that you foreigners should stay out of Chinese affairs altogether!"

As A Xing finished speaking, the crowd erupted. Some journalists frantically began taking photos.

This was a massive story.

"Young man, are you serious about this?"

"Our Great Eagle possesses the world's most advanced fleet—you're declaring war on us!"

"We, too, protest! We urge you to think carefully before acting!"

A Xing sneered, pointing to the fleet patrolling the ocean nearby, and said: "Your leverage is these?"

With a gesture through the air, he seized them—and instantly, the massive warships rose into the sky.

The next moment, the sky darkened.

Everyone looked up in horror—the warships now floated above them, blotting out the sun.

"This… this can't be real. How could a human lift warships? I must be dreaming!"

"Impossible, impossible—these are our Great Eagle's most advanced warships!"

"Is kung fu really this terrifying?"

Meanwhile, all of Shanghai erupted in chaos.

After all, dozens of warships hovering in the sky—anyone with eyes could see them.

"What's happening?"

"How did those warships fly into the sky? Have foreigners developed such advanced technology?"

Many Chinese turned pale—then watched as the floating warships began to melt, finally turning into molten iron that rained down from the sky.

And at the scene.

The journalists were all stunned, forgetting to take photos.

The foreign ambassadors turned deathly pale, their legs trembling; some even collapsed to the ground.

"This can't be!"

"How is this possible! How could a human melt warships!"

"Devil—you're a devil! There were tens of thousands of soldiers on those fleets—they're gone!"

A Xing remained calm, unmoved.

These foreigners had committed countless atrocities on Chinese soil—this was merely a tiny taste of retribution.

The molten iron from the melted warships fell to the ground and coalesced into a single giant sword, hundreds of meters tall, standing firm upon the earth.

In moments, all the warships had fully melted.

A Xing clapped his hands and walked away casually, Fatty trailing behind, strutting proudly, feeling as if a long-suppressed rage had been released.

"Perfect, A Xing! These foreigners have been arrogant too long—today was so satisfying!"

"But won't they send more fleets?"

A Xing sneered: "Send as many as they like—I'll destroy them all, as long as they're not afraid of death."

That day.

A Xing's destruction of the fleet made headlines across every major newspaper!

【Chinese Martial Arts Invincible: Wipes Out Colonial Fleets—A Great Relief to the People!】

【Colonial Fleets Destroyed Overnight: World Order Reversed; Great Eagle Protests!】