Chapter 2707 Rage

"Kim Soo Jung is dead!"

"Stilwell is dead!"

"An Army squad was destroyed!"

"A US military mobile unit was destroyed!"

Two hours later, in a Western-style castle in Nanhan, Mrs. Wen stood in front of the big screen in the study, looking at the displayed Taixiang Yokota and shouting:

"Mr. Yokota, is this your plan to suppress me? Is this your plan to get rid of Ye Tianlong?"

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

"More than eighty elites, as well as my good friendship with the American army, were all destroyed."

She pointed her finger at the screen and yelled: "Are you worthy of me? Are you worthy of me?"

Ye Tianlong was originally expected to be tied up, but he didn't know anything, and he killed more than 80 people. What's even more annoying is that he was acting in self-defense.

She could only vent to Yokota.

Prime Minister Yokota had a humble face, looking down like a turtle grandson. He obviously knew what happened in Wangbei Garden, and his face showed pain:

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

He put himself in a humble position: "I am also willing to spend one billion to compensate you, compensate them, and compensate the dead people."

"Is this about money?"

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

"Do you know what it means when they die? It means that I have to pay a lot of things to appease the Mi army and comfort my parents' family."

"It also means that my connections in the American army have been severely damaged. It will be difficult to mobilize the American army like Stilwell in the future."

"It means that my face was hit hard by Ye Tianlong again."

Mrs. Wen was aggressive: "Can one billion make up for these things? Can I make up for it if I'm sorry?"

Prime Minister Yokota continued to pretend to be a grandson: "Madam, I'm sorry, I was radical, I was reckless, and I ignored Ye Tianlong's ferocity."

"I thought Ye Tianlong would be wary of the Mi Army, so I made a scene about missing soldiers and used the Mi Army's hand to stab Ye Tianlong hard."

"I didn't expect that Ye Tianlong wouldn't even look down on the world's hegemon..."

Prime Minister Yokota looked heartbroken: "That's the world's hegemon..."

Mrs. Wen's anger was reduced by two points. Like Taixiang Yokota, she felt that Ye Tianlong did not dare to offend the resident rice army.

After all, their strength lies there.

This is also the reason why she asked her sister to witness Ye Tianlong's abuse. If she didn't have 200% confidence in the Mi Army, how could she let her sister take the risk.

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

Prime Minister Yokota caught Mrs. Wen's silence and confessed while the iron was hot: "I underestimated Ye Tianlong's ferocity."

"I will make it up to you and the Jin family in the future and double your losses."

"I just hope that you and I can be of the same mind now."

Prime Minister Yokota changed the topic: "What happened has already happened, and people cannot be resurrected after death. There is not much point in arguing about right and wrong."

"If I can be killed with one shot and Miss Jin and the others can be resurrected, Prime Minister Yokota is willing to trade with my head."

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

He added: "Our top priority is to think about how to take revenge."

"Revenge? How to take revenge?"

Mrs. Wen regained her composure and snorted noncommittally: "Send people to deal with Ye Tianlong again? Will you take people there, or should I take people there?"

"A hundred guns, as well as howitzers and machine guns, all the firepower can't kill Ye Tianlong. How many people and guns do you think this revenge will require?"

There was a hint of teasing in the corner of her mouth: "Ye Tianlong said that whoever dares to provoke him again will have his whole family destroyed."

"Although I want to cut Ye Tianlong into pieces with a thousand knives, I have to say that he is a perverted devil. I will not risk myself and the Wen family easily."

Mrs. Wen seemed to have read Taixiang Yokota's thoughts: "If you want revenge, how about you bring the Toyo agents here and I will give you a safe passage?"

Prime Minister Yokota was not angry, but still smiled warmly: "Madam, I know what you mean, and I also know how powerful Ye Tianlong is."

"Before we are completely sure, we really should not provoke Ye Tianlong to avoid bringing disaster to ourselves."

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

"For us, no matter how powerful Ye Tianlong is, we must seek justice at all costs."

Yokota's voice deepened: "We are all dignified and proud people. Those who have been slapped in the face and died must get it back twice as much."

Mrs. Wen was slightly stunned, and after a long silence, she managed to say: "What do you want?"

Yokota smiled and said: "Ye Tianlong is so cruel, we can't come forward and we can't act rashly, but we have a knife that can be used."

Mrs. Wen made it clear: "Resident rice army?"

"In the battle at Wangbei Garden, more than a dozen people from the Jin family died, and eighty people from Stilwell and others died."

Prime Minister Yokota looked scheming: "The saddest thing about this battle is not you and me, but the American army."

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

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

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

In the garden, the sound of rain, wind, and crying were like hammers hitting Mrs. Wen's heart.

It was very uncomfortable.

Mrs. Wen came out of the car, lit a stick of incense for her sister in the mourning hall, shed a few tears, and then walked to the backyard with ease.

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

The gray-clothed old man was nearly ninety years old, with no hair on his head, his body was as thin as a dead tree, and his eyes were extremely turbid.

Although the gray-clothed old man's chest was heaving, he already had a dying breath.

But Mrs. Wen did not dare to offend, and whispered: "Dad——"

"Was Xiuzhen killed by Ye Tianlong?"

The gray-clothed old man did not respond, and did not even open his eyes, but spit out a sentence with his dry lips: "Is he also the one who broke Zitao's hands and feet?"

His voice was as soft as the wind passing through the gap in the door. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it clearly, but it carries an inviolable majesty.

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

A fierce murderous aura instantly rose from the study, and the gray-clothed old man's eyes opened invisibly, and the whole room seemed to fall into an ice cave.

The old man squeezed out another sentence: "Can't you kill him?"

Mrs. Wen responded in a low voice: "He is too powerful, and my power is limited, so I am not sure I can kill him."

"Dang!"

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

"Go, get the White Tiger Order, mobilize the artillery camp, and kill him..."