provocative.

This is a naked provocation.

It was very obvious that the other party's words were even just saying: We will open whenever you want. Let's see... Are there many people standing on your side or more people on our side!

It was about to unveil the plaque... Dai Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief. Although her status was not qualified to know the detailed decisions of the underworld in China. However, she had been a spokesperson in the world for so long, and she knew very well what the other party meant to unveil the plaque.

The opponent chose the latter while revealing his trump card and snowball effect.

The so-called snowball is to use this press conference to let the world see how strong their strength is. Then... use this public opinion and shock to increase their alliance effect, and finally achieve the effect of one call and one hundred responses.

Are you facing the frontal battle? What a great determination. King of Hell... Can the cards in your hand survive this frontal declaration of war?

Instead of speaking, she bowed respectfully to the other party. This is the etiquette that should be used in the face of death.

Oniri glanced at her in a daze, as if she had discovered that there was someone here. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Speaker of the Underworld of China? Where is the sharp-tongued Zhang Yi?"

Dai Chunhua raised his head and said neither arrogant nor humblely: "Sir, please pay attention to your words. I will tell the King of Hell truthfully."

Oniri sneered and turned away. The painted black skirt slowly dragged past the ground. Wherever he passed, bloody flowers bloomed. A faint voice floated: "It's really worse than the next generation..."

No one dares to speak.

Everyone's eyes fell on that graceful back. No one saw that there were complex light flashing in his eyes from the representatives of other underworlds.

Oniri was like a noble swan, no one looked at it, and proudly walked past all the evil spirits. Just as they passed by these evil spirits, the attention of at least three or four evil spirits in the underworld... moved.

In the shocked gazes of the left and right evil spirits, they were respectful and waiting for Oniriyi to pass by. Even if the other party did not give them a corner of their eyes, they dared to follow quietly behind them until the figure left. And as Oniriyi walked by, more and more evil spirits joined in!

Five...seven...nine...eleven!

There are more than 20 underworlds on site, more than half!

They were still hesitating at first, but after the initial fool stood out, they firmly followed each other's pace and disappeared into the corridor together.

Dead silence.

A few minutes later, the whispering sound became louder, and countless eyes were complicatedly back and forth on Dai Chunhua and the corridor. This was a silent shock, which meant that at least ten underworlds stood on the side of Sanchang!

How many votes are there... to be sure what they are going to do?

Can the underworld in China withstand the pressure?

The scorching heat brought by energy was encountered by the ice water of the Golden Fleet. Even the underworld that was soaked by energy just now, I woke up and left quietly one by one. I smiled and said goodbye to Dai Chunhua politely. However, the prayer letter in my hand was never handed out again.

Dai Chunhua kept a faint smile until everyone left, and she whispered: "Hurry... report everything I just said! Within ten minutes, I need instructions!"

"According to the beacon, the African fleet has arrived at Osaka Port and has only been in Nara for about half an hour!"

Yin Cha left immediately, Dai Chunhua took a deep breath, looked at the corridor solemnly, and walked out firmly.

Can't back down...

You must never retreat now!

Lord Hell... You must not retreat! At this time, when you are pointed at the pinnacle, whoever retreats will receive global contempt! The fence-riding faction will never stand on our side!

She walked quickly towards the conference hall because she had already said hello. The second floor of Tianshou Pavilion had already started to take action, and dozens of evil men began to clean the venue and place props. However, she clearly saw that on the left side of the conference hall, less than fifty meters apart, another conference room of the same specification was also cleaning!

"Who is going to hold a press conference?" she stopped and asked a Japanese confidant.

"It's Oniri's death," the other party replied respectfully: "The other party is about to hold an extraordinary press conference, and the request is urgent."

Dai Chunhua nodded: "Where is the time?"

"I don't know." The other party shook his head and said, "Mr. Oniriy didn't say it, just let us prepare."

At such meetings, there is a detailed list of when and who will meet. But... a few days after the conference was officially held.

In front of this, of course, whoever wants to hold the meeting will be held. However, the other party has no other conference room, so he chooses next to them. If there are other time periods, he will wait for snipers.

Dai Chunhua nodded and walked into the lounge next to her.

She had recited all the key points of this speech, and she knew all possible questions. However, when the matter was about to come, her heart still couldn't calm down, so she started to develop the speech again and read it.

Five minutes, ten minutes... fifteen minutes later, she closed the manuscript firmly, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Then... let's announce the meeting." Such a heavy responsibility fell on her shoulders, which had been through the battlefield for a long time, and her voice trembled slightly. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and she had previously reported Qin Ye's secret flaw back quickly. Dai Chunhua immediately stood up and whispered: "How is it?"

Yin almost nodded, his voice burning like flames: "Master Qin said... I miss it!"

"Follow the plan! Don't give up in an inch of land!"

"He said... you will give me the next step to the other party. If anything happens, I will be responsible! You must never lose in terms of momentum!"

Dai Chunhua closed her eyes and took a deep breath several times.

She suddenly remembered that she was the first time she was a government spokesperson and faced the world in the world.

Now, the eagerness to be ready and boiling, has returned to my heart again.

If you want to fight, you will be warned!

This domineering a layer of fine goose bumps all over her body. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and nodded with a slight emphasis.

At this moment, suddenly, another fool rushed in. It was so urgent that when he rushed into the door, he almost fell. But he didn't care about this at all and said in a trembling voice: "Thirty minutes later... the three thousand dream gods... will hold a press conference on behalf of the three major underworld alliances!"

Brush—! Dai Chunhua suddenly stood up, and the ghost fire in his eyes was jumping randomly.

How is that possible?

Don't the other party snipe them?

The order of sequence is very important. People's memory is limited, and the same is true for the difference. What you say first does not necessarily mean you can gain an advantage, especially when the two major forces are fighting. Everyone will look at the bargaining chips of the underworld in China. Then the Chinese underworld in China, which is then taken to take action, will surely make everyone remember it more clearly. In the absence of the leader of the Sanchang, what right does Oniri have to start the next plan?

Are they not afraid of the next impact of the underworld in China? They can’t stand it? They can take the lead in the trading?

"Why?" Even though he had been through the battlefield for a long time, Dai Chunhua was confused at this moment. He looked at the speech in his hand and said nothing for a long time.

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Tsushima Strait.

The wind was high and the waves were harsh, and dozens of large ships stopped on the sea. These ships were made of pure wood, with African-style pictures on them. Many ships revealed a Yama-level atmosphere.

The Zulu warrior with oil paint and bone necklaces stood on the boat with a spear and a human-faced shield. The flags with the emblems of each tribe were carved on both sides fluttered in the wind.

According to the truth, no one dared to stop such a fleet of more than a dozen death gods, hundreds of guards. However, at this moment, it was really stopped.

Just opposite them, above the sea, countless yin energy gathered into a majestic vortex. Among the vortex, three figures stood in a tattered black cloak, floating on the sea like feathers. Although there were only three figures, their terrifying yin energy caused the waves around the yin energy vortex to stir up layer by layer, just like a volcano erupting under the sea.

All the Holy Spirits of Africa stood at the bow of the ship. The Holy Spirit Black Mamba looked forward with her eyes narrowed, and her tongue spitted several times but still didn't speak.

The three high-level dukes... are only one step away from being able to step through the gap between heaven and man. It's such a big show...

"Yam?" A magnificent voice sounded on the sea, and the Holy Spirit Jinxi said in surprise: "The Lord of India's Underworld is here, but... what does this mean?"

Sand... Under the broken cloak opposite was a dark shadow, like the endless abyss of hell. At this moment, dozens of blood-red eyes lit up at the same time, and a voice smiled and said: "Nothing."

"But... I would like to ask you to stop for a while."

Brush...the eyes of more than a dozen Holy Spirits looked over at the same time: "What do you mean?"

"Literally," Yan Mo said lightly: "I hope you will be present on the day of the conference. Afterwards... no matter where you stand, the three constants will be rewarded."

I understand... Hei Mamba sneered and opened her mouth. No wonder... No wonder he heard that none of Sanchang came. This is an important ally outside who is preparing to intercept the underworld of China...

Now that we don’t play, we can’t play a series of cards from China. As time goes by day and time approaches, there is no second choice for those underworlds in the middle!

"You are breaking the rules." It said coldly.

"The strong set the rules, and the weak follow the rules. Haven't you understood the essence of this world clearly?" The strong wind blew Yanmo's ragged cloak, and his voice seemed to be smiling: "Don't worry, we never kill all of them. Destroying civilization is an inhumane behavior. Even in the underworld of China, we have never thought about destruction."

"Don't you dare to destroy it?" The Holy Spirit of the Sunbird sneered: "What if we have to go there?"

Yama smiled hoarsely: "You can try it."

The Holy Spirit Black Mamba looked around and said, "You can't stop us alone... Where is your Sky Snake? Is it nearby?"

"Maybe." Yan Mo said lightly: "I have no intention of going to war with you, and no one will know anything about today..."

"If, I say no?" Before he finished speaking, a voice suddenly resounded throughout the sea.

Yan Mo was stunned for a moment. In dozens of blood-red eyes, a golden vertical pupil finally appeared, looking around in shock.

who?

Who is speaking?

I didn't discover... the other party is both a high-level duke? How could the African Holy Spirit have a high-level existence?

Before he could finish his thoughts, the clouds in the sky suddenly surged up, forming a majestic cloud cave, and a yin energy that was not weaker than him exploded! Countless golden lights gushed out from it, forming a dazzling column of light.

boom!

The light column hit the sea surface, and the layers of shock waves spread, causing huge waves. Yan Mo stepped on the huge waves without any impact. After a long time, he sighed: "It's you..."

"Block the ban technique, but the strength does not retreat but advance... Is this a gift from the underworld of China to you?"

"Si—!!" Responding to him was a violent roar, and the shock wave brought a wave of smoke and clouds. In it, the sound of wings shaking was endless. After a few seconds, a pure white snake head, with feathers on its top, was dozens of meters in size, and it poked out from it.

Yan Mo looked at the other party solemnly: "Kukurkan, are you willing to become a lackey in the underworld of China?"

"Hahaha--!" The feathered snake god Yang Tian laughed, and after half a second he suddenly lowered his head and stared at Yan Mo: "I want to survive."

"You really have to fight me?"
Chapter completed!