After all, Ye Chen didn't have the ability to fight against a mercenary organization of tens of thousands of people on his own.
Xu Yingdong saw that he could not control Ye Chen, but was being controlled tightly by Ye Chen, so he no longer persisted and just wanted to take him over to deal with the matter quickly.
So, he took Ye Chen on the helicopter that had been prepared long ago and headed to the opponent's frontline headquarters.
After flying for about ten minutes, the helicopter landed slowly in front of a prefabricated house.
These prefabricated houses are all the residences of government troops and high-ranking officers in Wanlong Palace. Compared with tents, the conditions are indeed much better.
Moreover, both the tents and the prefabricated houses were covered with camouflage tents. From the sky, it looked like a dense camouflage camouflage. It was difficult to distinguish where the officers were stationed.
After getting off the plane, Xu Yingdong took Ye Chen and walked all the way to the frontline conference room of Wanlong Palace. As he walked, he asked Ye Chen: "Brother, I don't know what you call me? Where in China are you from?"
Ye Chen said calmly: "Ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't."
Xu Yingdong's teeth were almost broken, but he could only say awkwardly: "No... I have to introduce you to our commander later. I have to give you a name, right?"
Ye Chen said casually: "My surname is Ye, you can just call me Master Ye."
"Master Ye...?" Xu Yingdong stared at Ye Chen in shock. Although he couldn't see his face, at least he could tell from his eyes that he was not joking.
Xu Yingdong felt extremely embarrassed and thought to herself: "What kind of god is this? His ability to show off is unprecedented. Master Ye, what kind of master is he? What master? Qigong master?"
Although he felt unhappy, Xu Yingdong still said very respectfully: "It turns out to be Master Ye. I'm glad to meet you. I am Xu Yingdong, a three-star general of Wanlong Palace!"
"Samsung Warrior?" Ye Chen asked curiously: "Sponsored by South Korea?"
Xu Yingdong asked with a confused look on his face: "Mr. Ye...oh no, Master Ye, what do you mean...I didn't understand..."
Ye Chen said casually: "Didn't you say you are a Samsung Warrior? Let me ask you, is your name sponsored by South Korea's Samsung Group?"
Xu Yingdong wanted to die and explained: "Master Ye, you are so good at joking. The three-star general is the star rating of our Wanlong Palace general. The lowest is one star and the highest is five stars. I am a three-star, so I am a three-star."
War general."
After hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but frown and thought to himself: "This Xu Yingdong is a two-star warrior. If a two-star warrior can only be ranked as a three-star warrior in Wanlong Hall, then does a four-star warrior have to be at least as good as a three-star warrior?"
Strength? Or maybe the five-star warrior will reach the strength of a four-star warrior? Then their palace master, at least, must have the strength of a five-star warrior or even higher, right?"
"If this is really the case, then the strength of Wanlong Palace is indeed terrifying. There are so many martial arts families in the country, and currently only Mr. He from the He family has successfully broken through to a four-star warrior with my help, but Wanlong Palace must at least have
There are many four-star and above warriors.”
Thinking of this, Ye Chen asked: "I heard that during the battle a few days ago, our soldiers killed one of your five-star generals? That man should be much stronger than you, right?"
Xu Yingdong gritted his teeth and said: "You are talking about our five-star general Lu Zhanjun. His strength is far superior to mine, and he is one of the strongest among our more than a hundred generals...
"
Ye Chen smacked his lips, shook his head and said: "Tsk, tsk, it seems that no matter how strong you are, you are still afraid of bullets. After training hard for half a lifetime, you were shot to death by an illiterate native of Syria who couldn't read a word. Do you think it's a loss or not?"
After hearing this, Xu Yingdong became even more furious.
He had a good personal relationship with Lu Zhanjun, and now that he heard the other party making such digs at Lu Zhanjun, he was naturally very angry.
However, what Ye Chen said left him with no way to refute, and the ridicule of Hamid's followers for being illiterate was something he just said in a hurry.
Lu Zhanjun is very powerful. If a few soldiers really shoot at him with machine guns, he really has a high chance of escaping and killing them.
However, in Lu Zhanjun's last battle, he and many Wanlongdian elites were surrounded by multiple firepower points. Heavy machine gun bullets from all directions formed an all-round firepower network. That kind of heavy machine gun with a caliber of 12.7 mm, even a ten-ton weapon
African elephants can also be killed with one shot.
Therefore, even if Lu Zhanjun is a five-star general, there is no way he can save himself.
Xu Yingdong's inner hatred for Ye Chen was so overwhelming that she almost resisted the urge to draw a gun and gritted her teeth and brought Ye Chen to the door of the conference room.
Then, he knocked on the door, and someone inside said: "Come in."
Xu Yingdong pushed the door open and walked in. A Chinese sitting on the opposite side said: "Commander, Master Ye, the negotiator of the Hamid faction, is here!"
This chapter has been completed!