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Chapter 554 Delivery

Fujiwara looked at Su Mu stiffly.

The people behind him all shut their mouths.

Their hearts were filled with confusion and fear.

No one dared to speak out.

Why did it fail?

Everything happened too fast.

This defeat is so strange.

Not only losing five trillion US dollars, but also losing top-secret technologies and information in five major fields.

As for the great Eastern country whose only shortcomings have been made up for, the future will not be as simple as the lion waking up.

It was truly a pair of dragon wings, soaring into the sky, unstoppable.

Japanese Fuso has been completely reduced to a stepping stone since then.

A sad emotion arises from the bottom of my heart.

This, perhaps, is their fate.

For thousands of years, the Dahe clan has always been the foil of others.

forever.

And in this situation, do I need to say anything else?

The victory or defeat of Japanese Fuso is nothing more than an insignificant matter in the eyes of others.

The meaning of their existence is nothing more than an excuse.

That's right, it's an excuse to provoke and stimulate China.

The Minister of Defense next to Fujiwara seemed to have been interrupted for a moment, and his originally dark hair actually looked gray.

I thought I could have an army again with this time.

pity.

Everything becomes empty.

That kind of loss cannot be described in words at all.

The money lost is nothing at all.

A mere five trillion US dollars is really nothing to Japanese Fuso.

However, technology in the five major fields is the key.

"Failed."

"That's it...defeated."

The Minister of Defense fell down on his chair in despair, his eyes were dull, and he murmured to himself:

"Yes, how can we win? In fact, it has been doomed for a long time."

"I, the Dahe clan, can always only be someone else's sword."

With a sad smile, the Minister of Defense stood up slowly, turned around and looked at a group of stunned core figures from various ethnic groups behind him, and shook his head.

A bunch of unsatisfactory things.

The Broken Dragon Plan has been planned for hundreds of years. What a great opportunity.

But, who told you not to live up to expectations?

Who told you to engage in intrigues and intrigues?

Think you have a chance to win?

Think it's a done deal?

While clamoring and showing off, at the same time want to invade and suppress China's industries unscrupulously?

This was originally an act of banditry, but it had to be done in a big way.

In the past fifty years, in order to suppress the Chinese industry, Japan Fuso's major consortiums, companies, and various means have been used together. It can be written as a history of blood and tears.

Forget it, whether you take advantage of others cleverly or suppress them deliberately, in short, you have to admit that your skills are inferior to others.

But you still want to show it off to the whole world, and even slander others' reputations.

It would be great if you could really kill the other party's industry, but unfortunately, you can't kill it at the root.

The Dragon-Breaking Plan is so vicious that it completely destroys the foundation of China's commerce and finance.

You have done it, no matter if you admit it straightforwardly, but you just feel that this is not enough. You always feel that the whole country of China can be manipulated by you at will.

Now it's over, okay?

Lost?

The saddest thing is that for Japan Fuso, this is a failure in the national war.

However, in the eyes of some people, it seems that this is just an insignificant war.

How sad.

Be reduced to a chess piece, not even a chess piece.

At most, it's just a knife.

Skull and Bones are the pawns, super organizations and sects are the pawns.

The person playing chess is the Son of God of the Blood Descendants Association and the leader of the Tianxing Sect.

Dahe Clan?

It's just a joke.

A complete and utter joke.

Even at the scene, no one even glanced at them.

Because everyone is paying attention to the bet between Su Mu and Ji Lengyu.

In fact, Fujiwara and others had no idea at all.

For them, even more people are disappointed.

Especially Freud.

The Skull and Bones Society has been planning for hundreds of years, step by step, to get to where it is today.

It cannot be said that Japanese Fuso had the right time, place, and right people, but with the support of the Skull and Bones Society, Japanese Fuso was able to play a good hand in various targeted systems of the Blood Society, and finally played like this.

What a mess.

That bullshit Dahe clan, what does it mean if they all die?

But all the peripheral bets were in vain.

Whether it's Freud or the Holy See, their hearts are all filled with ghosts and flames.

If they had done this kind of thing themselves, not to mention one Su Mu, a hundred Su Mu would have turned into scum long ago.

Therefore, the Japanese fusang, one by one, has become a complete waste that cannot be supported by the mud.

Saying more than half a sentence to this kind of trash is just a waste of saliva.

This kind of stuff is dead if it dies, it can still be used as waste.

In fact, many people knew exactly what the Skull and Bones Society under the leadership of Freud had planned and what it was planning.

The new situation we originally expected not only did not appear, but was a huge failure.

Is this a fucking money issue?

no.

This is really a crucial turning point.

Different locations require different issues to consider.

Of course Freud knew that for the Blood Society, this duel was not considered a loss.

Because Zhu Youchun's defection is enough to overturn the previous situation.

Even if China claims victory over Japan, so what?

Zhu Youchun, the heir to the Hongwu Zhu family, defected.

And he made a comeback by integrating all the power of the three major clans in the Hall of Valor.

The follow-up to this matter is the real focus.

At this time, Jiang Wangshu's whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

No matter what, Su Mu won.

In the ecstasy, he didn't care about anything else. He took off his coat, walked up and said with a big smile:

"You kid, don't you have exhibitionism?"

Su Mu glared at him, took the coat and wrapped it around his waist, winking and smiling again:

"Hey, Lao Jiang, you've made a fortune."

Jiang Wangshu trembled all over and said quickly:

"Forget it, as long as you have enough money, I won't get involved with the rest. I can't afford it."

Although he didn't know the bets of Su Mu, Feng Qingxuan and others, after experiencing the thrilling bet at Mulan Field, Lao Jiang fully realized the differences between people.

There are some things that, let alone doing them, will really excite you to death just by hearing them.

Feng Siming was frightened by the gold in Su Mu's hands at Mulan Chang.

But Feng Siming, at most Feng Wuchen's little follower.

Now, it is a blood oath bet between the three great sons of Su Mu and Feng Qingxuan.

Jiang Wangshu could guess the stakes behind this with his toes, and it would make him crazy.

Ji Lengyu's face looked ugly at this time.

She didn't know why, but she seemed to have a bad feeling in her heart.

When she meets Su Mu, she always feels frustrated.

That was the case last time.

This time, it's still the same.

In the warehouse and in front of the camera, everyone's eyes were fixed on her.

Ji Lengyu forced himself to calm down, looked at Su Mu and said calmly:

"You win. The agreed bet is yours. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Let's make the delivery. The delivery is over. I have more important things to do."

Su Mu chuckled, a strange smile flashed in his eyes, then he took a few steps back triumphantly, and then said softly to Feng Qingxuan:

"You three, cash in on your bets."


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