(I want to hear more of your voice and receive more of your suggestions. Now, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" and follow it to give "The Great Villain There is Spring" more support!) "The Great Japanese Empire?" Wu Chen smiled, "I don't look at what kind of bird you are now. Great earthquakes, nuclear radiation, economic crisis... In addition to selling toilet seats, doing military exercises with the United States, showing off your father is still there, what else can I do? Sony, Nissan, Panasonic, Toyota... The once glorious Japanese brand was fucked by an Alibaba and the forty thieves. Is this a ghost, a beast troll, and a traitor 41 people? Alas - the most important thing is that Alibaba is completely unfair."

"Haha..." The strong man laughed instead of anger, "Then let's compare the young people from the Central Empire who are the final winners."

"I'll do it!" Lola raised her gun and stepped forward, but was blocked by Wu Chen.

"Lola, this is a personal grudge."

"Oh, be careful." Lola, who lived in Japan, obviously also knew that history.

Accompanied by heavy breathing, Amon Rokshas's blue-gray chest bulged. The accumulated muscles actually stretched out steel wire-like terrifying tendons under the skin. The neck was swollen like a blow-blowing jack and pushed up the spine in one piece. Downward along the center of the shiny bald head, and ferocious bone spurs were constantly emerging from the back!

"Gene alienated life forms were detected!" Ignoring N9's loud warning in his ears, Wu Chen tightened his body and resolutely raised his long sword to the monster that was spraying blood mist and growing!

"Come on!" With a roar, Wu Chen slashed out with a heavy knife towards the whistling claws!

Bang!

Mars burst, and although the Taidao failed to cut off the monster's wrist, it also interrupted his claw strike!

The figure that was pounced forward suddenly paused, and the left hand knife was already inserted into the chest!

The monster roared angrily and soared into the sky. It hit the dome like a shell, and then turned over and fell!

The north wind above his head was pressing down, and Wu Chen kicked his legs and shot out! He jumped out several steps, turned his heels, and slashed horizontally!

Nuclear energy drives high-strength fiber tendons, dragging the long knife and thunder!

puff!

The blood splattered, and the sharp blade cuts through half of the waist and abdomen, and slashes hard on the spine.

Mars exploded, and although the hard bones blocked the Crazy Sword, the huge force that broke through the body still smashed the monster that had not even fallen to the ground.

"Ao--" The gene beast curled up in the corner, tearing the claws to pieces on the floor and wailed. Blood in the organs was squirting from the terrifying wound between the waist and abdomen, leaving a hideous radial blood mark on the ground!

"It's worthy of being Eidman alloy!" N9 was full of joy.

The tritium battery box behind it was red and hot, constantly husking with high frequency tremors. The LCD panel on the helmet coating was bright and dark, and all kinds of data were jumping like crazy... Wu Chen, who was maintaining the chopping shape, did not dare to move lightly at all! He was afraid that one accidentally caused an overload and burst the cylinder and burned himself into slag!

On the other hand, the genetic beast's alienated body has quickly shriveled, and is using energy throughout the body as much as possible to repair the trauma. The consciousness gradually recovered in the breath of blood, and the dim demonic eyes disappeared from the arrogance that had previously looked at all. They just stared at Wu Chen's blood-stained blade, and didn't know what they were thinking.

Waiting for the energy output to stabilize, Wu Chen slowly stood up. Facing the complicated gaze of Amenroshasha, Wu Chen swung his knife to remove the remaining blood, pointed to the World War II military uniform on his body and said coldly: "For thousands of years, you have parasitized on our civilization like blood-sucking leeches, greedily absorbed knowledge and nutrition. He thought that he had learned everything, and not only resolutely discarded the anemia-debilitated host, but even tried to swallow the host's last dead bones... But look at it, do you still think that you and the civilization you pieced together randomly are superior to?"

"I was defeated by the great Japanese Empire. What does it have to do with you, the lower Chinese!" Amon Rakshasa was still stubborn.

"I'm too lazy to fight with you." Wu Chen pointed to the blood-stained Japanese military uniform and curled his lips disdainfully, "Do you know what's wrong with you?"

"We are the noblest Yamato nation in East Asia! Bathed in the sunshine, always standing in the high clouds..."

Wu Chen rolled his eyes and walked towards the depths of the darkness.

Seeing the three of them crossing themselves and walking further and further away, Yamen Rakshasa, holding the trauma, clenched his fists desperately and asked in a low voice: "What's the difference?"

"I'll just say the same." Wu Chen gently raised a finger and "shoulder."

"Steer?" The two words "Playing in a row?" were completely unexpected, and Yamen Rokshasa was stunned.

"Well, take the team." Picking up the important prop marked with N9 from a broken corpse, Wu Chen handed it to Jill Valentian, who was holding back his sadness.

"Wu, can that monster kill you?" Jill shook his tears hard and gritted his teeth. Although he knew that saving the world was more important, Jill was not willing to accept it.

"The bones are too hard, and my knife can't cut." Wu Chen shook his head. But he told Jill with his eyes that this was definitely not the final result.

"What is the point of taking a team?" Wu Chen began to help Jill Valentian move the remains of his comrades, and the puzzled Amon Rokshasa asked a rough question.

"Surviving is to take the team." Wu Chen chuckled, "It's just choosing a side station."

"Bageyalu! What kind of profound civilization will this be!"

"Side your team is a big question..." Wu Chenxiao said in the tone of the news broadcast on his serious tongue: "I won't talk about anything else, just talk about the two world wars. We both stood on the side of the winners, and you are only half and half of the right or wrong. The success rate of our team is 100%, and you are 50%. Maybe these 50% are all fooled."

Seeing Amon Rakshasa who seemed to understand the profound meaning, he lowered his head and thought, cut open the closed gate, and the last one to enter the sewer, Wu Chen, said again: "I stood in the wrong team. No matter how hard I struggled, I was still a loser. Look at you, sprinkling money everywhere, bowing all over the world, worshiping ghosts and revising books, and have been working hard for so many years, have you been whitewashed? 70 years have arrived, and the whole world is commemorating me. Ask you Prime Minister for coming or not?"

Carrying a few corpses, Wu Chen walked silently at the end of the team. He is worthy of being a tried and tested elite warrior. Jill Valentian, who has survived the sadness, is quickly fiddling with the key props in his hand. This hammer-shaped high-tech prop can actually receive signals from the outside world underground on the 99th floor, which makes Wu Chen look forward to it.

"Master, this laser receiver is trying to link satellites far away in outer space." N9 quickly concluded, "If you guessed correctly, it should be an orbital gun."

"No wonder it's called Thunder Hammer." Wu Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

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At the same time, Kiryu Ichima and Yuda Ryuji who rushed to the top of the Millennium Tower finally met their last enemy.

Staring at the familiar carp tattoo behind the man in the cultivation jar, the two of them said in unison: "Jinshan Chang!"

How is that possible? Isn’t it dead?

"That's right, the leader of the Dongcheng Hui Jinshan Group, who shone with 10 billion in the night sky a year ago!" Kenta Suzuki's voice suddenly rang out of the corner.

"Come out!" The dragon of Kansai roared angrily.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if I can't come out, the key is... he is going to come out."

As if in response to the owner's call, the thick culture pot suddenly exploded with a slender and ferocious crack.

With a long breath and a sudden rising heartbeat, the man in the cultivation tank slowly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!