In the Tai Man Ocean, the flight carrying Lin Fei and Xue Mei from Manzhou to Mo Country crashed, a short distance from the sea area.
On the deck of the luxurious yacht belonging to Xue Mei—the Xue Mei.
Lin Fei stood with his hands behind his back, his expression neither joyful nor sorrowful, with only a wisp of blood-red lingering in his eyes.
"The creation of the Manzhou Base was your doing, combat or no combat is up to you. If you choose to fight, I will have Xue Zhi send you reinforcements. If not, I need a good reason!"
Hell's Judgement, these four words were forged in blood! Now, the local Mercenary Organizations of Manzhou might unite and challenge the Manzhou Base of the Hell's Judgement Organization.
Following the creed of the Hell's Judgement Organization which always has been, "if someone offends me, they must be eliminated." If the only concern is the possibility of being expelled by the governments of various Manzhou nations after the battle.
