Genius Fortune-teller/C397 Wind Wave
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C397 Wind Wave

The flame shot up high into the sky, and the sky that didn't even have half a star in it turned red from the smoke. What shocked the crowd the most was that the majority of the staff members who came out from the embassy were completely naked. Even with their toes, they could tell what they were doing inside the embassy!

"Eight!" "Check with me. I must find out who set the fire. Call all the security personnel of the embassy over. I want to ask them what they actually do for food!" The three corpses of Tian Zhong and Yao Yao jumped violently as they looked at the embassy that was burning with flames.

He didn't have time to bother with his own clothes as he hastily walked in front of Tanaka. Looking around, he said in panic, "Big brother, something bad has happened! The fiendish blood fiend that we planned to use to defile Yan Jing's dragon vein has been completely burnt away by this fire!"

"What?!" Hearing this, Tian Zhongye felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow. For a moment, he felt as if the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning, and he was on the verge of fainting. Using a blood fiend to defile the Yan Jing dragon vein was the mission given to him by Yin Yang Laozhu. With such a situation, how could he explain it to Tai Lang of the Dongjiang River? Thinking of that gloomy young man, his heart was filled with panic.

Tian Zhong, Ji Xiang, looked around in a daze and said, "We're finished …" This time, it's definitely over. If Grandmaster Dongjiang knew about this, our little lives would definitely be lost! "

Wild Tanaka's face was ashen as he sat down on the ground. He turned his head to look at the burning embassy as his lips moved incessantly. However, he could not even utter a complete sentence!

"I have to say, the two of you have really disappointed me!" At this moment, a young man in a white kimono with a malicious face appeared at the end of Embassy Street. He slowly walked in front of them, picked up a handful of soil from the ground and put it in front of his nose.

Hearing this, the originally ashen face of Tian Zhongye and Ji Xiang suddenly showed a look of relief from surviving a disaster. They struggled to kneel in front of the young man and continuously kowtowed!

When dusk came, the courtyard was filled with cheers and laughter. Everyone had gathered around Lin Bai, smiling as they looked at the newspaper in his hands. The headlines were currently reporting on an accident and it was ruined.

"Brat, you did a great job. If you make those little bastards no longer have a place to live, then we can only use our Chinese government's power to arrange a temporary office for them. It would be much easier to monitor them then!" Old Man Liu, along with the sound of his golden spear and iron horse, had touched the lives of countless little scumbags. Naturally, he didn't have the slightest bit of good will towards them, nor did he have the slightest bit of sympathy.

Lin Bai was stunned for a moment before a bright smile broke out on his face. He had set the fire up just to be quick about it, but now that the old tutor had spoken of it, he felt that he had set it off beautifully.

"I think we should immediately get rid of the things that Lin Bai got this time. Let's see how those little scumbags continue to falsely accuse the heavens and seek justice for them!" Liu's mother clenched her fists and said in a deep voice to Old Master Liu. When she thought about how her son had suffered so much, she became so angry. Now that she had evidence, her first thought was to make these little devils look bad!

Liu Junwu shook his head, and said softly, "Now isn't the time. The embassy just had a fire, so we're going to take out the evidence. I'm afraid many people would have guessed that this fire is related to us, and if those people with ulterior motives were to bring it up again, this matter might turn out to be unfavorable for us! "

"You have a good understanding of the military. The only thing we need to do now is to wait!" When the little devils' arrogance reaches its peak, we can take out these things and make it difficult for them to identify us! " Old Man Liu heavily slapped his chair, enunciating each word clearly.

Lin Bai nodded his head and said softly, "Old Master's words are correct. I want them to face this head-on attack when they are at their most arrogant. I'm really looking forward to how wonderful the expressions of those passionate people of Fu Sang will be when they see the contents of the disc in my hand!"

"That's exactly how it is. Martial Army, contact the Ministry of Foreign Affairs recently and let them have a look at the evidence. Also, tell them to put up a tough front and have a good fight with those Japanese punks!" I want everyone to know that our Liu Family is not that easy to bully! " Old Man Liu nodded his head and slowly spoke.

A single word was enough to weigh a thousand kilograms. Old Man Liu was an unrivaled hero. He fought and fought on the battlefield, fighting his way up and up. He had never thought that at his age, there would be someone who dared to set their sights on the Liu family under his wing. This enmity was not something that could be easily understood with words. Everything that happened next would depend on the blood of the enemy!

In the forest surrounding the fishing platform, a group of young men were gathered together, discussing something. Moreover, these people were holding blunt weapons like baseball bats. Their eyes were filled with a murderous intent!

"Remember this. When we arrive at the press conference and see those Chinese reporters, beat them to death!" A short-haired man with a thin figure and a moustache swept his eyes over the group of young men before him and said slowly, "Remember, speak Chinese at all times when you are in the hall!"

"Grandmaster Eastriver, we will definitely keep your orders in our hearts. We will absolutely not divulge even the slightest bit of our identities to those Chinese people!" The group of youngsters placed their fists on their chests, looking at the moustache man as they spoke in a deep voice.

The moustache man nodded, and said in a tragic tone, "Go, Great Master Dongjiang Tai Lang will forever remember your contributions! As long as we succeed this time around, we will be able to kill off one of the arms of the Chinese and cause them to be caught in an internal strife. They will no longer be able to pay attention to the movements of our Great Fusang Empire! "

Not long after, the spokesperson for the Chinese Foreign Ministry, Jin Ku, slowly walked out of the fishing platform. He looked around and said in a clear voice, "Liu Jingtian set fire to the people and has entered the investigation phase. According to the investigation by the police, there should be hidden facts, so we will not go into detail about this matter for now!"

"I have two questions! First, is it because the person in question is a descendant of your founding father, Yuan Xun, who delayed the investigation into the arson case? Secondly, did that case of fire at our embassy come from that founder of our country, Yuan Xun, to find someone else to do it? " As soon as Jin Kehuang finished his sentence, a journalist wearing gold-rimmed glasses and Fu Sang's menses on his chest spoke in broken Chinese.

The moment the reporter said those words, the audience was thrown into a mess. The reporters started whispering to each other and many of them even took out small books from their pockets, preparing to write an editorial from now on to strongly criticize the Chinese government's inaction in this matter.

"Please take note of your words, this matter regarding the fire at your embassy has been investigated. It was caused by the failure of the gas pipe maintenance in your kitchen!" As for your first question, as I said very clearly earlier, the case is currently being investigated. Jin Kehuang lightly tapped the table and said in a clear voice.

The bespectacled reporter reached out to push the frame on his nose and said with a cold smile, "It's all because of your ulterior motives. I refuse to accept this!"

The commotion of the reporters outside the stage grew louder and louder. Everyone was repeating the same question as the reporter from before. Liu Jingtian's case of arson had an extremely bad influence and was already at the heart of public opinion. And with the Chinese authorities acting in such an ambiguous manner, they felt that there must be something shameful going on.

At this moment, a group of young men rushed into the press conference of the Fishery Platform. They were all wearing sunglasses and sun hats. They rushed in front of the reporters with murderous auras.

"Beat, beat this bunch of nonsense reporters to death!" The leading man raised the baseball bat in his hand high in the air and shouted at the youngsters around him with a strong killing intent, "The old man has given the order to destroy anyone who writes anymore nonsense!"

"Beat these reporters who are spitting feces out of their mouths. Let's see who dares to randomly write those random things in the future!"

When the batons landed on their bodies, the reporters who were stunned by the sudden scene had their heads held high and they scurried away. The entire venue was filled with the cries of 'Father, Mother!'!

On the stage, Jin Kehuang's expression changed drastically as he quickly walked to the bottom of the stage. Pointing his finger at the youngsters, he said in a low voice, "All of you, stop …" "This is a diplomatic location, not a place for you thugs to cause trouble!"

But the group didn't stop, and the angle of their baseball bats was getting higher and higher. Then, he swung his sword to the side and hit Jin Kehuang's lower back, knocking him onto the ground!

Bang! Bang! Bang! The meeting place echoed with the muffled sounds of sticks striking flesh. At this moment, the snow-white carpet had already been drenched in the blood of many injured reporters!

"Stop! All of you, stop! " Blood dripped from the corner of Jin Kehuang's eyes. He stretched out his hand and feebly looked at the thug in front of him.

As for the reporter, Fu Sang, who was groaning nonstop on the surface while covering his head with both hands, his small eyes were filled with craftiness!

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