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Chapter 1118 He Must Die!



Chapter 1118 He Must Die!

"I'm not reconciled... I'm not reconciled..."

Upon hearing Qin Zhong's words, Sato Taisho's body suddenly burst forth with power. He struggled violently for a moment, then howled like a hungry ghost from hell: "I, Sato Taisho, believe that my talent and hard work are second to none. Why, why am I to die here? I am not reconciled! I am truly not reconciled!"

As Sato Hiroto continued to roar, his body began to wither and die.

A dozen seconds later, the radiant energy carried by the giant metal pillar extinguished the last trace of life in Sato Hiroto's body, turning him into a dry, cracked piece of charcoal.

At the same time, with two soft sounds, the long sword and short sword in Sato Hiroto's hands fell limply to the ground and then embedded themselves deeply into the ground.

"Heh, this is what they call 'you reap what you sow'..."

Qin Zhong looked at Sato Hiroto's withered body, shook his head, and said calmly, "If you had focused on developing your strength, you might not have suffered such a complete annihilation as you have today. It's a pity that your ambitions were too great, and you actually wanted to completely wipe out the power of the Chinese in the United States. Today's ending is entirely your own fault."

After saying that, Qin Zhong grabbed the two sharp blades, one long and one short, from the ground and was about to play with them for a moment.

But just then, the distant roar suddenly became even more intense, filled with the unique roar of the giant eye after its transformation and the exclamations of the Hongmen members.

Realizing something was amiss, Qin Zhong put the blade in his hand into his spatial ring, then flapped his four wings and flew at an extremely fast speed toward the source of the roar.

At that moment, on another street, two groups of people with yellow skin were facing each other at opposite ends of the street.

On one side were the members of the M Country Hongmen and the special agent group, while on the other side were the still-shaken Japanese and the newly arrived Descendant Alliance reinforcements.

"Damn those Indians, they had to interfere at this crucial moment!"

Looking at the hundreds of strangely dressed Native Americans not far away, Zheng Xianming, the leader of the Hongmen in the United States, took a deep breath and then said to Gong Changzhang, who was covered in blood, "Changzhang, how are you? Are your injuries serious?"

"Fortunately, thanks to Brother Qin's battle pet for saving me, otherwise, I wouldn't just have a few scratches, I would have been disemboweled."

Touching the long scar on his chest, Gong Changzhang said with a solemn expression, "I didn't expect that these Japanese diplomats are so shrewd. They just fell out with the Iron Blood Alliance, and they actually found the Native Americans to help them. No wonder they kept running this way; it turns out they wanted to quickly enter the territory of these Native Americans."

After saying that, Gong Changzhang glanced again at the giant eye that was grabbing a severed human hand and devouring it, shuddered slightly, and shook his head secretly.

Although this guy saved my life, it's hard to feel any affection for him after seeing him eat human flesh raw.

"Master, what do we do now?"

Hearing Gong Changzhang's words, Zheng Xianming nodded, then asked a young man dressed as a priest beside him, "In this situation, should we continue fighting, or retreat and make further plans?"

"Right now, we're in the buffer zone between the Descendant Alliance and the League of Legends, a so-called no-man's-land. While the Descendant Alliance can send people over, they certainly wouldn't dare send too many..."

Upon hearing Zheng Xianming's words, the young man dressed as a priest, who called himself a clerk, shook his head and said calmly, "This time we have truly made enemies with the Japanese. No matter what, we must eliminate them completely today, otherwise, the consequences will be endless!"

……

The priest, who pretends to be young, is named Cao Renming. He is the "priest's advisor" in the Hongmen of the United States. He is not only exceptionally intelligent but also a level 5 evolver with powerful auxiliary superpowers.

If it weren't for his amplification of superpowers, the small number of people from the US Hongmen and the Special Agent Group would have had a real hard time dealing with the combined forces of the Descendants Alliance and the Japanese.

After speaking, he paused for a moment before saying, "Now, we can only wait. According to you, with Brother Qin's combat strength, dealing with Sato Taisho should be no problem. As long as he arrives, our high-end combat power will immediately see a qualitative improvement. At that time, we will have a much better chance of dealing with these Japanese and Native Americans."

"Alright, let's do as the advisor says!"

Zheng Xianming nodded, turned to the hundreds of elite Chinese soldiers behind him, and shouted, "Brothers, we are sworn enemies with these Japanese. So, no matter what, we cannot let a single Japanese escape. Otherwise, once they recover, we will live under the shadow of assassination. So, no matter what, these little Japanese must die today!"

"The Japanese must die!"

"The Japanese must die!"

"The Japanese must die!"

Zheng Xianming's words instantly sparked a series of deafening roars from the Chinese crowd.

Most of these people had relatives or friends who had died in Japanese raids or assassinations. Therefore, for them, whether it was a new grudge or an old one, they could not possibly let these Japanese leave.

"Chinese people! Have you decided to oppose our Descendants Alliance today?!"

Hearing the roars coming from the opposing team, Black Deer, the leader of the Descendant Alliance's operation, slightly changed his expression.

Just as Cao Renming guessed, their Descendants Alliance couldn't send too many people into this buffer zone; otherwise, it would be tantamount to declaring war on the League of Legends of the United States.

Therefore, after an emergency meeting, the leader of the Descendants Alliance could only dispatch the alliance's most elite combat force, the Deer Squad, to support these Japanese.

However, judging from the current balance of power, if they were to actually fight these Chinese, their chances of winning would be only fifty-fifty.

Moreover, even if they won, it would likely be a pyrrhic victory, so as someone who cherishes his Black Deer, he absolutely does not want to start a war now.

"You're wrong. It's not that we want to oppose the Descendants Alliance, but that the Descendants Alliance is forcing us to start a war!"

Hearing the black deer's slightly threatening words, Zheng Xianming scoffed and coldly said in a loud voice, "I think your department cannot be unaware of our feud with the Japanese. Everyone in Phoenix City knows who is right and who is wrong in this matter. Today, we are about to wipe out the Japanese in one fell swoop, but your department insists on interfering. Isn't that a bit unethical?"

"The Japanese are allies of our descendant alliance, and we must protect their safety no matter what."

In response to Zheng Xianming's words, the Black Deer coldly replied, "If you are willing to retreat today, then we can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, do you really think your strength is enough to contend with our Descendants Alliance?"


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