He Jun wants to die now.

If his own baby makes him play electronic music at the press conference, it's nothing.

He spoils him, what else can he do?

But Ye Fan really doesn't consider anyone's feelings at all!

"Lord Mortal God, you haven't answered my question yet."

The reporter representative of Sakura Country is here to disgust people, and he won't stop until he achieves his goal.

Even though the faces of Bai Jiong, Ma Wuji and other high-level officials and military district masters of Dragon Country have turned scary, he still speaks under pressure.

The Mortal God of Sakura Country is about to reach the ninth level of strength. Compared with the two Mortal Gods who have just awakened in Dragon Country, there is pressure, but not much.

The most important thing is that they have a backer.

It is the Mortal Gods headed by the Central American Region and the United States.

Well, it's just recognizing a father.

Other countries have stationed troops in their territory, what else can we say?

Even the native people of Sakura Country cannot worship the statue of Amaterasu, and can only rely on some replicas to get blessings and abilities.

After the statue of Amaterasu was awakened, it was soon discovered by American soldiers and brought back to the country.

Otherwise, how could such a small country awaken the gods on the blue planet where gods stand?

What the billions of people in Dragon Country can't do, how can they do it?

They just lost their sovereignty and dignity and lived in disgrace.

"Haha, the answer is obvious, isn't it?"

He Jun knew that his current defense would not have any effect, and even in the eyes of others, it was just a face-saving move, which would have a counterproductive effect.

At most, he would admit it openly.

He couldn't always wipe the ass of this idiot.

It happened several times yesterday, and I was tired.

"Okay, thank you for your answer, Lord Fanchen, I'm fine."

The reporter representative of Sakura Country is not a fool, and he naturally understands the principle of stopping when he sees the good.

Otherwise, their national leaders would not let a fool who only knows how to stir up hatred and speak without thinking become the representative of all reporters.

It's enough to be disgusting. Do you really think that the Dragon people have no temper if you keep holding on to this point?

This is the feeling of stopping at the right time and testing the edge of the bottom line.

They have a good grasp of this point.

At least He Jun, a teenager under 20 years old, is somewhat unable to control the situation.

Although he is a time traveler, he has only traveled from 19 to 18 years old. Being able to not be stage fright has surpassed most of his peers.

[Yo~ You are a small fish, you are really a small fish. You can't even handle this little scene. ]

[Don't resist, give me your body. ]

Tongzi spoke.

Seeing that He Jun couldn't say anything, he went straight out.

It's fine if I bully you, what's your business?

He Jun did as he was told and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the timidity in his eyes faded, and a hint of light blue buried deep in his eyes flashed away.

A strong aura burst out, which should not appear on a high school student.

The journalist representatives present were not weak, and they had a certain strength foundation.

So they could clearly sense that He Jun was emitting a terrifying pressure.

It was not about strength, but a sense of powerlessness.

"Okay, continue with your questions, I will answer them one by one."

"As for the little episode just now, everyone, what should be said and what should not be said, I don't need to say more, right?"

"Or, would you rather let the Lord Mortal God who came to you yesterday talk?"

He Jun spoke, his voice remained unchanged, but his tone was full of rationality and a trace of confidence that only belongs to the superior.

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