Chapter 513 Ring By Ring

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Lin Xuanyuan opened his eyes before seven o'clock in the morning. Less than four hours of sleep last night, He didn't feel tired after waking up, At most, it's just psychological pressure, He could now feel the mood of Adolf and his son when they were in the Divine Continent Empire, against a superpower, individually or in small groups, It's not funny, Even with Lilin Xuanyuan's willpower and ability to resist pressure, There was also a faint feeling of suffocation, The focus of the Xuanyuan Clan's martial arts was desperate determination. Therefore, Lin Xuanyuan's determination was definitely one of the strongest amongst World-shaking Martial Arts Sovereigns. Now that Lin Xuanyuan was still like this in the United States, it was obvious how desperate Adolf and the others were when they were in the Divine Continent Empire.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan was still asleep, not in a provocative sleeping position. Her entire body was curled up and her back was facing Lin Xuanyuan. Her body trembled from time to time. The quality of her sleep was obviously not very wonderful. At this time, her entire body was filled with a kind of exclusive and feminine delicacy, pitiful and pitiful. Lin Xuanyuan sat on the bed and looked at Xuanyuan Qinghuan's back for a moment. He took a deep breath and rubbed his stiff face. When he got up and put on his shoes, he casually lifted a long box on the bed.

The box is not big, But it's very long, At least a meter and a half long, Fifty to sixty centimeters wide, Ten centimeters thick, Inside, Apart from the scourge and the riverside fire, These were the most advanced secret service routes in the Divine Continent. There were a total of more than 20 different routes, ranging from iron claws, neurotoxins, scouting watches, paralyzing rings, information transmission sunglasses, and so on. They represented sneak attacks, ambushes, scouting, eavesdropping, surveillance, escape, and captives.

Lin Xuanyuan calmly put everything in the box on his body. These props are not big, A lot of them can be taken directly with them, It was similar to ordinary daily necessities, This was the standard match for almost everyone on Lin Xuanyuan's team. As far as Lin Xuanyuan, The weakest elite warrior out of a hundred, All the equipment was identical, The only difference may be clothes, Lin Xuanyuan's suit was given to him by the Emperor after he went to the Divine Continent Empire. A black trench coat was also handed to him along with the suit, It was specially made for him, Two clothes, It costs almost $12 million, This kind of'divine attire 'naturally could be worn not only on the front and back, but also on the back. Along with the two clothes, Lin Xuanyuan also had two brochures similar to the introduction. The piles of data and experimental results, Lin Xuanyuan felt a headache. He swept his gaze casually, The clothes were custom-made from the Royal Armament Factory, The technology introduced in England and Germany a few years ago, After the royal family's professional staff improved, they put into small-scale production, nanotechnology, waterproof, fireproof and dustproof, The strongest is bulletproof, but also has a certain degree of explosion-proof effect, The clothes looked no different from an ordinary suit trench coat, There's a fucking Armani sign on it, Lin Xuanyuan looked at the data on the two booklets, But he still remembered something, It's very clear from the manual, Without considering the capacity of the human body to withstand it, The shirt could withstand bullets from pistols, submachine guns and even sniper rifles that weren't too powerful, But if you run into something like Barrett, Or if it was an airborne heavy machine gun, even if it was worn, it would be useless. There were two inconspicuous airbags on the sleeves of the clothes. They were of a high density and high concentration type. In an emergency, once the airbags were opened, they could be used as small parachutes. The word "divine equipment" was absolutely worthy of being used.

All sorts of props, bulletproof vests, heavenly scourge, and the golden thread of the mask that was even more powerful than the bulletproof vests.

The luxury of Lin Xuanyuan's equipment was simply the highest since his debut.

At 7:15 in the morning.

Lin Xuanyuan equipped all kinds of props on his body. After a moment of activity, Nothing uncomfortable, He nodded in satisfaction. Xuanyuan Qinghuan was woken up. Eldest Senior Sister's shyness seemed to have been completely overdrawn last night. Apart from the unnatural flash of her eyes, she was surprisingly calm. She never wore makeup, simply washed her face, and then casually put on a large number of secret service equipment. Not only did she not need Lin Xuanyuan's guidance and introduction, she was even more skilled at using those props than Lin Xuanyuan.

Lin Xuanyuan was in a daze for a moment. Automatically, Xuanyuan Qinghuan was captured by him as a loser and Xuanyuan Longyin handed the Xuanyuan bloodline to him. His relationship with this Eldest Senior Sister became somewhat strange. Normally, Xuanyuan Qinghuan would always be quiet, This woman with a very sacred temperament was clearly extremely beautiful, but her sense of existence was very small. Only now did he realize that the World-shaking Grade female supreme being standing in front of him was also the number one killer on the Heavenly Killer Rankings in the Dark World, the wandering soul!

Lin Xuanyuan was also a killer, known as the God of War, Although the list wasn't on the killer list, But his status was incomparably transcendent, It was even above the wandering soul, But he, Xuanyuan Qinghuan, and even most of the killers had different paths, Normal killers hide, He knew the trick of hiding, searching for an opportunity, and not being able to dodge a thousand miles in a single strike. He could also do it beautifully, but he rarely did it. He rarely relied on some special props. A person, a sword, or at most a spear would dare to openly slaughter everything. He was one of those ferocious people that even if I told you in advance, you wouldn't be able to escape.

In comparison, Xuanyuan Qinghuan was the representative of a true orthodox assassin. Her outstanding combat strength, extraordinary patience, and her ability to utilize various tools and grasp opportunities were more like peak assassins hidden in the darkness.

The word wandering soul was truly worthy of its name.

It's 7:35.

The two of them walked downstairs and came to the dining hall. Coincidentally, the beautiful nanny served breakfast.

Matsuka Ichiro walked down the stairs at the other end. Matsuka Xun and Zhang Zhaoyuan were already sitting at the dining table, but they did not move their chopsticks. Seeing Lin Xuanyuan and Matsuka Ichiro coming down, both of them stood up.

"Good morning, Your Highness. How did you sleep last night?"

Matsuka Ichiro chuckled. This uncle, who didn't know the exact relationship between Lin Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Qinghuan, dared to arrange the two of them into a room. Facing Xuanyuan Qinghuan's secretive gaze, he had a calm expression and appeared to have a clear conscience.

"Not bad, the big bed is very comfortable."

Lin Xuanyuan smiled casually.

Matsu Ichiro laughed heartily and sat down at the main table.

Song Hexun changed her expression of admiration again. After hesitating for a moment, she walked to Lin Xuanyuan's side and sat down. It seemed that she was excited. Her face was exceptionally red and she said, "Your Highness, I, I am Song Hexun."

This expression, tone, and gaze were all at the level of a movie queen. They were vivid and lifelike, unable to tell whether it was real or not.

"Hello, Miss Song He."

Lin Xuanyuan smiled and nodded.

Song Hexun's rosy face suddenly became even redder, and she stammered, unable to speak.

Lin Xuanyuan didn't care and nodded to Zhang Zhaoyuan, who was looking at him. Then, he looked at the dining table in front of him.

A very traditional Japanese breakfast.

Raw eggs, small pieces of fish with drum sauce, smoked ham, sea shrimp, seaweed, pickles, plums, soup...

Lin Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Qinghuan did not pay much attention to food, nor did they get used to eating, so they buried themselves in their meals.

The Song He Clan's dining table was silent, Matsu Ichiro is as talkative and funny as ever. His words continued, Under his lead, Song Hexun, who seemed to be sitting nervously with her idol, opened her mouth and asked Lin Xuanyuan some insensitive questions. Lin Xuanyuan answered them one by one, chatting and laughing with Song Heichiro and his daughter. Looking at her posture, it was as if she was really visiting the United States for a holiday. She was extremely relaxed. Even Song Heichiro secretly sighed.

Zhang Zhaoyuan remained silent, cold and sharp.

8:15.

At the end of breakfast.

The beautiful nanny hurriedly walked over with a newspaper and handed it to Matsu Ichiro , but did not say anything. She turned around and walked out.

Lin Xuanyuan casually glanced at the newspaper and saw a symbol with two pairs of holy wings.

Angel Media's newspaper.

The reason why Lin Xuanyuan had an understanding of Angel Media, because after he blew up CBS in the last American war, Colombian media, ranked number one in the United States, has been hit by several other media giants in succession, Angel Media was especially active. Finally, Angel Media was fed up with nearly half of Colombia Media Group's shares and was making a lot of money. It was said that Angel Justin wanted to rebuild the radio building on the ruins of Columbia TV Station. When Lin Xuanyuan found out about this, he wanted to bomb it again another day.

Matsu Ichiro glanced at the newspaper and his expression turned serious. He patiently read the headlines and finally couldn't bear it. He slapped the newspaper on the table and angrily said, "Yurisses is a bastard who should be cut into thousands of pieces!"

Lin Xuanyuan subconsciously narrowed his eyes and raised his head, "What's going on?"

Matsu Ichiro originally wanted to turn on the TV, But after a moment of hesitation, Forget it, Passing the newspaper to Lin Xuanyuan, "Angel Media's newspaper, Angel Media is not the largest media conglomerate in the United States, But in the major cities of the United States, But it has a very strong influence. The news in the newspapers should be broadcasted along with the TV news and Voice Radio. When we can see it, it is basically the same as spreading throughout the United States. The Angel Media has a very hidden relationship with Yurisses. There is no doubt that Yurisses took action when the Angel Media spoke this time. "

Lin Xuanyuan frowned after reading the headlines in the newspaper.

The paper was a White House statement, With the President's autograph to confirm the authority, the statement roughly meant that the origin, Asian descent, and statelessness of the terrorists responsible for the terrorist attack had been traced. However, it was basically certain that they were from the Divine Continent Empire, and it was very likely that they were special forces or agents of the Divine Continent Empire. Their current service status and purpose were unknown.

The wording of the White House statement was fairly moderate, but after the announcement, the language of the newspaper was filled with gunpowder. The American media had developed very extensively, and with Yurisses providing information, the sharp words of the newspaper could only be used to vent the anger and revenge of the Divine Empire in the face of the traitorous incident a few months ago.

Less than a fifth of the headlines were occupied by a statement, and the rest were'one-sided 'speculations of the Angel Media. The article was extremely provocative. In less than a thousand words, it forcefully portrayed the Divine Continent Empire, the people of the Divine Continent Empire, as war maniacs who ignored international security and the threat of war and wantonly slaughtered civilians for pleasure.

Every single word was enough to cause the hatred of the Americans towards the Divine Continent Empire to surge, burning with rage.

Lin Xuanyuan narrowed his eyes. Before he could say anything, the babysitter who had just delivered the newspaper ran in again. With a serious expression, she said, "Mr. Song He, there is a large-scale civilian conflict in Gao Tan Manhattan."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Matsu Ichiro was originally annoyed, but now he asked impatiently with a frown.

"Yes … it's a conflict between the local Chinese and the Americans. It's very large. I'm afraid there are hundreds of people. Among them, there are Chinese who directly printed out banners that the Americans should have all been killed."

The expressions of everyone present changed drastically!

Matsu Ichiro 's phone rang. He picked up the phone and listened to it. His expression became even uglier as he said gloomily, "It's not just Takahashi, San Francisco, there's also a large-scale civilian conflict in Federation City. There's also a similar banner that the Americans deserve to die. It's said that dozens of people died on the spot in Federation City, both Chinese and Americans."

"Chinese?"

Lin Xuanyuan sneered.

Perhaps some radical Chinese will raise banners at this time to widen the conflict.

But it's unusual for the same thing to happen in several cities at the same time.

But no matter what, with the appearance of the statement, the escalation of the conflict, and the damned banners of the Americans, all these contradictions began to escalate, becoming uncontrollable all of a sudden.

"It really is a chain link."

Lin Xuanyuan muttered to himself. He stood up and said, "Senior Sister, it's time for us to take action."

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