RPAGF Chapter 931 Crisis
Chapter 931 Crisis
Yang Chen's words instantly ignited the murderous look in Zhang Yu's eyes.
"Yang Chen, are you deliberately trying to provoke me like this, just to die quickly?"
Yang Chen chuckled: "That's right, are you ready to do it now?"
"Yang Chen, I just wanted to survive back then, what's wrong with that? Everyone has the right to choose their own life, why can't I?"
"You have the right to choose life and death, and Kunlun naturally has the right to list you as a traitor. There is nothing to say about that."
"I don't know what Kunlun is, I am a disciple of Longhushan!"
"You know what Kunlun is!"
Yang Chen's tone suddenly became severe, and he shouted sharply: "Kunlun is not a sect, but a belief! Our Xia Kingdom has been passed down for thousands of years, and this belief has never disappeared and surrendered, and you, greedy for life and afraid of death, recognize a thief as your father, Kunlun listed you as a traitor, rightly so!"
"shut up!"
Following Zhang Yu's furious roar, a mighty and powerful wind struck Yang Chen with the momentum of thunder!
boom--
Yang Chen seemed to be in a sea of flames, a hot feeling enveloped his whole body in an instant, the chaotic qi in Yang Chen's body seemed to be evaporated, and he couldn't feel it at all!
Is this the true energy of the fire spirit of the power of chaos? !
Yang Chen was completely shocked. He didn't expect that he could meet two strong men with the power of chaos in a row in a mere island country!
thump—
Yang Chen's body was hit high into the sky by a huge force from bottom to top, the speed was so fast that Yang Chen's figure became blurred!
"Yang Chen, I have lived in Country R for more than [-] years, devoting myself to cultivating, just to let go of what happened in the past, but I didn't expect Kunlun to still be haunted! If that's the case, I will destroy Kunlun today and end this lineage!"
boom--
As soon as Zhang Yu finished speaking, a strong force hit Yang Chen's chest violently again, sending him flying upwards again, the speed was actually faster than the first blow!
A single blow from a Saint Realm expert is enough to split mountains and crack rocks. If an ordinary person takes this blow, they will die in an instant, and there will not even be a whole body left.
Even if Yang Chen was also in the Saint Realm, after being hit twice in a row, his body would be overwhelmed, and five ribs had already been broken.
"Yang Chen, you are already in a high position, you have gained a lot of fame, and you have a wife and a cute child, why are you still not satisfied?!"
boom--
"If the old man can achieve half of what you have achieved back then, why bother to live in vain and live in a foreign country for 400 years!"
boom--
Zhang Yu's anger has been completely ignited, each punch has the power to destroy the world, and it hits Yang Chen heavily, smashing him into the air!
Yang Chen couldn't count how many punches Zhang Yu had thrown on him, he only felt that his body was flying higher and higher, his speed was getting faster and faster, and the ground in his eyes was shrinking rapidly.
At the same time, all forces are using their own methods to watch this unilateral crushing battle.
In the bunker 300 meters below the Imperial Palace, a [-]-year-old man with glasses and a short stature is watching the picture sent back by the high-altitude infrared reconnaissance satellite.
On the screen, two long red streams of air are rising rapidly, one up and one down, and the satellite can only capture two strong heat sources, but no one can be seen at all.
The old man looked solemn, and after a while he asked in a deep voice, "Where is Renhe?"
A middle-aged man wearing a black military uniform and the rank of general responded, "Your Majesty, the prince should still be in the East Court."
"Immediately mobilize the marines to arrest Renhe in the palace."
The general was taken aback for a moment: "Really, do you want to arrest the prince?"
The old man said with a blank expression: "What we can see now, the people of country M can see, and the people of Xia country can also see it, maybe they can see it more clearly than us, maybe their missiles have already aimed at all our military facilities , if Yang Chen dies, there will be tens of thousands of people from Country R who will be buried with him!"
"But Your Majesty, will Xia Guo really change their past gentle policy and go to war against our country R? After all, Yang Chen is just a businessman, and he is not the patriarch of the Yang family. status, it won’t change much, will it?”
"You are thinking too naively. I assure you, Yang Chen's identity is not just that of a businessman."
The old man said deeply: "Our country R has endured for many years, just waiting for an opportunity to rise again, but this stupid move of Renhe is very likely to make all our previous efforts come to naught, so I have to give the Xia people the missiles before they fall on our heads. Let them explain together!"
The admiral asked in shock: "You mean to hand over the crown prince to the Xia people?!"
"It's the only way, and it's not guaranteed to work. But we have no other options right now."
"But Your Majesty, the crown prince is the heir apparent and the future of the country. Wouldn't it be—"
boom--
Before the general finished speaking, a bullet had already passed through his head, leaving a bloody hole on his forehead.
During the whole process, the old man didn't blink his eyes, just quietly watched the general's body crash to the ground.
A young school officer walked up to the old man and gave a military salute with a snap.
"I report to Your Majesty, according to your will, I will rebel against Matsui Yuzhengfa!"
The old man hummed: "From now on, you will be promoted to major general."
"Yes!"
"In addition, inform the commander-in-chief of the Army Headquarters that military control will be implemented throughout the country. The military will take over the cabinet, implement wartime laws, and arrest the prince and his party!"
"Yes!"
At this moment, a young woman with the appearance of a secretary walked over with a satellite phone.
"Your Majesty, Xia Guo's head of state hotline is no longer available. We have only reached Yang Lin, the patriarch of the Yang family. The ranks are not equal. Do you still want to answer this call?"
The old man sighed and said: "They are willing to answer the phone now, just to give us a chance, it doesn't matter what level is right or not!"
After speaking, the old man answered the phone, stabilized his emotions, and said in Chinese: "Mr. Yang, I am very grateful that you can answer this call."
"Don't fucking talk nonsense with me! Let me tell you, if something happens to my brother, I will bring someone to kill DJ myself!"
Listening to the angry roar on the phone, the old man said without changing his face: "Mr. Yang, I am very sorry for what happened. My son has committed such absurd behavior. To express my apology, I have ordered Capture him and bring everyone involved in this matter to justice!"
"Fuck you! Even if your whole family dies, plus the eighteen generations of your ancestors, it's still not worth my elder brother's life!"
Yang Lin on the phone was furious: "I swear, if my eldest brother dies on your dirty land, I will definitely make your entire R country, inch, grass, no, life!"
beep...
Hearing the busy tone coming from the phone, the old man sighed slightly, and said to the female secretary: "When you activate the emergency communication channel, you must contact Xia Guo's senior management!"
"Yes!"
……
Xia Guo, the headquarters of the Blood Eagle Special Forces in a deep mountain in the Eastern Region, Eagle's Nest.
Stars gathered in front of the big screen in the war room.
More than a dozen generals were staring intently at the full-view images from multiple satellites on the big screen.
The spider's fingers tapped on the keyboard quickly, and said while typing: "The motion capture frame rate of the satellite has reached its limit, but only the current picture is available. According to the detection of the aperture radar, the ascending speed of the throne and the enemy has reached the limit." Twice the speed of sound, and at that rate, they'd have another 15 seconds to rise to the stratosphere."
A middle-aged soldier with the rank of lieutenant general asked in a deep voice, "Is it possible for the deep space strike weapon platform to target the enemy with missiles and kill him in the air?"
The spider shook her head: "Their moving speed is too fast, the weapon platform cannot lock the target. Moreover, the missiles carried by the deep space platform do not have conventional warheads. Once detonated, the throne cannot survive the explosion."
"What about lasers?! Is laser possible?"
The spider shook her head again: "At this moment, the platform is almost at the same level as the two of them. If the laser is fired from this angle, the two of them will be vaporized at the same time..."