There was a silence in the hall. The great elder Moses snorted coldly and said unhappily: "I don't want to take action, so don't say so much nonsense."

After these words were said, there was a lot of restlessness at the scene, and some people still spoke up in dissatisfaction.

"Then you can't do nothing, just be humiliated by that kid?"

“Can we give in and give in?

Hand over Victor and make the matter public?"

"Even if Chen Fei is powerful, there are so many people in our Guangminghui. I don't believe it, but I can't cure him!"

………… Listening to the dissatisfied voice, the Great Elder Moses calmed down a little and said, “Of course it’s not that you don’t take action, but you just have to make plans for your long-term decisions.”

"Remember, in this world, there are more than just fighting, killing, and killing.

There are other ways!”

"Also, Vice President Shaliye will come back soon after handling the matter.

When he returns, do you think that guy can't solve it yet?"

When everyone in the hall changed their expressions, they became happy.

"The vice president is coming back, it's great."

"I'm finally back. Have the matter been negotiated over there?"

"Once the cooperation is successful, we can go further and truly become the orderer of the new world."

"When the vice president returns, that kid is just a flea."

………The venue suddenly became lively and excited.

It has been the third day of Chen Fei, and the Illuminati still has no response.

"Are you really a turtle shrunk, or are there any other conspiracy?"

Chen Fei narrowed his eyes and thought about it in his heart.

Just at this moment, a knock on the door sounded, "Xiao Chen!"

"Old Liang, please come in!"

Chen Fei heard that it was Mr. Liang's voice and stood up and said.

Mr. Liang pushed the door and said to Chen Fei: "Xiao Chen, someone is looking for you, right outside."

"Who is looking for me?"

Chen Fei was a little surprised.

Mr. Liang's face was a little weird, his face was slightly silent, and he said to Chen Fei: "The specific identity has not been revealed, but he should be someone related to the official."

"People associated with the official?"

Chen Fei was a little surprised when he heard this.

He didn't expect that in three days, the people from the Illuminati did not take the initiative to contact him, but the official came to him.

Since that's the case, Chen Fei didn't mind listening to what they were going to say.

When he arrived at the living room, Chen Fei saw at a glance that there were three people sitting in the room.

One of the white men looked about fifty years old, with a suit and ties, a tall figure and a powerful face. Judging from his temperament, he was a person who had been in a high position for a long time.

Next to the white man, a blond woman in her twenties looked like a twenty-seven or eight years old stood. The woman had a beautiful face, tall and graceful figure, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and holding a folder in her hand.

It seems that he should be the secretary of a white man.

The remaining one surprised Chen Fei.

Because, it was a man with a Chinese face, who looked about forty years old and was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Almost as Chen Fei came in, his brows frowned.

After observing the three of them quickly, Chen Fei walked into the living room without making a sound, sat down on the sofa opposite, then picked up the tea and drank it slowly, without any intention of taking the initiative to speak.

Chen Fei's actions seemed to surprise the other party, and he didn't expect it at all.

The three of them also stared at Chen Fei and took a closer look.

Chen Fei ignored their gazes, simply crossed his legs, quietly drank tea, completely ignored the other party's intentions.

Finally, the Asian man among the three people opposite couldn't help it, frowned fiercely, and said, "Is it rude that Master Chen Fei, is it so rude?"

Hearing this, Chen Fei put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the Asian man, raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Chen Dongyu, Vice President of the American Martial Arts Strategy Association."

The man named Chen Dongyu said proudly.

Then he took the initiative to introduce the white man and blonde secretary next to him and said, "This is President Omis of our association and Miss Mifia, our secretary-general."

After saying that, Chen Dongyu looked at Chen Fei proudly, as if he was waiting for Chen Fei to speak out.

But Chen Fei leaned against the sofa without expression, and said lightly: "So what?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Dongyu raised his eyebrows and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.

Frowning fiercely, Chen Dongyu narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned forward, and reminded him: "Mr. Chen, do you need me to remind you?

Our Dance Strategic Association is the largest martial arts association organization in the United States. President Omis is an admiral from the Marine Corps."

"So, are you here on behalf of the United States?"

Chen Feidao.

"Uh--" Chen Dongyu was choked, his expression became even more ugly, and he whispered, "Our association is a spontaneous non-governmental organization, not an official organization in the United States.

However, President Omis's opinions may have an important impact on the official."

When he said this, Chen Dongyu glared at Chen Fei fiercely, as if reminding him, and he should pay attention to it quickly.

However, after hearing this, Chen Fei just nodded slightly and said lightly: "Oh, is this like this!"

After saying that, Chen Fei picked up the teacup again and began to drink tea quietly.

Now, Chen Dongyu finally couldn't help it, stood up in a hurry, stared at Chen Fei fiercely, and said with anger: "Mr. Chen, please correct your attitude in front of our President Omis."

Upon hearing this, Chen Fei paused and then smashed the difference in his hand on the table.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Chen Dongyu. His voice was cold and majestic, with a terrifying oppressive force, "Cheer your attitude?"

"You'd better figure it out that you came to me on your own initiative, not me who invited you here.

You guys need to be right?

Otherwise, get out of here.”

"You--" Chen Dongyu didn't expect Chen Fei to be so bold. He stretched out his right hand and pointed at Chen Fei with anger on his face, "You, you--" "I'm not you American, nor am I from your association."

Don't use your trick to suppress me."

Chen Fei said coldly.

Chen Dongyu was still gritting his teeth and said, "President Omis is an admiral, how dare you--" "I care about your identity. If you have something to do, just say something, get out of it if you have nothing to do, don't waste my time."

Chen Fei was furious and threw the teacup to the ground. With a snap, he broke into countless pieces at Chen Dongyu's feet.

"You--" Chen Dongyu was startled and took a few steps back in a hurry, with the expression on his face extremely panic.

At this moment, President Aomis, who had not spoken out, finally spoke: "Mr. Chen, why bother to be so angry?"
Chapter completed!