Section 128

That was what Anbei Tianqing did, how could he not know about it in advance.

so……

Jiang Yan's prediction clearly meant that he was going to do the same thing as Anbei! ! !

Sakurai was frightened and blurted out: "No! You can't mess around!!!"

"If we do such a thing, it will definitely be a huge blow to the friendship between the two countries!!"

Jiang Yan laughed dumbly.

Her tone was calm, as if she was comforting him, and she said like a breath of fresh air: "I don't quite understand what you are talking about, Mr. Reporter."

"What did I do? Didn't I do nothing?"

Sakurai and other reporters jumped anxiously: "You are a threat!! A threat that goes against the spirit of international peace!!"

"When you speak, you need evidence." Jiang Yan smiled lightly, "If Mr. Sakurai has evidence, you can take me to court directly."

"Also, this is not a threat. This is to learn from your country's spirit. It is out of humanitarianism. We are neighbors after all. I know it in advance, so I naturally want to remind you in a friendly way."

"What's that sentence called?" Jiang Yan's tone turned cold, and his mockery became more and more unconcealed, "The mountains and rivers are in a different land, but the wind and the moon are in the same sky."

Sakurai: "You clearly said that you are the mastermind behind the scenes!!"

Jiang Yan smiled even more happily: "Excuse me, which country's law does not allow people to brag about approval? Again, the evidence will tell~"

A neat trick! !

Sakurai and the reporter waiting for Sakura were so anxious that they were sweating.

What a joke.

This is a being who can kill the great onmyoji Anbei Tianqing in three seconds. If he wants to cause trouble like Anbei, he has so many methods.

evidence?

If Anbe can do it without leaving any evidence, if this young man in front of him wants to do it, isn't it just like playing?

The evidence is ridiculous! ! ! It’s just plain bullying!

The somewhat gloomy atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly disappeared.

Seeing Jiang Yan facing millions of people in Sakura, riding on the head of a reporter representing Sakura Country, acting recklessly and with extreme arrogance, everyone expressed their admiration.

"Hahahaha, I'm so happy, so happy! The little saint is so awesome! He told them directly in person what he would do next, and made them feel helpless!"

"Look at those reporters, their faces are all green. This is called tit for tat! If you dare to come to Kyushu to cause trouble, you will have to bear the consequences! The little saint will let you know what regret is!"

"Two major events correspond to Nancheng one by one. The little saint is simply my luck in Jiuzhou! Internally, he repays evil with virtue, works hard without caring about his own life, and takes the people's support as his heart! Externally... he can be called Shura's heart, and the King of Hell's methods!"

Sakurai gritted his teeth, and the Sakura reporters around him were as aggrieved as ants on a hot pot.

at last.

Sakurai made up his mind and called some big guys in the country.

After coming back.

He took out his final killer weapon: "We can no longer trust Jiuzhou with such behavior. We will call on capital to return to China and leave with all the technology, funds, and jobs!!"

"I will never be threatened by you!"

Jiang Yan was still very calm: "It's okay, just don't beg to come back when the time comes."

Kyushu citizens in the live broadcast room were even more indignant: "This time, whoever steps on the horse and acts like a boneless dog to lick the products of Sakura Enterprises, whoever steps on the horse does not deserve to be a Kyushu citizen!"

"We must provide good support to the little saint! We don't want to do anything that will help him a lot. At least we can't hold back, buy their products, or create popularity for them!"

"We must let Sakura Enterprises know that the people of Kyushu have backbone!! Insulting Kyushu will only result in losses!"

…

Seeing that Jiang Yan couldn't be threatened like this, Sakurai's scalp started to feel numb.

Throwing out the last trump card: "Mr. Little Sage, I, the Minister of Sakura Country, would like to have a chat with you."

"In international relations, communication is the main thing. Impulsiveness and fighting cannot solve the problem."

Jiang Yan laughed.

This horse riding is so ridiculous.

When he strikes, he is more ruthless than anyone else.

Now that I am afraid, I know how to shout the slogan of peaceful communication.

"It's ridiculous." Jiang Yan smiled and said to him, "I'm not interested in talking to him. Go back and think about what to do~~~ If necessary, I think our people can still donate some supplies to you. Yes, the premise is to beg them properly~~"

"Hahahahahaha yes yes! I am willing to donate any scrap worth less than one yuan!" The people in the live broadcast room were even more happy, and they threw countless gifts as if they were free.

"No, one dollar is still money! I can only donate my chromosomes."

"The chromosomes are also the genes of Kyushu. Be careful upstairs! Like me, donate a handful of your foot hairs!"

Don't do anything when you see something happen.

Sakurai and others left the venue with livid faces.

The subsequent violent storm has begun to brew in Sakura Country.

The murderer must be brought to justice!

Anbei Tianqing's blood revenge must be avenged!

Jiang Yan had no intention of staying and dealing with Pengcheng officials.

With a flick of his sleeves and robe, he turned around calmly and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Gao Mingwei couldn't help but said, "Little saint, from a personal perspective, I want to give you a suggestion."

"What you want to do to Sakura...do you need to think about it first? Let's talk to the boss..."

Jiang Yan said nothing.

The figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Only his misty and playful voice came from afar: "The bandits can go, and so can I."

The people in the special task force, including Gao Mingwei, were shocked.

A strong firm understanding emerged in their eyes.

Yes.

The ancestors were not afraid.

What are we afraid of?

What are we afraid of!!!

Jia Xiaotian has fallen into a fanatical worship of the little saint.

With a face full of reverence, he shouted to the group of people who came with him: "We cultivators should be like this!!"

"Predecessors, we are wrong! The little saint has awakened us!"

"Our predecessors have already explained the truth to us-"

"Peace will survive if we fight for it, and peace will die if we compromise for it!!"

Jia Shaoying did not stop him this time.

The old man of the Tang Sect also nodded deeply, and a group of people agreed: "The little saint saved us."

When Jiang Yan stepped out of Pengcheng Hotel.

A hurried figure came towards him.

Wearing high heels and gold-rimmed glasses, she is still the brainless fan of An Bei Tianqing that she met on the high-speed train that day, Li Tianqing.

"Why are you here?" Li Tianqing couldn't help but said, "You are here for Mr. An Bei's award ceremony."

Jiang Yan smiled but said nothing.

Li Tianqing looked a little embarrassed and complained, "I don't know what happened to the people of Pengcheng. They all cheered and celebrated on the streets, causing traffic jams. Do you know what happened?"

Jiang Yan stopped and said meaningfully, "As you wish. An Bei Tianqing's departure was celebrated by thousands of people, and the streets were empty. It was grand and dazzling."

After that.

He took a step and disappeared into the void.

Li Tianqing was stunned, his mind full of fog, and he didn't understand what Jiang Yan meant.

A moment later.

With the cheers from Pengcheng Hotel.

She vaguely heard a few words that made her feel like she was falling off a cliff - "An Bei Tianqing died from the brilliant thunder method of the little saint of Jiuzhou!"

"Global live broadcast, millions of people are watching!"

"Jiuzhou, the whole country cheers!"

Li Tianqing only felt hair all over her body, and the sky was dark.

Jiang Yan returned to the hotel where he was staying and began to study the rewards he had received today.