Chapter 435

And these hard glasses began to show cracks.

As if a light touch would make them explode.

Qin Bei lightly tossed his hand.

The flame left his hand.

It then landed on these glasses.

Boom!

Just like a bomb exploding.

Accompanying it was the shattering of the glass.

The shattered glass spread in all directions.

Turning into sharp blades.

In a mere instant!

These researchers in white lab coats.

Suddenly bore many red wounds on their bodies.

Screams, wails, fear.

Instantly appeared in this cramped laboratory.

As the smoke from the explosion dissipated.

Tap, tap, tap!

Qin Bei moved his feet.

Stepping on these shards of glass.

Walking step by step toward the front.

Accompanied by the disappearance of the explosion smoke.

Qin Bei, like a king, appeared in everyone's sight.

Western Eight Nation No. 1 looked at Qin Bei, those red eyes like a bat.

Directly fell to the ground.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Looking at the Qin Bei before him with a face full of fear.

"You... what do you want to do!"

Western Eight Nation No. 1 asked nervously.

Qin Bei said nothing.

Terrifying killing intent radiated from his body.

Like a man-eating giant snake.

"Didn't you want to study me? Now I'm here! I've come to your face personally!"

Qin Bei looked down and smiled.

At this moment, the distance between him and Western Eight Nation No. 1 was only three meters.

And Li Ji and Jin Si in front of Western Eight Nation No. 1 looked at Qin Bei with full alertness.

"No, no, no, we didn't want to study you, we just wanted to invite you to visit here. If you don't like it here, shall we send you back?"

Western Eight Nation swallowed hard and said.

He now also felt that something was wrong.

The momentum of Qin Bei now.

He felt that no one could stand against him now.

Simply put, he admitted defeat.

Qin Bei smiled at the corner of his mouth.

But these people could not see it.

"We in Great Xuan have an old saying: it is easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away."

Qin Bei murmured at the corner of his mouth.

But the people of Western Eight Nation heard it.

Qin Bei did not intend to give up.

So their faces did not look good.

Western Eight Nation No. 1 then looked at the Western Eight Nation representative.

The panicked eyes instantly turned joyful.

"It's him, it's him who brought you here, why don't you kill him to vent your anger?"

Although he said this.

The eyes of Western Eight Nation No. 1 lit up.

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His gaze met Jin Si's.

Qin Bei suddenly sighed.

Deep malice.

Looking again at the Western Eight Nation representative.

At this moment, the Western Eight Nation representative looked completely confused.

He could not yet accept the backstab from Western Eight Nation.

After all that hard work.

After so much trouble, he brought Qin Bei back.

And now the Number One of the West Eight Nations wants to sell him out?

To vent his anger on Qin Bei.

Most crucial of all.

Qin Bei hasn't even made a move yet.

And the Number One of the West Eight Nations is already terrified.

The ruler of a nation.

Heh heh.

Terrified by a nineteen-year-old youth who hasn't even moved.

The representative of the West Eight Nations had already lost all hope for his country at this moment.

Wang Si went through all that hardship to bring Qin Bei back to the West Eight Nations.

And this is the result he got.

"What do you think of my proposal?"

The representative of the West Eight Nations looked at Qin Bei with expectant eyes.

Yet what he received was a faint cold sneer from Qin Bei.

Such deep malice.

Sorry, but anyone who harbors malice toward me.

"Jin Si, Li Ji! Move!"

The Number One of the West Eight Nations also saw that Qin Bei's expression clearly showed he had no intention of letting them go.

So he decided to strike first.

However, the moment his words just fell.

A fierce wind suddenly appeared before him.

A golden figure with a red cape.

Appeared before him almost in the blink of an eye.

Snap!

A golden hand clamped onto the neck of the Number One of the West Eight Nations.

The eyes of the Number One of the West Eight Nations instantly filled with terror.

His breaths began to grow faint.