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So they abandoned their plan to find the murderer and instead prepared to kill some strange people to vent their anger.

At the same time, they also shifted the blame for the destruction of the special zone onto these extraordinary individuals in order to divert public attention and anger.

Secondly, the death of the Venezuelan king has caused them to lose face internationally, so they need to be assertive once, otherwise they will easily be taken advantage of.

Therefore, with several objectives combined, the Lu family's birthday banquet became their target.

The Japanese ambassador pondered these plans, a cold smile playing on his lips.

But his sneer didn't last long, because he knew that no matter how meticulous the plan was, in the end, it was strength that mattered.

He glanced at a ninja behind him, who nodded.

This put a huge weight off his mind.

That's right. In the end, it all comes down to strength, but who says that using poison isn't a form of strength?

The ninjas hiding in the shadows were not tasked with launching a sneak attack, but rather with completely surrounding the Lu family mansion.

In this way, at his command, the poison gas bombs would be like the scythe of death, mercilessly reaping every life.

At that time, even experts like Zuo Ruotong and Zhang Jingqing would likely find it difficult to escape this all-pervasive poison.

Thinking of this, the ambassador of the Sakura Kingdom couldn't help but smile smugly.

Chapter 200 The Sinister Plan of the Cherry Blossom Country

Just as the Japanese ambassador, Taro Ibe, was smugly plotting his evil scheme...

A cold voice suddenly rang out, like an invisible blade, instantly shattering his illusions.

"What are you laughing at? You don't really think your little tricks can fool us, do you?"

These words sent a shiver down Taro Ibe's spine.

He hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Zhiwei and a group of younger people standing there quietly.

In their hands, they were holding poison gas bombs that they had carefully prepared.

These poison gas bombs were originally his secret weapons used to plot against the Lu family, but now they were in the hands of the other party.

Taro Ibe's pupils suddenly contracted, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.

He understood that this meant his plan had been completely exposed.

He turned back to look at the ninja behind him, only to see that the ninja was covered in sweat and looked terrified.

Clearly, this bad news has been confirmed.

"idiot!"

Taro Ibe roared angrily and slapped the ninja hard across the face.

However, Zhang Zhiwei secretly rejoiced.

It turned out that when those people entered the Lu family, Xingliu had notified him using telepathy, allowing him to stop the ninjas' actions in time.

It was thanks to Zhang Zhiwei's quick thinking and strong abilities that the situation was turned around at the crucial moment.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but look at Xingliu with gratitude.

But Xingliu was leisurely enjoying his wine, joking and teasing his female companion, seemingly oblivious to the tense scene around him.

This almost broke Zhang Zhiwei's defenses.

However, remembering Xingliu's mysterious methods and unfathomable strength, he could only swallow his complaints.

Xingliu seemed to sense Zhang Zhiwei's gaze. He turned his head slightly, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips, and raised his glass to Zhang Zhiwei.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei could only shake his head helplessly and respond with a bitter smile.

At this moment, Taro Ibe was filled with anger and despair. The men he had brought seemed so insignificant in the face of so many enemies.

Having lost his winning weapon, the situation instantly reversed, and he became a fish on the chopping block.

However, just in this moment of despair, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

He pulled a signal gun from his pocket, raised it to the sky without hesitation, and pulled the trigger.

Upon witnessing this scene, Zhang Jingqing felt a sudden sense of foreboding. His expression changed drastically, and he shouted urgently, "Oh no! Stop him!"

However, it was too late.

Although Zhang Jingqing and Zuo Ruotong knocked Ibe Taro to the ground and firmly controlled him in the next second, the signal flare had already shot through the sky and disappeared into the horizon.

As Taro Ibe lay on the ground watching this scene, a maniacal smile spread across his face.

"Hahahaha, too late! With so many members of the prestigious Xia Kingdom's sects dying alongside me, I, Inobe Taro, will die without regret... Ah!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Ruotong broke his hand expressionlessly, the intense pain abruptly silencing Iibe Taro's screams.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Zuo Ruotong stared at him coldly, her voice revealing an undeniable authority.

Taro Ibe, clutching his severed hand, was covered in cold sweat, but still defiantly declared, "Hmph, how could a person from the land of cherry blossoms fear such pain? I won't..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Zuo Ruotong walked towards him again, her cold gaze as if she were looking at a dead man.

Taro Ibe was so frightened that he took two steps back, and his courage vanished instantly.

"Wait, I say."

He had lost his previous toughness and began to truthfully reveal the secret of the signal flare.

It turns out that the people of Japan had prepared two plans for this operation.

The first plan was naturally an assassination using poison gas.

If they can succeed, that would be the best option. However, if they fail, they have an even more ruthless second plan as a backup.

This signal flare was the key to launching the second plan.

When the signal flare streaked across the sky, it signified that the mission of Taro Inobe and his crew had utterly failed, and they were destined to perish there.

The second plan was to deploy artillery to carpet bomb the area, reducing everything there to ashes.

If this plan is implemented, it will inevitably cause a huge uproar on the international stage and cause irreparable damage to the international reputation of the "Sakura Country".

In order to cover up the truth and divert international attention, they urgently need an excuse: an excuse that seems reasonable and can absolve them of their guilt.

The sacrifice of Taro Ibe and others makes them the perfect candidate for this excuse.

Their deaths will provide the perfect excuse for Japan to explain its actions to the world, allowing Japan to escape unscathed in the international arena.

At this point, a strange, smug look suddenly appeared on Inoue Taro's face, and he said in a sarcastic tone:

"It's too late to stop it now. I deliberately stalled for time until the artillery arrived. You'll all go to hell with me!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the distant, mournful whistling of artillery shells could be heard.

In an instant, the scene descended into chaos.

The whistling of shells grew closer and closer, each one like a death knell from the Grim Reaper.

Zhang Jingqing and Zuo Ruotong's expressions turned extremely grim. They knew that the situation was now beyond their control.

"Quick, find cover!" Zhang Jingqing shouted, pulling Zuo Ruotong towards a nearby building.

The crowd scattered like frightened birds, each searching for a slim chance of survival and trying to find shelter from the shelling.

However, this open area offered almost no hiding place and seemed destined to become a reaping ground for death.

Just when everyone was filled with despair, thinking that the shells were about to take their lives, a miracle happened.

The mournful howling suddenly stopped, as if the whole world had fallen into silence.

Little Fatty Wang Ai cautiously peeked out from under the table where he was hiding, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

However, when he looked up at the sky, his eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible.

In fact, everyone who looked up at the sky wore the same expression—a mixture of astonishment and awe.

Suddenly, Xingliu was standing in mid-air, his figure so dazzling and arrogant in the sunlight.

Before him, the shells that should have claimed countless lives now hovered silently in the air, as if time had frozen.

Xingliu stood there, seemingly becoming the focus of the entire world.

Chapter 201 Rescue

At this moment, Xingliu is like a hero descending from mythology; his existence rekindles hope in people's hearts.

Those who had previously looked on in despair now all looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with awe.

Zhang Jingqing and Zuo Ruotong also emerged from their hiding place. Looking at Xingliu standing in mid-air, they were filled with endless emotions.

Zhang Jingqing, in particular, who possessed the Heavenly Master's Degree, had a thought that he once thought was impossible flash through his mind at this moment—could Xing Liu really be a banished immortal descended to earth?

However, Xingliu didn't pay much attention to what others thought.

He intervened because this event did not occur in the original story, so this change was likely related to him.

On the other hand, he has never had a good impression of the people of Japan. Since they want to cause trouble, let them suffer the consequences.

These thoughts flashed through Xingliu's mind. Then, he flicked his fingers and softly uttered a single word: "Go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shells that were originally suspended in the air instantly changed direction and flew back along the path they came from at an even faster speed.

In a concealed position in the distance, Mei Chuan Kuzi, the captain of the artillery regiment, was watching the direction of the Lu family with a cold smile.

He murmured to himself, "King Inobe, the Empire will forever remember your sacrifice!"

After saying that, he turned to the soldiers beside him and ordered, "Pass down the order to intensify the two rounds of shelling. We cannot let the sacrifices at the well be in vain."

The soldier bowed his head in agreement and was about to turn around to relay the order when suddenly, a rapid whooshing sound came.

He instinctively looked up and was immediately horrified to see shells hurtling towards their position.

This sudden scene terrified the soldier, who shouted:

"Artillery fire! Find cover!"

However, before he could finish speaking, shells began to rain down, exploding across the position.

The battlefield instantly descended into chaos, with soldiers scattering in all directions, searching for places to hide.

However, they never expected to be bombarded by artillery shells and had not built any cover.

Therefore, on this open battlefield, they had almost nowhere to hide.