"You liar! You have humiliated Allah's reputation, and Allah will not let you go. You will fall into the fire, and your soul will always be in the pain of being burned."

New York, offshore, the yacht ‘Azam’.

The super luxury yacht costing $600 million was in a mess. The glass was broken, the tables and chairs were overturned, bullet holes were everywhere, and strong bodyguards were moaning on the ground. On the helicopter take-off and landing platform where the yacht escaped, King Naifu, who was over 60, was slumped on the ground and cursed loudly.

In front of Wang *Crown was "Maxim" wearing a headscarf and a white robe. After causing a stir in Washington, he did not immediately rush to "Pandora", but instead found a big dog dealer who once funded him 10 million US dollars.

"His Royal Highness Wang*Crown, I want more money." 'Maxim' laughed.

But King Naifu* was about to die, and shook his head firmly and said, "I swear to Allah, don't think of getting another son from me!"

"Allah? Don't joke, you don't believe in Allah at all. Allah told you not to drink, but the yacht was full of strong wine. Allah told you not to lie, but you can write a book on your lies. Allah asked you to care for those who believe in the same faith as your brothers, but you treat others as slaves."

"Maxim" looked ridiculous, and then he took off his headscarf, pulled off a thin piece of gelatin from his neck, and finally opened his entire face. Without the cover of the mask, his face was pale like a faceless man, smooth without ups and downs, which was very terrifying.

"But I don't believe in Allah, so we can have a good talk." Zhou Qingfeng, who took off his disguise, pulled His Highness Wang*Chu from the take-off and landing deck, and the two pushed back to the luxury hall of the cruise ship.

The hall was filled with rolling and broken wine bottles, filled with the aroma of wine. Several girls in exposed clothes hid in the corner. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's faceless image, they were so scared that they could only close their eyes and sobb.

Zhou Qingfeng pressed Lao Wang Chu on a chair, and he brought two cups and a bottle of wine from the bar in the hall, and sat on the sofa carelessly.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng didn't seem to want to kill him, Lao Wang* Chu had at least stabilized his mind. He asked expressionlessly: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Maxim?"

"The real Maxim is dead. You can think of me as a devil. Anyway, I eat pork, and I will never change it in my life." Zhou Qingfeng laughed non-stop.

"Kafeeler, who eats pork, is extremely dirty, evil and dirty, and deserves to be our slave." An angry voice emerged from behind the bar. He was a young and handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes of an Arab, and he was very handsome.

"Ah..., the young man is so brave." Zhou Qingfeng looked at Lao Wang again, "Who is this stupid guy?"

"That is my youngest son, Muhammad." Old Wang Chu seemed quite satisfied with his son's courage, and raised his head slightly when he said this.

"Oh..., young man, in order to reward you for your courage, I have a gift for you." Zhou Qingfeng smiled maliciously, and he stood up and walked towards the Saudi prince.

The young Muhammad was obviously very scared, but he was so calm that he was unwilling to retreat and seemed weak. As a result, he was caught by Zhou Qingfeng like a chick, and threw a ntz-49 into his mouth, and drank a glass of wine and poured it into his stomach.

"Evil Demon, what did you eat for me?" Muhammad cursed. He was originally watching the attacker negotiate with his father, and he felt that the other party must have something to ask for, so he jumped out and pretended to be a pussy. He didn't know that this terrifying guy drugged him without saying a word.

Seeing that his youngest and most beloved son fell to the ground and retching, Lao Wang Chu also hurriedly asked: "What are you doing? If you want money, we can discuss it again."

"I just want to show you the infinite charm of biochemical technology." Zhou Qingfeng looked around the hall and found a wall-mounted TV that could be connected to the Internet. After finding the computer he operated, he searched the Internet for videos about the Japanese 'chimpanzee' incident.

The powerful and mysterious "chimpanzee" makes a big fuss in Tokyo. There are many videos on this aspect on the Internet, which have been studied countless times by intelligence personnel from various countries. But now these videos are still shocking.

"These chimpanzees are the peak of American biochemical technology and the highest secret in the United States." Zhou Qingfeng looked at Lao Wang with a side face and smiled: "Mohamed will soon achieve an evolution beyond ordinary people."

It sounds very dicky!

King Naifu's face was in a striking and suspicious look. His youngest son Mohamed was breathing rapidly and sweating profusely, and he quickly fainted on the floor. Zhou Qingfeng continued: "Let your son find a doctor for infusion and supplement more nutrition. He will wake up in twenty-four hours."

Lao Wang Chu looked at Zhou Qingfeng for a while and his son for a while. Finally, he got up and collapsed hundreds of bodyguards on the yacht everywhere and shouted. There were also servants, waiters, and doctors hiding everywhere and were called out to clean up the mess.

Twenty-four hours passed quickly. During this period, the bodyguards on the yacht had a lot of bad ideas, but after one failed, they immediately stopped. Because Zhou Qingfeng broke one of the fingers of Lao Wang* as a punishment for failure, and encouraged him to use his brain to continue running away.

But Lao Wang Chu did not give Zhou Qingfeng a chance to break his second finger.

A day later, the bright sunshine shone on the deck of the world's most luxurious yacht. Zhou Qingfeng was basking in the sun bored, and several beautiful girls in bikini were serving him. As a hostage, Lao Wang* Chu could only cover his broken fingers and frowned.

This leisurely time was suddenly broken by a scream, and there were constant screams and roars in a room in the yacht, followed by crackling and shattering sounds, and people's scrambling and shouting.

Not long after, Prince Mohammed appeared on the deck of the yacht. At this moment, he was strong and strong in size, and could be regarded as extraordinary.

"My child, what's wrong with you?" Lao Wang Chu looked at his beloved son with an incredible mood.

"I don't know either. When I woke up, I found myself changing. I was scared at first, but then I felt very good, never-before good, and indescribably powerful. This must be the reward from Allah."

Mohammed stomped his feet casually, and his explosive force made a loud noise on the deck. He reached out and grabbed the guardrail of the deck, and bent the aluminum alloy guardrail with force. He roared to the sky, and the whole yacht could hear his inspiration.

"Allah is so great, this is amazing!" Lao Wang* was angry for a day, but he was still stunned when he saw his son's changes so tremendously.

Mohamed was extremely angry at this moment and was screaming happily on the deck. But when he suddenly saw Zhou Qingfeng, he immediately roared and rushed forward, "Dear Kaffier, I want to kill you!"

idiot!

Zhou Qingfeng didn't even take action, but just pushed out a small table with drinks beside him. Prince Mohammed, who was not used to controlling his body, immediately bumped into the small table, then threw it down, flew out of the deck and fell into the sea, smashing a big splash of water.

His Highness, who fell into the water, kept shouting, and more than a dozen people ran out of the yacht to rescue him. Zhou Qingfeng continued to lie on the chair and laughed: "Your Highness Wang*Chu, you can also get this kind of change, and you can restore your youth and increase your life span several times. As long as you promise me a condition,..."

For a noble who enjoys glory and wealth but is already in his sixties, what else can be expected of restoring youth, strengthening his body, increasing his lifespan, and allowing him to continue to enjoy the power of the world?

Lao Wang Chu immediately blushed, took a step forward heavily, and asked excitedly: "How much does this drug cost? One hundred billion, no... One hundred billion US dollars, I want a complete set of production technology."
Chapter completed!