Chapter 379： Old Martinson: Ashka, kill them.

Chapter 379 Old Martinson: Ashka, kill them

When Wei Haizhong and Chen Baijia saw this task, their eyes twitched to prevent Chen Chu from having an accident?

If something unexpected happened to Chen Chu, they would soak the socks that had not been washed for a week and drink them.

Depend on!

 But after complaining about the mission for a while, they also started to take this mission seriously. After they carefully read through the mission, their eyes suddenly became serious.

 Is it the Golden Crown Lottery Group of Yaozi Country?

 It’s not about how powerful that group is, but that it is a foreign group.

If you touch him rashly...it seems like nothing will happen.

Now Dahua is waiting for a blockbuster opportunity. Although the time has not come yet, it is still okay to make some small actions.

For example, one of his citizens has lost contact with the Golden Crown Lottery Group in Yaozi Country, so is it okay for them to wipe Golden Crown off the map?

Wei Haizhong's eyes were a little dangerous, and he was even a little excited. He had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time, so why didn't the system mission give them an excuse now?

But that’s not what we are thinking about now, because old Martinson must have also received the task, if he completed the task first...

 Chen Baijia didn't think too much. He saw the danger more from the task. He was a little worried about the safety of Chen Youlu and Chen Chu.

 Although Chen Chu’s abilities are mysterious and undeniable, as an old father he is always worried about his daughter and son-in-law.

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Just when Wei Haizhong and Chen Baijia were thinking about the system mission, they were in the old Martinson family manor on the other side of the ocean.

Old Martinson was doing gentle exercises on the lawn. Next to him, professional medical staff were guiding him to do gentle exercises.

That's right, old Martinson can now leave the wheelchair. Not only that, his body is quickly rejuvenating. As long as the upper limit of his true life span is not reached, his body will remain active.

The premise is that a certain amount of marrow cleansing spring should be taken in every once in a while.

  Old Martinson can easily do this. He thinks it is very simple for him to ask the Son of God for some marrow-cleansing spring - after all, he has done so many things for the Son of God.

On the other side of the ocean, in the seemingly most powerful country in the world, the Divine Aid Society was founded, which includes almost all the high-level officials who truly control the country.

 He believed that since he had made such a great contribution, it was not too much to receive some marrow-washing springs as a reward from the Son of God.

However, he has not considered one question: does the Son of God, that is, Chen Chu, need it?

 In fact, Chen Chu really doesn’t need it!

 In a word, the Lord does not care...

Suddenly, Old Martinson received a prompt from the system. The system popped up and a new task appeared.

Old Martinson was overjoyed and said that what he wanted most now was not so-called science and technology or money at all, but life.

 He is now dying of old age. He wants nothing but life. Even if there is advanced technology, he is willing to exchange it for a few years of life.

 Old Martinson stood still, and the medical staff next to him quickly pushed a wheelchair and asked him to sit down.

 The wheelchair automatically adjusted its angle according to Old Martinson’s body width, making Old Martinson sit more comfortably.

 Old Martinson said: "Push me back."

The person next to him pushed the wheelchair silently. Of course, the wheelchair has an electric mode, but how can he show the power of old Martinson if there is no one around him.

Other old Martinson didn't pay attention, but opened the system panel with a quick breath and saw the task.

 “Hahaha, hahahaha!” Isn’t this mission a free thing for him?

To the country on the other side of the ocean, isn’t the Kidney Country just a dog that they secretly support? Specifically used to restrict Dahua.

 The Kingdom of Yaozi is now called the Kingdom of Yaozi, but in the past it had a louder and more terrifying name: Jin San Jiao

The large number of warlords there are mostly puppets supported by their authorities.     And now, isn’t this just in use?

 Old Martinson directly ordered: "Call Ashka. I have something for him to do."

 An accompanying assistant nodded silently, took out his mobile phone, and quickly made a call.

 The medical staff nearby voluntarily retreated.

“My dear old Mr. Martinson, your Ashka is always at your command.” An uncomfortable voice sounded from the other side.

Just hearing that eerie voice, you seem to have seen a murderous demon, as if there is a ray of cold air blowing from the other side of the phone, making people's hair stand on end.

Old Martinson was not afraid at all. The warlord general was just a vicious dog he kept in captivity. If he was disobedient, Old Martinson could help another person up at any time and then kill him.

“Ashka, there is something I need you to do, and it must be done immediately, now.

 Get rid of everyone in your group called Golden Crown Lottery, including their boss! "

 Old Martinson suddenly remembered something. Chen Chu is a Chinese...

He paused and said: "If you encounter Chinese people who have been deceived and arrested in the Golden Crown Group, let them go and send them safely to the border of Dahua."

He didn’t know if what he did was useful. Anyway, it was just a casual remark, and he just did it.

General Ashka couldn't understand what Old Martinson said. Aren't these high-ranking conglomerates the most hostile to Dahua?

　　What happened today? It’s really surprising that he helped Dahua.

"Yes, my Mr. Martinson, I will. Just wait for my news. You will see the news that the golden crown disappears from the map at noon." He smiled sinisterly, and then hung up the phone.

Old Martinson didn't care about Ashka's rudeness. For him, as long as a knife is easy to use, other slight shortcomings can be tolerated.

“Is today the day of baptism at the Holy Fountain?” Old Martinson asked.

The assistant said: "Yes."

"Then let me entertain our guests first and wait for the good news about Ashka." Old Martinson said happily.

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The bimonthly baptism in the holy spring is the most important thing for those gentlemen. Even if their son dies, they will put aside their things and rush over.

 At present, there is already a hall dedicated to the holy spring baptism of these gentlemen. At this time, many gentlemen from financial groups and parliamentarians have arrived.

 And after these days of development, there are also some unfamiliar faces. There is no doubt that these are also the powerful people in this country.

 Nearly all the top leaders of the country were wiped out.

  It can be said that as long as someone launches a missile here, the most powerful country in the world will immediately fall apart.

Well, the premise is that they can break through the air defense system of a nearby base...

　　When old Martinson arrived, everyone stood up neatly and bowed their proud heads piously, in awe.

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  (end of this chapter)