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The first thousand two hundred and thirteen chapters dismount

An hour later, two helicopters filled with high-level figures from the Taiwan authorities landed on the cruise ship's helipad. As soon as they got off the plane, Lin Zhengze, Ma Ying-jeou and others, surrounded by Taiwanese Marines, quickly walked to the cabin.

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Along the way, everyone's expressions were solemn. They all knew that whatever happened next might have a profound impact on Taiwan, and they had to be cautious.

Deng Deng Deng.

Starting from the deck and entering the cabin, on every floor, they could see the miserable corpses of pirates. Even the Marines were frightened. There was no sign of a fight at all. This was simply a disaster.

A unilateral massacre.

The God of Death is very powerful, but to what extent, they always have a vague answer in their minds.

Before coming, no one wanted to believe that a cruise ship hijacked by pirates could be easily saved by one person, but now, they had to believe that this was a fact.

The God of Death is so terrifying.

Lin Zhengze, Ma Ying-jeou, Lien Chan and others felt extremely solemn. Talking to such an iron-blooded soldier would probably not be an easy matter. After all, when a scholar meets a soldier, it is hard to explain why.

Ten minutes later, a large group of people came to the hall where the hostages were held. The people had been comforted by the Marines who had boarded the ship first, and their emotions had basically stabilized. A major general was asking about the situation at that time.

"You are saying that the God of Death did not show up at all, but just said a few words, and those pirates cut off their fingers and left?" The face of the major general was full of disbelief. Are those pirates? Why?

After listening to the descriptions of these people, Mao felt that they were just a group of kindergarten children?

"That's right, the God of Death only said a few words, and those people were frightened to death."

"Yes, we can all testify."

"The God of Death is really powerful."

Listening to the words of those people, Ma Ying-jeou, Lien Chan and others felt even more solemn, as if they were being pressed down by a big stone. Facing such a person, they felt that the pressure was too great.

"Where's the Death Man?"

"Yes, where is it?"

Hong Xiuzhu, Zhu Lilun and others were constantly looking around, but they saw no one at all.

"I'm in the crew meeting room, come here."

A faint voice rang out and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. Although the tone was plain, it gave people a sense of calmness and authority, making people know that he was a big shot.

Go to the conference room to meet him?

Ma Ying-jeou, Lien Zhan and the others were all stunned. A strange color flashed through their eyes, revealing a look of aggrievedness. Did that guy think that having a little prestige was a big deal? He actually spoke to them in a commanding tone. Anyway,

They are also high-level officials in Taiwan. In recent years, even the top leaders of the Chinese government have only spoken politely to them.

How could He Zhenzhong not know what those guys were thinking? He was also full of sneers. Now Taiwan still belongs to China. These guys want to be independent. Do they really regard themselves as the leaders of a country? Ridiculous. He is so dignified and Chinese.

Is it possible that the most powerful general would personally meet with provincial government officials of a province?

He sat back in his chair, turned to the intercom, and said calmly: "You have one minute to think about it. If you don't come, you will bear the consequences."

A threat, a threat without the slightest hint of concealment.

The expressions on the faces of Ma Ying-jeou, Lin Zhengze and others suddenly became extremely ugly. They never expected that before they met, that damn guy would give them a blow. If this time passed, wouldn't they admit it?

Not as good as that guy? In an instant, they felt extremely aggrieved. They had the urge to order and arrest He Zhenzhong and teach him a lesson to let him know that he should not be too arrogant.

However, when they saw the bloody corpses carried out by the Marines and the fingers scattered on the ground, they felt as if a basin of cold water had poured down on their heads. That was the God of Death. A few words could scare a group of people.

The heavily armed pirates had to cut off their own fingers and left in despair. Can they survive?

The most important thing is that they dare not doubt He Zhenzhong's words. The words "at your own risk" are too serious. The God of Death will not lie. Otherwise, Indonesia and Vietnam would not have been destroyed. Now, Americans

Forced to give up military deals with them, the Japanese domestic economy collapsed and they were too overwhelmed to take care of themselves. They had no power to resist at all. With China's current military strength, what's the difference between confronting Taiwan alone and seeking death?

what to do?

The senior officials of Taiwan's various political parties who have always been at odds with each other all looked at each other. It seemed that their previous political minds were no longer working. They couldn't think of any solution at all. The main reason was that the damn guy didn't show any mercy at all. What could he say?

So be it.

"You still have ten seconds."

He Zhenzhong's voice rang out again, causing those guys to stiffen, and even a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.

"Okay, I'll be here right away." Ma Ying-jeou gritted his teeth and said, but there was still a look of humiliation in his eyes. However, there was no way. The party he led was having a hard time and suffered various suppressions, so he had to use this opportunity to attempt

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"I also want to meet the legendary God of Death." Lin Zhengze also spoke. 4.1

"Since everyone is going, then we will go too." Tsai Ing-wen of the Democratic Progressive Party also said.

Even so, they always had a very unhappy feeling in their hearts. After all, that guy threatened them, but they couldn't resist and could only go by obediently. What's the difference between this and being punished with a toast instead of eating it? Change it.

One way to put it is that it is cheap.

In the conference room, the sneer on He Zhenzhong's face became even worse

A few minutes later, Ma Ying-jeou and others appeared at the door of the conference room...


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