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China, Phoenix International Airport.

Duke Taylor got off the plane.

He was dressed very fashionably and looked to be in his twenties. Most people would have thought that he was over two hundred and fifty years old and the ancestor of the Holt family, one of the eight major families of the vampire family.

"Hua Guo... I haven't been here for a long time."

Duke Taylor had a look of memory on his face.

The last time he came to China, Xiangcheng had not returned. Earlier, during the war, he and the British army came and took away many good things from China.

These include some martial arts techniques.

The reason why he didn't come later was not because he was afraid of the martial arts community in China, but because the vampires didn't want Hua to completely expose their vampires.

"Didi!"

Duke Taylor's cell phone soon rang.

"Harris, you called me right after I got off the plane. Is there something wrong?"

Duke Taylor answered the phone and asked.

Harris quickly said: "Ancestor, Luo Binning conducted a live broadcast. Our plan to threaten her with ordinary people may not work. In addition...the old patriarch is dead."

Duke Taylor's expression changed slightly.

"How did you die?"

Although the old patriarch An Lunsi is not as strong as him, he is also a master of martial arts, so he is not that easy to die.

Harris said in a deep voice: "The old patriarch approached Luo Binning's villa, was trapped by the formation, and was shot by a machine gun."

"Ancestor, I will send you the live video first. We will chat after you watch it."

Five minutes later, Duke Taylor finished watching the video, and Harris called again: "Ancestor, the US military issued a statement saying that it was our Holt family who did it."

Duke Taylor frowned.

The United States is now the largest military power. If it had the support of the United States, their pressure would be much lower. In order not to be implicated, the United States actually sold them out.

"Ancestor, do we want to compensate 100 million US dollars? If we don't compensate, Grandmaster Lin will definitely come to our Huote family if he wins, and we will be in big trouble."

Harris asked.

Duke Taylor pondered, Allens was dead, he went to Luo Bingning's villa, and there were other things that could be blamed on him.

Even if Grandmaster Lin didn't believe it, their pressure would be less.

"Ancestor, how about we pay compensation first?"

"If Grandmaster Lin dies, we will take back the principal and interest at that time."

Harris suggested.

Duke Taylor said quietly: "You are the patriarch, you decide. Since Allens is dead, there is no need to save him. I am traveling in China, so don't disturb me anymore."

After speaking, Duke Taylor hung up the phone.

He was also afraid of being bugged.

If something happened to the Holt family, he would try his best to clear up the relationship.

"I wonder if we can catch Lin Tian or Luo Bingning."

Duke Taylor secretly thought.

If he catches Lin Tian or Luo Binning, he may obtain stronger martial arts skills, and his strength will be stronger in the future.

He wasn't that concerned about it before. Grandmaster Lin was a martial arts master, and he was also a martial arts master. Even if Grandmaster Lin was stronger, everyone was at the same level.

It's different now.

Grandmaster Lin in York City showed great strength, and he might have become a great martial arts master.

…

Gradually it was late at night.

York City Coast.

Tojo Hide was drinking coffee to refresh himself. His eyes were bloodshot. He had slept for less than two hours in the past two days.

He originally planned to have a good night's sleep tonight, but every half hour, "Grandmaster Lin" would launch an attack.

Although not many people died each time, there were still hundreds of people. After dark, they had already killed thousands of people.

"General, Mr. Ge is calling."

Someone quickly walked up to Tojo Hidemasa.

Tojo Hidemasa stood up and took the satellite phone.

"Mr. Ge, it's me."

Tojo Hidemasa said in a deep voice.

The voice of Mr. Abe Shinsuke, the elder of Tosakura Kokukaku, came: "Tojo-kun, how many of our warriors have died?"

Tojo Hidemasa twitched the corners of his mouth.

He was a little embarrassed to say it.

"Mr. Ge...Currently, the total number of deaths among our warriors has reached 9,000. However, Lin's internal energy consumption is huge. He now attacks more with guns and ammunition."

"Victory must belong to our Dongying Empire."

Tojo Hidemasa said in a deep voice.

Abe Shinsuke frowned. Luo Binning said only six or seven thousand. It seemed that many people in Dongying Kingdom would die later.

"Tojo-kun, you are only allowed to succeed in this battle, not to fail. I don't care what method you use, you must fight to the bitter end, and you must not be defeated and flee."

"If such a situation arises, military law will be ruthless."

Shinsuke Abe said solemnly, "If more than a thousand people are defeated, we will have to lease the Yokokura base to China for ninety-nine years. This is a great shame for our Tosakura Empire."

The Holt family contacted him secretly, and the Holt family would give him a personal $100 million, with only one request: Tojo Hidemasa and the others must fight to the end with Grandmaster Lin.

This is what Abe Shinsuke originally thought, and he comfortably pocketed the US$100 million in his pocket.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ge, even if we fight to the last man, our warriors from the Dongying Empire will never surrender!"

Tojo Hidemasa assured.

Shinsuke Abe's tone softened a bit: "Tojo-kun, your losses have been great, but the enemy's consumption has also been great. Now is the time to compete with the enemy for consumption."

"In this regard, I believe that our warriors from the Dongying Empire will never embarrass the empire or our ancestors."

"As long as you succeed, no matter how great the loss, all of you will be rewarded by the Empire."

Tojo Hidemasa felt relieved.

"Yes, Mr. Ge."

Shinsuke Abe hung up the phone, and Hidemasa Tojo said in a hoarse voice: "Contact each unit, I want to speak."

It didn't take long for all the ministries in Dongying Kingdom to turn on the radio.

"Imperial warriors, I am Tojo Hidemasa. I just received a call from Mr. Ge. Mr. Ge encouraged us that as long as we can win, we will receive imperial awards when we go back."

"Money, power, status, women, we will all have it when the time comes!"

"It's normal for you to be a little panicked because our losses are huge, but think about it, can old man Lin's consumption be small? He may be even more panicked now."

"Normally, an army with 30% death would collapse long ago. That's what Mr. Lin probably thinks. But what he is facing now is our Dongying Empire!"

"We, the warriors of the Dongying Empire, are not afraid of life and death. Once our ancestors could fly planes into enemy warships!"

"We will prove to our ancestors that we are no worse than them. In front of our Dongying Empire warriors, the grandmaster can be killed, even the great master of martial arts can be killed!"

Tojo Hidemasa’s impassioned voice echoed everywhere.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

In York City and around York City, huge shouts of killing gathered together, and the morale of the Dongying Empire soldiers rose rapidly.

"Haha, that's really good."

Lin Tian heard the broadcast and heard the shouts of killing coming from all directions. He was in a very happy mood.

The morale is good.

He can kill more before the Dongying soldiers turn to defense.

"Today's mission has been completed."

"But you are so excited, I can't help you if I don't kill some more."

Lin Tian murmured in his heart.

A few hours later, Lin Tian killed thousands more heads.

The total number of Dongying Kingdom soldiers’ deaths exceeds 10,000!