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Chapter two hundred and eighty fifth big move

"Is it finally coming?"

When Zhao Gang-ryung received this call, he seemed extremely calm.

After years of hard work in society, Zhao Gangliang's heart has long been extremely strong. In Zhao Gangliang's opinion, this battle is actually no different from any of his previous battles.

If there is a difference, it is just that the number of people participating in this battle is higher than that of any previous battle, and the combat effectiveness of the combatants is much higher than that of previous battles.

This is a battle where S-class masters can only become cannon fodder.

Whether it is the Hunter School or the Hunter School, they have been preparing for this battle for too long, and major countries around the world have been waiting for this battle for a long time.

After this battle, the S-level and above experts in the world will drop sharply by more than 50%.

Reducing so many S-level experts will greatly reduce the burden on the world and make major countries more at ease.

Of course, although from the surface this is just a war between the Hunter School and the Hunter School, many countries will also participate in this war. Some of them play hunters, and some of them play hunters. The hatreds of major countries will also be somewhat concluded in this war.

Although such a war seems very cruel, it invisibly relieved the great pressure of the world, avoided larger-scale wars and more casualties from innocent people. In a broad sense, it was a kind war, and those who died were all those who stood at the top, and had no impact on the people.

It is no exaggeration to say that after the war is over, the whole world will enter a period of comparative peace.

Zhao Gangliu has been preparing for a long time, and the Zhao family has been preparing for a long time. He will represent the Zhao family, the Ancient Martial Arts Federation, and also represent the Hunter School, the real masters of the Hunter School, the last trump card of the Rothschild family, and the final battle with anyone in the world who is his enemy.

The winner will be the last fight once and for all.

The loser may not die, but he is destined to live underground for the rest of his life.

Because according to the agreement between the two parties, the loser will not be allowed to appear on the world stage within the next hundred years.

Of course, if you lose, you can cheat, but if you make a promise based on the recognition of the whole world, if you make a cheat, you will face not only the common suppression of the whole world, but even your companions cannot stand by you.

Because so far, no person, any organization, or country dares to be an enemy of this world.

Many years ago, three countries tried it, but the results were very miserable.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Tiezhu's voice came from the other end of the phone.

“It’s ready.”

Zhao Gangliang smiled and said, "Dad, where are you?"

"Of course I'm ready, too." Zhao Tiezhu said, "Now there is still some time before April 1st, I need you to do something."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Gang-ling asked.

"In this war, the Japanese side is preparing to dispatch a group of Onmyoji to participate. The Onmyoji's individual combat capabilities can only be considered average. Their role in the war is like a splash in the game. They can strengthen the combat capabilities of the entire team, which is very unfavorable for us." Zhao Tiezhu said.

"What do you want me to do?" Zhao Gang-ling asked.

"What you want to do is very simple." Zhao Tiezhu said, "Destroy the shrine."

"What?!"

Zhao Gang-sung widened his eyes in disbelief and said, "Dad, are you sure, what you are talking about is destroying the shrine? Not destroying someone in the shrine? For example, Asami Yuma?"

"You heard it right." Zhao Tiezhu said, "I need you to destroy the shrine before April 1st. Of course, I can't let you do this alone. Your uncles will help you. Originally, I should have done this, but there is no way. I am looking for those old guys now. They are all elusive. I need to find them all before April 1st, so I can't go, so I can only let you go on behalf of me."

"All those uncles are going?" Zhao Gang-ling asked.

"Well, the way of heaven, abstaining from killing, the eight fingers, toads, Fan Jian, and the elites of the Blood Soul Hall led by them will go. As long as they can destroy the shrine, it is equivalent to breaking one of the baron's arms. Son, we cannot always wait for others to design us. This time, we should take the initiative." Zhao Tiezhu said.

"But, dad, the shrine is the spiritual pillar of the Japanese people. If we really destroy others, won't the Japanese go crazy?" Zhao Gang-ling asked.

"Are you afraid that the Japanese will go crazy?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

"This, don't be afraid."

"That's it, go crazy. Of course, it is impossible for us to kill all the priests of the shrine. So this time, we will target all the senior Onmyoji and the god-level Onmyoji. According to the existing information, there are 54 senior Onmyoji and seven God-level Onmyoji in Japan. These information will be sent to you later. Your mission is to kill all the 61 people in total. As long as these 61 people die, the shrine will no longer be able to participate in this war. In this war, the middle and low-level Onmyoji can only become cannon fodder. Among these 61 people, if others cannot be killed, they can give up temporarily. However, the first priest Asami Yuma must die!" Zhao Tiezhu said.

“Amiyuma…”

The figure of Asami Yuma appeared in Zhao Gangliang's mind. The strangeness of this woman in Zhao Gangliang's mind can be compared with Wei Shengjin.

"If Asami Yuma is given enough time, the shrine will likely become the third largest force outside the hunter school, the hunter school, so this person must die. Of course, son, if you can take that woman as your woman, you won't have to kill her. Haha, if you really take her, then we don't have to carry out our actions against the shrine. The entire shrine can be used by us, and our chances of winning will be a little more." Zhao Tiezhu teased.

"Dad, although I do like beautiful women for your son, I like normal beauty, not non-human." Zhao Gang-rye said helplessly, "Besides, who is Asami Yuma, so easy to be taken away. She has long become the woman of the god-level Onmyoji in the past. You also know that the old men in the shrine are all very lustful."

"This is not accurate. My son is extremely capable and inherits his excellent genes. He is just a Japanese woman. I believe you can do it. Son is not a joke with you. If you can really accept Asami Yuma, it will be of great help to us. I think you and her seem to be quite ambiguous. This is really not a fantasy." Zhao Tiezhu instigated.

"Then why don't you go to the girl-hunting industry? You are an existence at the level of the ancestor of the girl-hunting world. If you are in action, let alone Asami Yuma, I guess even the emperor's wife and Asami Yuma's mother will be able to get it." Zhao Gangliang smiled obscenely.

"Damn, Emperor's wife? Are you such a heavy-tasting person? Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I still have something to do. Your Uncle Emperor will talk to you later. This is the case first!"

After Zhao Tiezhu finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Zhao Gang-ling to reply.

Zhao Gangliang smiled helplessly.

This is obviously a serious matter, how come it is so funny after all?

However, after such a fuss, Zhao Gangliang's whole mentality became relaxed and happy.

After hanging up the phone for a few hours, Zhao's mansion became lively.

The senior officials of the Blood Soul Hall headed by Dugu Huangtian all came to the Zhao Mansion.

Before they came, Zhao Gang-ling had already summoned all his brothers and subordinates in the capital.

Everyone in Paradise Lost came to Zhao Gangliang's house with Zhou Tongyan, Liang Zi and others.

"Ganglei, I have heard of everything you did in the Vatican. You kid, you are getting more and more awesome!" Fan Jian hugged Zhao Ganglei's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Uncle Fan Jian, I heard from my dad that you killed an emirate king in West Africa. Now you are carrying a bounty of hundreds of millions. I am not as good as you." Zhao Gangliang said.

"That king of evil pen thought he was really awesome, but I couldn't stand it, so I found an opportunity to shoot him." Fan Jian curled his lips indifferently. At his level, the king of the emirate was of second- and third-rate. The leaders of those big countries could really make them look at.

"Gangling, your dad told you about this incident, right?" Dugu Huangtian walked over from the side and asked.

"Um."

Zhao Gangyu nodded, looked at the young man beside Dugu Huangtian, and said in surprise, "Zi Mo, are you back?"

"Um."

The young man nodded and said nervously, "Brother Gangling, long time no see."

This young man, whose full name is Dugu Zimo, is the son of Dugu Huangtian. Zhao Gangliang had seen him when he was very young, but later Dugu Huangtian disappeared for a long time for his safety or other considerations.

"It's been a long time, it's been many years. Uncle Huang Tian, ​​is Zimo also with us this time?" Zhao Gangliang asked.

"Um."

Dugu Huangtian said, "When Zimo was studying in Japan, he was invited to visit the shrine. Among us, he should know the shrine the best. This time he also took him to see the world."

Zhao Gangliang smiled and patted Zimo on the shoulder and said, "Your dad is so nice to you. When my dad threw me directly into the Hunter School, he ignored me. This time, he followed your dad and learned more."

"Well, I know, Brother Gangling." Dugu Zimo looked at Zhao Gangling excitedly and said, "Brother Gangling, you have always been my idol."

"All of them are their own brothers, who are not idols?" Zhao Gangliang smiled and hugged Dugu Zimo and said, "Since Uncle Huangtian asked you to come out, we will be together in the future. If there is anything, let's bear it together. What's the blessing, let's enjoy it together."
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