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Chapter 1587 Disgraceful humiliation!

After hearing Wan Pojun's words, Su Chengfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't expect that being an old licking dog would be so tiring.

So he repeatedly promised: "Don't worry, Pojun, I will go to your parents' grave to pay homage in person!"

As he said that, he sighed deliberately and sighed: "I'm waiting for you to successfully kill Yeling Mountain that day on Qingming Festival. Oh no, you've successfully killed Wanling Mountain!"

Sure enough, Su Chengfeng's words of emotion immediately transferred all the conflicts in Wan Pojun's heart to the Ye family.

Wan Pojun grinned and gritted his teeth and said, "What are the only Ye family, what should I use to stop me from killing Wanling Mountain? Then I don't need to take action personally. I will send one of the four war kings under my command, and the Ye family will not be able to resist it."

!”

After saying that, his expression became more and more cold and he said sternly: "However, I still want to let the Ye family feel what crushing means! By then, my four war kings will definitely gather in Wanling Mountain! I have been waiting for this day for a full two

For ten years, I have been sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, enduring humiliation and carrying heavy burdens in the past twenty years, so as not to leave any room for turning around for the Ye family when this day comes!”

Su Chengfeng returned to his previous dog-licking face and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I will return to Yanjing on the Qingming Festival. I will definitely be there when your parents move their graves the next day of Qingming Festival!"

"Okay!" Wan Pojun nodded and blurted out: "After I moved my parents' coffin to Wanling Mountain, I will immediately lead the four war kings to Jinling personally, and no matter what, I must find out the truth about my Uncle Su's disappearance.

, As long as I, Uncle Su, is still alive, I will definitely bring him back safely!"

Su Chengfeng said excitedly: "Pojun, you take action yourself, I believe that Shoudao will definitely return safely!"

Wan Pojun said again: "Don't worry, when you find out who is attacking me, Uncle Su, behind my back, I will definitely wipe him out and never leave any hidden dangers for Uncle Su!"

Su Chengfeng was so excited that tears were almost shedding. He actually didn't care whether Su Shoudao could come back alive. What he really cared about was Su Zhiyu's benefactor. As long as he could kill him, he would have no worries.

!

At this moment, Wan Pojun's superb subordinate suddenly picked up a satellite phone and said to Wan Pojun: "The Lord of the Palace, it's the phone number of the Green-Eyed Wolf King!"

The Green-Eyed Wolf King is the war king Chen Zhonglei, one of the four war kings in Wanlong Hall, and the entire Wanlong Hall is the war king who is best at leading troops to fight.

In this cooperation with Syria, Wan Pojun handed over more than 10,000 elites and the entire command to Chen Zhonglei.

Although Wanlong Palace is a modern mercenary organization, its internal structure is very martial arts style.

It is said that this is because Wan Pojun's mentor is a contemporary knight who travels around the world, so Wan Pojun also has a strong knight complex.

That's why he took over the name of his father Wanlong Group and gave the Wanlong Palace a name with a strong Chinese atmosphere and a strong martial arts flavor.

The four war kings of Wanlong Palace also imitated the four guardians of the Ming Cult in martial arts novels and gave themselves four flower names with strong martial arts flavor, namely the Green Eye Wolf King, the White Tiger King, the Black Face Leopard King and the Golden Hair

Lion King.

Among them, the Green-Eyed Wolf King and the White-Clothed Tiger King are both Chinese. The Green-Eyed Wolf King is naturally Chen Zhonglei who is in Syria, and the White-Clothed Tiger King is the young man with great strength around him.

As for the Black-faced Leopard King and the Golden Lion King, they are African-American blacks and American-American blonde whites.

At this moment, the black-faced leopard king is in Yemen, while the golden lion king is in Palestine.

When Wan Pojun saw Chen Zhonglei calling him, he immediately smiled and said, "It seems that our Green-Eyed Wolf King is going to send me the latest news today! Since he entered Syria, he can be said to be destroyed and unstoppable.

The war in Syria has been advanced by most of the time, and the remaining opposition organizations are no longer in a state of chaos. I think we can make a concerted effort in the next few days and completely clear it up!”

After saying that, he was in a good mood and immediately took the phone from the White Tiger King, smiled and said, "Zhonglei, how many more victories have you won today?"

Chen Zhonglei on the other end of the phone said in a very ashamed tone: "Lord of the Palace! Today, the Lu Zhan army's troops encountered unprecedented resistance in the battle against the Hamid armed forces. Lu Zhan army was killed in battle, and Wanlong Palace lost a total of 1,530 yuan.

Four elites! This is because of the poor command of the subordinates. I would like to ask the palace master to punish him!"

Wan Pojun's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.

He asked coldly: "What did you say? Lu Zhanjun died? He also lost more than 1,500 soldiers?! Are you kidding me?"

"Lord of the Palace, this... is not a joke..." Chen Zhonglei said in great pain: "According to what I learned, they normally use the method of joint artillery and artillery this time to attack an opposition base, but they did not expect that the other party would build it.

The powerful permanent fortifications did not cause any substantial blow to the other party. Then, relying on the permanent fortifications, the other party caused a heavy blow to our side during the attack..."

Wan Pojun asked sternly: "How did Lu Zhanjun die? He was a five-star general, and was shot and killed by the enemy hiding behind the fortifications? As the highest commander of our side in this war, did he charge in person.

?!"

Chen Zhonglei sighed and explained: "The Lord of the Palace, Lu Zhanjun led a thousand soldiers to intersperse and detour from the enemy's side after the frontal attack was ineffective. However, unexpectedly, the opponent also built a large number of secret fortifications on the side, and they accidentally entered the enemy.

Fang's firepower encirclement was unilaterally massacred by the other party, and Lu Zhanjun could not escape..."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhonglei continued in grief and anger: "The scouts in Syria took pictures of the enemy cleaning the battlefield. Our brothers died so miserably. Everyone was shot more than a dozen times, and these bastards

It is really inhumane. When cleaning the battlefield, not only did we save all the weapons and ammunition of our soldiers, but even their pants and boots were stripped off. It was really worse than beasts!"

When Wan Pojun heard this, he grabbed the wine glass and threw it on the ground. He then stood up and cursed, "It's a great humiliation! What a great humiliation!"

"You are all elites among the elites carefully cultivated by my Wanlong Palace. Lu Zhanjun is even a top five-star general. He was beaten to this shape by a garbage armed force in Syria. One thousand five hundred elites died in battle.

, and even a five-star warrior general died. This has never happened in the history of Wanlong Palace! Even on the most tragic battlefield, we have never lost five-star warrior generals!"

Speaking of this, Wan Pojun was so angry that his veins burst out. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Are you worthy of the fame that Wanlong Palace has worked hard for so many years in the global mercenary field?!"

Chen Zhonglei said ashamedly: "Lord of the Palace! This time I was improperly commanded. I am willing to accept all punishments. Even if you dismissed me on the spot, I have no complaints..."

Speaking of this, he changed his subject and begged: "It's just the Lord of the Palace... I beg you to give me another chance and give me a chance to avenge my brothers with your own hands! Give me three days, within three days, I

You must take Hamid’s base and use Hamid’s head to pay homage to the dead brothers!”


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