At that time, the strong Australian man was going crazy: "You...you dare to scold me, you are so brave!"

"I'm telling you, you are in big trouble. You are smearing your country's image. You will also cause diplomatic disputes. Just wait until you return to the country and face trial~"

The old man knew very well that Yan Xia had always pursued a policy of no trivial matters in diplomacy.

Therefore, once many things involve people from other countries, Yan Xia will pay special attention to them and put the interests of people from other countries first.

The old man in front of him also knew that if they were to grab it head-on, their current state would definitely not be Ye Fan's opponent.

The only thing he could do was to take advantage of Yan Xia Zhong's weakness in his good image and force Ye Fan to hand it over voluntarily.

However, the old man never expected that as soon as he finished speaking, Mark turned around and kicked the old man to the ground.

While kicking, Ye Fan sneered and cursed.

"Return to the country's image?"

"Still going to trial?"

"I'm going to fuck you!"

"Stop hating me!"

"I still won't accept this."

"If you want it, you can get it based on your ability."

Ye Fan was simply amused by these idiots.

Sometimes I think about it, these people in the West are really funny. When they are stronger than you, they talk to you about strength. But when you are stronger than them, they talk to you about etiquette and morality.

Just like now, these people actually asked Ye Fan to return the Yuanling Fruit that Ye Fan obtained through his own skills to the strong people of Australia, saying it was for the sake of the country's image.

Of course, if Ye Fan did this kind of thing, to put it mildly, he was a good man, but to put it worst, it would be a big deal.

Ye Fan was given the Yuanling Fruit only after his head was kicked by a donkey.

"You...you dare to hit me?"

Ye Fan's kick immediately stunned everyone in Australia.

You must know that in the world of martial arts, Yanxia warriors have always been famous for their pedantic image of being civilized and polite. They never fire the first shot or punch to the outside world, and only fight back after being beaten.

This is why, even though Yanxia Martial Arts is extremely powerful, there is no respect or respect at all outside.

On the contrary, the more arrogant and unreasonable a country is, the more awe-inspiring and polite it is.

But they never expected that the Yanxia man in front of them would not follow the routine and start a fight over a disagreement? He even cursed regardless of his appearance.

However, while these powerful Australians were angry, they also knew that they could not be tough with Ye Fan. They still had to be reasonable and let this pedantic Yanxia man take the initiative to hand over the Yuanling Fruit.

"Okay, let's not talk about the beating."

"Sir, you must return this Yuanling Fruit."

"This Yuanling Fruit was originally obtained by our Australian martial arts."

"Even if it was snatched away later, our Australian warriors fought to the death with it, consuming most of the opponent's strength, and only then was your Excellency able to defeat it with one blow."

"It can be said that if we didn't help you consume the masked man's physical strength, you, a junior, would never be his opponent."

"So, out of emotion and reason, you should return this Yuanling Fruit."

"At least give us one back."

"Otherwise, I will be like the International Wushu Federation, suing you for the banditry of Yanxia Martial Arts~"

The strong Australian man spoke righteously.

Ye Fan smiled, then hooked his hand in their direction, signaling for them to come over.

The strong men in Australia were immediately overjoyed, thinking that Ye Fan had been persuaded by them to return the Yuanling Fruit.

But who would have thought that as soon as they stepped forward, they would be slapped out by Mark.

His facial bones were sunken, his nose was bleeding, and half of the old man's face was distorted by Ye Fan.
Chapter completed!