Chapter 639: Driving the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf

After sitting down, the atmosphere was somewhat silent for a while, and neither side spoke.

Zhang Xiaocheng glanced at Li Dongling, and seeing that Li Dongling had no indication, he also returned to his posture of sitting firmly on the fishing platform.

Previously, it was the Torch Group that sent a legal team to beg the Old Europe Lighter Association for reconciliation.

The Torch Group had given Bic a chance, but who told it to be useless!

Previously, Bic and other companies ignored the Torch Group, but now it was their turn...

"Tomorrow is the day the Economic Annual Conference is held. I hope Liu Yanyue won't let me down." Yan Qing sipped red wine slowly, a wicked smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hai's gaze was solemn. He suspected that the other party had already aimed rocket launchers and sniper rifles at the residence of the Shiying Guerrilla. As long as there was a round of fire suppression, they would suffer heavy casualties.

Just imagine, just now, Lin Aofeng, a standard Houtian Great Perfection martial artist, was defeated by Xiao Fei, a martial artist who had only half a foot into the Great Perfection realm, in just five moves, and his dantian was abolished. If this were placed on an ordinary martial artist, this point would absolutely be impossible to happen.

"Based on my observations when I accompanied you to inspect the Song Dynasty Coastal Defense Force at Dalian Bay last time, I made the above guess. The numbers on those tanks are numbered according to this rule, and I think warships are about the same." The adjutant said.

"Hahaha, you also promised Li Mengnan! But Li Mengnan is dead! Han Feixue will also die sooner or later!" Elder Liu laughed loudly.

After about two or three minutes, the township head walked over holding his right eye, very aggrieved. Clearly, he had already been beaten, but it had achieved results. They said that if they wanted to enter Coffin Village today, they must agree to one condition.

"We didn't abandon you. You have such a divine object, maybe you got out earlier than us! We were afraid of delaying you because of this!" Leng Xiaoyun said.

A cold light flashed, and dozens of people didn't even understand what was going on before they were seriously injured and fell, never able to climb up again.

Although martial artists are powerful, if they haven't reached the level of Qi martial artists, they still can't confront firearms head-on. After all, the speed and impact of bullets—it's okay to dodge one or two, but if it's dense shooting, it's impossible not to be beaten into a sieve.

On weekdays, Wu Yue only traveled with the four young Demon Commanders and did not keep these two hundred Demon King guards by his side. Keeping a low profile was Wu Yue's personality.

But in fact, Zhang Fei's mood at this moment would not be much better than his. He was indeed angered at this moment, and in fact, he had reason to be angry.

Sometimes things are just so wonderful; one extra sentence can make things change. The British and French Allied Forces, who could have retreated from Dunkirk, were pitted to death by one sentence from Ren Qingqing.

After collecting the corpses of the human race's prodigies, the group slowly set off, discussing ways to find the man-eating bird demon while on the road.

It was just that the reality problem existed. Wang Dao finally told Mi Zhen his hesitation and worry, saying that he needed to consider and arrange it well, which was also true.

"Edison, calm down first. I'll go ask around." Mother Hua only felt her temples starting to throb. If it weren't for that Zhang family girl she quite liked, and looking at the fact that she could make money, she really didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

Mi Zhen's words were not only nodded repeatedly by the few people in her faction, but even among those who should belong to the conservative faction, a few showed approval, seemingly somewhat shaken.

Although the memory was temporarily lost, some things involving habits would not change, just because those had long been integrated into the bones and became subconscious.

"Finally let the fan bone swallow the soul?" Chen Yuxuan looked at Yang Qiuwei, who had transformed, with disdain.

Not to mention how big and wide this villa was, just the crisscrossing roads on the mountain behind and the distinct houses on the side of the mountain paths were enough to prove the extraordinary nature of this villa. Walking from the villa gate to the foot of the mountain behind the villa would take at least a quarter of an hour. ===== CHAPTER 640 =====