Just him?

The leaders of various countries thought they heard wrongly and asked again: "You? Against all our competitors?"

"Is your headquarters trying to make you look fat?"

"Hahaha, stop joking and step down. You are the grandson of a senator. If you lose a hair, it will be our fault."

The audience who had not gone to Jiangcheng all lowered their heads.

Tighten your fingers, tighten and tighten again.

Deputy Commander Xanadu frowned worriedly and said: "The competition signed a life and death certificate. This is ammunition. If you dismantle it by mistake..."

Mr. Feng replied firmly: "I'm sure!"

"What confidence do you have?" Deputy Commander Xanadu obviously didn't believe it.

Young Master Feng suddenly smiled: "It's not that I'm sure, it's that she is sure!"

Finished.

Mr. Feng raised his head and stared at the disappointed audience in front of him, and said in an exciting tone: "This time, I will win, for the headquarters."

"After the competition, let the leaders of various countries see for themselves what a powerful and conscientious headquarters is!"

"Referee, please start the game directly."

L-collar sneered disdainfully.

Turning to look at the contestants on the stage: "Be merciful, but don't let the young man from the Feng family die. Country L can't afford the compensation."

"Vice-in-Chief."

At the same time as the game starts.

Leader L turned his gaze to the deputy leader of Xanadu again and raised the corner of his mouth. Can you imagine the contempt and ridicule in the eyes of the leaders of various countries?

It's like being called useless and useless over and over again.

The deputy leader was so angry that his teeth chattered.

Leader L said: "If the headquarters is planning to let the grandson of the head of state play, and if you want Leader L to give him some face, you can just say so."

"After all, we have won a lot."

"It's not a big deal if you lose once, hahaha!"

pity......

This laughter only circulated in the competition field for two seconds before it was suppressed by waves of disbelieving exclamations: "How is this possible?!"

The leader of country E next to him stood up from his seat with a bang.

His eyes widened and his pupils shrank.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Mr. Feng on the stage, as if he had seen a ghost: "No, no! I don't believe it!"

"What's wrong with you, E?"

Leader L asked as he turned his gaze to the stage.

then--

His face instantly stiffened.

What did he see?

Mr. Feng was wearing isolation gloves, his movements were so fast that it was unimaginable, and his eyes were filled with materials for making time bombs.

"One hundred and three grams of fuel."

"There is no need to measure the fuse, just cut it with a knife and insert two-thirds of the fuel..."

"Timer!"

"Thirty seconds, the setting is actually thirty seconds!"

The referee's voice can really ignite all your emotions at this moment: "Master Feng from the headquarters has completed 80%."

"The L-country players have completed production, 30%."

"..."

Still talking!

This shocking and unbelievable thing is still being said.

The audience stood up subconsciously. Among them, there were some who went to Jiangcheng to ask for Quan Jin, and some who stayed at the competition venue to wait for Master Feng to come back.

Porphyrin!

The dead heart, at this moment, jumped!

"This! This method?!"

Leader S's pupils contracted violently. He stared closely at Mr. Feng's movements, and his heart almost jumped out of fear: "Impossible!"

"How could he..."

S collar is very familiar with this method of making ammunition.

real!

Seventeen years ago...
Chapter completed!