Rebirth of the Evil Life

Buskok is angry!

On his own aircraft carrier fleet, he fell into a dog gnawing mud, how can he not be angry!

"Hi, Lieutenant General Buskok!" A voice that made Buskok extremely angry, but furious, sounded in his ears.

"Lin Feng! You bastard! How could it be you!" Lieutenant General Buskok was angrily.

"How could it be me?" Lin Fengmiao muttered to himself, "Who is the **** scolding?"

"Asshole scold...FUCK! Lin Feng, why did you come here!" Lieutenant General Buskok was almost caught, his teeth itching in anger.

For Lin Feng this bastard, he hates that the roots of his teeth are itchy. No, almost, he fell into his trap again.

"I said, I came to visit Lieutenant General Buskok, but you refused to be thousands of miles away and ordered to shoot. What do you think I can do? I had to fly over by myself! But unfortunately, I landed. I’m not stable, so I’m sorry! Of course, all this is to blame, Lieutenant General, you, if it weren’t for you to make things difficult for me, then we should have been sitting together drinking coffee and watching the sunset!" Lin Feng said Blame your expression.

Lieutenant General Buskok was really going to be dizzy. Are you obedient, or mentally retarded? If you make it clear that you don't want to see you, you still have to come over!

"Lin Feng, I don't care what you want to do or what you want to do. In short, as long as you are not excessive, or there is no result above, I will not care about you. Isn't this the result you want! Now I My attitude tells you, you can go!" Lieutenant General Buskok didn't look good at all.

Anyone who has been scammed for many years of annual salary will not have a good face. Especially, the more he pondered, the more he felt that that night was tricky. Because even if he is drunk, he shouldn't have any memory. But now, the memory left in his mind is very vague, and it feels like fragments. He felt like he was in the game.

Of course, he didn't have any evidence, and the circumstances passed, he couldn't say anything. But for Lin Feng, he doesn't have any good temper.

"Lieutenant General Buskok, if that's the case, then I'm taking the liberty. Then please send me over!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"How do you come here?" Lieutenant General Buskok snorted.

But thinking of Lin Feng's weird ejection just now, Lieutenant General Buskok grunted.

"Come here, send Lin Feng back!" Lieutenant General Buskok looked unhappy, "Also, in the future, if you come here again, I will order someone to shoot! This is the US Pacific Seventh Fleet, but it's not. Your "Fengshen Fleet" can't help but come and go like this!"

Lin Feng smiled, did not continue to quarrel with Lieutenant General Buskok, but returned by boat.

"Okay, Zheng Zha, go, go to Manila!" Lin Feng ordered, "It seems that this time, we will be more smoothly!"

As long as the US Pacific Seventh Fleet does not care, Lin Feng will go well.

"Boss, why don't they intervene? Logically speaking, this is not American style!" Zheng Zha looked suspicious.

Americans are domineering. This is the consensus of people all over the world. To what extent the American is overbearing, that's what he wants to manage, and it's useless if you refuse. As soon as his soldiers arrived, everything became an obligation and responsibility of the United States. Moreover, in public opinion, the United States can represent the United Nations and justice.

But this time? Lin Feng's actions absolutely belonged to the ‘evil’ side. But the United States has been very vague so far, which is not normal!

"This is indeed abnormal. I think maybe they have something else to do!" Lin Feng's expression was extremely relaxed.

Regarding the attitude of the United States, Lin Feng still knows a little bit about the attitude of the U.S. Congress because of Donald's presence. On the Congress side, it is a semi-indulgent attitude towards oneself. And what is their purpose? Donald is also not quite sure. Although he has surrendered, he is Lin Feng's father-in-law after all, so the above is not at ease with him.

There are many things in the Seven Great Families that don't let Donald know. As President Donald, all he can know is still what the president should know. What he shouldn't know, he still doesn't know.

Speaking of it, the President of the United States is the most powerful person in the world, but he is not the person who knows the most secrets on this planet. Moreover, the so-called maximum right is only the biggest right granted to him by policy.

But Lin Feng concluded that privately, the seven big families should still be calculating their own'dead light technology'. This is the key core technology that really changes everything.

Once the dead light technology is released, it can be said that nuclear weapons will be thoroughly watered down and even withdrawn from the stage of history. Today's nuclear weapons are fired through ballistic missile technology. Ballistic missiles will penetrate the atmosphere and fly in near space. In this area, if hit by the ‘dead light’, nuclear weapons will cause minimal harm to the earth.

As for conventional weapons, in the face of the ‘dead light’, they are also at the stage of complete suppression. No matter who has mastered the ‘dead light’, then he will have the right to speak in this world, the true right to speak.

Once the seven families are in control, they can rebuild a new country with the seven families as the core. Now they are just using economic weapons to control the world. But this kind of weapon will always encounter some accidents. For example, dictatorship tyrants such as Hitler, new challengers such as Lin Feng.

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And with the ‘dead light’, they can truly have the absolute right to speak. Economic weapons are conventional weapons, and the "dead light" is a strategic weapon, both of which can truly rule the world.

However, this should be only one of them. There should be other calculations. If it was just for the ‘dead light’, Lin Feng did not think that the Seven Great Families would condone himself to engage in trouble in the South China Sea. They should still have a strategy.

As for what their plan is, Lin Feng doesn't know at present. Of course, Lin Feng didn't need to know. For Lin Feng, his own strength is the best way to resist the enemy's conspiracy and tricks.

On the South China Sea side, Lin Feng must solve it. This is not only for the country to solve problems, for the South China Sea fishermen, but also for the whole world to know that the Chinese should not be deceived.

In this situation, there was no improvement in the establishment of the money empire due to the rise of Lin Feng. At most, it is just to let the outside world know that the Chinese are rich and are "fat sheep". As for the respect for the Chinese, honestly speaking, it has not improved much. At least, on the whole, there is not much improvement.

The world's first-class people are white; the world's second-class people are Japanese; the world's third-class people are black; the world's fourth-class people are yellow-skinned people. Among the world’s four classes, the Chinese are still inferior, lower than the Koreans.

How can this situation be changed? Money cannot be changed! Lin Feng's perception over the years is that money cannot change the world's perception. Only force, or fist, can change!

Therefore, this time, Lin Feng can be regarded as borrowing from the question.

Soon, Lin Feng arrived in Manila.

"What? Lin Feng has arrived in Manila! Bastard! What about the Americans! Where did they die?" Aquino III screamed in the presidential palace.

But the Americans couldn't get in touch. At the critical moment, the US Pacific Seventh Fleet was unable to contact. This made Aquino III extremely depressed and extremely angry. These **** Americans, **** plus three levels! Let him face Lin Feng, how to face it?

"President, Lin Feng sent a message asking you to go to the aircraft carrier. If you don't go, he will be rude to you!" After receiving the message from Lin Feng, the staff hurried over to convey it.

"What! He's a bastard! Actually want me to go!" Aquino III trembled in anger. But this shivering, whether it is angry or scared, is unknown.

"Moreover, he only gave it five minutes. Within five minutes, he can't see the helicopter lift off from the presidential palace, he will hit the presidential palace at a specific point!" The staff carefully observed the face of Aquino III and said, "Also, He, he, he..."

"What else did he say!" Aquino III shouted angrily.

"He also said that he will announce all the evidence of your crimes to the President! He said that you will announce your bank account number, the funds in it, and the number of lovers you have raised!" The staff member shuddered.

"Bang~" With a heavy and muffled sound, Aquino III wailed to the limit, and he was anxious and wanted to kick the table over.

Isn't it all like this on TV and movies? Annoyed, he kicked the table over with one kick. But the president's desk, which is made of high-quality mahogany, is extremely heavy. Can you kick it over?

Even if you change into the legendary "Tang Long", the invincible black fist, you can't kick it over.

As for Aquino III, it is even more impossible. The only consequence of his foot is a cracked toe. The whole person's sweat was dripping down, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Call a doctor!" Aquino III clutched his toes, his face trembling.

"But what about Lin Feng?" The staff looked nervous.

Aquino III's face turned paler.

"Tell him, I was injured and can't get through now!" Aquino III gritted his teeth, enduring the pain.

The staff passed by, but returned soon.

"Lin Feng said he didn't believe it. Let you take pictures!" The staff looked at the painful and flushed Aquino III. "Lin Feng also said, let you take off your shoes and take pictures."

Bastard! Aquino III almost couldn't hold it back, and kicked over again. Is there such a bastard! Is there any sympathy?

At this time, the doctor came over. Seeing Aquino III like this, he immediately let him sit down, cut his leather shoes, and cut off his socks, revealing the swollen toes like steamed buns and **** toes.

The doctor was also looking at the air-conditioning. How hate it is to kick the table so hard.

"Um, President, shall I take pictures?" the staff asked in a low voice. (To be continued.)