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Chapter 3241 Zhuo Yifan's Progress 5

"Very good! Get in the car and leave. Sneak into the security group and don't let the island government catch any clues!" Zhuo Yifan said calmly.

"Understood!" Wang Boyu nodded and said.

After Zhuo Yifan finished speaking, he drove away from the scene. The total duration of this large-scale armed fight did not exceed five minutes. Not to mention that the police did not respond, and even the residents living nearby heard the explosion.

, haven’t even reacted yet.

In the Yasukuni Shrine, in the small building of the high priest, the high priest's entire face was as gloomy as water, and his eyelids were trembling constantly.

Kneeling in front of him was a young samurai. His hands and head were on the ground, but his body was still shaking. Just now, when he told the high priest the news that Nakamura Wu Nan's army had been wiped out, the high priest's blood-red eyes almost

I didn’t scare him to the point of peeing![

"Baga! Damn the Chinese, they bully others too much!" The high priest gritted his teeth and hit the coffee table in front of him with his fist. In an instant, the coffee table was shattered into pieces, so frightened that the warrior almost fell to the ground.

"Priest, please calm down!" The warrior hurriedly kowtowed and trembled in request.

Until today, his three most proud disciples have all died in the hands of Zhuo Yifan. How can he calm down his anger? He is about to go berserk! If it weren't for the restrictions of those bullshit international conventions, he would have wanted to do it himself.

Take action and chop Zhuo Yifan into pieces!

"Where is that Chinese man now?" The high priest asked with a cold face, and after being silent for a long time, he asked in a deep voice.

"Report to the priest, he... he has returned to the Imperial Hotel!" The warrior quickly kowtowed again and replied tremblingly.

"Imperial Hotel?" The high priest read out these words with a ferocious expression, but his expression slowly recovered in an instant.

Taking a deep breath, the high priest said coldly: "How many of us are still outside?"

"There are less than two hundred people left!" the samurai quickly replied.

"I am surrounded by the Imperial Hotel! I want to deal with that Chinese man myself!" the high priest said coldly.

When the warrior heard this, his eyes widened in horror, and he quickly reminded: "No, Lord Priest! You can't move around in the Imperial Hotel. Even if you want to touch the Chinese man, you have to wait until he leaves the hotel."

"Why?" the high priest frowned and asked very displeasedly.

"Because... the leader of China is staying in that hotel today. And that Chinese man is now with China's No. 1 leader! If you attack him now, it will cause international disputes, and the island country will enter the country.

A place of eternal doom!" the samurai quickly explained.

Hearing the news, the high priest suddenly withered! He was completely withered this time. Even if he was given the courage to do so, he would not dare to offend the leaders of China! If nothing else, just what China has now

Two masters of the Tribulation Stage are enough to crush him to death like an ant! People are worried about not finding the opportunity to make trouble in your land. You can't create opportunities for the enemy, right?

"I understand! Go down!" The high priest was silent for a long time, and then waved his hand helplessly and said.

When the warrior heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly exited the high priest's room.

"Zhuo Yifan, damn Chinaman. As long as you set foot on the island country again, I will never let you go!" the high priest said to himself through gritted teeth.


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