Upon hearing this, Chen Fei fought against Hongtian and Wang Zhiyi without hesitation and said, "Don't tell me these great truths. Moreover, you two cannot represent the army or the country. If the army and the country need it, I will not hide my own private interests. But if some people seek personal gain in the name of the army and the country, things will be hard to say."

When Zhan Lao heard this, his face changed and his expression suddenly sank. He didn't expect Chen Fei to refuse so decisively, and he had no intention of discussing at all. For a moment, he sat in the same place, with a different aura rising on his body, and oppressed Chen Fei.

Wang Zhiyi also snorted coldly, looked at Chen Fei, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Chen, you'd better consider our proposal carefully. We will provide you with protection, and you will reveal some martial arts and martial arts, and win-win situations. Everyone can't be better."

"No need to think about it, I don't need your protection." Chen Fei directly spoke out and rejected Wang Zhiyi's proposal.

Wang Zhiyi's cheeks sank immediately with anger, and he slapped the armrest of the seat with a slap. He stood up suddenly, glaring at Chen Fei with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice: "Have you really thought it through?"

"I can't understand it much." Chen Fei snorted coldly.

Wang Zhiyi was so angry that his eyes almost burst into flames.

Old Zhan still had a gloomy face, grabbed Wang Zhiyi, looked at Chen Fei, and spoke in a deep voice: "I know Mr. Chen is good at skill, and is also called the number one master in the provincial capital by people in martial arts."

When he said this, Wang Zhiyi curled his lips and snorted softly, with a disdainful expression on his face. Obviously, he didn't care much about Chen Fei's title.

Mr. Zhan pondered slightly, narrowed his eyes, looked at Chen Fei, and said, "Mr. Chen is a martial arts person and is more familiar with the martial arts world, but he is probably not so familiar with the mercenary world and the mercenary world abroad."

Chen Fei didn't say anything, but just snorted and continued to look at Old Zhan.

Seeing this, Zhan Lao continued, "Then I will tell Mr. Chen about the general situation of the foreign mercenary world, and I hope Mr. Chen will have a correct understanding."

"In the underground world abroad, there are countless violent organizations. Among them, mercenary organizations are the most common, and even people from the underground world have compared and ranked various mercenary organizations, and finally ranked the top ten mercenary organizations."

"All of the mercenary organizations that entered the top ten are famous all over the world. Each has their own characteristics, and their common characteristics are their strength. Especially several of the mercenary organizations that live in war zones can be called cruel."

"Some of these mercenary organizations have a large number of personnel, comparable to a small armed organization; some are powerful and have absorbed special soldiers from various countries; some are even very good at technological power, with the support of large technology companies behind them."

Speaking of this, Zhan Lao paused, looked at Chen Fei and said, "Among these mercenary organizations, the Firebird Mercenary Group is a mercenary group that lives in the war-torn areas of North Africa. It ranks eighth in the entire mercenary organization. The number of Firebirds is not large, but its personnel quality is the top among the top ten mercenary groups."

"You also know that my son, the Dragon War, is comparable to the strength of a master of the earth. In our country, he can definitely be called a boss. But in the Firebird Mercenary Group, it is second to the leader and the four masters."

"So, you can imagine how terrifying the strength of the four masters in the Firebird Mercenary Group is."

"As such an opponent, even Mr. Chen, the number one expert in the provincial capital, you may not want to face it, right?" Old Zhan looked at Chen Fei with a serious tone.

Wei Jinlong and Zhu Qing beside Chen Fei couldn't help but feel a sudden slap in their hearts when they heard this, and a look of worry appeared on their faces. Zhan Lao's words might mean something intimidating, but the information in the words was true.

For a moment, the two looked at Chen Fei together.

Chen Fei's face did not change, and continued to look at Old Zhan and Wang Zhiyi, and said lightly: "Thank you for telling me so much, but I still don't need your protection."

"You--" Even Mr. Zhan, anger rose in his heart at this moment, and he was so angry that he almost rushed towards Chen Fei.

Wang Zhiyi couldn't control himself, so he glared at Chen Fei fiercely, threatening sternly: "Whoever is surnamed Chen, don't be ungrateful, we are giving you a chance. Otherwise, do you think anyone can provide protection for our military?"

"Thank you, leave this opportunity for others!" Chen Fei glanced at Wang Zhiyi and said bluntly.

Wang Zhiyi couldn't help but rushed towards Chen Fei, strangled Chen Fei's throat, and threatened coldly: "Chen Fei, I don't want to talk nonsense to you. Now, you have no other choice, either hand over the martial arts or you will die now."

Seeing Wang Zhiyi taking action, Chen Fei shouted coldly, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly: "You want to do it!"

As he spoke, Chen Fei's body shook, and an instant of energy spread out from him. The energy surged and directly covered Wang Zhiyi.

Wang Zhiyi, who was originally aggressive, was covered by Chen Fei's aura, and his face changed instantly. He showed a look of horror, his body trembled, and he wanted to dodge and let go.

But at this time, Chen Fei's attack had already been launched. His right hand was like a spiritual dragon in the clouds. He poked out and grabbed Wang Zhiyi's throat accurately.

Wang Zhiyi's eyes bulged out instantly, his throat rolled, and he let out a muffled groan, and he struggled desperately with his hands and feet. But Chen Fei's right hand was like an iron claw, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not shake it.

Seeing Wang Zhiyi's face began to flush, his eyes were covered with blood, and strange grunts came from his throat.

Old Zhan couldn't sit still, so he rushed over and said to Chen Fei: "Mr. Chen, I know your power, and I am not your opponent. But Mr. Wang is a man in the army. If you kill him, the consequences will be unimaginable. Besides, although Mr. Wang is wrong, he will not be punished until he dies!"

Next to him, Zhu Qing and Wei Jinlong were also nervous and couldn't help but take a few steps towards Chen Fei.

Even Wei Ling didn't know when she came to Chen Fei, and couldn't help but shout, "Chen Fei!"

Chen Fei snorted coldly, his right hand, which was like an iron claw, finally let go of Wang Zhiyi to the ground, "Get out!"

Wang Zhiyi coughed violently for a few times, then gasped. He looked up and glared at Chen Fei, his mouth moved, and instinctively wanted to say something, but he was pulled by Mr. Zhan and still didn't say it.

Mr. Zhan grabbed Wang Zhiyi, looked at Chen Fei, and said, "Since Mr. Chen rejected our kindness, I wish Mr. Chen to show his might and defeat his opponent."
Chapter completed!