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Late night, in a luxurious 5 star hotel presidential suite in Hua Hai.

"Fifty-six... Fifty-seven … Fifty-eight … Fifty-nine seconds, one hour … "

He looked at his watch, saw that it was time, turned off the TV, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Cousin … I... I'm back! "

The girl in the green dress with the birthmark on half her face swiped her card and ran into the room, panting.

"Get out!"

The man did not wait for the girl to finish before coldly reprimanding her.

"Ji Wanqing, I told you to buy some food for me within an hour. It took you an hour to buy some things from a convenience store?" the man asked.

"A fall?" The man shook his head and said, "Buy something to eat and you can even wrestle. What's the use of talking to me!?"

I was supposed to bring you out, but you can't even handle such a small matter. You can't even be compared to one of the maids in the clan, do you understand!? "

Ji Xianqing pinched the spot where her clothes were dirty and said softly, feeling wronged, "Cousin, I... I know I'm stupid, and I'll do it next time.

The man took a deep breath and said, "Ji Sangqing... Do you know who I am? "

Ji Xianqing hurriedly nodded. "You're the cousin I admire the most."

My grandfather is the War G.o.d who stands at the peak of martial arts! He has high hopes for me! I will be the future of the Ye family, and I will also be the most outstanding successor!

My time is not something an ant like you can afford to waste!

It doesn't matter if I'm your cousin or not. What you have to remember is the difference between me and you, the difference between the two of us.

If it wasn't for Uncle, don't even mention coming out with me, you wouldn't even be qualified to talk to me! "

Ji s.h.i.+qing put down her things and was about to run out.

However, Ye Feng stopped her, "Stop!"

"Take away everything you bought, I won't eat these trash." Ye Feng said coldly.

"I'm going to see Ling Yuwei tomorrow. Your appearance will scare my fiancée, so don't show your face when the time comes," said Ye Feng.

Ji s.h.i.+qing's eyes dimmed. "Don't worry, Cousin, I understand …"

"Oh …"

After walking out of the room, Ji Xianqing stretched out her hand and wiped her eyes. Carrying a bag of food with her, she headed back to her room.

… ….

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean.

In a cla.s.sical mansion in the Kingdom of Magnesium, General Robert puffed and held a pipe in his hand.

Several important members of Congress were sitting on the sofa beside him, venting their displeasure.

Did you know, old Kroeb is about to go crazy, his little son whom he dotes on the most has died, he wants to rush to China to carry out a ma.s.sacre! "

"We should immediately put pressure on the Chinese government to eradicate that gang and have them hand over the murderer!

"If we don't resolve this matter in time, I'm afraid that old Krob will join forces with the other Underground Clans and vote for the Democratic Party's candidate," Another councilor said.

"What Krob is doing this time is actually related to our film industry's global position. If we don't help him get back at them, many of the companies in Hollywood will lose their confidence in us"...

"Robert, are you listening to us? Why don't you make a sound!? "

The few councilors said a lot, but General Robert did not say anything. They could not help but become anxious.

General Robert sighed heavily and said, "You guys only know the first and the second. That small gang in that place …" "Backstage is not some small gang."

Robert exhaled a mouthful of smoke and said, "Divine-Wrath …"

After about ten seconds, someone exclaimed, "What!? This … How was this possible!? A local gang in China, with a backer?! "

A few councilors were unwilling to accept this. However, they could not do anything but curse and leave one after another.

However, the last time a member of the Peterberg Club had been suppressed, he could still see it clearly.

Even now, he wasn't sure if there were people from h.e.l.l lying in ambush around him.

"Poor General Robert, for such a big shot to be afraid of a fugitive, what's the point of living like this?"

A woman's voice sounded from outside the door, following which a beautiful woman with light golden hair walked in. She was dressed beautifully, with a slim figure.

"White Queen Sylvie?" Robert was very calm as he sat down at his seat. He did not ask how the other party had entered the mansion. There were many ways for a Legend rank expert to enter his mansion.

Sylvie giggled and said, "I came to ask, General Robert, or …" "The Peterberg Club, are you interested in getting rid of those dirty guys in one fell swoop?" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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