Hearing this, Watanabe Tianming's eyes turned cold, but he soon smiled again: "Mr. Lu, this matter is indeed wrong, I would like to apologize to you, as long as you are willing to sell me the Qicai Ganoderma lucidum, what's the matter?" It�s all easy to discuss.�

"It seems that you haven't understood it, so let me say it again, you are not qualified to own such a treasure as Qicai Ganoderma lucidum, even if I feed the dog, I will not sell it to you!" Lu Chen was not polite.

As soon as these words came out, Watanabe Tianming's face instantly became gloomy.

"Bagaya road!"

The warrior in red was even more furious and pulled out the sword from his waist, as if he was about to take action.

"Mr. Lu, there is a saying in your Dragon Kingdom that those who know the current affairs are the best. If you hand over the seven-gathered Ganoderma lucidum, I will let you two go. If you dare to refuse, you will only die!" Watanabe Tianming threatened.

"You guys still want to kill me? Do you have the ability?" Lu Chen sneered.

"If you don't believe it, why don't you give it a try?" Watanabe Tenming snapped his fingers.

"Hi!"

The red-clothed warrior responded, and immediately approached Chase Lu with a knife in hand, with a contemptuous smile on his lips: "You people from the Dragon Kingdom are all sick men of East Asia, and you only talk about being heroic. Today, I am going to teach you a lesson!"

"what did you just say?"

Lu Chen's face turned cold, and his eyes shot up with murderous intent.

About eighty years ago, the Golden Crow Kingdom was indeed arrogant in the Dragon Kingdom for a period of time.

At that time, the Dragon Kingdom had just experienced a war, and its national power was weak, so it was oppressed by the Golden Crow Kingdom in various ways, and was even dubbed the "sick man of East Asia".

After decades of development, the Dragon Kingdom has already risen, but the shame of Zeng Jin can never be forgotten.

Now, no matter how hot-blooded a man is, he can't bear to hear that shameful title again.

"What? Angry?"

The red-clothed warrior laughed ferociously: "You sick men of East Asia will always deserve to be trampled under our feet by our Golden Crow Kingdom. This was the case eighty years ago, and it is still the case now.

You are all an inferior race and the lowest slaves, just like the dogs we raise.

Only worthy of kneeling in front of us, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Although you are very humble, you have to admit that your women are very beautiful.

After I kill you, the sick man of East Asia, go and enjoy your woman.

Oh no...I want to humiliate her severely in front of you!

Hahaha......"

By the end of the sentence, the red warrior was laughing loudly.

Extremely arrogant, extremely arrogant.

Even the group of black warriors around him burst into laughter.

All of them were full of pride and complacency.

In their opinion, how can the lowly warriors of the Dragon Kingdom compare to the noble warriors of the Golden Crow Kingdom?

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