"Oh, don't mention it! The action went smoothly. The Ninth Regiment of the Ten Thousand Gods was basically disabled by both of us. The loss was at least 60% or 70%! But when we left, we encountered reinforcements from the Ten Thousand Gods. The leader was Qin Mei, who drove me away and went to chat with her privately."

While talking, he shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

Ha? School Beauty Qin? That's the queen and the female devil!

Master Xiong suddenly felt excited, his eyes flashed with gossip.

This guy twisted his round body and danced smugly, then slapped his hands hard: "This duel between the rivals of love must be full of sparks. It is also very terrifying for women to start a fierce battle. I just don't know if the queen and the female devil war are crossing each other's waists and scolding each other, or spitting each other, or grabbing their hair hard? Hahaha... Oh, it hurts!"

A cold voice sounded in Xiong's ears.

"A shrew scolds the street? Spits? Catches hair? A fat cat, do you think you live too long and haven't been beaten much recently?"

Whoosh!

A bunch of black gas turned into a rope, hanging Xiong upside down on the ceiling. Another bunch of black gas turned into a whip, whipping...

This guy immediately let out a scream like a pig slaughter!

Fortunately, Fu Yang was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and used a Maoshan Taoist technique - Xuanyin Jing spell, covering the mighty and powerful guess Zheng Na Pengna, so that they were not awakened by Mr. Xiong.

Fu Yang looked at Weike and scratched his head: "This...wife. What have you talked to Qin Mei? I've been chatting for so long? Why did you come back so quickly?"

The miserable Mr. Xiong also wants to know this problem - didn't he say he was fighting with his rival? Why did he pinch it so quickly?

snort!

Weike snorted coldly: "It's someone who is guilty, so he flies too slowly. I have been chatting with your school beauty Qin for a long time. As for what to talk about, this is the secret between women. Don't worry about men."

Uh... OK, OK.

Fu Yang touched the tip of his nose, feeling helpless. Sometimes he wondered, why can't his powerful magic power be like the male protagonists in the Internet yy? The tiger's body shook, the king's aura was scattered, and all the beauties came to lick him, and they didn't mind sharing their husbands with others.

"Oh, it's better to be in ancient times... Three wives and four concubines are so good!"

Fu Yang complained silently in his heart, but he would never dare to say it.

In fact, this has nothing to do with ancient and modern times. After all, no matter ancient, modern, middle, and outside, the practitioners always wander outside the law and the secular world. What's more, many ordinary people now have power and powerful people, secret lovers, and have more wives and four concubines. Not to mention the practitioners who dominate the world?

It’s just that Fu Yang is so fond of Vico, and the other party is a cold female ghost king... So I’m afraid this guy has forgotten that he has not been able to have three wives and four concubines in the first two lives. Damn it—at least not on the surface.

Because the results of the battle tonight were very rich, almost defeated the Ninth Regiment of the Ten Thousand Gods! The losses of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult are not heavy, but I believe I feel a little painful and depressed...

So Vike should be in a good mood. He hung the fat and fat cat with a slut, and then put it down after less than half a minute.

At this time, the wall clock on the wall had already pointed to five o'clock in the morning. The dark horizon, if you look closely, you will find that there are vague whiteness.

Fu Yang glanced at Wei Meng and Wei Gui on the hospital bed: "Their injuries should be out of danger. Let's go, go to the airport, transfer as soon as possible, and return to China."

Weike nodded: "Okay! Before the day is completely dawn, I will take Xiaona and her mother. You take Wei Meng, and the fat cat takes Wei Chai. Fly to the airport together! It is only more than 20 kilometers away, which is not much slower than driving, and it is even more convenient."

The two quickly made the decision.

So Fu Yang woke up Zheng Na and Peng Na and asked them to prepare. Then, Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong each used their magic power, carried four people and some necessary items, and flew out of the window and headed towards Bangkok International Airport.

According to the agreement, an hour later, a civilian private jet dispatched from the United States will officially arrive at Bangkok International Airport and take them back to China.

Fu Yang and others' trip to Bangkok also officially came to an end. Zheng Na, a descendant of Zheng He, will be brought back to the country of his ancestors and become a real Chinese!

A few hours later.

Fu Yang and others' plane landed at Shanghai Pudong International Airport and did not need to pass the customs. Immediately, several black cars were waiting under the aircraft's cover bridge - sent by the East China Group Zero.

As early as when he took off, Fu Yang contacted Deputy District Mayor Du Buhuo of the East China Team through the satellite phone on the private plane. He led the team to rob Fu Yang.

In front of the black high-end business sedan, Du Buhuo was wearing a black suit, sunglasses, and a rebellious stubborn stubborn. He had a bit of the temperament of a big boss on the road.

Click!

The aircraft cabin door opened, and Fu Yang's tall figure appeared above. He could see Du Buhuo below at a glance.

The other party immediately laughed heartily and waved to him: "District Mayor Fu, District Mayor Dong, are you back? I have been waiting on this apron for a long time."

Now Fu Yang and Weike are both special combat powers at the level of deputy district mayor, and are comparable to Du Buhuo in terms of position. In addition to not mobilizing administrative powers of subordinates, the level is actually slightly higher - because the special combat power itself is a special existence!

Fu Yang saw Du Buhuo come to pick him up in person, giving him face and having a complete guarantee of safety. He was in a very good mood and said with a smile: "Brother Du, don't tease me, brother. If you really want to scream, you should call me Deputy District Mayor Fu."

Hahaha!

Both of them laughed loudly.

As time passed, Fu Yang actually felt more and more subtle sense of belonging to Group Zero...

At this time, the fat cat also jumped out of the cabin, and then rushed to Fu Yang's arms and posed in a comfortable position.

Weike followed closely behind the timid Zheng Na - the little girl came to China for the first time, and of course she was still a little nervous and expectant.

"Okay, let's not be polite here. I heard that there are injured friends on the plane? I heard you say on the phone, aren't Chinese?"

Fu Yang said: "Yes! Alas, this matter has been a long story. In fact... it is also related to the previous annual task of Group Zero Group Zero. Let's send it to Group Zero's special hospital for treatment first. We will talk about the subsequent situation. Then we will talk about it."

Du Buhuo nodded: "Okay. Settling the wounded first, let's talk about other things later."

So the staff he brought into the cabin, carefully carried Wei Meng and Wei Chai down, and sent them to the exclusive hospital of Team 1.
Chapter completed!