Chapter 483 Call the Array

Two flowers bloom, one for each.

Lin Tianchu's sudden ** is full of gossip. On that side, the thin black security guard directly reported his experience to his supervisor. The matter was too serious, and the bald man supervisor Jackson immediately took him to knock on the door of the president's office.

"What's the matter? Come in?"

Although he was very upset by being disturbed by his celebration, Mersin still spoke faintly. He knew that his subordinates were all sensible children, and he would not be so blind. He would rather interrupt the celebration of himself and several distinguished guests, which only shows that things outside are too serious for Jackson to make the decision.

Opening the door, Jackson looked at several people in the room in fear. A bottle of red wine has been opened on the coffee table in the room, and the bloody wine in several goblets reflects the deep faces of several men: Dongfang is a pale young man, with a straight face as if everyone owes him millions; a teenager and a young girl opposite him is straight, like a string. Like a hunting bow; the middle-aged man in the south has a gloomy face, triangular eyes, eagle hook nose, and there always a faint sadness between his eyebrows.

"Jackson, what's the matter?" The count is a little unhappy with his men. The distinguished guests are in front of him. If you don't say anything, won't he be the one who lost him?

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Jackson soon realized it. Now is not the time to be in a daze. Although the people in front of him are fierce, the people who came are all desperate. He quickly reported the matter to Mersin word for word, and let the black security guard add what he didn't understand.

The count has been very proud recently. Not only has he recovered from his family's stubborn disease for hundreds of years, but his kung fu is likely to have made great progress. The most important thing is that he has recently earned a large amount of dollars. Who would have thought that casually meeting a little girl could solve the problems that the family could not solve for hundreds of years? Who would have thought that he could harvest a large forest without the intention of planting willows? Who would have thought that when he sat at the door, a powerful ally would come to cooperate?

Although Grandma Tong's careless smile made the count tremble, the dollar brought by the huge ratings of "Eagle Voice" made the count smile: Even if his business in Africa is compared, the income in just a few days is not bad. Most importantly, this is a safe and long-term business, not at all. With worry about having nightmares every day, the FBI rushed into the door!

The count will wake up with a smile these days. The small party just now is to drink for his success. Happiness comes so suddenly that no one will refuse to send red envelopes to his door. However, it was a pity that the count's dream was soon awakened by the news from his subordinates. He found that he suddenly hated Orientals very much, so he thought about the straight sixth, and the damn Lin Tianchu!

God, who can tell me how he got involved with that old and immortal woman!

"Gourn, what should we do now?"

Unable to make up his mind, the count quickly asked for help from Grandma Tong. This girl who looks like Lori is unfathomable in his eyes. Whether it is kung fu or wisdom, the count has been completely used to her existence these days.

The count's face was full of flattering smiles, and there was no majesty in front of his subordinates, but he didn't care at all. Habit is terrible. It can turn a smile into a slave, and it is precisely because it tells the count that the girl-like kung fu master in front of him will gently tell himself an order. As long as he does it, he can get supreme benefits!

Grandma is the old Jianghu. She has long seen through the count's thoughts. She smiled and did not answer his question directly. Instead, the silent guest on the right hand side said, "Dongyang Guizi, what do you think?"

Grandma Tong never hides her dislike for the Oriental people. The masters have their own pride, and so does Grandma Tong. If it hadn't been for the sixth order of Tianmen, Grandma Tong would have slapped the Oriental man now. The reason is also very simple. First, Okamoto Yuxin is a foreign race, not our race, and his heart must be different! Second, this nation committed the unforgiving latest in China 80 years ago, and needs them to repay it with blood, and her child is a member of the National Guardian Organization!

This is her responsibility and her honor!

A few years ago, when Grandma Tong joined the Tianmen organization, the couple were also good at crossing the world: to friends, drinking in large bowls, eating meat in large pieces, unparalleled arrogance; to the enemy, drawing a knife towards each other, the autumn wind is as ruthless as falling leaves! It was only later that the couple inherited the love of the door owner, so they joined Tianmen, and later they obeyed the order of the sixth descendant of Tianmen.

She is an unruly kung fu master who has become someone else's subordinate. She prides herself as a hero, but she inevitably makes a secret business. She can't wait to kill the world's Dongyang people, but she still has to cooperate with Dongyang people to deal with Lin Tianchu! Grandma Tong always thought that this was fate, irresistible fate.

She accepted her fate.

Okamoto Yunobu doesn't think so. He never believes in fate. Just like when he suffered a disaster, he believed that he could revive his strength. Now he also believes that he can deal with the terrible woman in front of him. "Gangma, Lin Tianchu already knows that we are here. I think he must be prepared this time!"

With a smile on his face, he called himself "gunma", and left half of his words. Okamoto Yuxin's performance can be called an old fox. How can a hero like him be just a reckless man who fights and kills? He told everyone in a respectful manner that he came to make soy sauce this time, and everything was up to his grandma.

Grandma Tong frowned and failed again. She had a bad feeling. I don't know why she didn't believe that the Oriental in front of her came to deal with Lin Tianchu. Even if he killed Okamoto Yuxin's son, and his son died for half a year before he remembered revenge, the circuit in his mind was too long. Unfortunately, this oriental man looks stupid, but he is a difficult role. Grandma is a little unhappy.

Okamoto Yunobu's words are very clear. Since Lin Tianchu knows their whereabouts and is prepared, it is meaningless to blindly avoid them, so who to send out to welcome guests becomes a problem. To be sure, the vast majority of families in Las Vegas will participate in it tonight. Lin Tianchu will not be stupid to kill until now. Under the involvement, he can't deal with the Eagle Government alone - so Lin Tianchu is at most a tentative move tonight.

It is understandable to test before the war. The count's choice to take the move is very fastidious: not to mention the shame of choosing a small soldier, it may also hit morale, which is not a good choice; if you choose a general, it is likely that Lin Tianchu will be able to test the strength of this side, let alone be a wise move. At this time, the way of balance depends on the count's eyesight and experience. Obviously, Yunobu Okamoto kicked the ball to Grandma Tong. Who said that she is the decision maker here?

"Well, is that so?"

Grandma took a look at Yunobu Okamoto, and the murderous spirit of her eyes flashed away. Then she stood up and held the sixth fist at the opposite Tianmen. "Young master, this is Lin Tianchu calling. Shall we send a general out to fight?"

Before the ancient war, the generals of both sides would fight, which is called "fighting generals". In the era of cold weapons, the victory or defeat of the general directly determines the level of morale, and the level of morale directly determines the victory or defeat of a war. Therefore, "the general" is a very important military act. The so-called array is that before the generals begin, the generals of one side face the enemy array of thousands of local troops, take the initiative to provoke and force the other side to come out to fight generals, which is exactly the same as Lin Tianchu's current behavior.

After all, he is the nominal boss. Grandma Tong is gently telling Tianmen the sixth. Lin Tianchu is ready to come and make a scene. We must send someone to take it, otherwise others will really think that we are afraid of him...

Of course, the sixth Tianmen knows what it means to call the array, which often means that the next step is the general! That is to say, Lin Tianchu decided to have the sixth competition with his Tianmen. The time is tonight, the venue is the Royal Hotel, and the audience is the nobles of Las Vegas. The choice is in his own hands!

Wen Dou, undead, no bleeding, but the scene is better, which is easy to say. If he chooses a martial arts fight, Lin Tianchu doesn't mind how many people will die tonight. He is telling himself that he is ready to tear his face. Even if the blood flows like a river here tonight, Lin Tianchu still has a way to get out.

Thinking of Lin Tianchu's identity as the spokesperson of the Las Vegas police, the sixth Tianmen is a big one. This identity, which is not high or low, makes him so embarrassed, which is also the reason why Tianmen No. 6 has not moved so far, but Lin Tianchu took the initiative to come this time, and Tianmen No. 6 will never be polite.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had confidence and pointed to Mersin, who was waiting for him. "Count, you are the master. Go and entertain our guests!"