No matter what aspect is considered, Han Lang cannot let Kim Jong act alone.

So long before leaving the underground air defense fortification, he had arranged people to stare at Kim Jong's actions so that an emergency could occur and he could respond immediately.

After Han Lang and others left, Kim Jong immediately took a helicopter to the bank of Tianchi Lake in Baitou Mountain, and directly started the online live broadcast just now.

Now, the live broadcast has come to an end for the time being, Kim Jong-jung sat in a gorgeously decorated wooden house, drinking brandy leisurely.

"Just, how is the effect of my live broadcast? Has it caused a huge response? At least more than one billion people have seen it? Humph! Just a deceased person wants to fight me? In less than ten minutes, the elders of their Great Yan Empire will call me and apologize!" Jin Zheng shook the crystal cup in his hand, squinted his eyes, and asked with smugness.

But Kim Jong waited for a while, but did not wait for the response from the guards beside him.

He frowned and said impatiently: "Are you all fucking deaf? Didn't you hear me asking you? How many people have seen the live broadcast just now?!"

"This..." The guard who was responsible for counting the live video broadcast data wiped his cold sweat and showed a strange expression on his face.

Kim Jong sat up and cursed: "Bastard! How dare you not answer my question! Could it be... the number of viewers has not reached one billion?"

The guard was so scared that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Jin Zheng's face changed and said, "It really didn't reach one billion people? Then five hundred million?"

The guard shook his head in a hurry.

Kim Jong touched his chin and murmured, "Not even 500 million people? Is my influence so weak? Then 100 million, 100 million will always be there?"

The guard continued to shake his head.

Kim Jong suddenly felt like a deflated ball and said depressedly: "Tell me! Tens of millions of people saw my live broadcast!"

The guard said in a crying voice: "Return, report to Your Majesty... only one, one..."

"Ten million?! So little!"

"Not ten million...yes, it's just one person..."

"What!" Kim Jong suddenly stood up, his body of more than 300 kilograms jumping high like a ball of flesh!

"How could it be that one person! That person... who is that person?!" After Jin Zheng was furious, he finally asked with some guilt.

The guard hurriedly took the computer and said tremblingly: "We, we just started live broadcasting, and someone secretly cut off the network... Only one transmission path was left. On the other end of the path, the user's name was... Han Lang."

"Han, Han Lang?!" Kim Jong's fat face twitched, and she sat back on the chair with a bang, and the whole wooden house trembled!

At this moment, the door of the wooden house was suddenly pushed open!

A guard rushed in in a panic and said, "Your Majesty is not good! There is a military helicopter that stopped next to the center line!"

Stopped next to the center line?!

Kim Jong's fat face twitched again, and hurriedly stood up and shouted: "Bring everyone with me! Come and see!"

At the same time, Han Lang, Xu Beixuan and others also walked down from military helicopters and stood on the bank of Tianchi, Baitou Mountain.

Han Lang glanced at the boundary marker lightly.

At this moment, the roar of the engine suddenly sounded on the other side of the boundary marker, and more than a dozen cars came roaring!

The car drove near, and walked down the luxury car with a fat white man with a small back and a combed hair. It was Kim Jong!

Seeing Han Lang, Xu Beixuan and others standing next to the border without coming, Jin Jong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately, the guy also felt confident in his heart, walked over like a meat mountain, and curled his lips and said, "Xu Beixuan! Who gave you the courage to cut off my network?"

Xu Beixuan smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, it's just a small network failure..."

"You fucking fart!"

Relying on standing in his own territory and with heavy weapons behind him, Kim Jong suddenly became arrogant and raised his chin and said, "Don't think I didn't know it was you who did it. I had only one audience in such a wonderful live broadcast just now? Han Lang! What's going on, you a deceased person?"

Han Lang curled his lips, took out a contract from his arms, and said lightly: "What do you think is going on."

This contract is the treaty signed by Kim Jong-jeong in the ward that he paid tribute and tribute every year!

Kim Jong's fat face twitched suddenly, and she gritted her teeth and said viciously: "What? Do you, a pariah, want to use this contract to threaten me? Humph! This contract was signed by me when I was forced! I will not admit it at all! Then it's just a piece of waste paper!"

"I understand." Han Lang nodded calmly.

Kim Jong said contemptly: "Han Lang, you want to fight with me even with a despicable untouchable person like you? You are far from the same! Do you want to threaten me? My illness is cured now, and I am still standing on the territory! What else can you threaten me?"

As he said that, Kim Jong pointed to the boundary marker not far away and said proudly: "Did you see it? As long as you dare to take a step, I can legitimately beat you into a sieve!"

boundary marker……

Han Lang smiled and suddenly raised his hand and waved it gently!

A boom!
Chapter completed!