"Who are you?"

Li Mochen's eyes were surprised. Even without using the Eye of Titan, he could see that the blonde middle-aged man in front of him was not a weak man. This was a powerful legendary shadow maker, level 3 or level 4, could lurk outside the battlefield and hide it from him to check the sensing.

"Yul Clementine."

The blonde middle-aged man maintained a respectful attitude: "The former instructor of the Mexican Revolutionary Army was also the teacher of Robert Yvonne."

Li Mochen frowned slightly. As far as he knew, the Mexican Revolution ended before World War II.

Mr. Clementine obviously saw his doubts: "Although the Mexican Revolution has long been calm, until the 1980s, many of them survived. Many of them even raised funds through drug trafficking. Robert and I were both one of them."

Li Mochen thought to himself that's what it is. Is this Robert's true birth?

But he was not interested in Robert's past, the Mexican Revolution, and so on, so he quickly brought the conversation back to normal: "But Mr. Clementine, can you tell me the reason? Look, today you suddenly appeared and said you wanted to join me, just because your disciples were working for me?"

At this time, he had passed the stage of being hungry and having to recruit strong people everywhere.

With Robert, as the ace, he will be able to invite some reliable legendary strong men to join him sooner or later as long as he has enough financial resources.

"I have seen your strength. Your Excellency after today is enough to make any legend offer their loyalty, right? Your future is unlimited."

The blonde middle-aged man asked, "If I guess correctly, Mr. Wilton Stein, you should be doubting my origin and loyalty?"

Li Mochen smiled and said nothing.

This man who had been hidden outside the battlefield and had neither helped nor joined the hostile side, must have made him more careful. It may be true that Clementine was Robert Yvonne's teacher, but the teacher and his disciple may not be an enemy, especially in the West.

At least when Robert was in trouble, he did not see this person, nor could he find out the aura of this existence.

Li Mochen did not question this person's character. It is not a big mistake to protect himself in that situation. But beyond this, it cannot be ruled out that there is some connection between this person and the Tomahawk Pirates.

And even if this person is innocent, what purpose did he serve allegiance to him? Is it for money or for others?

"I really can't prove anything. But from the beginning to the end, I didn't try to interfere with the blood sacrifice you hosted, which is enough to prove my kindness. As for the others, I think time can prove everything."

A faint luster appeared in Yul Clementine's eyes: "Is Mr. Wiltonstein's spirit so hard that he can't stand my service?"

"Very sharp words."

Li Mochen laughed in silence: "Actually, it is my honor to join Mr. Clementine. But it is not convenient here. The detailed employment contract and contract terms can be discussed when we return to the Alliance Wings Group?"

Seeing that Clementine had no intention of objection, he began to clean up the battlefield.

Angela was already helping. With her own magical ability, she showed 130 William Jacques and searched him on various ships.

Just five minutes later, Li Mochen had collected thirteen holy weapons - not including Garcia's shield, which was accepted by Anthony; then there were more than 100 magic weapons and magic equipment at level 17 or above, thirty-five space equipment, as well as a large number of medicines, scrolls and other materials, as well as various currencies and precious metals with a total of 700 million gold shields.

Of course, this time the spoils are more than that, but Li Mochen can no longer take those slightly worthless.

At this time, Li Mochen was also worried about how he could drive away the more than 100 ships around him?

This was something he had expected before, but until the war began, he had not thought about how to deal with these ships.

So he also sincerely hoped that Angela could keep those ordinary sailors. As long as someone was there, they could drive the ships.

After careful consideration, Li Mochen first looked at Anthony, who shook his head very simply: "Don't look at me, Amo, my father and I have tried to gain a foothold in the Antolia continent, but they both failed in the end."

So Li Mochen called Michel Medici's satellite phone again, and the latter seemed to know the situation, so he directly offered a price: "I can find someone nearby to deal with it, but I can only give you a price of 30%. If you want to share this, then we have no need to talk about it. You can find someone else, Andre."

30%?

Li Mochen thought to himself that this person was even more stingy than him, but what could he do? He could not find any force that could take over these ships nearby.

The Xuanwu Pirates Group is a pretty good buyer, but Li Mochen doubts whether they have such financial resources.

"Okay, but I have to keep the Tomahawk battleship and two more destroyers."

The combination of the Tomahawk battleship and the Chuchen destroyer is the real naval invincible in this sea area.

As for the other two destroyers, Li Mochen plans to use them as an anti-submarine destroyer of the fleet and make special anti-submarine modifications soon.

Li Mochen even wanted to keep several submarines that were paralyzed under the sea, but he then gave up considering that the submarines were slower and were not suitable for their merchant fleet, so he finally gave up.

"Yes, if you want to keep them, you have to drive away as soon as possible."

After Michelle said this, he turned the topic to Atlanta City: "Andre, are you still going to the Antolia continent?"

"That depends on the situation."

Li Mochen glanced at Hairoul behind him: "If it was a decisive battle, I would have to rush back as soon as possible after I cleaned up the beginning and end."

If the war breaks out in full swing, then Heroul's power is indispensable.

Although Li Mochen had never seen the old man Kang Xiuli, he could feel the care of this "grandfather". The original owner of the body was disdainful of the Wilton Stein family, but he was still very concerned about this close relative of blood.

And even if it is just from the perspective of losing his lips and cold teeth, he cannot sit idly by and watch Kang Xiuli be defeated.

"I'm looking forward to it. But be careful, Philip has many loyal allies."

Michelle smiled and reminded her, then hung up the phone.

Li Mochen shook his head and stuffed the phone into the Qiankun Na Ring. Then he went directly through the space gate of the Magic Tower of the Death Home to return to his flagship "Troya" armed merchant ship.

At this time, Brigadier General Wallace Clayton of the ship's fleet and dozens of ship owners of all sizes were already waiting in the restaurant here.

"Captain Wallace, please dispatch a group of people as soon as possible, go to the battlefield over there to drive the Tomahawk battleship back, and pick two more destroyers in good condition."

Just as Wallace Clayton's eyes were slightly bright and he happily accepted the order, Li Mochen raised the gun in his hand.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two consecutive gunshots were heard, and two blood holes were opened between the eyebrows of the two ship owners on the left. Blood splashed everywhere and splashed on the faces of the people next to him. This made most of the people present pale, and only a few others such as Mr. Luo remained in normal colors.

"Are these two people who took the initiative to contact Tomahawk?
Chapter completed!