My Grandpa Is A Super Godly Tyrant

Lin Fei had noticed Okamoto and Ono Kumuma a long time ago.    

Therefore, he had already put on his clothes and sat on a chair, eating his breakfast calmly.    

"Come in!" Lin Fei took a bite of the burger and drank a mouthful of milk. Then he said lightly.    

Bang!    

Outside the room.    

Okamoto shattered the door with a kick.    

After that, Okamoto and Ono Kumuma walked in.    

"Lin Fei, we meet again." Okamoto walked in front of Lin Fei and smiled playfully.    

However.    

The next moment.    

Okamoto suddenly withdrew the smile on his face and ordered, "Lin Fei, now, I order you to personally write down the words' I am Eastern Asia Sick Man '."    

On the side, Ono Kumuma raised his head and crossed his arms in front of his chest, saying nothing.    

In Ono Kumuma's opinion, an expert should be like him, with few words.    

Okamoto's words made Lin Fei's face turn cold.    

Lin Fei hated Okamoto for saying that Chinese was a sick man in Eastern Asia.    

However, very soon, Lin Fei's face returned to normal. He ignored Okamoto. He picked up the hamburger and ate it again.    

To be honest, he had just prepared breakfast and was not full yet.    

"Not bad. This hamburger tastes really good." Lin Fei nodded and commented to himself.    

He treated Okamoto and Ono Kumuma as air.    

The sound of his voice faded.    

Lin Fei picked up another glass of milk and drank it calmly.    

He drank it so earnestly as if there was no one beside him.    

"Lin Fei, I asked you to write down the words' I am a sick man in East Asia 'with your own hands. Are you deaf?" Okamoto was furious.    

Ono Kumuma, who was beside him, had a calm expression on his face from beginning to end.    

Ono Kumuma was neither angry nor angry.    

An ant was not qualified to make him feel emotional.    

In his eyes, Lin Fei was just like an ant.    

No matter how arrogant Lin Fei was, he did not show any emotional fluctuations.    

What Lin Fei did just now was no different from a clown's behavior.    

"The taste of milk is also not bad." Lin Fei still ignored Okamoto.    

"Lin Fei, you..." Okamoto was ready to curse at Lin Fei.    

However.    

Before he could finish his sentence, Ono Kumuma interrupted him.    

"Gangben, there is no need for you to be angry with a sick man from East Asia who is eating his last breakfast. If you are angry, it will only lower your status." Ono Kumuma's voice sounded emotionless.    

"Little Ye Jun, you are right to teach him a lesson." Okamoto nodded.    

He thought what Ono Kumuma said made sense.    

Today's breakfast was indeed Lin Fei's last breakfast.    

After this meal, Lin Fei was going to meet the King of Hell.    

"Lin Saang, I am a ninja from Japan. Today, I am here to kill you. If you want to die a happy death, do as I say."    

At this time, Ono Kumuma finally spoke to Lin Fei.    

He hoped that Lin Fei could write down the words' I am a sick man from Eastern Asia 'with his own hands.    

Otherwise, he would use the steel knife in his hand to cut off Lin Fei's hand, arm, and other parts of Lin Fei's body.    

"There are too few hamburgers." Lin Fei swallowed the hamburger in his hand without looking at Ono Kumuma.