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Chapter 4472 kicked off the curtain

In the conference hall, Huang Baiwan sat steadily on the boss's chair and watched several people leave. A little unknown light flashed in the eyes of the dead fish.

He grinned with a mouthful of yellow teeth and said quietly: "Mengzi, do you think, am I lying to them?"

"I dare not guess the boss's thoughts, nor can I guess thoroughly. I only know that the boss may be playing a big game of chess. At least, no one can understand the boss's ultimate goal yet." Wang Meng said truthfully. As the closest person to Huang Baiwan, he felt more and more frightened.

"I can't understand? Haha, it's right if I can't understand. It's better to understand nothing. If I understand too much, I will be too tired." Huang Baiwan said something that makes people confused.

Wang Meng smiled silly, scratched his head, and said, "Boss, can I talk too much about the truth that is heart-breaking?"

Huang Baiwan lit a cigarette, took a sniffle, glanced at Wang Feng, and said, "Didn't there be a single word of truth you said to me before that is heart-breaking?"

"Uh..." Wang Meng was speechless.

Huang Baiwan smiled and said, "Tell me, let me see."

"Boss, I think now is indeed a good opportunity to deal with Chen Liuhe. He is not in Yanjing now, so we can take advantage of the situation. We don't need to cooperate with the Zhuge family, but we can use the Zhuge family's sharp blade. At worst, after using it, just kick it away." Wang Meng said.

The smile on Huang Baiwan's face became even stronger. He looked at Wang Meng and said, "Do you really think things will be that simple? It's not as easy as it seems on the surface. Not everyone can go to the north."

"Actually, our situation is quite awkward. If we move, we may not be able to get a bargain. If we don't move, we are too unreasonable." Huang Baiwan, his thoughts are extremely deep. Every word he says now is worth pondering, and it is difficult to understand its meaning.

Wang Meng smiled a few times with confusion on his face and said nothing more.

Huang Baiwan stood up and took Wang Meng away from the conference room. There was a person waiting there in the lounge area outside the conference room. He was no one else, but the most powerful man on the Tianlist, Zhan Tian! He has been with Huang Baiwan to protect him.

The three of them entered the elevator, and Huang Baiwan suddenly asked, "You said, can he come back alive this time?"

"Half and half." Zhan Tian replied suddenly.

"Half?" Huang Baiwan was stunned for a moment, then laughed repeatedly: "There are too many people in this world who don't know him..."

"You said, if I asked you to snipe him, how sure are you?" Huang Baiwan suddenly asked again.

"If I go to Moslochi, Chen Liuhe will definitely die!" Zhan Tian said coldly, full of confidence.

Huang Baiwan tilted his head and looked at Zhan Tian: "Forget it, let's not flow into the muddy water. God knows how many trump cards Chen Liuhe is hiding. Playing chess with him must be cautious. No risky thing can be involved."

"This is not your style." Zhan Tian said.

Huang Baiwan shrugged and said, "When facing that person, I will always have this style, because I want to live longer, at least, until I see everything I want to see..."

"What do you want to see?" Zhan Tian stared at Huang Baiwan and asked. Obviously, he didn't understand Huang Baiwan's true thoughts very well.

Huang Baiwan grinned, his face full of humans and animals was harmless: "Remember, all you have to do is to protect my safety, or help me kill the person I want to kill! You can only become a sharp blade in my hand. So, don't guess my thoughts, you can't guess it."

Zhan Tian did not show any discomfort at such impolite words, and stood there without feeling any emotion.

.........

Mosloch, time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, night had already fallen.

This extremely small and desolate country was in silence. The streets were sparsely lighted and deserted, and only patrols flowed by from time to time.

In a hotel, Chen Liuhe, who was resting in bed, opened his eyes. He looked at the time and it was almost midnight.

He got up, shook his limbs, and after a day of rest, he felt that his injuries had healed a lot.

Although he still feels heartache when he moves because he touches the wound, at least that kind of sting will not affect his normal actions.

Unlocked the gauze on his body, changed the medicine for the wound, and wrapped it again.

After doing all this, Chen Liuhe came to the window and quietly watched the movement outside, as if he was waiting for something.

Before we knew it, nearly an hour passed.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a loud bang came from the sky. On the other side, the dark night was like a fire rising into the sky, as if it was about to ignite the dark night.

This is the sound of cannon fire!

Chen Liuhe felt a stern in his heart. The situation he was waiting for finally appeared!

Those armed forces finally launched an attack on the country of Mosloch!

Immediately afterwards, the sound of artillery fire came one after another, and the entire city fell into chaos!

Chen Liuhe grinned, packed up his things casually, opened the door, quickly left, and sneaked into the night.

As the fire continued, all the indigenous people of Mosloch were awakened, and everyone fled in panic in the streets and alleys.

The tanks and armored vehicles, as well as teams of soldiers with live ammunition, all went to support the fire!

A war that was destined to be very tragic began.

Chen Liuhe was not in a hurry to do anything. He stayed in a relatively safe place, on the rooftop of a tall building. He watched the scene around him and was also waiting for the news from his younger sister.

He was not interested in war, nor was he very interested in Mosloch's righteous armed forces. He only cared about one person, that is Rong Zhan!

The sound of artillery fire was very dense, and the gunshots were constantly ringing, like waves.

From this voice, Chen Liuhe could accurately judge that the opponent's firepower was too fierce. If it continued to develop according to this situation, Moslochi's righteous armed forces would not last long, and they could not even support it at dawn.

With such momentum, about an hour passed and the sound of artillery fire stopped.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Liuhe, who was standing on the high building, saw a group of soldiers rushing in the streets and alleys with screams.

The city has been lost, broken open, and has been attacked!
Chapter completed!
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