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1272. Delivery of the top ten masters

1272. Delivery to the top ten masters

At this time, two days have passed since Chu Yun signed a contract with Western European martial arts.

Tomorrow is the day of delivery agreed by Western Europe and Chu Yun.

In the past three days, the Western European land has almost become a ball.

Sutton and Puno almost fought.

It’s okay to say that 500 billion euros are not enough to print them directly.

But the ones who are paralyzed are mainly the candidates for those ten people.

"Punu, you signed this contract."

"You should have two of those five titled masters. One person from France, one person from Germany, and one person from England," Sutton said to Puno with a bandage tied in his hand at this time.

But Puno was furious and slapped it down, and the new table he just bought was smashed down again.

"Suton, you old dog. I just agreed to Chu Yun's request to save your life."

"I, Puno, saved you. Now you have revenge. How could I blame me for signing that contract?"

"If I hadn't signed the armistice agreement that day, would you think you still have the life to show off your power with me now? You would have been beaten to death by the Demon King Chu!" Punuo cursed angrily.

He was really furious.

When the contract was signed, no one opposed it. Moreover, he was worried about the survival of Western European martial arts and compromised against the Demon King Chu.

But now, people in Western Europe are actually blaming him, and they want to use this as a reason to let them issue two title masters of Soviet Russia?

It's simply delusional!

"Hmph, it sounds nice. I think you are greedy for life and fear of death, and afraid of being killed by the Demon King Chu. You just signed it cowardly, right?" Sutton sneered.

"You!" Punuo was so angry that he trembled all over. If he had known this, he should have added a one when he was negotiating with Chu Yun, so that Chu Yun could take Sutton's life. It would also save it from being angry here.

"I want our Soviet Wushen Palace to contribute two titled masters, I tell you, it's impossible."

"And Sutton, you stabbed this. If you hadn't suggested assassinating Chu Yun, how could we have fallen into this situation in Western Europe now? So you should have been borne by English. There are also five masters, and the 500 billion euros, all of them should be borne by you." Puno said angrily with a dark face.

Sutton was anxious when he heard this: "Stop, you old bastard."

"You'll try another scolding?"

Puno did not give in, and suddenly burst out with a rubbing sound. His energy exploded instantly, as if he was about to punch Sutton's old face the next moment.

The whole hall was quarrel and continued.

Just as Chu Yun expected before, no matter how good the relationship is in the face of interests, it will be torn to pieces. Western European countries have been quarreling since Chu Yun left because of the issue of compensation distribution. From the beginning to the present, some people's voices have been hoarse.

But in fact, everyone knows that there is no end to the argument like this, and it is even more impossible to get the list of the ten masters within three days.

Therefore, as the three-day period approaches, the martial arts of Western European countries are also afraid that because of the extension of the contract, the Demon King Chu will come again. Therefore, under this pressure, all parties retreated slightly, and finally took out the list of people from various countries in the last hour before the agreed date.

England, France, Germany, and the Soviet Union each produced a title master. In the end, the Italian country also contributed the only title master in their country, but the condition was that England and the Soviet Union would unconditionally protect the Italian country in the future.

As for the master of martial arts, it was contributed by the remaining small Western European countries.

The country that has not released a person is responsible for paying the 500 billion fine.

In fact, if Chu Yun had not destroyed the ten titled masters, to be honest, with the previous martial arts background in Western Europe, it would be easy to get five titled masters.

But now since so many people died in Yunyang Mountain, it is indeed not easy to gather five more people to be granted titles. It is inevitable that there will be huge price to pay in the meantime.

As for these, Chu Yun naturally didn't bother to pay attention to them.

You always have to pay a price for your actions, whether it is an individual or a country.

They repeatedly surrounded and killed Chu Yun, but Chu Yun was already very kind to not defeat Western European martial arts. As for the others, Chu Yun was too lazy to care about sympathy.

The next day, when the first ray of morning light illuminates the earth.

A powerful team led by Puno and Sutton, followed by a powerful team of five titled masters and five martial arts masters, set out from the Western Europe in such a vast way.

"Dad, Dad!"

However, before leaving, outside the palace, a little boy passed the security guard at the door and ran in from outside the gate.

His face was covered in tears and his heart was filled with grief, and he cried loudly at the team of masters ahead.

"Jerry, my son!"

In the team, a middle-aged master ran over and hugged his son with love and reluctance.

"Dad, don't leave, Jerry won't let you go, and mom won't let you go, don't leave me, dad~"

Tears were falling like rain, and the little boy was crying so sadly.

The man said nothing, just holding his son, and tears flowed from his firm face.

"Sorry, Jerry."

"For the sake of the country, Dad has to go!"
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