"Kim Soo Jeong is dead!"

"Stilwell is dead!"

"A squad of Army A is destroyed!"

"A U.S. Army mobile team is destroyed!"

Two hours later, in a western-style castle in Nanhan, Mrs. Wen stood in front of the large screen in the study, watching the present Taixiang Yokota shouting:

"Taixiang Yokota, is this your suppression plan for me? This is your plan to get rid of Ye Tianlong?"

"Ye Tianlong is not dead, my sister and Stilwell are all dead."

"More than 80 elites, as well as my good friendship with Mi Jun, are all over."

She pointed her finger on the screen and shouted, "You are worthy of me? Are you worthy of me?"

Originally expected Ye Tianlong to tie his hands, but he didn't know that he had nothing to do, and he killed more than 80 people. What is even more angry is that he is a legitimate defense.

She can only find Yokota to vent.

Taixiang Yokota's face was humble, and his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye like the grandson of a tortoise. He obviously knew what had happened in Wangbei Garden, and his face was sad:

"Mrs. Wen, I deeply regret and apologize for the deaths of Miss King and Stilwell."

He put himself in a humble place: "I am still willing to spend a billion to compensate you, compensate them, and compensate the dead."

"Is this a matter of money?"

Mrs. Wen's pretty face became angry: "This is a matter of more than 80 lives, it is my sister and Stilwell."

"Do you know what it means for them to die? It means that I have to give a lot of things to appease the Mi Army and to comfort my parents."

"It also means that my contacts in the Mi Army have been severely damaged, and it will be difficult to mobilize the Mi Army like Stilwell in the future."

"It means that my face was beaten severely by Ye Tianlong again."

Mrs. Wen is aggressive: "Can these things be made up for a billion? I'm sorry, can they make up?"

Taixiang Yokota continued to pretend to be his grandson: "Madam, I'm sorry, I am radicalized, I am reckless, and ignore Ye Tianlong's brutality."

"I thought that Ye Tianlong would be jealous of the Mi Army, so there was a scene of the missing soldier, and I borrowed the hand of the Mi Army to stab Ye Tianlong severely."

"Unexpectedly, Ye Tianlong would not even look at the world overlord..."

Taishang Yokota's heartbroken posture: "That's the overlord of the world..."

Mrs. Wen's anger was cut by two points. Like Yokota Taixiang at the time, she felt that Ye Tianlong did not dare to offend the resident Mi Army.

After all, people's strength lies there.

This is also the reason why she asked her younger sister to witness Ye Tianlong's abuse. If she didn't have 200% confidence in the Mi Jun, she wouldn't let her younger sister take risks.

"Madam, the main fault in this matter is mine."

Taishang Yokota caught Mrs. Wen's silence and struck the iron while it was hot to confess: "I underestimated Ye Tianlong's ferocity."

"I will definitely make up for you and the Jin family in the future, so that your losses will be doubled and recovered."

"I just hope you and I can be one mind now."

Taishang Yokota's conversation turned: "Things have already happened, and people can't be resurrected after death. It doesn't make much sense for us to struggle between right and wrong."

"If a shot explodes me, it can resurrect Miss Jin and the others, Yokota Taishang is willing to change his head."

"But even if you kill me, you can't change the facts."

He added the last sentence: "Our top priority is to think about how to get revenge."

"Vengeance? How to revenge?"

Mrs. Wen recovered her composure and snorted noncommitantly, "Send someone to deal with Ye Tianlong? Will you take someone, or should I take someone?"

"A hundred guns, as well as howitzers and machine guns. Ye Tianlong can't be killed at full fire. How many people and how many guns do you think this revenge?"

There was a joke at the corner of her mouth: "Ye Tianlong said, whoever dares to provoke him again, he will destroy his family."

"Although I want to cut Ye Tianlong a thousand swords, I have to say that he is a perverted demon. I will not easily risk myself and Wen Jia."

Mrs. Wen seemed to see through the mind of Taishang Yokota: "If you want revenge, you bring the Toyo agent over, and I will give you a safe passage, how about?"

Taixiang Yokota was not angry, but still smiled softly: "Madam, I know what you mean, and I also know Ye Tianlong is amazing."

"Before we are completely sure, we really don't want to provoke Ye Tianlong, so as not to bring disaster to ourselves."

"It doesn't mean that we can't think about plans in advance. Now that we have formulated the killings, we can throw them out one by one when necessary."

"For us, no matter how strong Ye Tianlong is, we have to seek justice at all costs."

Yokota's voice sank: "We are all dignified people, proud people, slapped faces, and dead people. We must double back."

Mrs. Wen was taken aback for a while and was silent for a long time. She squeezed out: "What do you want?"

Yokota smiled and said, "Ye Tianlong is so cruel, we are inconvenient to come forward, and we can't act rashly, but we have a knife to use."

Mrs. Wen can get through at one point: "Members stationed?"

"In the Wangbei Garden battle, a dozen people died in the Jin family, and Stilwell and the others killed 80 people."

Yokota Taisang looked scheming: "This battle, the most sorrowful thing is not you and me, but Mi Jun."

"Madam can contact them and invite them to participate in our Changbai Project."

His tone was gloomy: "I don't think they will reject this good plan..."

An hour later, Mrs. Wen's motorcade came to her family's home, Jin's Garden. The entire garden was covered with white cloth and black curtains, and many wreaths were sent in.

In the park, the sound of rain, wind, and crying beat Mrs. Wen's heart like a hammer.

Very uncomfortable.

Mrs. Wen got out of the car, but she gave her sister a stick of incense in the hall, she shed a few lines of tears, and then walked to the backyard with ease.

Not long after, Mrs. Wen came to a deep yard and walked through the corridor to the hall, her vision quickly locked on an old man lying on a bench.

The gray-clothed old man is nearly ninety years old. He does not have a single hair on his head. His figure is as thin as a piece of dead wood, and his eyes are extremely cloudy.

Although the gray-clothed old man had his chest rising and falling, he already had a dying breath.

It’s just that Mrs. Wen didn’t dare to offend and whispered: "Dad—"

"Xiuzhen was killed by Ye Tianlong?"

The gray-clothed old man did not respond. He did not even open his eyes. He just spit out a sentence from his dry lips: "Is he also interrupting Zitao's hands and feet?"

His voice was as soft as the wind passing through a gap in the door, and he couldn't hear it without listening carefully, but it carried an inviolable majesty.

Mrs. Wen replied honestly: "It's him!"

A murderous aura rose instantly from the study, the eyes of the old man in gray opened invisibly, and the whole room seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

The old man squeezed out another sentence: "You can't kill him?"

Mrs. Wen responded in a low voice: "He is too powerful. I have limited power and I am not sure to kill him."

"when!"

The old man raised his left hand, and a metal gadget fell on the table:

"Go, take the White Tiger Order, adjust the artillery camp, and kill him..."