manner.

He must take a superior attitude because China cannot collapse without civil strife! Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!

I came to Africa because of this, and the conversation now is also because of this.

The Holy Spirit Black Mamba looked straight into his eyes, and Qin Ye pressed his heart to pound wildly, looking at him without any hesitation. He was clearly telling lies, but now, there is a kind of force that supports him to continue talking and doing.

"It's indeed a joke." A few seconds later, the Holy Spirit Black Mamba retracted her gaze and smiled: "In this situation, no underworld will start a large war, or even cause chaos."

"I agree with you, please continue."

In the darkness, there was a rustling sound of writing. Qin Ye did not relax at all, nor did he breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, he sat back seriously and raised two fingers: "Second, Fengdu did not ask the African underworld to stand by. The underworld of China does not need any country to stand by us. But we also do not want a forbidden country to stand by."

"Qinfu Lord." The ancestor witch with a skeleton mask spoke in a muffled voice: "Then, you can also send troops yourself. The Xuanjia Army, Baier Army, Qi Family Army, Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, and any of the troops in China are not inferior to the Queen's Imperial Guard and the Tsar's Personal Guard. Not to mention, Mu'er Benlin's Ming Palace has no vassal states around. Your country has twelve Tianluo, targeting the Tianlong Ba tribes of India's Underworld. No matter what you want to do, as long as you think, it's just a matter of one word."

His voice was neither slow nor fast, but this style of being neither arrogant nor impatient makes people feel a sudden and aggressive.

This is the battlefield.

The battlefield of language.

"Are you questioning me?" Qin Ye suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at the ancestor witch deeply: "Ask a Chinese angel?"

"I'm just asking why. You have to give us a reason to consider whether we agree to continue. This is the premise for our cooperation." Elder Fanxing said slowly: "The state of the underworld in China is related to how much help we can get. How should we deal with this matter - if it is true. And... If the underworld in China cannot take action, how many people should we send? Which Holy Spirits should be dispatched?"

Qin Ye didn't speak.

The Holy Spirit Black Mamba nodded slightly to Elder Fanxing and continued: "Qinfu Lord, you probably won't expect that a black Mamba underworld can suppress the Russian Muaibenlin Palace, right?"

"I know very well what you are here. What your country needs is the Holy Spirit platform for the entire African underworld. The Black Mamba Underworld is just the first stop for your country's mission to the African Underworld Alliance. If the other Holy Spirits agree, we must first consider the safety of the Holy Spirit's travel. Secondly, if this matter is more realistic, then..."

It didn't continue. Babru continued with tactfulness: "The Russian underworld wants to develop forbidden art. What we face is one hundred thousand, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of imperial guards that condense the Cossack army formation. How much help can the underworld in China provide us? Is it the Duke of the Mansion? Yama comes forward? Or is it a large number of Yin soldiers?"

"If you can't go out, we..." He paused: "It is basically impossible to dispatch a large number of ghost soldiers from Africa to ensure the safety of the Holy Spirit. On the way, it is basically impossible to pass through the Egyptian underworld and the waters of India underworld. Qin Gongjun, you should understand that this is not a difficult situation, but the actual situation. So many ghost soldiers will be considered by the international community as a sign of the war and even the new underworld war. This interpretation... I'm afraid that the underworld in China will be unbearable, right?"

All eyes were concentrated on Qin Ye. He was still heavy

There was no urge to be silent in the scene.

Finally here...

Qin Ye was considering this issue. When the Russian underworld insisted on eating the resentful soul crystal, there would definitely be a large number of ghost soldiers on their side. Even if he shook the African underworld with his perfect tongue and told the tiger, but... how would the tiger go to the northern country of the grizzly bear?

First, they wanted to cross the East Indian Ocean, bypass the Arabian Sea ruled by the Egyptian underworld, and cross the Maldives Islands, known as the "Link of Pearls in the Underworld" - it is the Indian Underworld, the place where the Egyptian Underworld is heavily guarded, and it is the dividing line between the East and West Indian Oceans on the underworld map.

Then, they had to cross the East Indian Ocean until they reached the Spice Islands, and finally entered the South China Sea and entered the waters of China. Then they passed through the East China Sea and the Bohai Sea, and then arrived at South Korea.

Even if it is the King of Hell, this road will take at least three or four hours. So many Holy Spirits will definitely shock the international underworld. Although the purpose of the African underworld is to know the real situation of China, these are real considerations - even if we are moved by you, how can you guarantee the international community of the underworld to be held accountable in the future?

More than a dozen Holy Spirits forcibly break through the defense line of Chinese countries in the Indian Ocean. How do you respond to us? With the current situation in China, can we withstand the pressure of the International Underworld Alliance?

Therefore, you must tell us the details of China so that we can rest assured.

This is a dead knot.

It will really be a dead knot if you say it.

"Qin Mansion Lord?" Bablu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Qin Ye deeply: "Do you don't speak, does it mean that your mansion is not prepared? Or... you didn't think about it?"

Qin Ye glanced at the other party and said that the negotiating table was changing so much. This problem... he had expected a solution, but he didn't expect it to be proposed so quickly. Moreover, his solution... was a gamble!

This is the only solution he got after thinking for a day!

"It's not like that." His heart was beating wildly. This was probably the biggest deception he had ever been. Even though he had done countless psychological constructions, the feeling of every nerve tensed up still made his skin covered with chicken skin.

"First of all, Lord Di Ting will welcome you in the South China Sea. As for why only Lord Di Ting, I will tell you the specific reason later. In addition..."

He glanced at everyone and stood up. Now, he even felt that every time he said he could smell the smell of his hot blood. His heart would pop up with the blood.

Buy and leave.

Since I decided to take this bet, I have no regrets.

If he loses the bet, there is no need to continue talking about it. Even if the Black Mamba underworld does not raise this question, other underworlds will do it. He has no possibility of avoiding the important ones.

"It just so happened that this time, an old friend of the Holy Spirit Black Mamba asked me to bring something and a sentence here."

Before they could continue to ask, Qin Ye suddenly pulled his fate out of his sleeves and put it on the table with both hands.

"Si—!!" As soon as fate appeared, the Holy Spirit Black Mamba suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream. Not only him, but all the elders, ancestor witches, and deputy chiefs of the Black Mamba underworld stood up, and the twelve ghost fires flashed wildly, looking at the pen like a monster.

There is not much yin energy on the pen, but no one dares to underestimate it.

The King of Hell's Royal Pen!

A piece of golden light swept across the audience, and all the evil people in the black Mamba underworld were trembling. Fate... It represents too many legends of the man! It suppressed the other three kings of the hell of the underworld and could not look up. Under his command, he beat him

After defeating the battle of the seven major underworlds, no King of Hell is his opponent... There are four other words to replace this pen.

As if I'm here in person!

Qin Ye took all the evil reactions into his eyes, his hands on the table were covered in cold sweat, and he spoke in a deep voice: "The second King of Hell said that if anyone asks about the situation in China, show them this thing."

The fox is pretending to be a tiger's power!

He was betting... the bad reputation of the second King of Hell was enough to suppress these non-Four Constant Kingdoms, making them afraid to continue to go deeper into this issue!

This is a silent statement, telling them that we can help you and help you suppress the reaction of the international community in the future - of course, this is a matter of opinion. In Qin Ye's opinion, he just took out this pen and did not promise anything. Even the final contract signing would be arguing. But at least!

He can keep talking now.

Let the other party listen without doubt.

The result is unknown, but there is a situation of breaking the situation. As for the result...

At the ever-changing negotiating table, without talking about the last step, who knows what the result is?

Just do your best and leave it to fate.

There was silence all around, and Qin Ye's face was as deep as water, as if he could hear a heartbeat coming from the void. This bet was a 235-scam plane, and he had enough posture. But whether he believed it or not was the other party's problem.

Time passed very slowly, and the sound of the second hand clicking seemed to appear in his heart. Every second was extremely long, and it took ten seconds. The Holy Spirit Black Mamba was the first to react. He bowed to the pen with great respect: "I have passed."

"Qinfu Lord, please continue."

A feeling of over-electricity was transmitted from Qin Ye's tail vertebra to the top of his head. No one saw it. His fingertips, which were pressing on the table, began to turn white. Now he gradually returned to rosy.

Become...

Sure enough...under the tyranny of the second generation, they will recall the horror of being dominated by the other party again. This topic may be raised, but it must be more tactful. At least... he now has the opportunity to continue!

If you continue, you will have a chance!

When he spoke again, his lips felt a little trembling. This confrontation was far less dangerous than the Battle of Pengqiu, and the Zhongyuan Festival, hundreds of ghosts were walking at night, and they were not even as good as the Korean God of Death script. However, the intensity was particularly strong, and now his ears seemed to be filled with the clanging sound of swords and buzzing.

His voice was a little hoarse and unconsciously: "However, since it is cooperation, the local government will definitely show our sincerity - it's very simple. The Jiuzhou Zhengshen barrier outside the underworld of China cannot enter or exit. Even if the country is in trouble, the number of people will not exceed five. It's not that the Chinese country is unwilling to send large troops, but that it is impossible to send large troops now."

The ghost fire of six black mambas at the scene flashed, and this sentence means a lot. This means that China has completely withdrawn from international affairs and weakens its influence.

But they thought about it carefully, but they all shook their heads.

What's the matter?

The Four Constant People's Status are here. Will China become weaker after the Chinese regime change?

Once the barrier is opened, the army of ghost soldiers, which is more terrifying than before, may have left the underworld, and the other party has already used the second-generation forbidden technique.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

No one could have imagined that the underworld for three thousand years is now in its most difficult period.

No one would have thought that the underworld in China had a hard time so hard that the King of Hell came forward to work for the country.

Right in front of them.
Chapter completed!