Wealthy maniac sits on son-in-law

Chapter 360

There were hundreds of people, all of them looked arrogant, with hostility in their arrogance.

All kinds of skin colors, all gathered, this is the world's underground world boss, and there is still some temperament.

And the ones walking in the front are obviously the best of these representatives.

"There's nothing to say. Miss Yang's meaning is very simple. All the islands within the high seas of the East China Sea belong to us!"

"Thinking so much, do you really think that the East China Sea is your Asian territory?"

"Nigger, what are you talking about?"

Everyone scolded, everyone was angry, and it seemed that it was all bluffing.

Zhao Tianyu looked around again, Li Meng had already run away in fright, and he had no scruples.

"Have you asked your father about such big talk?"

Zhao Tianyu just scolded him when he went up.

Although his English is poor, this kind of communication can still be expressed barely.

In fact, many of these people do not speak English as their first language. At this moment, Zhao Tianyu will not be underestimated among them.

"The guy who is looking for death, who is your boss?"

"You don't care who my boss is, tell your boss to come out."

"God bless, if it was in the ring, I would definitely kill you..."

Zhao Tianyu yelled at him, but he didn't know if it was a coincidence or he really had that kind of charisma.

In a matter of seconds, hundreds of people with different skin colors roared angrily.

While roaring, no one paid any attention to Zhao Tianyu.

Everyone pushed and shoved, and at the same time they scolded each other, but Zhao Tianyu was engulfed in the middle.

Zhao Tianyu was mixed in with the crowd and squeezed into the meeting area, which made people drunk.

Soon, the open-air cubes have arrived.

Hundreds of people dispersed quickly.

Scanning the scene ahead, Zhao Tianyu frowned slightly. Before these people came, there were already hundreds of people in the venue.

A few Taishi chairs dedicated to the island were placed in the venue.

There were five or six people sitting upright, some men and some women, basically all young, maybe in their 40s at most.

Four Asian faces, two Caucasian faces.

At this moment, no one in the field took the lead.

But those guys behind the leader kept scolding.

Zhao Tianyu's English is poor, but his listening is not bad, and he probably understands some things.

The woman in front of him looks to be about 25 and her name is Yang Xuan.

There was a guy on the opposite side, wearing a long robe, his name was Yoshio Suga.

The white man on the right is called Ivanov, who seems to be from the country of Rus.

Opposite Ivanov was a young man who seemed to be called Shanchai, who was from Nanyang.

These guys are all bigwigs in the underground world around the East China Sea, and everyone is discussing the division of the islands in the high seas of the East China Sea.

This matter really did not take him seriously.

The Zhao family is not as rich as the country, but as rich as the world.

In today's era, what asset is the hardest, of course, is land.

If the islands in the high seas can be privately owned, they should be the resources of the Zhao family first. How could it be possible for so many people to share the benefits? I am really drunk.

brush!
While he was watching, in seconds, the big bosses who had been silent all this time finally broke the situation.

It was that Yoshio Suga, who now had a samurai sword in his hand.

The samurai sword pierced the table, and Yoshio Suga's face showed nothing but indifference.

"Bosses, this kind of quarreling is useless until dawn. Is it possible that everyone has forgotten what you are doing?"

Yoshishio Suga's English is extremely weird. He can't pronounce the sound of F, but can only say it as P. This is a typical problem with national accents.

Although the accent is heavy, it does not affect people's communication.

At the same time Zhao Tianyu was speechless, he admired these guys. The bosses in the underground world always have a reason. It is also very rare to be able to learn spoken English to communicate.

snort!
After Yoshio Suga took out his samurai sword, there were four or five cold snorts from men and women in the field.

In a matter of seconds, the murderous intent gathered.

At the same time, I don't know if it's because of murderous intent, or there may be this rule.

The large troops behind all the big shots retreated one after another, retreating in an orderly manner.

Naturally, Zhao Tianyu had no choice but to comprehend the subtlety of it. Standing behind Yang Xuan, he seemed too conspicuous.

Except for Yang Xuan, naturally everyone's eyes have fallen on him.

Being watched by so many people made people feel a little speechless. Under embarrassment, Zhao Tianyu could only retreat again, and he completely retreated into Yang Xuan's team.

The cold snort came out again, but those guys didn't look at him again.

After Zhao Tianyu withdrew, in the crowd, there was another step, a strong man with his arms in his arms, his body was extremely muscular, and he seemed to be unarmed.

Whoosh!
He walked behind Yang Xuan and raised his hand.

In a matter of seconds, Yoshishio Suga's tea table with the samurai sword inserted into it immediately shattered, and after the coffee table was broken, the samurai quickly arrived in the hands of the strong man.

when!
A crisp metallic sound sounded, and the samurai sword broke instantly after it reached his hand.

"The guy surnamed Deng, damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Yoshio Suga was obviously shocked, and he stood up quickly.

Whoosh!
Just as he stood up, all the broken dagger blades were thrown out again.

The result of the second breath is that Yoshio Suga has covered his chest, and blood is leaking between his fingers.

"Yoshichao Suga, in front of me, Deng Zhi, you are not qualified to speak to my boss."

Deng Zhi's expression was cold, but his body was full of confidence.

"go!"

Yoshishio Suga's face was very ugly. In the next second, he got up early and quickly left the scene with the people.

Wu Wuyi, obviously, this kind of thing, any country is a concept.

The current Yoshihide Suga was easily crushed, he knew the strength of his subordinates.

Confrontation is just courting death. If that's the case, it's better to run early.

Yoshishio Suga quickly left the venue with hundreds of people.

Deng Zhi scanned the audience, where his eyes passed, it seemed that for a moment, everyone bowed their heads, and no one dared to look at him.

In the end, his eyes fell on Ivanov's camp, and fell on Ivanov's side, a big ocean horse.

That big ocean horse is tall and long-legged, and it has a good temperament at first glance.

And the chuckle in his eyes was obviously hostile.

"Little guy, only Christina can duel with you."

The big ocean horse came out with a smile.

Ivanov next to him snorted coldly.

The atmosphere of the audience changed again.

Every opponent in chess has intuition.

Now everyone can see that Deng Zhi is definitely not an ordinary person, and Christina is definitely not an ordinary person either.

Men and women confronted each other, and the yin and yang breaths were separated, and there was indeed no sign of anyone falling behind.

"You are a woman, I will let you go first."

Deng Zhi sneered.

"I don't want you to let me!"

Christie chuckled, she said so, and in the next second, her hand had already moved.

Deng Zhi had already prepared herself.

Simple and rude nothing more than that.

(End of this chapter)