After Ye Qiu left, it took more than ten minutes for the genetic warriors from the Philippines and other countries to come to their senses one by one.

Hiss...

Recalling the scene of being sent flying by Ye Qiu with one punch, Crazy Python was still shaken, gasping for breath, and then took out a special communicator to contact the high-level officials in the Philippines.

"Report! I've just received sudden news; the Huaxia Demon King will lead a team to participate in the Vietnam military competition, so we need... need to change our original plan."

While Crazy Python was reporting, the captains from other countries also used their own methods to report the situation to their respective high-level officials.

The Demon King personally leading a team in the military competition, how could people like them possibly stand a chance?

However, even if they came up with a new plan, could they really deal with the Demon King Ye Qiu?

It still seems impossible...

After all, this Vietnam military competition is crucial for the research data on genetic potions, which are extremely important for every country.

For such an important competition, how could the experts sent by those countries hold back their strength?

The people present here couldn't handle Ye Qiu, so naturally, no one else had any chance!

Two hours later.

Meng Cai's headquarters.

In the luxurious hall, a middle-aged man knelt on the ground, fearfully looking at Meng Cai, thinking for a while before tremblingly speaking, "Report, report General, something really happened now.

Ruan Qiang was killed by that person with the surname Ye, and the genetic warriors from the Philippines and those countries were no match for him, all beaten to their knees, not daring to resist at all."

"And then... and then..." The middle-aged man was even more terrified, stammering, not daring to tell the truth.

"And then what? If you don't say, I'll kill you now!" Meng Cai roared sharply!

The middle-aged man trembled violently twice, and with a tearful face said, "And then, that person told me to tell you to wash your neck clean, wait for him to come over and kill you..."

"Actually, actually that's not the key point. The key point is, I heard those genetic warriors say that the person with the surname Ye is named Ye Qiu. He seems to be the Huaxia Demon King, Huaxia's Military God, and seems particularly terrifying."

"What?" Hearing the contents of the middle-aged man's report, Meng Cai's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot!

In his heart, a raging inferno of fury ignited!

Damned!

Absolutely damned!

To actually tell him to wash his neck clean and wait for the man to come and kill him?

After mixing in Vietnam for so long, that person named Ye Qiu is definitely the first to speak to him in this way!

If this got out, how would he have the face to continue in his position?

Bang!

The more Meng Cai thought, the angrier he got, almost exploding with rage, about to lose his mind, he suddenly lifted his leg and kicked the middle-aged man strenuously away.

Ye Qiu's words made him wish to chop the other party into pieces, flay him alive!

However, considering Ye Qiu's strength gave him an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

The genetic warriors from the Philippines and those countries were no match for Ye Qiu at all; how could his men deal with Ye Qiu?

The Huaxia Demon King, the terrifying strength is not just something talked about casually!

This situation made Meng Cai tremble all over, his eyes turning blood-red, utterly mad.

A few seconds later, he suddenly raised his head, looking at the middle-aged man he had kicked to the door, maliciously saying, "Go, get me some prisoners, I only want women and children!"

"Yes, I'm going right away!" How could the middle-aged man dare to argue, hastily getting up and scrambling away.

In less than three minutes, a dozen prisoners were brought over.

At this time, a gleaming machete had appeared in Meng Cai's hand.

In his eyes, endless fury and murderous intent were surging!

His entire face distorted to the extreme, looking extremely ferocious!

Seeing Meng Cai like this, the women and children who were brought over were all scared to death.

"No, please don't!"

"I beg you, please don't kill us!"

"I, I don't want to die!"

For a while, the entire hall was filled with piercing wails, and all the prisoners were in utter despair.

"Hehe!" However, hearing the cries of those women and children, a colder smile appeared at the corner of Meng Cai's mouth. He then pointed at a woman who looked only around forty or fifty years old, and said to his son Chamo, "Bring her over to me."

Chamo nodded slightly and immediately went over, grabbing the chosen woman by the hair and dragging her out.

"No, don't!"

"Boo-hoo..."

The woman cried and screamed in horror, yet it was of no use.

The only response was the gleaming machete in Meng Cai's hand!

Accompanied by the woman's desperate cries, with a swoosh, Meng Cai's machete swung out directly.

Then...

Splat!

Blood splattered; the sharp machete directly cut off the woman's arm, dropping it to the ground.

Immediately, the woman fell to the ground, convulsing, her cries even more pitiful.

It still had no use at all.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

In Meng Cai's eyes, there wasn't a trace of compassion. The machete in his hand swung repeatedly, one slash after another, while he kept cursing, "Damn, Ye Qiu! Damn Ye Qiu! I'll chop you to death!"

"Ye Qiu, daring to provoke me like this, it won't be long before I make you die more miserably than this stupid woman!"

"I'll chop off your limbs piece by piece and turn you into minced meat!"

Meng Cai was simply a ruthless killing machine, slashing again and again; in less than half a minute, the woman was completely unrecognizable after being hacked.

Clearly, he was venting the rage in his heart out of sheer madness.

He took out the frustration on those poor captives, treating them as if they were Ye Qiu, brutally ravaging them!

Killing, brutal killing, for him, was just another routine act!

After the woman died, then...

Meng Cai selected another child and cruelly struck.

Blood splattered, and it wasn't long before the entire floor of the hall was stained red with bright blood.

The desperate cries of the prisoners only made him feel exhilarated, causing him to strike even more ruthlessly!

After about ten minutes had passed, Meng Cai stopped after having killed nearly twenty prisoners, tossing away the machete in his hand.

At this time, Chamo took a deep breath, walked over quickly, lowered his head, and spoke softly, "Dad, don't be so angry. Don't forget, those genetic warriors before were from small countries; it's normal for them to be weak."

"They can't defeat Ye Qiu, but that doesn't mean others can't; for instance, the genetic warriors from the UK, US, Japan can definitely kill Ye Qiu. Being the Demon King doesn't mean invincibility, right?"

"Of course that isn't the case; now every country has researched genetic potions, the era has changed. As long as we can get the UK, US, Japan's genetic warriors to deal with Ye Qiu, even the Demon King will die!"

"The genetic warriors of the UK, US, Japan?" Meng Cai thought for a moment, then a cruel smile appeared on his lips, and he said gloomily, "Then let's try it. They'll arrive in Vietnam tomorrow, and you'll personally go receive them, and you'll handle the upcoming affairs!"

"No matter what, you have to kill Ye Qiu!" Meng Cai said through gritted teeth, word by word.

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