Chapter 607: The Northwest Wind Rises 4

"The major airports in France have been selectively grounded, but they still cannot stop the invasion of mercenaries from all over the world who are tempted by huge gold. France's gold, futures and stock markets have also been invaded to varying degrees by international financial speculators!" Rui checked his watch and looked at Sarkic and Murray and said, "The two adults have reached the point where we must work together. If some extreme French people really do any harm to the Chinese and Chinese areas in France, then this hatred will really not be resolved."

Murray looked at Sakchi deeply, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Murray is willing to obey His Excellency the President's order."

When Sarkic heard this, his dark eyes lit up again. He looked at Richard and Murray with gratitude and said, "Thank you, thank you."

Paris, France.

"The commander, some of France's violent elements have rushed to the Chinese area in France. Are we involved in this war?"

Xiying was silent, his eyes shining through the window at the towering and majestic Eiffel Tower. At this moment, he was in a dilemma. The war developed into the Chinese area was in the plan and outside the plan. If he was only alone, Xiying would definitely go, but there were still 100 members of the hunting team on his shoulders, and 2,900 Blood Sect Qingfeng who were guarding the holy fire in Athens.

"Go!" Xiying clenched his fists tightly together, and he said in a solemn voice, "I will bear this action alone!"

"What do you want to bear!" Just as Xiying's words fell, a voice appeared, causing Xiying's body to shake.

"What? How long hasn't you seen me now? I won't know me anymore?"

"Xiying has met the young master!"

"Gao Binhan, deputy captain of the Blood Sect Hunting Team, has met the sect leader!"

"Haha, you are the heroes of my blood sect. If outsiders know this gift, they won't scold me to death." The visitor was Xiang Yufeng who was urgently brought from the northwest. He left Dongbo and the 300 Qingfaced Army in the northwest, but he brought Nanshou and more than 600 Qingfaced Army to Europe.

"Young Master, when did you come, I thought."

"You thought I was either going to be in the northwest or going to Athens to command. It seemed that our commander of the West Eagle had forgotten that my fist was not a vegetarian," Xiang Yufeng said with a smile.

Xiying smiled slightly, looked at Nanshou who was standing behind Xiang Yufeng and said, "Nanshou is here, where is Dongbo?"

"Don't mention him. In order to be here, I have already stared at me with a beard and said that I am partial, and I like suspicious men." Xiang Yufeng smiled bitterly, "He doesn't even look at his beastly personality. The Frenchman's little arms and legs are not enough for him to break."

"The purpose of the young master to leave Dong Bo in the northwest should have a deeper meaning."

"Of course, Xiang Yufeng will not do that extra thing, except women." Xiang Yufeng said, "I can't help but provoke the general. I stimulated the ferociousness of Dongbo, the wild beast. The ground in the northwest will shake for a while. In this way, I can also keep those eyes that pay attention to the movements of the northwest.

"Oh, I almost forgot that this is Luo Wencheng, the person sent by the above." Xiang Yufeng waved to the person behind him and said to Xiying.

"you."

Luo Wencheng had not yet said the word "hello", but he had already felt the cold gaze from Xiying. Unlike Xiying, the difference is Gao Binhan beside him. Xiying would not do too much because of his identity and personality, but Gao Binhan was different. His murderous aura was straight towards Luo Wencheng without any concealment, and his right hand was tightly held on the Qingfeng knife behind him.

Luo Wencheng smiled bitterly and had to look at Xiang Yufeng with help.

"From now on, he will be his own person." Xiang Yufeng smiled, then looked at Xiying and said, "I just heard that this action is to be borne by you alone. What action is it?"

"Young Master, you just came here. You may not know that the French violent elements have clashed with the Chinese in France. In addition, the news just now has been heard that this group of violent elements has rushed to the Chinese French area."

Xiang Yufeng smiled and looked at Xiying and said, "So, you think that if I were here, I wouldn't interfere in this matter, so you would have the words you will bear, right?"

"The grandson considers the overall situation, and the grandson's vision lies in the long run."

"Stop using these beautiful words to excuse me." Xiang Yufeng snorted coldly, "Can I be such a person who ignores the lives and death of his compatriots and uses all means to achieve his goals?" Xiang Yufeng paused for a moment, tilted his head and muttered to himself, "I can do this unscrupulous thing, but I can't do the previous one who ignores the lives and death of his compatriots. So, Xiying, you must not use the heart of a villain to judge me as a gentleman in the future."

"What the young master taught is that time is tight, so please give orders."

"Haha, do you know why I am a young master, and you are a Xiying?"

Seeing Xiying who was stunned by Xiang Yufeng's words, Nanshou said, "As early as when he got off the plane, the young master had already issued an order."

"Haha, I have to say that the romance of the French is really a natural screen that allows us terrorists to get into trouble." Xiang Yufeng looked at Xiying and smiled, "Did you see the clothes we three wear? It just so happens that you can mix in the Chinese area and occasionally break a few bones by accident." It was not until this moment that Xiying saw clearly the clothes of Xiang Yufeng, Nanshou and Luo Wencheng, and Xiying couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe, I guess the French would never have thought that we so-called terrorists would come here by using American planes." Xiang Yufeng said this, and said with a cold smile on his face, "I want the Holy Fire to come to France and turn this place into a bloody battlefield!"

The fire soaring into the sky, the sound of gunfire and swords, the sound of cries, and the sound of fighting filled the Chinese neighborhoods in France. More and more people joined the battle, and more and more blood was spilled out. The French Chinese Street has a history of nearly a hundred years in France. From the first labor to the slowly formed industrial stadiums that penetrated into all classes of France, it has gathered the sweat and wisdom of the Chinese. Since such a group of people did not belong to this country, they are definitely not something that can be destroyed by a group of violent people.

Not to mention those Chinese organizations of underworld nature, the countless Chinese Kung Fu Boxing Gym alone cannot easily shake this group of French riots. However, tigers cannot hold up the wolves. After all, they are in a different place. After all, they cannot have the ability to join the new force like French thugs. When the Chinese were slowly being attacked by the large number of French thugs, the joining of a group instantly reversed the situation.
Chapter completed!