When Chen Taishan asked someone to forge the tomb of the mortal world, Chu Tian also received a message from Yan Lingling.

He pondered the meaning of it, and raised a smile on the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "The old man Chen Taishan has been trapped. You can watch a good show in a few days. Old Chen, Lao Chen, I want to keep you and the mortal world and slowly repay the blood debt of Shuai Jun!"

Speaking of this, Chu Tian’s eyes shot out murderous intent.

At the same time, Nie Wuming knocked on the door and walked in, and stood two meters away from Chu Tian: "Young Marshal, I have already placed the mortal world, sent four brothers to take turns to guard him, and also checked his injuries. What should we do next?"

Chu Tian leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes to rest, and replied lightly: "Everyone has been tired after all the night. Let me hurry up and rest. At three o'clock in the afternoon, you will send someone to escort me to the city center. I will go to see the Taiwanese officials with Tang Wan'er!"

Nie Wuming hesitated a little, but he spoke in the end: "Young Marshal, are you sure you want to show up? That will expose you who are hiding in the dark. At that time, all forces will try their best to kill you. Your risk will be ten times or a hundred times that of now. Please think twice!"

"What's more, that's the matter of the Tang Sect, so there's no need for us to get in!"

Chu Tian shook his head without hesitation and smiled meaningfully: "Actually, my whereabouts have been exposed long ago. At least Ouyang Wuhua already knows it. Xu Xixi should have found out soon, so whether I show up or not is almost the same!"

Nie Wuming lowered his head and thought, nodded in agreement.

Opening her eyes that were still energetic, Chu Tian added lightly: "As for advancing and retreating with the Tang Sect, the Shuai Jun will not suffer any losses. With Tang Wan'er's iron-blooded means, she will inevitably defeat the official protective layer and win the environment of fair battle with the Bamboo Alliance Gang!"

Nie Wuming gathered his eyes, as if he had captured something.

After a moment of slowing down, Chu Tian continued to speak: "As long as the Tang Sect can gain a foothold in Taiwan, the future coach will have the opportunity to land in the same way. More importantly, I show my presence as a supporter for the Tang Sect, and Tang Wan'er will not hurt me no matter what!"

"Otherwise, she will not be able to explain to Shuai Jun and Huo Wuzui!"

Nie Wuming exhaled and nodded, "Wuming understands!"

After Nie Wuming left, Chu Tian fell asleep on the sofa. After many days of back and forth, he had never been able to rest. His injuries were slowly recovering. Therefore, his body had been in extreme fatigue, so he fell asleep.

During his rest period, North America started a gunfight again.

Five hundred gunmen in Vietnam and Indian gangs rushed to Vancouver where Kong Rongguo was located with thunder. The Chinese gangs felt the breath of life and death, and showed the unity of fighting the enemy for the first time, and joined forces with the elites of the Kong family to start a defense battle.

Six hundred Chinese gunmen rely on the terrain of Chinatown to infiltrate countless bullets into the coalition forces.

After the Vietnamese and Indian coalition forces left behind fifty bodies, they withdrew from the team. After a short rest, they tied bombs to a truck for suicide charge. After the truck's earth-shaking explosion, two hundred coalition forces were allowed to reincarnate with submachine guns.

Under the enemy's crazy fighting style, the Chinese Gunner's first line of defense was quickly broken.

More than a dozen Chinese who had no time to evacuate did not even have the chance to surrender. They either had their heads blown away by the coalition forces or had their necks cut off to deter the gunmen who resisted. The Indian gang also captured several Chinese merchants and asked them to tie bombs to the Chinese defense line.

Under the intimidation of gunfire, Chinese merchants had to walk towards their compatriots.

Although Chinese gunmen are all gangsters, they attach great importance to compatriots overseas, so they are hesitant to shoot. In the short-term conflict, the forced Chinese businessmen have arrived at the defense zone, and the Indian gangs have taken the opportunity to pull the trigger.

After several explosions, the Chinese merchants were blown to pieces.

At the same time, more than ten Chinese gunmen were injured by the bombing. Indian gangs took this opportunity to launch a fierce attack. Vietnamese gangs also surrounded the flanks, defeating the Chinese gunmen's defense again, and advanced 800 meters within half an hour.

The Chinese Gunners only had the last half of the street, and they had no place to gain a foothold after they were lost.

Just when the coalition forces gathered their troops again and were preparing for the final attack, Kong Rongguo played his last trump card, fifty veterans from the Golden Triangle stabbed the enemy in the butt, caught the powerful enemy off guard, and instantly threw dozens of corpses.

Kong Rongguo took the opportunity to order the Chinese gunmen to counterattack. After two hours of street fighting, they recovered the entire street with 300 casualties, and the coalition forces also left behind two hundred bodies and fled in a hurry. The entire Chinatown was filled with blood splattered everywhere.

This defense battle can only be described as a miserable victory.

Kong Rongguo knew in his heart that the main force of the coalition forces had not received heavy damage and that they were the vanguard troops who launched the attack today. As long as they were rectifying for ten days and half a month, they would definitely make a comeback. At that time, it would be difficult to compete with the enemy that was several times higher than them.

Under this anxiety, Kong Rongguo asked someone to purchase weapons while complaining to Taiwan, hoping to send some war-ridden Golden Triangle warriors to support him, but Jiang Shengli refused without hesitation because the Golden Triangle warriors were also in a tight position.

Who knows what the Thai garrison is going crazy, and five battles are launched in two days.

This made the Kuomintang army complain and almost collapsed. There was no other way except gritting their teeth and insisting on fighting, because General Lewin had said to the Kuomintang envoy sent to discuss peace that there was no possibility of peace unless it was used to produce a US dollar bill template.

Of course, the Guoming Party was not easy to agree, so both sides could only fight to the end.

The afternoon sun always appears soft. When the breeze pours into the window and brushes Chu Tian’s cheeks, he woke up immediately after sleeping for five hours. The opening of his eyes made him more agile, making people feel the strong confidence and calmness in it.

He looked up at the time, at 1:30 noon.

Seeing that it was approaching the agreed time of Tang Wan'er, Chu Tian quickly got up to take a shower and changed his clothes. When he wiped his hair and walked out, Nie Wuming was already waiting for him with a tray: "Young Marshal, you haven't eaten for more than ten hours, just eat something before leaving!"

Chu Tian threw the towel on the shelf, shook his head gently after sweeping the time.

He picked up two large steamed buns in the tray, put three slices of ham and walked towards the door outside. Nie Wuming smiled bitterly and had to pour the soup into the thermos and put it on. The Shaoshun's homemade sandwich would probably choke to death without using soup to moisten his throat.

As Nie Wuming expected, it took Chu Tian ten minutes to finish the steamed buns.

When the convoy drove to the Taiwan Hero Memorial Hall, Chu Tian, ​​who was swallowing steamed buns, suddenly stopped the car. In Nie Wuming's stunned, Chu Tian had already opened the car door and walked out with great strides. The big circle of brothers subconsciously took out his pistol to guard.

Nie Wuming was quick-eyed and waved his hand to stop everyone's actions.

At his purpose, a young kimono was playing on Zhang Zizhong's statue, constantly making various obscene and obscene moves. A famous girl two meters away was laughing and taking photos for him, and she didn't forget to teach him to sit on the head of the statue with her butt.

Nie Wuming sighed softly, unlucky child!

While he was breathing, Chu Tian had already walked to the statue of Zhang Zizhong and kicked the young kimono sitting on the statue's head without warning. The latter, who was unprepared, was like a golf ball, bang! The whole person disappeared from the statue without a trace!

The girl who was taking the photo was stunned at first, then screamed and ran towards her companion.

The young man in kimono fell and his face and arms were scratched, and his nose was even crooked to the side, so he screamed. The girl helped her companion up with heartache, and shouted to Chu Tian: "Are you sick? How do you hit someone?"

The young kimono also sucked his nose and shouted tremblingly: "Call the police!"

Chu Tian showed ridicule and said without any objection: "I thought you were a Japanese devil, but I didn't expect that you were a Chinese in a kimono. He is really a tragedy and scum of the nation. Of course, even the devil saluted the general, but you humiliated him unscrupulously!"

"If I had known that you were not a Japanese, I should have played you miserably just now!"

Some people who witnessed the passing were discussing in a low voice.

When the young girl saw Chu Tian not only did not apologize, but also taught them a rude speech. She pointed at Chu Tian and cursed: "Damn it! Pretend to be noble and have the ability to wait. Wait until I ask someone to come and see if you are noble or not? Brother, bring people here quickly!"
Chapter completed!