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Chapter 770 - 746:

Chapter 770: Chapter 746:

"Kill!" The Fierce Tiger Formation on the right wing first launched the attack. Dozens of guns rained bullets on the car, clattering loudly as the bullets chased the vehicle. Soon, the tires of the Honda small car were blasted apart. The car still ferociously slammed into the crowd, many people didn’t have time to dodge, and were directly hit and sent flying by Ye Chen.

"Damn it!" The lieutenant watched from a distance, furious in his heart. He hadn’t expected that so many of his men would be toyed with by Ye Chen alone. This made the lieutenant feel extremely suffocated. He gritted his teeth and said, "Falcon Formation on the left, support the Fierce Tiger Formation!"

"Yes!" The defensively positioned Falcon Formation on the left immediately reinforced the Fierce Tiger Formation. Positioned at three o’clock and nine o’clock positions respectively, Ye Chen had already breached the right wing’s defenses but he didn’t flee; instead, he turned the car around and accelerated toward the Fierce Tiger Formation once again.

"Quick, spread out!" the team leader of the Fierce Tiger Formation immediately shouted.

However, some people still couldn’t escape in time and were once again brutally hit by Ye Chen. Seeing this, the Falcon Formation dispersed, with over a hundred people wielding guns and frantically shooting at the police car Ye Chen was driving. The white Honda was now riddled with bullets. Ye Chen pushed open the car door and swiftly rolled out. Then, he lunged toward the enemy, killing his way into a group of a hundred people.

"Quick, surround and kill him!" the lieutenant said, overjoyed at the sight. He hoped to encircle Ye Chen, to prevent him from running around and making it difficult to track him. After all, it’s easy to dodge a spear in the open but hard to guard against a stab in the dark. The enemy hidden in the shadows always leaves one at a disadvantage. Ye Chen hooked up a cold smile, saying, "Die!"

He wielded a scimitar, fighting madly among the crowd. Initially, the Self-Defense Force soldiers believed they could overwhelm Ye Chen with sheer numbers, but eventually, they realized Ye Chen was a weapon of war, made for battle. He was frenzied, bloodthirsty, and ruthless...

"Colonel, this guy is undying!" a deputy ran over, panting.

"Even if he’s undying, we must kill him!" the colonel gritted his teeth. "We cannot disappoint Lord Minister Miyazaki Yama’s expectations. Even if we have to fight to the last man, we must kill him!"

"Yes!" The deputy, helpless, could only continue attacking with gritted teeth.

By now, over a hundred corpses lay on the ground, including those who had been run over by Ye Chen. Ye Chen had already slaughtered over sixty people by hand. His carnage continued, the cigarette hanging from his mouth extinguished by the enemy’s blood. Ye Chen’s eyes had transformed, turning from dark red to a sinister purple.

"Kill..." Ye Chen let out a deep, furious roar.

That roar startled the surrounding soldiers, filling them with a wave of terror. Ye Chen’s voice was like the call of death from Hell. That deep sound seemed to penetrate deep into their souls.

At this moment, Ye Chen was covered in blood, and his transformation had lasted unexpectedly long, something even he hadn’t foreseen. Carrying a chilling scimitar, he moved among the soldiers, slaughtering madly, using their blood to wash away the hatred staining him.

The lieutenant hadn’t expected Ye Chen to be so deadly, slaying so many in one breath, and the slaughter was still ongoing. Ye Chen was like a war machine, crazily harvesting the lives of his enemies.

Time slowly passed, and the number of the Japan Self-Defense Force soldiers rapidly decreased. They grew timid, fearful. From the initial confidence, their morale now plummeted realizing that the enemy was indeed unbeatable. The lieutenant still commanded the Self-Defense Force to attack relentlessly. Casualties were inevitable, but no matter how many died, if Ye Chen was killed, then everything would be worth it.

"Kill, kill, kill!" shouted the Self-Defense Force soldiers, trying to boost their morale. However, they soon realized they had failed; their morale had not risen before Ye Chen burst forth again, a surging fighting spirit erupting.

By now, the sky had darkened, and the massacre was still raging, continuing crazily.

Over five hundred in a battle lasting more than an hour had left over three hundred dead. The amount of strength and power needed by Ye Chen was immense.

"Colonel, we must request reinforcements!" the deputy pleaded again.

"No, even if we all die, we absolutely cannot request reinforcements!" the colonel bit his teeth. "We must hold on to the last minute; we must keep going. We absolutely cannot disappoint Lord Minister Miyazaki Yama. We must give an account to him!"

"Yes!" The deputy was covered in blood, not knowing if it was his own or Ye Chen’s. In any case, the scene was exceedingly brutal.

The last hundred or so struggled bitterly, and the further they went, the more they lacked the strength and fighting spirit. Ye Chen seemed unchanged from beginning to end. At that moment, an unexpected force entered the fray, causing the lieutenant to startle, freezing him in place as he urgently asked, "Deputy, who are they?"

"I...don’t know!" the deputy gasped.

However, they soon discovered that the troops dressed entirely in black suits were actually Ye Chen’s allies, sent by the Hechuan Liu Family from Japan to aid him. Upon receiving orders from Jack, the old butler of the Luo Sijue family, the Hechuan Liu Family immediately formed a squad in Tokyo, planning to snatch Ye Chen from the hands of the Japan Self-Defense Force.

The appearance of this black-clad squad undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to the Self-Defense Force, immediately demoralizing them as they cried out, "Run quickly, or we’ll die!"

Seeing the Self-Defense Force retreat while fighting, a lieutenant bitterly said, "Damn it, how dare you retreat! That’s absolutely disgraceful!"

"Attack!" The infiltration of the black-clad team put the Self-Defense Force in complete crisis. Their members desperately retreated, and the lieutenant was already powerless to turn the tide, watching in dismay as the black-clothed men took Ye Chen away, he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, he escaped again!"

"Lieutenant, we should get out of here quickly!" his aide urgently pulled him.

"No, I want to kill him!" the lieutenant gritted his teeth and said. Then, he immediately charged at Ye Chen. The gunfire halted abruptly, and the lieutenant, with a military saber in hand, lunged at Ye Chen. Ye Chen turned around, looked at him, and sneered, "Killing so many today, one more makes no difference!"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, then, gritting his teeth, flung his machete toward the opponent.

Pu-chi...

Seeing the machete strike unexpectedly into the opponent’s chest, the lieutenant was stunned. He grabbed the machete with one hand, pulled it out fiercely, and threw it aside, continuing his charge toward Ye Chen, his Eastern Country scimitar harshly slicing at Ye Chen.

"Seeking death!" Ye Chen kicked the opponent in the chest. Although the opponent’s blade cut through the muscles on Ye Chen’s thigh, he hardly cared. The lieutenant was kicked down by Ye Chen. The stab wound in his chest was fatal and to the end, the lieutenant lost his life, staring wide-eyed in death.

"The lieutenant is dead, run!" the soldiers who were still engaged in a nearby firefight now turned and ran, leaving even the lieutenant’s body behind.

"Mr. Ye, let’s hurry!" the leader of the black-clad team immediately said.

"Okay!" Ye Chen nodded, and then he immediately followed them, sprinting into the darkness. After running for a while, Ye Chen was ushered into a Lincoln Car, which started up and headed toward the Hechuan Liu Family.

As Ye Chen sat in the car, he instantly felt drained, a wave of weakness and drowsiness overwhelming him. He felt as though he was about to pass out. Sitting in the car, Ye Chen immediately sank into a heavy sleep, almost as if he hadn’t slept for days and had just hit the bed.

The car circled around Tokyo several times before heading to the Hechuan Liu Family. Inside the family’s villa, the Lincoln Car slowly came to a stop, and the Clan Leader immediately had people carry Ye Chen into a room, then had the family’s doctor treat his wounds.

At that moment in Tokyo, chaos ensued. Miyazaki Yama received the news of Ye Chen’s escape and flew into a rage.

"Damn it, why... why did he escape again?" Miyazaki Yama threw the cup he was holding, and he was nearly on the verge of a breakdown. He couldn’t believe that, having sent a force of five hundred men, only a little more than one hundred returned, many dead or wounded, and even a colonel had died—a severe blow for Miyazaki Yama and one he could not explain to Prime Minister Noda.

"Lord Minister, please dispatch more troops immediately for a search!" an aide hurriedly suggested.

"Hmph!" Miyazaki Yama slightly calmed down, his teeth clenched, and said, "Ye Chen has already escaped; wanting to find him now seems harder than reaching the heavens, doesn’t it?"

"But our dignity must not be trampled upon!" the aide insisted grittily, "We’ve lost so many people; they can’t just have died in vain. We must make Ye Chen pay with his blood, letting them know that the dignity of Japan cannot be trampled on!"

"Do you want us to lose even more face?" Miyazaki Yama scoffed, "With just one man’s strength, Ye Chen has killed so many of our soldiers; do you want more of our people to die in vain?"

"Lord Minister, are we to just let our soldiers have died in vain?" the aide squinted. From the moment he heard the news, he was very angry, he never imagined that Ye Chen was so formidable, killing over three hundred people with his own strength.

"Immediately investigate the backgrounds of those black-clothed men; let’s see exactly who they are!" Miyazaki Yama hadn’t lost his composure in his rage; he adjusted his mindset, calmly thought for a while, then decided to start with that group of black-clad people. He believed that since they had appeared, it was certainly possible to track down where they had come from.

"Yes!" the aide immediately nodded.