"Of course I didn't forget it!"

"Zhu Guangbo, you have memorized the oral training of the camp in the past few months, but have you ever thought about whether you are one of the soldiers in the northern border? I will decide what to do with you and the Zhu family."

Obviously, in Ye Feng's view, Zhu Guangbo is not a member of the northern camp.

"I admit that I lost, what do you want?"

Zhu Guangbo's expression turned gloomy.

Unexpectedly, after several months of hard work, in Ye Feng's eyes, he was not even as good as an ordinary northern soldier.

"Sending you on your way!"

Ye Feng answered very simply.

This kind of competition is destined to kill one of him and Zhu Guangbo.

"Zhu family?"

Zhu Guangbo asked again.

"Leave it to the people of Xing Tiansi to deal with it."

Ye Feng said without thinking.

To wipe out a Northeastern Zhu family and kill chickens to scare monkeys?

Just as Ye Feng said to Hong Qingyan before, he doesn't need to show kindness to the world, nor does he need to tell the world how cruel he is all the time. He will hand over the Zhu family to Cao Yi. I believe Boss Cao will understand him.

of mind.

"Thanks!"

"Ye Feng, if you want the tiger flag, I won't agree."

Zhu Guangbo opened his right hand and looked at Ye Feng with his hands behind his back, a fighting spirit on his face.

"Why do you want to fight me?"

"The North is mine. If I want to take it back, I just want to take it back. Even without the help of those in the Imperial Capital, you can understand what I say."

Miaomiao voice!

In just an instant, Ye Feng, carrying the Black Dragon Flag on his shoulders, arrived in front of Zhu Guangbo.

What kind of strength is this?

The next second, Ye Feng told him the answer. A big golden fist, like a blow from the immortal god of war, hit his face with the force of tens of thousands of pounds.

Bang! One by one

All resistance was in vain in front of the golden fist, and Zhu Guangbo's body shattered after the punch.

This flag, which symbolized the Zhu family's century-old glory, was stained with the blood of the descendants of the Zhu family at this moment. In the cold wind, the flag made a whining sound, like a silent cry.

What's so difficult about saying the word "na"?

Don’t take it!

Ye Feng never felt sad. He did not pick up the tiger flag. He just glanced at it and then lightly stomped it on the ground.

A tiger flag suddenly rose into the sky and exploded into pieces in mid-air.

On the top of Qingyun Peak, in just two days, the Black Dragon Flag belonging to Ye Feng and the entire northern border was planted.

Win!

The people of Daoyi Group paid attention to the Black Dragon Flag. No matter what, this flag symbolizes the glory of the north and has gone through hundreds of vicissitudes since the founding of the Xuanyuan Kingdom. It deserves everyone's respect.

"Congratulations!"

Zhang Wenyuan expressed his heartfelt congratulations.

"This is nothing to celebrate. In my opinion, it is far inferior to the glory won by fighting a hundred-man battle. I, Ye Feng, once stood on the land of Xuanyuan Kingdom, headed north with all my heart, worked tirelessly to lead the Northern Expedition, and served the country.

The people are working hard.”

"If Zhenguo doesn't do anything in the future, I will do it!"

Under the banner of Black Dragon, Ye Feng directly made an illustrious oath in front of several people.
Chapter completed!