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Chapter 1831 Arrived in the United States

At noon, He Zhenzhong's special plane entered Mexico under the escort of twelve fighter jets from the Brazilian Air Force. Subsequently, the Mexican government also urgently dispatched twelve additional fighter jets to join the escort.uΨΨu

When he learned the news, Ma Ba'ao was so angry that he almost vomited blood. That damn Chinese was so arrogant. Even before the United States dominated the world, he had never received such a welcome when he visited other countries. A country sent ten

Two fighter planes escorted,**.

When they arrived at the border between Mexico and the United States, the escort fighter planes stopped. Although the United States was extremely cruel to He Zhenzhong, they also dispatched eight state-of-the-art fighter planes to escort He Zhenzhong's special plane. After all, they still had to

To maintain the United States' status as a great country, it cannot be inferior to a small country.

When He Zhenzhong's special plane landed at the Washington Airport, the entire airport had long been surrounded by angry American people. However, due to the cordon established by the American troops, they could not get in and could only yell there.

Especially, the moment He Zhenzhong appeared, the atmosphere of the entire scene was immediately detonated.

"Chinese pig, go back."

"Yellow-skinned pigs are not welcome in the United States, get out."

"Invade our American territory and kill these damn Chinese pigs."

Amidst the screams of killing pigs, countless eggs, tomatoes, and bricks flew towards the airport. Unfortunately, apart from smashing the American soldiers with bruises and swollen faces, they did not have much effect.

"Death, these Americans?" Marshal Chu, who was following He Zhenzhong, was full of murderous intent and wanted to teach those Americans a lesson.

He Zhenzhong's expression did not change at all. Instead, he smiled and said: "The more these guys behave like this, the happier we should be. Their anger cannot change anything. The only function is to prove the power of China."

Happiness is based on the pain of others.

Such words immediately came to the minds of Marshal Chu and others. Looking at the Americans who were outside the airport and yelling angrily, they felt a lot better. Scream, scream as hard as you can, scream.

It's no use breaking your throat.

Deng Deng Deng.

Seeing He Zhenzhong walking down the spiral staircase, Ma Ba'ao, who had a gloomy look on his face, reluctantly came forward, with a smile that was uglier than crying, "Marshal He, welcome."

In fact, his heart was full of sighs. Even two or three years ago, he would have taken He Zhenzhong into his eyes. Even the last time he participated in the Global Special Forces Competition in India, he did not take He Zhenzhong into his heart. However, in a short time

After a short period of time, the guy in front of him was already on an equal footing with him, and even had a higher international prestige than him.

He Zhenzhong stretched out his hand, shook hands with Ma Ba'ao, and said with a smile: "Mr. President, you lied. Do you seem to be welcoming me? Look at those slogans, tsk tsk, you people are not afraid of offending me, China, in the future."

Is it difficult to move forward in this world?”

Humph, what a loud tone.

The senior officials behind Ma Ba'ao immediately felt uncomfortable after hearing He Zhenzhong's words. What does it mean to be unable to move forward in this world? Is this a threat to them?

"Marshal He, why should we bother talking about these words?" Ma Ba'ao was rarely angry, because he knew that he would definitely suffer the loss in arguing with the damn Chinese in front of him, so it was better to say less.

"please."

"Um."

Seeing He Zhenzhong, accompanied by Ma Ba'ao, walking towards the motorcade parked aside, the Americans surrounding the car became even more excited.

"Ma Ba'ao, you damn nigger, a traitor who has lost his power and humiliated the country."

"He is the God of Death, yes, it is him. He led troops to invade our territory and forced us to cede Guam."

"Get out of the way, let us go in and kill that damn Chinese."

"Go ahead."

Those Americans keep rushing forward, attacking the cordon established by American soldiers. They are proud American people and citizens of the most powerful country in the world. How can they cede territory and pay compensation?

Looking at those guys, He Zhenzhong still had a smile on his face, and even raised his hand to wave to those guys.

boom.

The barrels in the hearts of those American guys were completely exploded. They never expected that He Zhenzhong could be so calm in front of an angry crowd of nearly 100,000 of them. He even raised his hand and kept waving, **, is that damn Huaxia

Do you think he is holding a concert? Do you think so many people are here to welcome him?

Many people's lungs exploded with anger.

"Fuck, I can't stand it anymore. Let go. I'm going to challenge him to a duel. I have to kill him today."

"Damn it." The American soldier, who was furious after being squeezed, shouted directly, "Kill him? Who is he, do you know? He is the God of Death, the strongest man in the world. A hundred of you will die if you go up to him.

It's a one-on-one challenge, get out of here."

"Damn, where are you from?"

"I'm advising you not to die. Don't you agree? OK, go over there and challenge the God of Death to a duel. Go quickly."

Suddenly being let in, the guy was dumbfounded. His face turned red. Looking at He Zhenzhong, he didn't have the guts to challenge the God of Death? Damn it, he might as well commit suicide directly.

Son.

Those guys who were clamoring to kill He Zhenzhong immediately shut their mouths, their faces full of embarrassment. They were just hot-headed. If they were to challenge the God of Death, they would be frightened to death.

King is good

"**, I'm talking about him being singled out by so many of us."

"Yes, that's right, there are so many of us, why are we afraid of him?"

Some American soldiers feel a little sad in their hearts. As soldiers, we admire the Grim Reaper very much. After all, the Grim Reaper is a role model for soldiers around the world. He is loyal, iron-blooded and powerful, but they, the people, are so shameless. Alas.

"Save it, there are more people than Huaxia, are you guys having water in your head?"

"Isn't that true? There are 1.3 billion people in China, which is more than the human population?"

Some American soldiers screamed, and they were also annoyed. All these people only knew how to scream, but it was of no use.

Naturally, He Zhenzhong was even more unlikely to have the same experience as these little shrimps from the United States. He didn't even look at them, he got in the car, and then, under the escort of the American troops, headed towards the White House...


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