It was already evening, and the afterglow of the sunset dragged the shadow of the man blocking Chen Feiyu's car to the elder.

The murderous aura around it seems to be there and there is nothing!

Chen Feiyu opened the car door and walked down. He saw that the other party was a blonde and blue-eyed Westerner, about forties, with a mature and handsome appearance, wearing a straight suit, holding a pair of blue playing cards in his hand, and his strength was only at the level of "mid-level master".

Especially on the backs of his hands, there were dozens of vertical lines faintly. You can tell at a glance that his hands had cracked dozens of times. I think it was caused by practicing for many years, so my hands were absolutely arduous.

He was very strange, and Chen Feiyu was sure that he had never seen him.

"Who are you?" Chen Feiyu asked with his eyebrows raised, and he said it was Chinese. He believed that if the other party did not understand Chinese, he would not come to stop him.

"My name is Joseph Crow, or you can also call my Chinese name - Crow." A Western man smiled and continued in fluent Chinese language with almost no accents: "Let me introduce myself, I am the president of Zexiang Group's Greater China."

"I don't remember having a friendship with you Zexiang Group. What do you want to do with me?" Chen Feiyu vaguely remembers that Zexiang Group is a huge multinational enterprise with very strong assets and can rank first among the top 500 companies in the world.

"I'm here to find you, so of course I'm here to try your quality." Collo's smile became stronger, his aura gradually increased, and he raised his playing cards in his hand: "If you can take over the playing cards in my hand, you have the right to know what I'm looking for you."

"Provoking me is not a wise choice." Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled, turned around and walked into the car: "Pretending to be mysterious will only make me lose interest, and you are too weak to attack me."

"Stop it!" Ke Luo looked annoyed, and his internal strength was circulating in his hand. Dozens of playing cards flew towards Chen Feiyu's back, like a scattering flower in a celestial girl!

With Crow's full strength, the power of each playing card was much stronger than that of a bullet, causing a burst of strong sounds of breaking through the air.

Of course, a mere warrior at the "mid-level master" level cannot pose a threat to Chen Feiyu.

"A little trick of carving insects." Chen Feiyu looked contemptuous, but he didn't see any moves. His sword intent was thrust around him.

In an instant, before dozens of playing cards touched Chen Feiyu, they were shaken by Chen Feiyu's sword intent and flew backwards. Even Ke Luo was injured by Chen Feiyu's sword intent. He groaned, "Dingdengdeng" retreated many steps backwards, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ke Luo was shocked. Such a strong strength, Chen Feiyu was indeed well-known.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu let out a "huh", suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand in the air, and thought to himself. A red card suddenly flew out from the playing cards like a scattered flower in the sky, and flew into Chen Feiyu's hand.

Looking closely, Chen Feiyu saw a red envelope. After opening it, he found that it was an invitation.

It was Collo who hid the invitation in a pile of playing cards to test Chen Feiyu.

"My owner specially ordered me to send an invitation to Mr. Chen, and invited Mr. Chen to go to the direction designated by the invitation twenty days later to compete for the 'angel's tears'." Ke Luo stood up straight, wiped off the blood from his mouth, and spoke a little politely.

Chen Feiyu's eyes flashed, then he looked at Ke Luo and said lightly: "Who is your master and why are you here to invite me?"

"About the issue of the belonging of 'Angelic Tears', we have invited famous and surnamed strong men from all over the world to participate. Mr. Chen is the most dazzling star in the Chinese martial arts world and should be among the invitations. As for my master, you will naturally know when you go overseas in the future." Ke Luo said without missing a word.

"The famous and surnamed strong people all over the world?" Chen Feiyu couldn't help but ask curiously: "Who are there?"

"Many of them are known to Mr. Chen, such as Song Xuan, the leader of the Underworld, Li of the Five Aggregation Sect, and Long Jingyun from the Dragon Family of the Ghost Doctor Sect will also receive invitations in two days. In addition, there are the saint of the Indian Sect in India, the high disciple of Miss Akihara Masako Akihara from Musashi Wanli in Japan, and Zen Master Bakui from Nanyang, and of course, there are many powerful people from the Western Holy See."

When Collow said this, a malicious smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Most of these people seem to have a life-and-death revenge with Mr. Chen. If Mr. Chen goes, he will definitely face the siege. If he accidentally dies in a foreign land. I wonder if Mr. Chen still has the courage to go?"

"You speak Chinese well, and you even know the idiom "Diet to a foreign land." Chen Feiyu sneered, put away the invitation, and said, "You go back and tell your master, I, Chen Feiyu, have accepted the invitation, and let him prepare the 'Angelic Tears' and wait for me to pick it up."

"If you have courage, then I will welcome Mr. Chen overseas and say goodbye." After Collow finished speaking, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he turned around and left.

Obviously, he thought that Chen Feiyu would go overseas and would fall into the trap by himself. At that time, facing the siege of many powerful people, he would definitely be alive!

Chen Feiyu's eyes were sharp, so how could he know that he was underestimated by Ke Luo?

But after all, Collow is just a little person who comes to send invitations, so Chen Feiyu naturally won't bother with him.

After Ke Luo left, Chen Feiyu returned to the car and continued to drive towards the villa in the suburbs while thinking secretly.

"The Underworld, the Long Family, the Western Holy See, and the Indian Cult will go to compete for the 'Angelic Tears'. One Long Jingyun is enough to be enough. Song Xuan of the Underworld will definitely take the successfully refined Macchi to go with him. In addition, Shanghai is the base camp of the Western Holy See. It is said that the Pope is the strongest person in the Western Holy See, and the lowest strength should have reached the "half-step innate" realm.

When faced with so many strong people at that time, how should I take away the 'angel tears' and save my life and return to China smoothly?"

Even though Chen Feiyu has always been smart and witty, he can't help but be in trouble now.

There is no other reason. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is as pale as paper.

What Chen Feiyu has to face when he goes overseas is his absolute strength. No matter how hard Chen Feiyu wants to break his head, he can't think of a suitable countermeasure.

"According to what Ke Luo said, the Five Aggregation Sect is also invited. It seems that I should have a trip to the Five Aggregation Sect. With the help of Sect Master Li and even Dan Tai Yuchen, the chance of seizing the 'Angelic Tears' will be much greater."

When Chen Feiyu thought of this, the pressure in his heart became slightly less.
Chapter completed!