Super Master of Female President

Cameron yelled furiously, then hung up.

But at this time, other people also received calls one after another.

Everyone received an accurate message on the phone call.

That is, the island emperor, Meiji Hideichi was killed.

At this moment, the storm hunter sitting next to Ye Fei couldn't help shaking his hands, and the red wine in his glass was almost spilled.

Although he was mentally prepared, he was still frightened when he heard the news...

As for the Cameron and others in the video window, they have been scared to death.

If Ye Fei’s people killed Donald by a fluke, is it still a fluke to kill Meiji Shuichi?

Who was lucky enough to kill the emperor in the island palace?

Except for powerful strength and assassination methods, it is impossible to do it at all!

Especially "The Ripper" Leidlov felt even more frightened.

He is a killer himself, and he naturally knows how difficult it is to assassinate the Emperor of the island country.

Assassination missions have difficulty levels, from one star to five stars.

So, the difficulty of assassinating the emperor of the island country and the head of state is at least four stars, which is already quite difficult.

However, the killer of the fallen angels did it, and the efficiency was amazing.

It is worthy of being the world's number one killer organization. This level of assassination strength is really not comparable to other killer organizations.

However, just two minutes after the death of the island’s Emperor Meiji Hideichi, Cameron and others received another news of their collapse, and Italian Prime Minister Milton also died.

That is, two minutes ago, Milton was also killed.

For a while, all the people sitting in front of the video window felt panic and did not dare to let out the atmosphere.

Donald is dead, Meiji Hideyoshi is dead, Milton is dead, then who will be next?

No one can guarantee that he will be the next one to be killed...

The Storm Hunter was also completely convinced, he shook his head and sighed deeply.

Although he and the purgatory king are the kings of this world, he feels that he cannot be compared with the purgatory king at all.

This kid is really terrifying, he just treats everyone as a plaything in his palm!

Turning your hands into clouds, and covering your hands into rain, I'm afraid this is the kind of person I'm talking about!

He was even a little grateful, fortunate that he was honest enough that he didn't provoke this kid.

Otherwise, how could he be able to sit here all right?

At this time, Cameron no longer had the arrogance he had just now. Instead, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a smiling face: "Prince of Purgatory, we can talk about everything, why do we need to talk about it? Did you do it so terribly?"

Ye Fei shook his fingers and said, "Mr. Cameron, it's not that I want to do things so absolutely, but you are forcing me to do so absolutely.

If you don't come to provoke my women, and don't send people to encircle and suppress my base camp, how can I act against you? "

"Yes, yes, Lord Purgatory, you are right."

Cameron nodded and said with a smile on his face: "My Lord Purgatory, or else, we will immediately let the 68 warships evacuate the Lost Island.

However, if you, Lord Purgatory, can let Miss Minova provide us with the technology of "immortality", then all the members of Peterberg will become the most loyal allies of the temple.

In the future, no matter what resources the temple needs, we will provide them.

Lord Purgatory, we have already made concessions, and I hope you will also raise your hands..."

Others also understood Cameron's concessions.

After all, after seeing Ye Fei's energy, they were really scared.

They know that if they don't give in, I'm afraid this kid will continue to kill.

The deaths of Donald, Shuichi Meiji and Milton have caused huge losses to the Peterberg club.

Therefore, they have to minimize the loss as much as possible.

Ye Fei sneered and said, "Mr. Cameron, do you think you are still qualified to negotiate with me?

Since my woman doesn't want to work for you Peterberg, doesn't want to provide you with technology, then none of you want to force her!

The only thing you have to do now is to quickly evacuate those warships, and then leave me far away, so that fewer women come to provoke me! "

"you……"

Cameron's face flushed, and he said solemnly: "Purgatory King, we have made the maximum concession, don't you want to compromise a little bit?"

Ye Fei slapped the table with a sudden slap, and with a loud noise, Cameron and the others were taken aback!

The storm hunter next to him was even more frightened, and the still red wine in his glass was still poured out!

Ye Fei glanced coldly at Cameron and the others, and said forcefully: "You all listen to me, don't **** shamelessly!

I am not negotiating with you! And you are not qualified to negotiate with me!

If you know me, quickly evacuate the battleship to me, and then all the **** get out of me! ! "

These domineering and arrogant words directly shocked Cameron and others, and they were speechless!

Ye Fei's tough attitude has exceeded their imagination!

They thought that as long as they made concessions, Ye Fei would be grateful and give in.

But I don't know, that's not the case at all.

In the eyes of this kid, their presidents, prime ministers, crown princes, rich people and other names do not play any role at all.

Ye Fei picked up the phone and looked at it indifferently, "Because of your indecision, a few minutes have passed now.

Then, in a few minutes, news of the death of Dubai Chief Ador will come.

If you don’t believe it, you can wait. "

After speaking, Ye Fei directly threw the phone on the table, put his legs on the table, and stopped taking care of these guys at all. He picked up the wine glass and clinked with Minova, and drank the wine. .

Since these guys don't cry without seeing the coffin, let's continue to put a little pressure on them...

...

At this time, it was just over seven o'clock in the evening Dubai time.

As one of the most fashionable and affluent metropolises in the world, the nightlife here is extremely rich.

The streets are full of traffic, brilliant lights and dazzling arrays.

At this time, on a main road, a line of convoys were driving smoothly and orderly on the road.

This line of fleet consists of eleven Maybachs with the top configuration, and the Maybach in the middle is an extended version with the hardest bulletproof glass.

In a city where even police cars use supercars as standard equipment, a Maybach team like this is already a very low-key existence.

At this time, the extended Maybach in the middle.

A middle-aged man wearing a white gown, a white turban, and a dove egg-sized ruby ​​hung around his neck. A somewhat blessed figure, a middle-aged man holding a glass of Roman Nikon di red wine, looked out the window and sipped it.

This middle-aged man is the chief of Dubai, Ador.

Ador took a sip of red wine and asked faintly: "Aristel, how are the results of the civil justice investigation?"

A man wearing a light gray gown and a black and gray headscarf replied respectfully: "Chief, the results of the civil justice investigation have come out.

Two-thirds of the people opposed your proposal to continue to serve as chief, and only one-third agreed. "

"Unexpectedly, there are so many scumbags who dare to oppose my re-election..."

Ador squinted his eyes, drank a sip of red wine, and said: "Now, the time for the election and decision of the next chief is almost up.

Aristel, these days, you prepare a large sum of money to go to the home of every opponent.

You give them the money, and I don’t believe they don’t change their minds.

Of course, I don’t need everyone to approve of my re-election, as long as two-thirds of the people approve, that’s enough..."

"Yes, Lord Chief, I must do this well."

Aristel nodded respectfully.

Ador looked out the window, squinted his eyes, and muttered softly: "I don't know how the Cameron guys are negotiating...

If I can get Minova’s ‘immortality’ technology to keep me alive, then the whole of Dubai will always be under my control. It’s exciting to think about it..."

At this time, at the top of a 30 or 40-story building next to this main road.

A tall and muscular man with strong chestnut hair was carrying a bazooka, slowly moving with the line of convoy Adollar was in below.