"If you're so damn amazing, why don't you go fly a rocket?" Lu Dazhi shouted at Jiang Ying, his face twisted with fury.
"You really are ignorant. Look up the astronauts who flew Shenzhou 10 into space before you say that!"
"Hello, Mr. Jiang Ying. The Secretary-General of the United Nations has sent me with an invitation, requesting the pleasure of your company at dinner." A refined, well-mannered, middle-aged man in a suit stood before Jiang Ying and respectfully held out the invitation.
"I'm busy!" Jiang Ying downed his champagne and turned to leave.
"Royal Special Forces, move in! Kill him at all costs! I refuse to believe he can take on ten thousand men alone!" When Stephen heard the report from the front line, his face filled with horror. A moment later, he screamed hysterically.
"Are you talking about me?!"
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