Chapter five hundred and fifty eight foreign aid
Everyone opened their eyes wide and turned around and looked in the direction where the sound was made!
Who is so bold? He dares to make an objection on Mr. Pang’s birthday! Who dares to challenge the dignity of the aristocratic families when the Chinese families gather together!
Who is it? Who is making trouble!
Old Master Pang glared at his eldest grandson with a sharp look.
Pang Yu's body was so narrowed by the old man's stare, and he couldn't help but shake his head.
As a strong man in the ground level, he was uncomfortable when an old man looked at him, which shows how powerful Mr. Pang is in the Pang family.
Guo Caiyu's expression was muddy, and there was no movement on her face, as if the opposition just now had nothing to do with her!
In fact, there is really not! This is not the 8 o'clock drama, there are no former lovers coming to make trouble.
Pang Yu and Guo Caiyu are both familiar with the person who came, but they hate him to the core.
Ling Qingfeng, this name that all the Pang family cannot forget! To a certain extent, he hated the Pang family more than that powerful man.
This father and son were a nightmare for many people for a long time. After a little calming down for ten days, he really appeared again.
Facing the eyes of the audience, Ling Qingfeng was not embarrassed at all, but strode forward and laughed loudly: "I'm just kidding, don't be nervous, don't be so loud, no one notices that I'm here!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in an uproar.
Especially those representatives of the small families who did not recognize Ling Qingfeng were all dumbfounded, thinking where was the madman from? Do you dare to act wildly in such a place?
Old Master Pang frowned and stared at the young man who was disrupting the scene without saying a word.
Pang Yu held the husband and wife's hand and shot a hatred look at the uninvited villain.
The host Pang Yuqing subconsciously shouted into the microphone, "What are you? Come and drag him out!"
When he shouted, several bodyguards in black suits immediately surrounded him.
Old Master Pang raised his hand, and Pang Yuqing immediately stopped the bodyguard's next move.
"If he is not a thing, then you can't even be considered dust! If you have no eyesight, retreat!" Old Master Pang finished scolding him with great anger. Pang Yuqing realized for a long time that the old man was scolding him.
For a moment, many people in the banquet started to talk. Those who didn't know Ling Qingfeng were guessing his identity, while those who knew him only hated why they didn't sleep in this morning and why they didn't go out and encountered a car accident. No matter how it was, it was easier than being caught between two super wealthy families!
"Tell me! What are you doing? Where are your father?" Mr. Pang asked indifferently.
Ling Qingfeng shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "With everyone here, I can save my family from going to run away! I am here to collect the accounts! Including the Pang family, all the aristocratic families have half of the annual income, and I will now!"
"What? He's crazy!"
"This kid is so crazy. He actually shouted about such a thing here!"
"What happened to the Pang family? Getting crazy?"
The discussions were all about marginalized small families, and all the aristocratic families who attended the Lin family banquet last time remained silent.
The last time, Ling Qingfeng and a group of children were betting on the challenge of his father Ling Linfeng with three bets, and narrowly won the game. But unexpectedly, he would become Ling Linfeng's lackey so soon, which is wrong! He was originally someone else's son, and he did his father's affairs. This is natural!
"Wolf ambition! You father and son are indeed birds of a feather! Do you think you are qualified to get half of the income of the entire Chinese family? Call your father to come! If he comes, I think you can talk about it again!"
When Mr. Pang was talking, no one in the Pang family dared to interrupt, not even Pang Yu!
At this moment, Pang Yu was like a bird cared for by the old man, standing beside him holding his fiancée's little hand.
Ling Qingfeng shrugged, put away his smile and said loudly: "Old man! You don't have to test again! My dad has gone to a long distance and will not be able to come back for a while! Now I'm asking you to collect this account! I don't have time to talk to you, and whoever doesn't give me will destroy anyone!"
"Haha! Haha! Haha! The yellow-mouthed child is really unable to hold back! Your dead ghost dad is indeed gone! Without his support, why are you arrogant? Why is Lin fighting with our entire Chinese family!"
Ling Qingfeng's face darkened and he slapped him with a casual slap.
Although the two were six or seven meters apart, and there were two tables and more than a dozen heads in the middle, Ling Qingfeng waved his hand and was full of energy. He flew to the middle, condensed into a translucent big slap and slapped at Mr. Pang on the main table!
Pang Yu, who is also a powerful earth-level man, certainly refused to let the old man be humiliated. He punched him out in one box, and the force turned into a translucent fist like a hammer halfway through, and hit the palm wind that Ling Qingfeng fanned out.
The fists and palms intersected, and Pang Yu's fist strength was like a mud cow entering the sea. He originally wanted to offset the opponent's palm strength, but he could not even block the palm wind that could rush Qingfeng.
The big slap formed by the energy continued to fly, and in a blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Mr. Pang.
Pop! The palm wind seemed to hit a transparent wall, dissolving it invisible.
This scene came too strangely, and even Pang Yu looked at the old man with a surprised face, not understanding what had just happened.
Mr. Pang is already a hundred years old this year. Even if he practiced martial arts in the past, he is now old and weak, and his vitality has declined. Not to mention blocking the attack of the earth-level powerful people, he can't even sit up and dodge him from a wheelchair! Moreover, even the Pang family has never heard of Mr. Pang having a deep martial arts foundation!
Just as he said, if you can’t succeed in literature or martial arts, it means you have good luck and live longer than anyone else!
However, he blocked Ling Qingfeng's attack, which was incredible.
Mr. Pang sat in a wheelchair with a hint of disdain and a little contempt, and sneered: "Ignorance child! I don't know how high the sky is! I dare to come to my Pang's territory to play wildly! Do you think I would be unprepared? Do you think that the earth-class strong men guarding major families were harmed by you and your father, and the whole of China would have no defense power? Haha! You are too young! Even if your father comes here today, he can't get a good idea, let alone you!"
"Come out! My honorable guests!" After Mr. Pang finished speaking, the screen behind him was pulled open, revealing a small private room inside. There was a table of people sitting inside.
The table was full of blonde hair and blue eyes, tall and strong, with a total of five people, four whites and one black.
The tables of these five ghost guys were filled with layers of various plates. Even the number of white wine was opened as many as seven or eight bottles.
It seems that they like Chinese delicacies very much, and they all chewed their heads and had a lot of fun.
Hearing Mr. Pang's call, the five people were still trying hard to stuff all kinds of exquisite food into their stomachs without even raising their heads.
It seems that this table of food is more attractive to them than Mr. Pang!
Mr. Pang's face suddenly stopped and was about to speak again, the big black man among the five ghost guys suddenly raised his head, wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth, and said impatiently: "Are you rushing to reincarnate? Let's fight when your father finishes this meal!"
A white man next to him kicked the chair under the big black butt. The big ebony chair scattered into pieces, and the man had to stand up, and his face became even more impatient.
"I'll go! You are so cruel! Which one do you want to kill? I'm sorry, my Chinese language is not very good! OK! Let me introduce myself formally. We are the Monte Cristo special attack team. We belong to North America's freedom fighters! Now employed by this lovely old man! Whoever is not good at eyes, please let me Smith beat you to death!"
After saying that, the black man Smith stomped his feet suddenly, and a zigzag crack appeared on the floor, extending to ten meters away.
If you just simply break the floor, I believe many innate masters can do it. Ling Qingfeng's eyes were like a stern and could see the mystery contained in this crack at a glance.
This is not an ordinary crack. It is naturally torn by force. Every direction and pause of it is within the precise control range, and the power of this kick is not wasted at all. Moreover, Ling Qingfeng could even see that one round five-pointed corner pattern was hidden in this crack.
These pentagrams of rice grain size form this ten-meter-long crack, just like a micro-carving master who carved this path of pentagram with his lifelong energy. If you don’t look at it with a magnifying glass, it will be just a crack. However, in the eyes of experts like Ling Qingfeng, this is a path of destruction that hides countless death traps.
This black man Smith has mastered the slightest realm. He is a master whose strength is not inferior to the strongest man in the ground level!
And his teammates are undoubtedly strong men of this level.
There was another buzzing discussion at the scene.
Because no one knows where this Monte Cristo special attack team came from! How powerful are they!
Did the Pang family invite them to deal with the Ling father and son?
Why do they look foreigners? What does this mean? Did Pang and the foreigners reach some unknown agreement?
For a moment, everyone felt the tension of the atmosphere. They were in the whirlpool of power struggle, and they didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster.
Ling Qingfeng didn't have much expression on his face, but he just glanced at the big black man indifferently, and then asked Mr. Pang: "Is this the backup of your Pang family? Have you invited a few foreign masters to come over. Do you want to rely on them to guard China?"
Mr. Pang laughed loudly and pointed at Ling Qingfeng and said, "You are scared! I know you are scared! It turns out that the news of your father's disappearance is true! God helps me! You are just a child, and you and the Lin family are already in a state of decline!"
"Yes! They are masters I invited from the West! They live in a democratic country and pay attention to the essence of contract. As long as I pay, they will work for me! It is very trustworthy! Each of them has more powerful power than the earth-level strongman. Just you alone, you cannot stop them. Ling Qingfeng, you are dead!"
"Is that right? I really didn't expect you to ignore your face and lead the wolf into the house and invite these foreigners to come to China! Will anyone be convinced if you do this? What do you want the Chinese families behind me to think? You represent them, how much does it cost to these foreigners? Old man, are you so confused?"
Ling Qingfeng's word "王子" made the Chinese families behind him silent, and everyone was chewing on the meaning of his words.
Pang's silently introduced foreign powers into China is indeed too risky! What a bullshit spirit of contract, foreigners in the Western world had coveted China for a long time centuries ago. If it weren't for the Chinese men who were passionately protecting the country and the emergence of heroes, they would have been swallowed up by others so much that they would not have left any scum.
Now, as the first family in China, Pangshi actually invited a team of foreign experts. The taste of this is simply that people are on the custody and I am so deceiving!
Even Pang Yu looked at the old man with a look of surprise. Even his eldest grandson knew nothing about this matter. It was actually quite embarrassing to know at this time.
Old Master Pang shook his head and said, "You don't have to be discord! I learned this from you father and son! As long as you have absolute power, you have absolute rule! I don't care about anything else! I only know one thing now, that is, you will be beaten to death here today! When they see you beaten to death here with their own eyes, I promise that everyone will be obedient and no one dares to oppose me anymore!"
"I'm really broken! It's unreasonable!" Ling Qingfeng shrugged and clenched his fists.
"You're done with it! You can kill him now!" The black man Smith could no longer suppress his fighting spirit and was eager to try.
"Go! Take off his head and give me a birthday party!" Mr. Pang said with a ferocious smile on his face. He was about to see the scene of the defeat of the Ling father and son with his own eyes.
The black man Smith grinned and suddenly turned into a black arrow and shot towards the roof.
The next second, his toes touched the roof with a slight touch, and his speed immediately increased three times, reflecting towards Ling Qingfeng below.
This person's movement method is very special, completely different from that of the Eastern Warriors, but his speed is equally fast, and even more than that.
Almost at the same time, the crack on the ground suddenly came alive, stood up suddenly, and wrapped around Ling Qingfeng head-on.
How could the crack become active? No one can understand the changes in this, but only know that the next moment, Ling Qingfeng becomes attacked by upper and lower levels, and the wide range of the opponent's attack and the essence of the attack angle are all at the extreme.
Ling Qingfeng turned his body to the side, instead of retreating, and rushed forward!
It seems that he is fighting against the idea of capturing the thief first, and ignores the attacks of the nigger behind him and takes over Mr. Pang!
Pang Yu couldn't stand his change immediately. No matter what, he couldn't hurt the old man!
Pang Yu thought about it. He knew Ling Qingfeng's power and was not sure to stop the other party. He just wanted to stop the other.
So Pang Yu stepped forward, pushed his palms, and had already made all his strength, erecting an indestructible wall of air in front of Ling Qingfeng and Old Master Pang.
The ordinary people at the scene felt that it suddenly seemed to have cooled down and their whole body was shivering!
That's because the Earth-level powerhouse took action and drew a large amount of heaven and earth energy in an instant, and only ordinary people would instinctively feel discomfort.
Smith is fast enough, but Ling Qingfeng is faster!
The black master did not succeed in this volley, but he was not disappointed, but instead screamed and reached out to grab it.
The crack that he stomped out before, to be precise, was actually a space crack composed of countless five-star energy arrays. He suddenly caught it in his hand, waved his arms and swung it, turning into a black sword light chasing behind Ling Qingfeng.
Smith, a black master from North America, has his ability to hide his abilities to control space. In other words, the sword he cut behind him is actually a long space crack. No one can stop the strangulation of the space crack. Even if there is a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex in front of him, this sword will be stormed into powder without any suspense.
The four white men who had been sitting in the meal and ate and drank in the sea, stood up together, and each of them had various colors of light shining in their palms. Some created energy shields for themselves and their teammates, while others were constantly accumulating energy. The light in their palms continued to change, and a large amount of high-intensity energy was constantly concentrated and ready to go.
It seems that these five foreign masters have clearly practiced a very clever art of combined attack, long attack and close defense, and the nigger's entwined battle, forming a complete combat unit, and indeed have a few brushes. (To be continued...)
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