(This chapter is about making up for the day before yesterday's no-back, and there are two more updates tonight.)

Bang!

In an ancient castle in Europe, a large boss's desk was slapped into pieces.

"Why is the underworld so powerful?" The middle-aged Westerner who slapped the table with distorted facial features, yelling: "Who can tell me what's going on? The underworld is obviously just a silver-level force, how can it beat our Beim League?"

In front of the middle-aged people, there were more than a dozen big men wearing military uniforms in various standards. Facing the roaring middle-aged people, none of them dared to answer, and all of them lowered their heads.

At this moment, a female soldier wearing a beetle hat walked in with a tablet computer, stood attentively and saluted: "Report to the Commander-in-Chief, we have received news from the Atlan family and the Caesar family that the underworld has been regarded as a golden force by these two major families. Not long ago, the Atlan family and the Caesar family had conflicts with the underworld and suffered heavy losses."

"What? The underworld caused Caesar and Atlanta to suffer heavy losses?"

"Damn it, our Beimeng didn't get this news right away."

"We in the Northern League are not omniscient. These two big families are frustrated at the hands of the underworld and are definitely unwilling to publicize them. It seems that we have seriously underestimated the underworld."

Some of the Northern League officers who had just bowed their heads and said nothing, also expressed their opinions at this time.

The commander-in-chief who slapped the table was as ugly as he looked.

At this time, Tianran was already completely bright. Last night, the Beimeng sent sixteen advanced spider fighters to transport elite soldiers to fight Slander, but was wiped out by the underworld.

As King Liu said, the underworld has caused the Northern League to be heartbroken this time.

The commander-in-chief of the Northern League was silent for a long time before speaking: "Why, why did our Northern League conflict with the Underworld in Slanda this time?"

After hearing the question from the commander-in-chief of the Northern League, everyone bowed their heads again, and some even cursed in their hearts. You are only now remembering to ask why? What have you been doing long ago?

The female soldier of Beilei hat quickly replied: "Because of the Yin family of China's golden family, they seem to be old acquaintances with our Slander's spokesperson Qiuyu, and they want to take Qiuyu back to China. The rules of our Beiben League..."

At this moment, a young officer pushed the door open and said strongly: "It's true that it's related to Qiuyu. The damn underworld and the damn Yin family of Huaxia, I'm going to destroy them. Dad, Qiuyu can become the spokesperson of Slanda's Northern League because I arranged that she is the woman I like and will not allow others to take it away."

Develop a doctor!

The commander-in-chief of the Northern League was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He raised his hand and pointed at the young officer, his fingers trembling violently.

"Dad, don't be angry. Even if it's not my reason, the loss of Beimeng this time is so huge, wouldn't it be fine?"

The young officer pointed at him and said, "Dad, I apply..."

"Here, call me the commander-in-chief."

The commander-in-chief of the Northern League interrupted his son angrily and squirted, "You must understand that the underworld has been defined by many major forces as a new golden force. If our Northern League wins the underworld, it will naturally have a greater reputation, but once we lose, we will become a laughing stock in the whole world. Guel, you are my son, but you can't bear the responsibility for failure."

At this time, everyone present's eyes fell on the young officer named Guel.

He is the son of the commander-in-chief of the Northern League. He has great privileges in the Northern League, so he has developed a arrogant and arrogant personality. Some things are not dared to say or do, but he dares to say and do, and he has never been interested in it. Once he does some things too much, he may even be implicated by his father.

"Okay, I always miss you, then I ask you, do we have other choices?"

Guerl raised his forearm and hammered his chest and said, "Can our Bei Alliance admit defeat? Our Bei Alliance considers himself the king of the capital of freedom, but was cleared overnight by the underworld. Who will still be afraid of our Bei Alliance in the future? Will the Bei Alliance still have a status in this world in the future?"

Everyone at the scene was silent, and Guelle was really wrong.

"Commander-in-Chief, transfer me the most elite Kowloon troops of the Northern League. I want to go to Slanda to slaughter the underworld's forces, and then wipe out the underworld headquarters from this world." Guerre said strongly.

"Harvest King Kong troops!"

"Quick King Kong is the power of our Northern League to deter the whole world. Just like the sword of Damocles of the Mina family, how can we move with just one move?"

"Guel is really calculating. If the heavy King Kong troops are dispatched, anyone can win a battle. Not to mention destroying the underworld, even if you fight an old-fashioned gold family, you will have a great chance of winning."

When the name of the Chongkong Army was spoken by Guel, the silence at the scene was completely broken and the whole thing became turbulent.

"The battle is not over yet."

Slanda, in the bright sunshine, Liu Feng stood on the ruins and said with a smile: "The power of the Northern League is too great and the foundation is super strong. This action exposed me. When the Northern League was beaten to the pain, I would not retreat. Instead, the more tragic contest was about to begin."

"Boss, the judge has expected that the elites in the underworld are now in the first-level combat readiness."

"Boss, I'm waiting for you to make a battle decision. This time we can fight the Beim League until it's not only heartbreaking."

"Boss, do you do it?"

The Ghost Kings and the other two were ready to say.

Liu Feng nodded and said, "If you do it, you must do it. But it is not as simple as you said. If you want to do it, don't give the Beimeng a chance to cry for pain. I am so good at offending people. There are a lot of forces that offend. I don't want to be always brought to the door to take revenge. So I decided to take the Beimeng this time to completely erase this pretentious force."

The King of Hell said that he would not stop until he was shocking. This sentence almost made the entire Slander quiet.

The Ghost King stared at his pair of bronze bells and said, "Boss, don't be so cruel, right? The Northern Alliance is not such a simple force. If we really start a war, we must be famous, otherwise it will easily arouse public anger."

"If the master is famous, then find a name. In fact, no matter whether the master is famous or not, someone will take the opportunity to target us, right?" Liu Feng smiled and took out his cell phone and logged into the dark platform.

You should know that Beimeng is the boss behind the dark platform. Although there is more than one shareholder on this platform, Beimeng is definitely the largest shareholder.

After Liu Feng boarded the dark platform, he posted directly on the most crowded page: "The Northern League provoked the underworld in Slanda, and all the Northern League forces in Slanda's were erased. He is the King of Hell, asking the Northern League to publicly apologize to the underworld and compensate the underworld for 10 billion US dollars of ammunition losses, demanding compensation within three days, otherwise the consequences will be paid by themselves."

Depend on!

When Liu Feng's post was posted, it became popular immediately.

"Lord Hell is too cruel. He erased all the power of the Northern League in Slanda and asked others to apologize and compensate?"

"The underworld is so fierce, Beimeng, Beimeng!"

"Can you swallow this tone of the Beimeng?"

Within five minutes, the followers given to Liu Feng could no longer count, and the number of followers continued to increase.

"The underworld actually aims at the Beimeng?" In the Heavenly God Temple, the Great Heavenly God was also online. His eyes flashed continuously. After a while, he sighed: "Forget it, the Underworld has already thrown away my Heavenly God Temple from afar. They fight with the Beimeng, and I won't participate."

In the headquarters of the Satan Legion, Satan's White-headed Man suddenly stood up and sneered: "King of Hell, you are so arrogant! You don't want to compensate you. I think you are aiming at the Northern League and want an excuse to make a famous division? Okay, as long as your underworld and the Northern League officially start a war, I will take the opportunity to take over your underworld lair."

"Underworld, King of Hell, I think you are seeking death."

In a luxury casino, the god of gambling, Jujin, stood up and said, "Don't play anymore, gather all the elite warriors in the temple and prepare to settle the general account with the underworld."

At the headquarters of the underworld, the judge, who had always been calm and calm, also slapped a table with a bang, stood up and roared: "It's paralyzed, Boss of Hell, what are you doing? If you want to be famous, there are ten thousand ways. If you have to play like this, it will easily lead to our enemies from both sides? Are you..."
Chapter completed!