"Dear Evil God, welcome you!" After the electronic prompt sound, a picture appeared on the computer.

In the picture is a standard Japanese room, where a man in a blue kimono is sitting on the tatami. In front of him is a relatively large square table with a large amount of food, fried saury, fine sushi, rice balls and other things, and many others that cannot be named at all, which is dazzling.

The man was tall and big, not much smaller than an adult black bear. It should not be difficult to kill a wild boar with one foot. At the same time, he also had a lot of fat on his body, and he was no different from a big lump of meat, making it impossible to find where his waist and neck were.

He held a roasted lamb leg in his left hand and a big bowl of egg flowers in his right hand. He only had two or three bites of lamb leg and half a bowl of soup. Another big bite was gone.

Seeing Chen Xuan on the screen, his eating action immediately stopped, and his oily mouth forgot to chew.

Chen Xuan frowned and said, "Yamamoto, you are still the commander of the Eighth District of the Chiyan Iron Army. Is there nothing else to do except eat every day? Look at yourself, no one is eating like this."

The man called Yamamoto smiled awkwardly, quickly put down the food in his hand, trying to stand up, but he couldn't even find his legs buried in the fat meat, and said with a sweaty look on his face: "Old Evil God, I didn't expect you to contact me now, you're so rude."

"Okay, don't mess with those useless things. If you want to eat, keep eating. Food is more important than your life. If you get hungry, others will say that I abuse my subordinates."

"Thank you, Lord Evil God, that's a shameless job." Yamamoto swallowed, and said, picking up a large fried saury and chewed it directly in his mouth. However, compared with the previous ones, he is now much more reserved.

Chen Xuan asked in a deep voice: "There is a team leader in your eighth district called Tony, right?"

Yamamoto wiped the oil stains on his face and said, "Yes, he sent me a message before, saying that he was with you."

"He is dead now."

Yamamoto was stunned and said in a daze: "Old Evil God, did that bastard get angry with you? It's really..."

Chen Xuan raised his hand and interrupted his words, saying, "No, he is a very excellent soldier, and he was killed by others."

Yamamoto pondered for a few seconds and said, "Everyone of our warriors in the eighth district can fight well. Who can kill Tony? Could it be the one of the Pili Dragon God?"

Chen Xuan sighed and said, "There is this possibility, but the Red Flame Iron Army rarely operates in China, and there is basically no conflict with the Pili Dragon God. Most of them will not do this. Other organizations outside of China are more likely. Check it out for me to see if there are organizations that have come to China recently. Tell me immediately after finding it."

"OK."

"How is your eighth District recently? Is there any action on the Blue Eagle?"

Yamamoto grabbed his round belly and said, "A submarine was retired in the Bay Area before. He had the idea to sell it, but he was under a lot of pressure from there and could not make any moves publicly, so he looked for middlemen everywhere. The deal was quite large. We immediately contacted people from Sakura Country and the Bay Area, and successfully took over after negotiations.

This hot blue eagle company has also set its sights on it, but it was rejected by the other party. In order to create obstacles for our cooperation, they sent many retired Marines to assassinate the military representatives responsible for negotiations. Of course, they failed and all the sent people were killed by us."

Chen Xuan clapped his hands and praised: "I did a good job, it sounds like a Meilijian blockbuster."

"Haha, then we sold the submarine to the Eagle authorities. They were busy dealing with Milijian and needed something like a submarine. They couldn't find it on the black market, so they didn't care about money at all. We quickly got a lot of money."

"It's just that Miligan and the Eagle authorities have always had hatred, and Miligan's senior management will definitely be very upset after knowing this."

"I didn't consider this. After the humble position, I will remember the admonition of the Evil God. I will never care about politics and be a free warrior. Please be sure to believe that our 8th District of the Red Flame Iron Army will always be the best."

Chen Xuan smiled playfully and said, "I remember that the matter in Europe has always been dealt with in District 7. Are you robbing the business if you do this?"

Yamamoto's expression froze and he said, "That black monkey with a irritable personality has no ability at all. He will definitely not be able to do such a big business, and it will be troublesome if he makes a mistake. So for the sake of safety, we took over in District 8."

As soon as he finished speaking, another window popped up from the screen and a short, thin black man appeared.

He was wearing a worn camouflage, with a black face like coal, and a pointed head like a date pit. His eyes were big, less than 1.6 meters tall, and it was limited to the height of the carbine in his hand. His white teeth were in sharp contrast with his skin. Behind him were the sea and beach, and there were several coconut trees next to him.

After seeing Chen Xuan, he was obviously stunned, saluted with a serious expression, and said, "Your Excellency Evil God, long time no see."

"Hasan, why are you coming out? Are the blue sky and white clouds in the Mediterranean still so beautiful?" Chen Xuan asked with a smile.

"You know my character. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is boring in my eyes. What I am most interested in is your health and the fighting spirit of the soldiers. I just heard a guy scolding me, so I came out to take a look." He then saw Yamamoto, baring his neat rows of white teeth, shouting: "It turns out that it is you, a foodie. I seem to hear you and the Lord Evil God talking about the submarine in the Bay Area. I haven't settled the accounts with you yet."

Hassan clenched his fists tightly, and he was posing as he wanted to beat Yamamoto.

"Yamamoto told me that with your ability, you can't complete that business at all, and you will make trouble, is that right?" Chen Xuan asked.

"It's really damn to dare to say bad things to you, Evil God!" Hassan continued to shout in his sharp voice: "Your God God, you have always known me very much. Whether it is combat level or team fighting spirit, our seventh District is the most outstanding. That business originally belonged to us, but it was snatched by the pig that only knew how to eat. His subordinates were all living buckets, just like him. When the negotiations between Sakura Kingdom, if it weren't for my secret help, those waste buckets would have been killed by the retired soldiers of Blue Eagle. Now they dare to talk nonsense in front of you. It's really outrageous!"

Yamamoto curled his lips and said with some contempt: "Several of your subordinates were captured alive. If it weren't for our eighth District's rescue, they might have been made into a biological weapon by Blue Eagle Company."

Hassan jumped up in anger and shouted: "Stop it. The soldiers in the seventh district are very strong in their willpower. Even if they are captured alive, they will show their will by death. It is impossible to accept Blue Eagle's biochemical experiments."

Yamamoto rolled his eyes disbelief and said, "Stay up and brag, anyway, the matter has passed, and the Evil God is not present, whatever you say is what you say."

The two of them choked each other when they met. Yamamoto had always been lazy and disdainful, but what he said was a needle. Hassan was so angry that he picked up the carbine and came to the sky to vent his anger.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!