A member of parliament slapped the dining table, stood up, and pointed at Song Fuhui.
Mo Chaoqing had been listening, with no expression on his face, except for a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the people present, stood up slowly, looked around, and locked his eyes on the people who rushed in.
On the bodies of dozens of warriors.
"Are you all from the Asian team?"
The faint voice seemed to have a strong penetrating power, making people feel a chill in their hearts.
The powerful deterrence and the momentum of those in the upper position are far beyond the comparison of those present.
Subconsciously, these dozens of warriors took a step back unconsciously. But the leading warrior waved his hand, took a step forward, and shouted: "What are you afraid of? You think that if you retreat now, you will have a way out? It's not Ronghua."
Wealth is an abyss."
Anyone who is not a fool will understand this truth.
It was this sentence that reminded them that there was no way out, so these warriors suddenly took another step forward.
Mo Chaoqing glanced at the leading warrior and said with a smile: "Very good."
"Hahaha, Speaker, don't waste your efforts. Since they dare to follow me, they can't be instigated by you so easily. Besides, even if they follow me, Speaker, will you give them a chance?
?" Song Puhui was still sitting on the chair and said calmly.
Mo Chaoqing frowned and said, "Captain Song, I'm curious, what gives you so much confidence?"
"Power, power that no one can stop." Song Puhui put down his wine glass and stood up.
"I'm afraid this is not the reason why you dare to do this, right?" Mo Chaoqing stared at Song Puhui. With the courage Song Puhui had before, it would be impossible to do this without external force. This is rebellion, far beyond what ordinary people can do.
.
Don't think that you can become the Speaker by killing the Speaker.
There are more than twenty members in the Asian Parliament. Their combined power is absolutely terrifying. Don’t think that they are so easy to get along with. Each of them is like a local emperor. The Asian Parliament is composed of people from various settlements.
Leaders participated, as well as some warriors with special influence.
What's more, this Song Puhui is also a Korean.
How could it be possible for a Korean to rule such a huge Asia when Koreans make up the majority?
Song Puhui chuckled lightly: "President of the Parliament, I'm afraid you guessed wrong this time. I don't have any external power. Haven't you noticed that you can no longer see my strength clearly? Haha, not long ago,
A crystal fruit captured by the Asian team is already in my stomach. With my current strength, do you think I will lose to you? What's more, don't you feel that there is something special about Moutai today?
"
As soon as Song Puhui's voice came out, the expressions of everyone present suddenly changed.
No matter how calm Mo Chaoqing was, his expression changed: "Did you poison the wine?"
"No, no, no. To be precise, it should be poison in the wine glass. It's not very powerful. It will only slowly paralyze your nerves and make you lose strength for a while." Song Pu would show a smile,
As soon as he raised his hand, the butler next to him had already put a sword into his hand.
In Ruoda's restaurant, the atmosphere was a bit mysterious, and there was a lot of tension, but no fight.
Seeing Song Puhui holding the sword, Mo Chaoqing's heart suddenly shrank.
This time he paid New Year's greetings, but he did not bring any weapons. Although there were guards, they were not suitable for him to use. What's more, the strength of the dozens of guards he brought was inferior to the warriors of the Asian team.
Song Puhui played with a knife flower, infused with star power, the sword made a "buzzing" sound, and a milky white halo appeared.
"Qiang!"
"Qiang."
"Qiang."
There was a dense sound of weapons being unsheathed, and dozens of warriors in the escort pulled out their weapons one after another. Several congressmen came to protect Mo Chaoqing, clenching their fists one by one, and staring with angry eyes.
On Song Puhui.
Song Puhui held up his sword and ordered: "Do it."
Dozens of Asian team warriors belonging to the Song Puhui side waved their weapons without hesitation and rushed towards these guards.
"Song Puhui, you dare."
One of the congressmen's eyes widened and he roared with anger. Unfortunately, with Song Fuhui's order, dozens of warriors from the Asian team had already moved, and he was not allowed to stop him. Today's battle, for Song
As far as fighting is concerned, it is a battle that cannot be lost.
"Thieves, suffer death." Another congressman clenched his fist, golden light flashed, and rushed towards Song Puhui.
The restaurant is big, but in the eyes of the warriors, it is only one step away.
In one step, the congressman had already arrived in front of Song Puhui, and punched out his clenched fist. However, all his movements were frozen in an instant, his eyes almost popped out, and he slowly lowered his head.
, looking at the hilt-less sword right at his heart, and then looking up at Song Puhui, a trace of blood gushes out from his mouth and falls down.
Song Puhui pressed the congressman's forehead, pushed gently, and pulled out the sword from the opponent's chest.
"Bang!"
The body fell to the floor. No matter how strong the warrior was, but his heart was crushed, there was only one way to die.
"Haha, you are only twenty-five, how dare you be the leader?" Song Puhui smiled ferociously. He shook off the blood on his sword, looked at Mo Chaoqing, and said: "President of the Parliament, let me see it now.
Please give me some advice on your martial arts skills."
In Ruoda's restaurant, a fight had already broken out.
Regardless of whether they are doing mental calculations or not, it is useless for more than a dozen guards to support themselves. They cannot break through the opponent's armor, but every knife of the opponent opens a wound on their bodies. The warrior's body is strong, but at the same time
Level, even facing an opponent higher than oneself, is no different from ordinary people using weapons to deal with ordinary people.
"puff!"
"ah!"
The sound of weapons piercing flesh and the screams of warriors penetrated into Mo Chaoqing's ears, causing him to close his eyes slightly in pain. He knew that the dozen or so guards he had brought with him were nothing like these.
human opponent.
"President of the Parliament, what should I do?" one of the members said with a pale face.
Song Puhui's strength was beyond his understanding. The congressman who died just now had a strength of level 25, but he couldn't even take a single move from the opponent. They didn't even see clearly how Song Puhui would use his sword.
Yes, the strength of this Song Puhui is so terrifying that it makes people tremble inside.
Mo Chaoqing did not answer, but took a step forward and clenched his fists tightly.
There began to be a slight reaction in the body, a kind of weakness coming from the nerves, letting Mo Chaoqing know that what Song Puhui just said was true. There was indeed some venom in the wine glass that could paralyze the nerves.
In this Song Pu meeting, his strength was already above his own, yet he was still so cautious.
It seems that it is impossible for people like me to leave this castle today.
As if thinking of something, Mo Chaoqing said: "I really want to know whether Zhou Zheng's death has something to do with you." After two or three months of investigation, the information Mo Chaoqing obtained has confirmed this matter.
The EU was planned from it.
But even if they knew that Zhou Zheng went to Australia, without Zhou Zheng's exact coordinates, they would never be able to accurately find Zhou Zheng and set up this burning trap. It can only be said that there is a mole in Asia.
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There are only five people who have this kind of right.
Among the ghosts, it is one of these five people, and it cannot be him. There are only four people left.
Song Puhui laughed: "Zhou Zheng? Yes, it has something to do with me. I provided him with a series of coordinates, including finally pointing him to this death trap."
"Very good..." Mo Chaoqing smiled, and suddenly exerted force on his feet. The people rushed towards Song Puhui like cannonballs. The people were in the air, but they were blurry. Song Puhui's expression changed, and he waved his sword.
Surround yourself.
But in the next second, Song Puhui was suddenly whipped away and blasted against the wall.
"Bang."
Amidst the loud noise, the wall shattered and a big hole was made.
Mo Chaoqing, who was originally in a blur, was already standing where Song Puhui was just now.
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the Speaker of the Parliament, the real No. 1 God of War in Asia." In the hole, Song Puhui walked in murderously with a sword in hand. His clothes were in tatters and covered in mud. But now Song Puhui,
That's what makes people feel terrible.
The aura was so strong that it made people tremble, making Song Puhui feel like a demon from hell.
Mo Chaoqing smiled bitterly. The blow just now was already his strongest blow, but Song Puhui was not even injured. With the poison now taking effect, he became even more powerless.
"Jiejiejie..."
Song Puhui stood in front of Mo Chaoqing again. The sword touched the floor gently, and the milky white light on his body became more and more intense. The sword appeared with a sharp edge that was as long as 1 meter long, like a laser sword.
"die!"
Amidst the roar, Song Puhui flicked, and the powerful force was transmitted to the floor through the feet. Ruoda's floor seemed to have been bombarded by a heavy cannon. Countless debris exploded, forming an impact circle and shooting all around.
It spreads and breaks into pieces wherever it goes.
boom.
A huge crater was forming, and Song Puhui was ejected like a cannonball.
A powerful blow almost made Song Puhui disappear.
"Hahaha, Song Puhui, I want to see how you can secure your position as the speaker of the parliament." Facing Song Puhui who appeared like a ghost, Mo Chaoqing suddenly closed his eyes.
On the way, the venom in his body completely exploded, making his whole body weak. There was no point in resisting anymore.
"puff!"
Song Puhui's ferocious face suddenly became clear. He ignored the blood splashing on his face and showed a cruel smile.
Mo Chaoqing's weird smile was on his raised head.
As the head fell to the floor, everything in Ruoda's restaurant became dead silent. Everyone stared at the head with a strange expression on their face. The strongest man in Asia, the man who unified Asia,
It ended with this cruel ending.
But the next moment, relaxed smiles appeared on their faces one by one.
Once this man dies, what awaits them is endless glory and wealth, because Song Puhui promised them that the benefit of following him is that everyone can enter the Asian Parliament and become an Asian MP, a truly special class, a An identity beyond the laws of existence.
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