Ye Chenfeng's lips curled into a cold smile: "It's not 60 billion, it's 2,200 billion!"
Upon hearing this, Mike McDonald took a deep breath: "Mr. Ye, it seems you've set your mind on opposing my Louis Family?"
Ye Chenfeng's smile deepened, shining brightly.
"There's a saying in the Divine Land, isn't there? 'There's a path to heaven, but you don't take it; there's no door to hell, and yet you insist on barging in!' I don't want to see him again!"
At an order from Mike McDonald.
Suddenly, two elders in black robes appeared out of thin air.
"Two King Level (Celestial) masters? No matter what, the Forbidden God King must die this time, right?"
Someone had specifically investigated, and Ye Chenfeng's strength before being hit by the Nano Warhead was stronger than the Saint Level but definitely below King Level.
Now that two King Levels were taking action, Ye Chenfeng was certain to die.
Mike McDonald already knew the result and turned to leave.
