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Hearing this, all the Korean people in the venue looked at each other and gritted their teeth.

"That's right, it was Lin Feng who ruined our good deeds and killed so many people!"

"It was obviously a treatment plan developed by Master Cui, but it was plagiarized and used by Lin Feng!"

"The Korean people will never give in and must severely punish those Daxia thieves!"

Seeing everyone shouting fiercely, their eyes were so fierce that they wanted to eat people.

Inoue Hongguang smiled calmly, a trace of satisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.

"Gentlemen, Master Cui from your country and I are also friends. We often have close conversations at international medical exchange conferences."

He bowed deeply again and said loudly: "I am deeply saddened by the death of Master Cui!"

"My eldest brother Hiroio Inoue also died in Lin Feng's hands. Please let us work together to avenge them!"

"He's just a grandstanding Daxia guy, nothing to worry about."

At this moment, a lazy voice suddenly came from the single sofa behind the crowd.

Inoue Hongguang was stunned and couldn't help but look up.

But he saw the other party put away the beer can, stood up, stretched out his hands to stretch his thin waist, and let out a long yawn.

"Excuse me, who is this...?"

Inoue Hongguang was a little dumbfounded and quickly asked humbly.

That person clearly had a feminine voice, but he also looked enchanting and charming.

She has flowing black hair and a long and slender figure.

With a porcelain-white thin face and lazy and blurred brows, she looks like an oiran who stepped out of an ancient painting!

"This is our chief security adviser for this trip. He once served as the president's personal guard and is a direct descendant of the ancient Goryeo style Hwarangdo, Mr. Yoo Sang Hyuk!"

Hearing this, Inoue Hiromitsu's eyes widened and he almost couldn't believe his ears.

With a body as small as a bean sprout, he is actually the personal bodyguard of the President of Korea?

What ability can a mere sissy have? Does she want to use disgust to make the enemy retreat?

The next moment, I saw a sissy man named Yoo Sang Hyuk.

Leng Buding's body swayed and suddenly appeared beside Inoue Hongguang!

"Mr. Inoue, you have gray hair. People don't like to see this kind of thing."

Inoue Hongguang was shocked, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Turning his head blankly, he saw Liu Sang Hyuk holding a slender white hair in his hand, and then dropped it at his feet with a bored look on his face.

What a quick movement, what a quick shot!

It's comparable to the strength of that damn big brother, Hiroo Inoue, at his peak!

"If Mr. Yoo Sang Hyuk participates tonight, we will get twice the result with half the effort, please!"

Inoue Hongmitsu was surprised and happy, and immediately bowed deeply at [-] degrees again and asked loudly.

"Lin Feng, right? I remember him. Daxia Martial Arts is vulnerable to Korean Hwarang Dao. I will make Lin Feng unforgettable forever."

Yoo Sang Hyuk took out the can of beer from the refrigerator and opened the ring with a sneer.

Then he continued to lean on the single sofa and drank slowly.

"Mr. Inoue, please don't worry, Mr. Ryu Sang Hyuk will definitely take action!"

A Korean sent Inoue Hiromitsu out, then looked around and lowered his voice.

"Mr. Yoo Sang Hyuk is the boyfriend of Master Choi's son. He will definitely avenge Master Choi!"

I'll go with you, you guys are really having fun with Bangbang!

Inoue Hongguang's expression froze, and he felt a chill all over his body.

He quickly forced out a forced smile and left.

At this moment, inside the branch on the south side of the guild hall.

"Mr. Lin, you and Miss Song will be temporarily placed here and live with members of Daxia's official medical team."

Taylor sent someone to deliver their luggage, looked at Lin Feng with respect and gratitude, and left in a hurry.

"Lin Feng, Captain Zhang and the others rented a small warehouse, sent away the transport convoy, and put the remaining medicines in the warehouse."

Song Lentang led Lin Feng to a rest room, his expression hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong, Lao Zhang and the others refuse to come?"

Lin Feng's expression changed and he stopped.

"Tangtang, are you interested?"

"No, it's nothing. Captain Zhang and the others are staying near the warehouse, saying they want to guard the medicines."

Song Lentang bit her red lips and shook her head: "It's not a big deal. My dad knows you are here and wants to see you."

"His attitude may be a bit...you have to be mentally prepared."

"Don't worry, if your dad dares to explode, I will take care of him and Song Qingdan together to help you vent your anger."

Lin Feng laughed dumbly, his eyes softened, and he smiled lightly.

"Fuck you, that's my dad after all, you can't give him a beating, right?"

With a puff, Song Lentang couldn't help laughing and was amused.

She suppressed her smile, rolled her eyes, and punched Lin Feng angrily.

"Let's go meet that old stubborn man together."

Arriving at the door of the lounge, Lin Feng opened the door and smiled encouragingly at Song Lentang.

"Lin Feng, I solemnly advise you to stay away from my daughter."

Inside the door, Song Qingdan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, stood a dignified middle-aged man in a suit.

His name was Song Wenluan, and he was the head of the Song family, the current imperial capital of Great Xia, and the father of Song Lentang.

"Uncle Song, I heard that you came very early, but every time you want to see the eldest prince Alsu, you are turned away?"

Lin Feng walked over without changing his expression, and stood side by side with the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the bustling streets of Shadu City below his feet.

"Boy, you are so crazy. You have turned the imperial capital upside down, severely damaged the vitality of the Han and Ye families, and caused heavy losses."

Song Wenluan's Chinese-character face sank, and she slowly turned her head and glanced at Lin Feng.

"Young man, the rules are the rules. If you mess around like this, you will be finished sooner or later."

"But the Han and Ye families have broken the rules. Through the relationship with the Black Clothes Sect, they have reached out to the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. They should have reached an agreement with the eldest prince Alsu."

Lin Feng smiled and said: "Uncle Song, instead of kneeling down and licking Alsu and asking for cooperation, it is better to give it a try and fight for it on your own!"

"Presumptuous! Who are you Lin Feng? In my eyes, Song Wenluan, you are just a wild monkey jumping up and down!"

Song Wenluan's face changed, her voice was full of humiliation and aggrieved, and she looked very angry.

"You, Lin Feng, are you qualified to teach Song Wenluan how to do things?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became stagnant.

It was as if even the temperature of the air dropped to freezing point instantly.

Song Qingdan on the sofa shrank his neck, silently put away his mobile phone, and sat upright.

Song Lentang on the side clenched his hands tightly, his palms covered with fine beads of sweat.

As the two stared straight at each other, Lin Feng's face also darkened and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"For Tangtang's sake, I called you Uncle Song, but you are still stubborn."

Lin Feng shook his head with an indifferent expression, turned around decisively, and pulled Song Lentang away.

"Old Song, remember, your Song family will ask Tangtang to go back sooner or later!"

Whoa!

The footsteps outside the door disappeared.

Song Wenluan suddenly strode to the coffee table, grabbed the porcelain cup and threw it to the ground.

"Dad, don't be angry. That piece of shit Lin Feng was just arrogant for a moment, and it was all thanks to Mr. Qin's support."

Song Qingdan's face tightened, and he stood up in a hurry and walked over, persuading Song Wenluan.

"Hmph, I haven't taken Lin Feng seriously yet."

Song Wenluan's heart was fluctuating, and she said angrily: "I'm angry because of your second sister!"

"I was so blind that I lost my mind and left half of the Song family in charge of her!"

"That's right, the second sister is just stupid and follows Lin Feng wholeheartedly. Sooner or later, she will bring trouble to our Song family!"

Hearing this, Song Qingdan's eyes flashed with joy, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"That piece of shit Lin Feng said that we would beg Song Lentang to come back, bah!"

He spat on the ground disdainfully, and was about to continue cursing more and more jealously.

But a figure rushed in like a raging storm.

I saw the old steward of the Song family raising his hand to wipe sweat and shouting out of breath.

"The head of the family, the third young master, and Her Royal Highness Princess Arosa were... sent here!"