He walked quickly to the helicopter, a smile spreading across his face.

"Goodbye, Vermouth!"

He then opened the helicopter door, but the moment he opened it, all the smiles on his face froze.

The figure sitting upright in the cabin gave him a charming smile, her clear eyes reflecting Rum's fearful expression.

"Vermouth, why are you here? Impossible!"

Vermouth stretched lightly: "Why am I here? Foolish question. Why can't I be here?"

Her eyes were haughty and contemptuous, as if she were telling the other person with her eyes, 'You will die soon,' or 'The corpse is moving,' or something like that.

Rum suddenly became furious; after all these years.

He's always been the one instilling fear in others; when has he ever been so despised?

Looking into the other person's eyes, Vermouth smiled contemptuously again.

"Impotent rage won't change your situation. I can let you choose how to die. I can use throwing knives to separate your limbs bit by bit, or I can use the method of dislocating your tendons and bones to break them all apart, and then use wire to pierce your joints and hang you on the cliff so that eagles can peck at your flesh. What do you think?"

Rum quietly took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and gently turned his watch. One of the red hands pointed to the last position!

"Haha, Vermouth, I won't die, you're the one who will!"

Chapter 698 The World's Attention (2 Updates!)

As he turned the watch face, several extremely concealed mechanisms activated in the darkness, and several fixed machine guns poked out their dark muzzles the instant the cover was opened.

With the help of thermal imaging systems, these gun muzzles can lock onto targets in less than a second.

The target is all heat sources except for the watch owner.

In other words, in this place, everyone except Rum will be attacked indiscriminately until all heat sources except Rum are eliminated, at which point the machine guns will stop firing.

This was undoubtedly an extremely insidious and vicious trap, and also the last resort of this cunning Lord Rum.

"Die! Die! This time, I'll turn you into minced meat!"

Countless bullets rained down, carrying the intense heat of exploding fire, and in the dim light, a series of flashes of fire continued to appear.

The light shone on Rum's ugly, grotesque, and twisted face, making him look like a demon in the night!

"Is this your last resort? What a clever scheme, it's just a pity."

Rum felt a chill run through his body. When he came to his senses, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his arm, and he saw a scene that made his eyes widen in horror.

The scene before him began to shatter like a mirage, but he remained standing in the same spot. The machine guns that should have been started were still not activated.

"What I just saw, it was all an illusion, all fake? How is that possible?"

He couldn't believe it, but it was definitely real. What he had just experienced was all an illusion. He thought he had activated the mechanism to kill Vermouth, but he never expected that it was all a lie!

Even more terrifying was that his right hand, which was wearing the watch, had now detached from his arm and fallen into Vermouth's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the woman ripped one of his hands off, as cleanly and simply as picking an apple from a tree!

"what--"

Overwhelmed by intense fear and pain, his willpower crumbled at that moment.

"Vermouth, please spare my life! I still know many of the organization's secrets. You must really want to control the organization, right? If you can control the organization, you can obtain endless wealth, unimaginable power and status!"

We possess evidence of wrongdoing by major corporations worldwide, and the scandals and secrets of thousands of political figures from various countries. With this power, we possess everything!

But he had barely finished speaking when the gun barrels hidden under the mechanisms finally revealed their dark, gaping holes. At that moment, Vermouth had already activated the watch knob on her severed hand.

"Da da da—"

Bullets rained down on Rum, whose eyes were wide open. Blood splattered from his body as the powerful impact of the bullets sent up fragments of blood and flesh.

Just like a pebble falling on the water, creating splashes.

Soon after, the organization's number two figure disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that the person who had once oppressed her and brought her fear had finally perished completely, Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief.

He then clapped his hands, and several figures quickly emerged from the darkness. Two of them knelt down on one knee in front of Vermouth. They were none other than Chianti and Cohen, former fierce fighters of the Black Organization.

At this moment, the two of them had lost all their arrogance; all that remained in their eyes was caution and fear.

This is the Black Organization's last and most important stronghold. All sorts of important things are hidden in this base, and its defenses are extremely formidable.

Besides these official personnel, some members of 'Blackwater' are also stationed here. Even more terrifying, there are also some monsters that look like they've been skinned alive, and they are active here as well.

These monsters are, of course, those bio-engineered warriors.

Although Karasuma Renya had taken almost all the bio-warriors with him in order to deal with Miyazaki Yu, the number of bio-warriors left for the organization was actually very small.

Then the situation unfolded as described earlier: Vermouth began a global campaign to eliminate the organization.

The organization suffered heavy losses after several collisions.

All those who dared to resist have been eliminated.

The rest are naturally those who know how to seize the opportunity.

“Chianti and Cohen, now you take your men and take away everything of value from the base. This base has been exposed now, erase all traces. Lingche and Chitong will assist them.”

Ling Che and Chi Tong, standing to the side, nodded. They had also contributed greatly to the smooth progress of this battle, and given his generosity, the reward they would receive must be astronomical.

More importantly, they accumulated considerable merit through numerous operations.

Once you've accumulated enough merit, you can exchange it for the chance to ascend to heaven!

The huge, spacious stadium was filled with a noisy and bustling atmosphere.

A British military policeman guarding the perimeter was working hard to maintain order. Inside the perimeter, many people without tickets also wanted to see this highly anticipated training battle with their own eyes.

This so-called instructional battle is no longer just a matter between Miyazaki Hayao and the Great Warrior; all the world's famous martial artists are extremely interested in this battle.

As a result, all 8,000 tickets for the event were sold out within seconds.

Then, these tickets started to be hyped up on some small websites.

Many tickets were sold at exorbitant prices, leaving many people astonished.

Great Britain truly lives up to its reputation as a nation of small businessmen; government officials and television stations alike immediately sensed the business opportunity.

As a result, the rights to broadcast the live stream became a commodity. Major countries around the world all sent their official media reporters and their teams to Great Britain two days in advance to prepare for the live broadcast.

Outside the stadium, a total of eighteen huge screens have been erected. Just like the World Cup, spectators who cannot enter the stadium can watch the game on these big screens from outside.

So there were only 8,000 seats inside the stadium, but there were nearly 500,000 spectators outside!

Such a large gathering of people exceeded the expectations of the British authorities, who had to urgently mobilize 3,000 military and police personnel to impose a strict lockdown and martial law on the entire surrounding area in order to prevent a stampede or similar incident.

The world's appetite has been whetted by this guidance battle.

This is quite normal.

Everyone knows that this swordsman is very strong, even ridiculously so.

However, most people don't really have a concept of how strong they are; they just know that they are extremely strong.

After all, after the United States 'admitted its mistake,' those videos of Miyazaki Yu committing mass killings have been forcibly removed from the platform.

Although some video clips are still circulating on various channels, this has only aroused everyone's curiosity.

Everyone has always had a strong obsession with the title of "strongest".

When reading novels or watching TV series, people always look for the highest level of combat power, showing particular fondness for the strongest characters in the show.

Now, a living, breathing super-strong individual is about to demonstrate his power, and everyone's fervor has been stirred up.

Chapter 699 The Beginning of the Guidance War

At Beidu Airport in Longguo, Zhang Laodao, who had just gotten off the plane, quickly got into a private car accompanied by the people who picked him up.

Inside the car, Minister Chen was already waiting for him. When he saw the old Taoist get into the car, he greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Zhang, you've worked hard. Your successful completion of this long journey to Japan is truly a great achievement. The commander is waiting to see you now."

Old Zhang smiled and said, "Although I am old, my heart for the country is no less than that of the young people."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they began to ask about the important points.

"Mr. Zhang, are you now the only one who has been in close contact with that person? What kind of person is that person?"

Although I had already learned some things about Miyazaki Yu through a phone call before.

However, such communication, like a political report, cannot include too much subjective judgment; it can only be an objective description as much as possible.

Now it's a private conversation between the two, so it's completely different. He's also more interested in hearing this Taoist master's evaluation of that Miyazaki swordsman!

Old Zhang gently stroked his beard, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"He is an absolute genius, a genius who has surpassed history."

Minister Chen's lips twitched. This assessment was correct. In fact, it wasn't just Zhang Laodao's assessment, or that of a particular country, but rather a historical assessment.

What would happen if an individual possessed combat power comparable to that of a nation?

This was originally a meaningless question, because no one can do it, and since no one can do it, it is naturally meaningless.

But now, Miyazaki Yu has done it, which gives meaning to this question!

Even without taking action, his mere existence makes him an undeniable force on the international political stage.

His appearance will be even more incredible than the appearance of nuclear weapons, and will bring even more incredible changes to the world.

Seeing Minister Chen's expression, Zhang Laodao continued, "This is not nonsense, but a fact. This young man's talent has exceeded everyone's imagination."

In a short period of time, he was able to easily master the martial arts passed down by the Taoist sect, and even quickly reach a state of divine skill, and even innovate upon them.

And he quickly integrated what he had learned into his own martial arts system!

In a short period of time, the old man had been drained dry, and there was nothing left for him to teach.

However, none of that matters. What truly matters is that his development of human strength has reached an unimaginable level.

As he spoke, he briefly described Miyazaki Yu's research on muscles. Although it was just a brief description, it broadened Minister Chen's horizons.

"He can actually develop muscle strength to this extent? If that's the case, then all our current research on muscles is just superficial compared to his, and we haven't even touched on the essence of muscle strength!"

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