My golden finger is delicious [Quick Transmigration]

This wave of operations by Huaxia can almost be regarded as Sima Zhaozhi's heart in the international arena.

But so what?

Those things that Lao Mei tossed about were really disgusting.

After the "Super Soldier Project" incident was exposed last time, the crowd was excited and their anger was hard to appease.

There are countless monks all over the world who are willing to be justice for the law of heaven, willing to be punished and seek justice for the dead.

The supervisory departments of various countries also turned a blind eye.

Especially China.

There was even an "unfortunate" situation where the entire department of the Ministry of Special Security was poisoned by collective food, which led to the inability to handle and restrain certain things.

At that time, Wu Ding was still an ordinary person.

He didn't know this wave of turmoil in the other world.

If you look back at the ordinary news at that time now, you will find that at that time, Lao Mei was besieged on all sides, and everyone betrayed their relatives.

The closest ally and younger brother jumped up and stomped.

Japan and South Korea, the most kneeling and licking countries, have both made a lot of remarks that are not pro-American.

At that time, Wu Ding simply believed that Lao Mei's domineering economic salvation strategies had harmed the interests of other countries, which led to this situation.

Now it seems that it really deserves it.

The criminal record is still there, how can you let everyone feel at ease with Lao Mei?

Lao Mei also began to complain.

Overtly and secretly, they just support an ordinary belief, which is an organization of truth, goodness and beauty.

This funding is also a free democratic choice of private individuals.

It has nothing to do with the official, we have done nothing.

China's targeting is conspiratorial, despicable, and has ulterior motives.

It is estimated that they are also secretly hating now.

Very eventful.

Originally, there were so many people next door, and it was the state affairs of other countries, so Huaxia didn't care.

After finding out that you have support.

The attitude instantly became 180 degrees tougher.

This is prejudice!

Huaxia: →_→Oh.

In terms of verbal wars, have we ever lost?

Are you the ones who pretend to be innocent?

The Huaxia side immediately notified the whole world of a sad diplomatic rhetoric that had been prepared long ago.

There is an official one sent to the official.

If there is no official organization, it will be sent to a large organization that can speak.

No organization sent to individuals.

In the Internet age, it is really super convenient. Select the people in the address book and send emails with one click.

By the way, all major underground forums have also posted.

Top red.

Compared with Laomei's grievances and accusations, the words are rude and meaningless.

Huaxia's diction is beautiful and meaningful.

It's like calling for grievances against Lao Mei.

Huaxia, as always, has not interfered with your "freedom and democracy".

We live next to each other on the same earth.

You said that you did not conduct human experiments again, we believed it,

After all, you keep your word, you love peace, you are honest and trustworthy, you respect life and human rights, and the whole world knows this.

Not only Huaxia, I believe that other people also trust you.

(Everyone else who sees this:  ………)

Our action this time...has nothing to do with the officials~

Be private, individual, free, democratic.

The official is just adjudicating and presiding.

It took the woman years to find out who had hurt her.

A lawsuit has been filed. According to the laws (what?) and customs of our country, we must protect the due rights and interests of our citizens.

The Korean side who was ignored by the gods fighting: a weak reminder, the lady you submitted the information is dead! !

Huaxia: It doesn't matter, life is a person of Huaxia, and death is a ghost of Huaxia.

The civilization of our country is in one continuous line, and this lady is willing to recognize her nationality.

Of course we have to uphold justice for her.

How could the deceased not be a citizen of our country if she agreed to the matter?

Is it possible... Do you think your own opinions don't count?

If this is not counted, there is no way to count the living and dead non-human beings in their own territory.

Everyone shut up wisely.

The opposite □ □ justified at the beginning that "we don't know this ghost".

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

Huaxia is now sure that they have conspiracy and tricks, and they want to confront them head-on.

Then crush it with strength.

It's just that due to international practice, I found such an excuse that I don't know the truth.

Huaxia is now clamoring for "justice" all over the world.

So it's useless to argue about the details of "no such thing".

After all, after a quarrel, the routine procedure is to "face to face".

As long as one "face-to-face" Huaxia's goal is half achieved.

They have a guilty conscience, in order to keep things from developing in the worst way.

They can't completely deny it.

Simply, take the initiative as much as possible and let things work in their favor.

Lao Mei and Bang Zi tried their best to get the whole thing stuck in a "personal" duel.

And list the various conditions.

First of all, it is agreed to make an appointment first.After the meeting, you must listen to us explain things clearly.

Yes, they still had some hope.

Maybe we can catch Huaxia's nonsense?

Secondly, since it is a "personal" grievance.

Then other people can't intervene.

Put an end to the help of everyone except the female ghost on Huaxia's side.

If he wins, the grievance is over, and Huaxia has no reason to intervene in a short time.

If you lose, abandon the car to protect the handsome.

"Heh" Fan Xuan snorted coldly. "Such a mentally handicapped... speech loophole trick, they have the nerve to show it?"

The female ghost on Huaxia's side is a ghost cultivator.

But their ghosts on Bangzi's side are servant ghosts.

There is no distinction between ghost slaves and masters.

The master can control the slave ghost to attack, and the master can also give his spiritual power to the slave ghost.

You can also help slave ghosts by adding boosting spells to yourself.

One-on-one is good for them.

Huaxia generously ignored this big loophole.

And it is allowed to place the meeting place in a fourth country.

It's not Huaxia, it's not Bangzi, and it's not Laomei.

The location was chosen on a small island in Southeast Asia.

Facing the menacing approach of the three major powers.The country that this small island originally belonged to... It doesn't matter what opinion it has.

Where and how you choose.

So the time...it is the first day of junior high school.

Not negotiable.

An urgent meeting was thus facilitated.

When the yacht carried the people from both sides to the small island that was hard to find on the land.

When Lao Mei came up, she was a "dismissal".

A row of two-meter strong men with muscular beards got off the yacht and lined up to guard both sides.

There are hundreds of people, uniform and highly disciplined. It can be seen from the smell of gunpowder smoke and iron blood that they are not the kind of prison soldiers who dawdle.It is the group of elite fighters that Lao Mei is most proud of.

He was fully armed, at least three guns and two knives, and the bullets were hung enough to be worn as clothes.

Compare with them.

The Korean side... oh, when they came down from the midst of several high-level officials who claimed to be the Sacred Cult.

Perhaps in their imagination, it was like a godfather traveling with expert guards, but now it looks like a weed and weak chicken being held hostage.

What, old beautiful monk?

That would require Lao Mei to be willing to release the only remaining cultivator.

But a lot of diplomats came.

"I saw someone I know." Wu Ding raised his binoculars to look at the group of muscular men. "Aren't those three the ones I beat to the ground last time? Didn't become mercenaries and entered the barracks?"

"Let's see...it's really them." Fan Xuan was sure that Wu Ding did not admit his mistake. "Not to mention, their physical fitness and strength are indeed superb."

The whole thing is easy to speculate.

The news that they were beaten by Wu Ding last time must have spread.

The fact that the three of them were beaten by a weak and short Chinese will definitely be publicized by other colleagues.

The mercenary world is cruel and practical.

Who will listen to your explanation?Not to mention that monks are strictly confidential.

The three people who suffered from being dumb couldn't get jobs, their reputations were damaged, and they were picked up by the US military, as it should be.

"It's not easy to be cannon fodder twice in a row." It was simply an arrangement of fate.

"Cannon fodder? No way, it's quite a big show." Lao Mei arranged this group of soldiers just to support the scene, and the scene is enough.

Fan Xuan also looked at He Shun.

"You don't know anything about how narrow-minded Wu Ding is."

"Hello. I'm here."

"That's right, he won't let the enemy show off so quietly in front of him."

"........."

Although it is true, there are some things that cannot be admitted.

"I am creating a favorable combat environment for our side."

Wu Ding raised his hand, and 108 "chopsticks" as white as jade floated out of his backpack.

Hooking your fingers, all the "chopsticks" floated around Wu Ding.

Then fly to the island like a shooting star.

Fixed the position in the air, turned straight down into light, and instantly submerged in the mud.

But the inserted ground has no trace.

All those posing on the island were taken aback.

All the soldiers with live ammunition loaded their guns instantly, and their hearts continued to panic.

Although a monk is also a human being, he can be robbed and beaten to death.

But everyone knows that the premise is that they hit the target.

Before hitting, those Chinese people with a lot of tricks can have a hundred ways to make you get down first.

Especially those three who were beaten.

The psychological shadow is so big.

Those lights submerged in the soil reminded them of the "thousand arrows piercing the heart".

The tension of the soldiers is hidden in the heart.

The few monks of the Holy Cult were blown up.

Immediately use various means to detect.

Chinese, English, Korean, and other languages ​​all joined the battle, accusing China of violating the treaty.

Before he finished cursing, the formation made by "Chopsticks" started.

A dense cloud of yin began to emerge on the island.

The weather wasn't very good at all, and under the cover of this layer of gloom, it felt like night was falling.

And the hot and humid tropical climate, also under the washing of this Yin Qi, changed from hot and humid and sticky to damp and cold.

The two extreme feelings are creepy, and they clearly recognize the gap in strength between the two sides.

"I didn't break the agreement. Isn't this environment not conducive to your slave ghosts?"

Wu Ding spoke softly.

People are on the boat, but the words are accurately sent to the ears of everyone on the island.

He adjusted his newly made cassock that looked evil.

Wu Ding snapped his fingers and led the monks from the special security department into the island.

The eyes of the monks following behind kept drifting to Wu Ding's clothes and the will-o'-the-wisps that he stepped out one step at a time.

Green flames floated out of the ground one by one.

Floating in the air, not to mention ghostly, and changing some skull patterns from time to time.

With the piercing Yin Qi.

I don't know where the wind is blowing, and the faint laughter in the wind.

If it is said that the appearance of the Sacred Church is domineering and mighty without mastering the style of painting, it is conventional and shocking.

Wu Ding's feedback of this disarming power directly showed the atmosphere of Hell Rakshasa.

It's almost like writing "I'm not a good person" on my forehead.

Looking at the people of the Sacred Church, it was also like "I want to eat you up, and a few more years of imprisonment is fine.".

Having seen many villains, Wu Ding's eyes fully expressed such charm.

If the yin qi was raging, the few ordinary negotiators sent by Lao Mei could still hold on.

Wu Ding's appearance, his imposing manner, his eyes, and even his clothing, all made people mentally collapse.

Wait for the people from the Holy Church to turn around.

The people who helped negotiate were all ten meters away.

The soldiers still insist on their accusations and missions, but they stand beside those American experts and guard them firmly.

Sacred Religion: ………

"I don't think we did anything against the agreement."

Indeed not.

Changing the environment is beneficial to both parties, and this does not count.

The rest... can you blame the other party for being scary?

The leader of the Holy Cult is a hale and hearty old man.

Now in his 70s, he looks like he is only in his 50s.

For monks, although over 70 cannot be said to be young, it is indeed far from being "old"

He is also the only Chinese in the group of people from the Sacred Cult.

The Chinese name on the record is... Mei Qiang

"Stop talking nonsense, about..."

The aura has already been lost, and Mei Qiang, who wanted to be tougher in words, directly accused Huaxia of slandering people with empty teeth.

It would be best to bomb out the flaws in Huaxia's language under the bombardment.

Huaxia likes "reasoning", and has always paid attention to "teaching is famous".

If we can bite Huaxia's flaws in this regard, it will be very beneficial to the follow-up.

What silk handkerchief, what sachet, what love letter.

So new, it's all fake.

What are you gaining by slandering the innocent us?

However, the next second, he froze.

The other people who followed were also stunned.

An Rou behind Wu Ding was holding a tablet with no words in her hand.

At this moment, a peerless beauty dressed in Qing Dynasty costumes floated out of the tablet.

The Qing Dynasty costumes that concealed her figure did not weaken her exquisite charm.

Under Zhu Cui's attire, the sadness in her brows did not lessen.

All the indifference and rejection on her body seemed to tell countless stories, making everyone unable to help but pity and love her.

"I am Jiang Lan, I have met all of you."

Such a peerless beauty, one can imagine what kind of disturbance she would cause when she was alive.

It seemed possible for her to make any mistakes.

Everyone knows that there is a female ghost, but they never expected it to be such a female ghost.

"Where is he?" He asked coldly.

"this……"

"Where is he!" Liu Mei frowned, a little impatient.

"I'm afraid something is wrong..."

"Where is he!!!!"

The shrill voice penetrated everyone's eardrums.

Attracted by Jiang Lan's demeanor, the members of the Sacred Church realized that this was a 300-year-old female ghost.

The condensed resentment has turned into black smoke and lingered around the luxurious palace attire.

Mei Qiang was so scared that he could only release his ancestors first.

"Great-grandfather, let's see if this nun..."

Mei Qiang couldn't finish speaking.

Mei Qiang's ancestor ghost didn't have a chance to say a word.

Jiang Lan's eyes suddenly turned completely black.

The ghost energy on his body erupted in an all-round way, and he directly attacked the ancestor ghost.

What acting?What line?what plot?

"you!"

"Senior Mei, you need to know that different people react differently when they are emotionally hurt. Some people will cry and ask for an explanation, while others will directly make people pay the price."

Wu Ding said before that Jiang Lan does not need any acting skills, nor does she need to deceive anyone.There is no need to burst into tears and burst into tears.

"As agreed before, one-on-one, you see, we didn't intervene."

Mei Qiang: No, it's different, the self-proving of innocence that was promised!

Jiang Lan continued to kill all directions, crushing and beating the little brother of the Qing Dynasty.

"By the way, let me ask a small question. If all of you are dead, is the Sacred Cult finished? Is Lao Mei's conspiracy broken?"

Wu Ding began to nod his head with murderous eyes.

"of course not!"

"Very well, it seems that there is indeed a conspiracy."

"........."

The author has something to say: Stay up late on Saturdays and Sundays to update, just to ask for a leave tomorrow.

The third dimension has something to do.

Thank you for your support, I love you all.

PS, there should be a typo that I haven't found, and I will fix it tomorrow morning.