The son-in-law of the stunning president

"Damn, what do you mean dead bald? Provocative?"

"That's right, believe it or not, everyone rushed to kill you?"

What Sandres said made the people angry, which was already enough to make people angry, but this grandson is so ridiculous, why does he really think that there is no one in China?
How can Sandres, as a junior general, care about the clamor of ordinary audiences?
In other words, this is what he wants. As long as he can suppress the prestige of Huaxia, the only competitor in the United States, then he is willing to do it.

At that moment, he laughed loudly: "Misunderstanding, audience friends, don't misunderstand, I am not provoking, but sincerely want to find Huaxia's masters to fight with me. I know that you Huaxia people are very humble, and you like warehouses if you have the ability. I'm tucked away so that it doesn't come out, so I sincerely ask the hidden folk masters in China to come and fight with me, anyone can come."

As he said that, he looked around and saw no one answered, he laughed and said, "Or are all the so-called master hermits in China are fake?"

"Damn it! I'm going, I can't help it, beat this bastard to death!"

"You can pull it down, you are a fifth-level martial artist, and you are not shameful enough to go up."

There was a lot of noise below, but no one dared to challenge this Sandres.

After all, this guy is a powerful general-level warrior.

The major families in Huaxia are unwilling to come forward, so there really is no one who is his opponent.

Xu Zhenguo was also very angry, but he was very helpless. He had already fought against the team leader of Mi Country before, and it was just a draw.

At this time, of course, you can't make any more moves.

Xu Zhenguo said angrily: "Those bastards from the warrior family went too far, and they didn't even show their heads at this time!"

An old warrior sitting next to him sighed: "Hey, those people have always been virtuous, clinging to their so-called warrior glory and refusing to let go, who can convince them?"

"Is there no one? Is there really no one? Huaxia, Huaxia, really disappointed me Sandres."

Sandres stroked his huge shiny bald head in a decent manner, his expression full of ridicule and sarcasm.

"I'll try it out."

At this moment, with a voice, a person squeezed out from behind the audience and walked towards the ring.

"Hey, is there anyone who dares to end the challenge?"

Many people were surprised and hurriedly made way for this person.

At the same time, the cameras of countless big media at home and abroad were also aimed at the young man who was slowly walking towards the ring.

The people who took the photo couldn't help being slightly amazed, what a handsome man!

This person was dressed in a traditional Chinese light blue dark dress. The toga's long sleeves looked very elegant and unrestrained. His long hair was tied in a bun on the top of his head, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that his face was picturesque.

And it's hard to tell the person's age.

You can say that he looks like a teenager, or that he is a young man in his twenties. Even his calm expression and demeanor, you can say that he is a mature man in his 40s and [-]s. .

In short, it is full of an erratic and wonderful temperament that makes people wonder, which is very eye-catching.

Ye Bei, who was still at the foot of the mountain to maintain order, was dumbfounded when she saw the big screen, and exclaimed: "He, he, how could it be him? So he is a warrior, no wonder I can't beat..."

Speaking of which, she subconsciously pressed her small mouth.

Isn't the handsome young man who appeared on the screen the same young man who inexplicably appeared in her home a few days ago?

Zhao Lingling looked at Ye Bei strangely: "You know him? Do you know such a handsome guy? Who is he? Your boyfriend?"

Ye Bei blushed and quickly denied it.

Wang Guoqiang, who had an extremely gloomy face in the office, also stared at the screen with interest: "This young man has an extraordinary bearing. Maybe he really has a hand. Which family is he from?"

There is no one who can answer the seventh most important place around.

There is no way, this person is too strange, they have no impression of seeing him before.

"Boss Wang, I don't think you should have too much hope. I received a message from the brother in front, saying that this person has no vitality fluctuations on his body, and he seems to be an ordinary person."

"What?" Wang Guoqiang was furious when he heard the report from his subordinates. He slapped the table and shouted, "Nonsense! It's just nonsense! He's not even a martial artist, so why come out to join in the fun? Do you want to be popular? Do you want to be beaten to death by Sandres?"

"Boss, do you want to stop him?"

Wang Guoqiang thought for a while, then slumped back on the chair and waved his hands in frustration: "I can't stop him, he has already appeared in front of the media, hey, this time I really want to lose my lord."

"You want to come up and compete with me?" There was an eerie silence in the venue.

Almost all the warriors looked at the man who was slowly walking towards the ring, which was Tang Chen, with extremely strange eyes.

Tang Chen is very satisfied with this eye-catching way of appearance. There are enough media and warriors, which is the best way for him to promote his plan.

But what comes next is the real test.

Although he has completely transformed into a monk now, also known as a fairy, his strength has not made any substantial progress.

According to the standards of martial artists, he is still only a second-tier martial artist.

To fight Sandres, a low-level general, even if he could win, he would have to win as badly as he did against the big mandrill.

That's not the effect Tang Chen wanted. What he wanted was to be the first to shock people. He would use his brand as a fairy to make people think about how powerful and mysterious he really is.

So for Sandres, it must be killed with one blow!

Is it hard to do?No, it's not difficult.

After all, immortal methods have not appeared in this world for at least 4000 years. Anyone, no matter how powerful a warrior is, must be extremely unfamiliar.

It is absolutely not difficult to defeat an arrogant guy like Sandres with skills, whether he does mental arithmetic or not.

"Boy, you are an ordinary person, you don't even have vitality, you are not even a warrior, what are you going to do when you come out?"

Sandres obviously didn't know Tang Chen's plan, and was still taunting: "I advise you, you have such a pretty face, become an artist, don't look for beatings here, no wonder I have the heart to do it."

Tang Chen shook his head slightly, looked at Sandres and said, "I can't understand your language, can't I speak Chinese?"

Sandres was dumbfounded. He really doesn't know Chinese, but he can say a few words about hello in a symbolic way.

Immediately, a professional translator approached and repeated Tang Chen's words.

Sandres laughed and said, "You translate my words to him and tell him to retreat. I want to fight ordinary people."

The translator spoke immediately, but Tang Chen just smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "The one who is really disappointed is actually me..."