At the same time, the Yanjing suburbs of cemetery.

Wan Pojun, wearing a black suit and black sunglasses, walked to a cemetery where the couple was buried together with a bunch of white chrysanthemums.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen young men in black, including yellow, white and black, and even several brown people, each of whom looked extraordinary.

Among them, Lu Haotian, the tiger king in white who usually loves white clothes, has also changed into black clothes from head to toe.

Wan Pojun stood slowly in front of the tombstone, looking at the words and photos on the tombstone, two lines of tears were drawn under his black sunglasses.

He was stunned for a moment, knelt on the ground, took off his sunglasses, and his eyes were redder and swallowed: "Dad...Mom...Son is here to see you! Son is unfilial...I haven't been able to come back to see you for so many years, and I hope you can forgive me in the Heavenly Spirit..."

After saying that, he bent down and kowtowed three times in front of the tombstone.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his head and stroked the photos of his parents on the tombstone, and said resolutely: "Dad, mom, son has made some achievements overseas over the years! The Wanlong Hall established by his son is now the top five mercenary organization in the world, with tens of thousands of soldiers under his command. When his son comes back this time, he not only wants to avenge you, but also rob the Ye family Yeling Mountain and move you two to there to be buried with magnificently! I must let people from all Yanjing, all China and even the world witness the Ye family pay a huge price for your death!"

After saying that, he wiped away his tears and said seriously: "Dad, Mom. Please wait a few days. On the Qingming Festival, my son will take you to kill Yeling Mountain together!"

At this time, a sudden burst of prompt sound came from the Bluetooth headset of the white tiger king Lu Haotian.

Hearing this voice, his brows frowned tightly.

He knew that this sound was an emergency notification sound that would only be used when a major emergency occurred. Generally, as long as this sound sounded, it was not a good thing.

Then, he turned around gently, took out his phone from the inner bag of the suit, and looked down and was shocked!

The message was sent by Chen Zhonglei.

He originally wanted to call Wan Pojun directly to report the battle situation, but Wan Pojun's mobile phone was turned off before entering the cemetery. That's why he sent the message to Lu Haotian.

In the message, Chen Zhonglei wrote the battle situation very directly, and the content was: "Haotian, please report to the palace master on behalf of me: One thousand elites in our army parachuted to the Hamid's army an hour ago. On the southern wing of Hamid, the hillside of the north wing was ambushed. The enemy used a large amount of strong explosives to kill and kill on a large scale. The thousand elites in our army have now been wiped out!"

Lu Haotian was extremely surprised.

He couldn't understand that Chen Zhonglei, who followed Wan Pojun to travel around the country and made countless military achievements, would have suffered two consecutive defeats in Syria!

In the history of Wanlong Palace, this is definitely the first time!

As a result, more than 2,500 people were killed in the Wanlong Palace in one day, which was almost the same as the two standard regiment-level regiment-level institutions were wiped out!

Such a major thing happened. His first thought was to report to Wan Pojun quickly.

But when he saw that Wan Pojun was paying homage to his parents, he suddenly became a little hesitant again.

After all, Wan Pojun was taken abroad at less than ten years old. This was the first time he had come back to worship his parents in more than 20 years. At this time, it was difficult for him to come forward to disturb him.

Wan Pojun seemed to have noticed something at this time and said coldly: "If there is anything, just say it!"

Lu Haotian was a little shocked, but he was still calm down quickly, stepped forward, and whispered: "The Lord of the Palace, the Green Wolf King, sent a battle report. The thousand elites he sent were ambushed by the enemy after the parachute and were wiped out!"

"What?!" Wan Pojun stood up, turned around and grabbed Lu Haotian's collar, and asked angrily: "A thousand elites from Wanlong Palace took the initiative to attack those scattered soldiers and brave men, and they could even be wiped out? Are you teasing me!?"

Lu Haotian was grabbed by him and could not move at all. He said with some difficulty: "District... The Lord of the Palace... All I said... were sent to me by the Green-Eyed Wolf King. If you... If you don't believe it, you can read my message..."

Wan Pojun snatched his cell phone and looked down at the text message, and he was already in extreme anger.

He struggled to throw Lu Haotian's phone to the ground, smashing it to pieces. Then he gritted his teeth and growled: "More than 1,500 people died yesterday, and another 1,000 people died today. Is Chen Zhonglei a waste?"

Lu Haotian coughed twice, but did not dare to answer the conversation.

Wan Pojun said with an extremely cold expression: "These two defeats will definitely discredit our Wanlong Palace! It may even make us fall out of 10 places in the ranking of the world mercenary organization! The entire mercenary world has not had such a tragic sacrifice in recent decades! This is really a big deal!!"

Then, he immediately took out his cell phone, turned on Chen Zhonglei after turning on it, and cursed: "You are a bucket!!! I will give you such a simple task, will you do what you look like today?"

Chen Zhonglei said in great shame: "Master of the Palace, please listen to my explanation..."

Wan Pojun gritted his teeth and asked: "After such a big defeat, what else can you explain? Are you worthy of the title of the Four Battle Kings of Wanlong Palace?"

Chen Zhonglei said dejectedly: "Lord of the Palace... I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Wanlong Palace... But this time the enemy is indeed extraordinary. Not only have they already made very strong fortifications, but they can even accurately predict our tactical plan for each step. Our people randomly selected two parachute sites, and as a result, all of these two sites have strong explosives they buried in advance, so I believe they must have set up explosive points in all parts of the base. No matter where our soldiers land, they are within their range of killing..."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhonglei said in great grief and anger: "Lord of the Palace, I accept any punishment for me. Even if you directly deal with the military law and shoot me, I have no complaints..."

"But I have to say that Hamid and his men were extremely surprised by the opposition organizations we had encountered before. This person's strategic vision and tactical arrangements were very accurate, and extremely ruthless..."

"To this day, all our contacts with him can see that he is an extreme pragmatist. All his fortifications and tactical arrangements have only one purpose, that is, to do everything possible to kill the enemy and never leave any way out for the enemy..."

"We must take such a person seriously and only by taking him seriously can we defeat him. If you shoot me, please consider it carefully in the next strategic arrangements. Don't underestimate this guy..."

Wan Pojun's expression was extremely gloomy. He was silent for a moment and said coldly: "I have fought two unprecedented defeats in succession. With this alone, I will not kill you twice!"

Speaking of this, Wan Pojun changed his subject and continued: "But now is not the time to kill you, but the time to make meritorious contributions! The more you lose in Hamid, the more we cannot let him go, and it will not take long. The entire mercenary world will know about this, and then everyone will see all our jokes, so we must completely annihilate Hamid and find the face we lost!"

Chen Zhonglei blurted out: "The Lord of the Palace... Now Hamid makes his base like an iron barrel, and it is difficult for us to attack. Unless we use corpses to pile it up..."

Wan Pojun gritted his teeth and said, "You can't launch an attack blindly anymore, as it will only bring greater damage. We can no longer afford the third defeat!"

As he said that, Wan Pojun immediately ordered: "Change all your troops now and calm everyone's emotions first. Never let these two failures shake the morale of the army. I will immediately draw a batch of troops from Yemen and other regions to gather 15,000 people for you, and surround this Hamid for me! It is like an iron barrel! No fly is allowed to fly in!"
Chapter completed!