Could it be...

Could it be that the mysterious body technique has already integrated into my body? The more Ye Hao thought about it, the more he felt it might be true. Before, there were two drops of dark red, blood-like substance on the silk. When Ye Hao touched it, he felt as if it had a heartbeat, or as if it was warm blood.

Thinking back and forth, Ye Hao could only believe that the silk and those mysterious cultivation technique patterns had seeped into his blood and flesh.

But another question arose: how did the ring separate the eighth generation system? Could it be that this ring existed independently and, for some unknown reason, managed to separate the eighth generation system?

The more Ye Hao thought about it, the less he understood the connection. Unable to figure it out, he decided not to dwell on it.

He stretched his body and stood up, then he noticed a sign on the ground, which read:

"Boss, safe journey. Please forgive us, your younger brothers, for not being able to accompany you any longer. It's really because the Jiepeng navy is too despicable. We can only draw them away to prevent them from desecrating your body. Your tomb, Boss."

Seeing the writing on the sign, Ye Hao's face turned grim. Once again, it was the Jiepeng navy. It looks like this time, he has to teach them a good lesson.

So Ye Hao instructed the eighth generation system to search for the signal source, while he took out his phone and dialed Lin Ruyu's number.

When the call connected, Lin Ruyu asked tearfully, "Ye Hao, where are you? When are you coming back? I heard that ever since Xue Zhaolong and the others returned, they've been drinking every day. Where are you? Tell me, I'll come to pick you up."

Lin Ruyu's barrage of questions was all out of concern for Ye Hao, which made Ye Hao feel very warm.

"Haha, I'm fine. You haven't heard any rumors, have you?" Ye Hao was worried that Xue Zhaolong and the others might return and say he was dead, which would make things awkward.

"No! But I heard that Xue Zhaolong is getting more and more temperamental!" Lin Ruyu reported on Xue Zhaolong's situation.

"If Xue Zhaolong and his people tell you I'm dead, tell them I'm not. I'm currently on Diaoyu Island. There should be news about it soon. I'm going to kill those Jiepeng bastards." Ye Hao said with a smile.

He wanted to kill the Jiepeng bastards because they intended to kill Xu Shaoyuan and the others, so Ye Hao wanted to avenge them. Of course! Revenge was one thing; national humiliation was another. Ye Hao hadn't forgotten the atrocious things the Jiepeng people had done to Huaxia in the past.

"Ah! Why would they say you're dead?" asked Lin Ruyu in surprise.

"There have been some small issues, but it's nothing. I'll be back in Huaxia in a few days, take care of yourself." Ye Hao urged Lin Ruyu with a smile before hanging up the phone.

With Ye Hao's reassurance, Lin Ruyu and Su Qing were completely at ease. The gloom that clouded them these past days began to lift, replaced by smiles.

"Jiepeng people, hmph! After taking down the United States Navy and the Philippine Army, your Jiepeng military shouldn't expect peace either." After saying this, Ye Hao donned terrorist clothing, then masked up and equipped himself with the H-1 automatic rifle.

Fully armed, Ye Hao moved towards where the Jiepeng soldiers were.

Now, Ye Hao had reached the sixth stage of National Martial Arts, but for some reason, he always felt that his sixth stage could rival people at the seventh stage, or even be more formidable.

The sixth stage of National Martial Arts is equivalent to the eighth generation system having a range of six hundred meters, which acts as Ye Hao's eyes, allowing him to clearly understand all movements within six hundred meters.

Ye Hao arrived behind a mountain patrol team, holding a cigarette, and coughed twice.

The patrol team quickly turned back, but upon seeing Ye Hao was from Huaxia, they all displayed playful expressions.

"Mr. Yamada, how shall we play with this yellow-pig?" a team member asked someone who appeared to be the leader.

"Break his limbs and let him be a wild boar on Diaoyu Island!" The leader Yamada said with a sinister smile.

"Haha, this way he'll truly become a yellow pig."

Ye Hao also knew a little Jiepeng language. After all, he was from Team A, and members of Team A were required to know various languages, though Ye Hao wasn't very proficient.

"Heh, Jiepeng trash, go see your Orochi Great Serpent!" Ye Hao didn't show any anger towards them and directly raised the H-1...

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

With three shots, before the Jiepeng mountain patrol team could react, they were shot dead by Ye Hao's precise marksmanship.

The three bullet points landed perfectly on the center of their foreheads.

There were four people in the patrol team; Ye Hao killed the three regular members, leaving the one addressed as Mr. Yamada.

"Baka!" Mr. Yamada cursed angrily, raising his rifle to shoot Ye Hao.

But how could Ye Hao let him have his way? With an instant flash, he was right in front of Mr. Yamada, seizing his rifle with a look of confusion from Mr. Yamada.

Before he could even react, he had his gun taken away, and as he opened his mouth to shout for help, hoping his other comrades would hear and rescue him,

Ye Hao was faster, directly punching him in the face and coldly saying, "If you dare to make a sound, I'll send you to the afterlife."

That Mr. Yamada looked at Ye Hao in terror, not daring to speak.

"Let me ask you, how many of you Jiepeng people are on Diaoyu Island? What weapons do you have, and who is the highest commander?"

Although Mr. Yamada understood Ye Hao's Jiepeng language, albeit not very standard, he understood a bit and quickly reported, "There are three hundred people on Diaoyu Island. We've been ordered by the General to guard the mountain to prevent the Huaxia pigs..."

"Slap!"

"Prevent Huaxia people from landing on the island and creating chaos... "

"Slap!"

"Sob sob..."

"Continue talking."

That Jiepeng Mr. Yamada wanted to cry! Switching one wrong word warranted a slap; who would dare continue speaking?

"I, I won't say anymore."

"Then die!"

"I'll speak, I'll speak. We, the Sun Country, have a three hundred-person mountain defense unit to prevent Huaxia people from landing on the island, to avoid confusion among the international community and mislead them into thinking Diaoyu Island is your Huaxia's inherent territory."

"Isn't Diaoyu Island Huaxia's inherent territory?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.

"Of course not!"

"Slap!"

"Is it or isn't it?" Ye Hao asked playfully while looking at Mr. Yamada.

"Yes, it is Baka!"

"Slap!"

"Are you still cursing?"

"I don't dare, I don't dare, ask whatever else you have!" Mr. Yamada cried! Seeing someone like Ye Hao, he was utterly frightened, always ready to resort to violence.

"Who is the leader of the mountain defense unit?" Ye Hao asked.

"It's my uncle, Yamada Chajiu."

"What level of skill?"

"National Martial Arts third stage, please spare me! I've told you everything you asked." Mr. Yamada began to beg for mercy.

"Spare you? Who spared the Huaxia innocents you Jiepeng people killed?" Ye Hao said, lifting the rifle and pointing it at Mr. Yamada.

"Baka!" Mr. Yamada cursed and pulled a grenade from his pocket… (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com), where you can vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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