The Personal Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"President!"

"President!"

Qiu Shan and Zhou Tong called quickly.

The other members of the Small Knife Club all had fierce faces.

Have the courage to fight to the death!
Several supernatural beings showed a powerful aura uncontrollably.

Hong Zun waved his hand.

His expression was a little gloomy, like a hero's end.

At this moment, Hong Zun lacked that eternal heroic aura.

It seems that there is a flaw in the powerful mind!
Yang Feng took away the luck of the Little Swords Club and broke the layout of the Little Swords Club for 30 to [-] years!

Fate, what is fate?
Hong Zun was at a loss at the moment, his absolute belief had been shaken.

Fate is karma, and it is the unique self that a person is born with.

Destiny is determination, and it is an experience that a person has to endure whether he wants to or not.

Fate is the strength of the heart, and it is the mixed memories of joy, forgiveness, sorrow, and joy when a person is born and differentiates external things.

"Fate depends on people, not heaven, luck depends on heaven, not people."

Situ Xuankong has a deep meaning, my fate is up to me, this is the teaching of Taoism.

Emphasize that personal life can be determined by oneself, not controlled by heaven and earth.

This is a positive attitude that is based on life and affirms the value of life.

But Situ Xuankong was also a little sad, as if he didn't know what to do at this moment.

Hong Zun was indeed a hero of the generation, but Yang Feng's remark just now made Situ Xuankong deeply moved.

It seems that the Tang Dynasty is underestimated!

And behind the manhole club is Yang Feng, so the knife club can't move.

Even before the Little Knife Club has even started to end, today is already considered to be a broken halberd!

……

"Sorry, I can't play in VR."

Yang Feng looked at Zheng Xiaoqiao with a smile.

"No, I'm very happy today."

Zheng Xiaoqiao still clasped Yang Feng's hand tightly, but she didn't dare to look into Yang Feng's eyes.

Ever since she was a child, Zheng Xiaoqiao has never held a boy's hand.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be in love.

There is a hint of sweetness in the breath.

Is this considered entering Yang Feng's world?
"Bo~!"

Suddenly, Zheng Xiaoqiao kissed Yang Feng's cheek, her face flushed.

"I, I'll go back and rest first."

"Wow~!"

With a flushed face, Zheng Xiaoqiao trotted into the Zheng family villa.

"This girl."

Yang Feng smiled slightly, feeling a little helpless.

After returning to the hotel, Yang Feng also entered the state of meditation.

It's a pity in my heart.

If it weren't for the scruples about innocent lives, it would even cause the Tang Dynasty to suppress it.

Yang Feng will definitely fight Situ Xuankong.

Wen has no first, Wu has no second.

Martial arts is to be distinguished, it is to fight and learn from each other, and only by fighting to the death can we continue to improve!

Situ Xuankong actually wanted to fight Yang Feng to prove his heart of martial arts.

Wu is not about fighting, but about bravery, diligence, and will!

It is a spirit of fighting against people, against heaven, and against oneself!
To comprehend Wu to the depth, Wu is Dao!

……

"Yang Feng, the stock market of the Seymour Consortium is in turmoil, and there is a financial turmoil, do you know that?"

When Yang Feng saw Zhang Keqi the next day, Zhang Keqi was shocked.

Even Zhang Keqi wondered if it had something to do with Yang Feng.

"Know a little, it's nothing, the stock market is always ups and downs."

Yang Feng calmly drove Zhang Keqi to the G18 summit at Kowloon Hotel.

"It's nothing?"

"I heard that there is a huge wave in the US country, and it even affects our Tang country."

Zhang Keqi was shocked. The financial turmoil caused by the stock market turmoil of the Seymour Consortium has affected many countries!
"Are you trading in stocks?"

Yang Feng suddenly asked Zhang Keqi with a smile.

"I, I don't know how to trade in stocks."

Zhang Keqi was taken aback by Yang Feng's question.

"Isn't that enough? The Seymour Consortium's stock market is in turmoil. What does the financial turmoil have to do with us?" Yang Feng smiled.

It seemed to be infected by Yang Feng's smile.

Zhang Keqi even nodded.

That's right, the turmoil in the stock market of the Seymour Consortium seems to have nothing to do with me!

"Wow~!"

When the two came to the G18 summit again.But it was found that it was more lively than yesterday.

But it's all about the financial turmoil of the Seymour consortium!
The Seymour consortium stock market tumbled.

The Seymour consortium lost hundreds of billions.

The market value has evaporated even breaking trillions!

If it continues to fall, it will not be the market value that evaporates, but the fire that really killed the Seymour Consortium.

"Damn!"

The one with the ugliest face was Fan Mu!
He is the representative of the Seymour Consortium and the general manager of the Seymour Consortium in Tang.

"This is impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Seeing the appearance of Yang Feng and Zhang Keqi, Fan Mu's expression was ferocious.

But because of Yang Feng's strength, he didn't dare to attack!

The terrorist expansion of the Seymour Consortium over the years has touched the cakes of too many people. This financial turmoil, it was immediately bitten by various forces!

Capitalists are the most ruthless. Under this kind of financial crisis, they can only profit from it. It is impossible to imagine how many people have their wives separated and their families destroyed because of the stock market turmoil of the Seymour Consortium this time!

Even at this moment, many consortium representatives were looking at Fan Mu with a look of sarcasm.

Regardless of whether the Seymour Consortium can suppress this financial turmoil, the Seymour Consortium will take advantage of the trend by hundreds of billions.

Even trillions!
This is enough to collapse the Seymour Consortium!

Fan Mu's face was ugly. He shouldn't have come today, and he didn't want to come to the G18 summit.

But he had to come, he wanted to isolate New Oriental Group!

……

"Is this the transportation of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Damn it!"

Just a plane with the logo of the Seymour Foundation landed at the airport in Fukagawa County.

James couldn't wait to find a rental car and rush to the Kowloon Hotel.

But the beautiful and sexy Diop and two bodyguards from the Seymour Consortium were all stuck on the road.

The traffic in Shenchuan County is better than walking during a certain peak period.

It is because of the underground martial arts conference and the G18 summit that it is even more difficult to clear the already congested traffic in Fukagawa County.

James, who was sitting in the car, was distraught.

Now every minute and every second is burning money!

Seeing Hades a second earlier would be an extra chance for the Seymour Consortium to save their lives!

"Diop, is there a way to go faster?"

James asked his secretary Diop helplessly.

In fact, he knew that it was the first time for Diop to come to Tang country, so he didn't understand it better than him.

"Ah, oh, let me see."

Diop, who was wearing a wrap skirt and mesh stockings, flipped through the tablet with a flustered expression.

James looked dizzy for a while, because what was displayed on Diop's computer was officially the stock market of the Seymour Consortium.

"Damn!"

James had the urge to rip Diop's fishnet stockings!
"Kowloon Hotel?"

"Mr. James, is this the Kowloon Hotel?"

Diop pointed to a map on his computer.

The Kowloon Hotel they were going to was shown on the map on another street on the right.

But the navigation in the car has to go around a lot!

"God! Get out of the car!"

James seemed to be looking at God, regardless of whether it was a driveway to get out of the car.

Immediately open the door and leave, go straight to the rows of alleys, shuttle through this alley to the opposite Kowloon Hotel!
The cheating navigation wasted an hour of his time!

"Mr. James, wait for me."

Diop flicked her skirt, trying to keep up with the eager James.

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