Kneel down or die
At this time, the God of War and Leonif and others also received the news.
Upon learning that the Ghost Virus had been completely defeated, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.
The God of War was incredibly pleased!
Luo Yuantai and other high-ranking officials in the Ministry of War all felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.
Seeing the mournful expressions on the faces of the other side, including Jossens, he felt a great sense of satisfaction.
"Ha ha."
Leonif laughed loudly with smug satisfaction, mocking the countries opposite, such as the United States and Japan.
"You've suffered another big loss by following your American big brother, haven't you? Weren't you very arrogant just now? Keep being arrogant."
Ali Bashan clapped his hands and laughed heartily.
"You're overestimating a bunch of idiots by expecting them to have brains."
The members of the delegations from the United States and Japan were so angry they felt like their lungs were about to burst, but they couldn't refute them.
Finally, it tucked its tail between its legs and slunk away.
It's no longer possible to get the Great Xia to apologize.
This negotiation plan, meticulously orchestrated by the United States, has ended in complete failure!
As a result, before they even reached the door, someone blocked their way.
The person who arrived was Ye Feng, who blocked the doorway.
He leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, looking elegant and handsome, with deep, sparkling eyes.
"Did you say you could leave?"
"The Great Xia is not a place where you can come and go as you please."
The head of the Japanese delegation was named Yamato Matsumoto, the same old guy who had just mocked Great Xia as a fallen phoenix, worse than a chicken.
He was an elder of the Yin-Yang Palace, with a cultivation level of Martial Emperor First Rank. He was highly respected in the domestic martial arts world. He raised his eyebrows and stepped forward to speak.
"Mr. Ye, we are here to negotiate. Even in times of war, one should not kill the envoy."
The implication is that I can leave whenever I want, and it's none of your business.
puff!
Ye Feng grabbed the other person's head with his five fingers and ripped it off. Blood spurted high from the neck cavity, splattering the members of the delegation from the United Kingdom and other countries with blood.
A dignified Martial Emperor of the First Rank was utterly powerless against Ye Feng and was instantly killed.
The others were shocked and quickly retreated in fright.
Jossens swallowed hard, his eyes filled with terror, and forced himself to step forward and speak.
"Ye Feng, what exactly are you trying to do?"
He lost face by killing his younger brother in front of his elder brother.
Especially with so many representatives from other countries watching.
As the eldest brother, he had to stand up and say something.
He thought to himself, "Ye Feng, can't you give me some face?"
Do you think it's easy for me?
Even just a little bit would be fine.
Unfortunately.
Ye Feng didn't even bother to look at him properly. He raised his hand and slapped him hard across the face, leaving half of his face a bloody mess. His beard was scraped off, leaving a bloody layer, and his nose was broken.
"Hmph, you think you're worthy of making our Great Xia apologize!"
"Kneel down and sing 'Conquer'!"
"Otherwise, no one will leave alive."
Ye Feng's voice boomed like thunder, making everyone's ears ache.
Jossens screamed as the desks behind him were knocked over.
One of the Japanese entourage members flew into a rage and stood up to rebuke them.
"Ye Feng, don't push your luck. You want us to kneel down and sing 'Conquer'? How could you even come up with something like that..."
puff!
Ye Feng slapped it to pieces and said indifferently.
"You Japanese devils have no right to speak to me."
"Either kneel down or die, the choice is yours."
He stood amidst the pervasive blood mist, like the Grim Reaper himself, the chilling killing intent emanating from him sending shivers down one's spine.
Members of all the hostile countries dared not breathe, their fearful eyes fixed on Ye Feng.
Jossens, clutching his bloodied face, struggled to his feet and angrily confronted the God of War.
“Situ Zhantian, Ye Feng is so arrogant, slaughtering our members at will. As the supreme commander of the Great Xia Ministry of War, aren’t you going to do anything about it?”
"Is this how you, Great Xia, treat your guests?"
"Are you even being reasonable? Haven't you always claimed that your country is a land of etiquette?"
The God of War remained unmoved and sneered.
"Oh, so you start reasoning with us now that you can't beat us? When the Ghost Virus was recklessly destroying our country's cybersecurity system, where were you to come out and reason with us?"
"you--"
Jossens was so angry his nose was crooked, but he stubbornly refused to admit it.
"I...I don't know what you're talking about. Let us leave right now, or the Global Martial Arts Alliance will not let you off the hook."
Since you don't care, then I'll just leave.
If you can't afford to offend them, can't you at least avoid them?
Beside him, Luo Yuantai, who had been silent all along, sneered.
"The Global Martial Arts Federation is not run by your United States alone."
"Looks like you're still not giving up. Take a look at this news."
After saying that, Luo Yuantai turned on the TV.
The news of the Global Martial Arts Alliance is being displayed on a scrolling screen, and the world's attention is focused on Great Xia.
The Secretary-General of the Global Martial Arts Alliance, a master from ancient Egypt named Senrofu, is speaking on behalf of the entire alliance, strongly condemning the hegemonic behavior of dozens of member countries led by the United States.
"The US demanding an apology from the Great Xia martial arts community is the funniest joke I've heard this century. The US's shameless behavior has immediately met its match; the backlash from the Ghost computer virus is the best proof of that."
"Whatever countermeasures Great Xia takes next, I believe they will be justified and reasonable, and our Global Martial Arts Alliance will strongly support them!"
Since the last Global Martial Arts Alliance Tournament held in Taiwan, where the Grand Alliance Leader Lunba was decisively killed by Ye Feng.
The Global Martial Arts Alliance is divided into multiple factions, making it a mixed bag.
The Great Xia Dynasty occupied half of the territory. After all, Ye Feng, as the leader of the Eastern Martial Arts Alliance, had the martial arts world of more than 30 countries behind him, forming an extremely powerful force.
Senluofu was a high-ranking member of the Ancient Egyptian Martial Arts Alliance, so naturally he had to stand in the camp of Great Xia and speak on behalf of Great Xia.
The Secretary-General of the Alliance holds a high position and wields great power. His statements, to a certain extent, represent the intentions of the vast majority of people within the Alliance and are therefore authoritative.
Jossens was so angry he vomited blood.
Ye Feng's cold voice rang out.
"I'll give you three minutes to think it over. After that, I'll start killing."
The atmosphere in the conference room was unusually tense, like a taut bowstring, making it hard to breathe.
A minute passed quickly.
Two minutes passed.
The scene was eerily quiet, save for the ticking of the clock, which seemed to toll the death knell.
They are being pushed step by step into the abyss of hell.
Soon, some people couldn't take it anymore; the immense pressure seemed to be crushing their hearts...
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