Chapter 970 Oran’s Will Forged with Blood and Tears (2,700 Words)
The capital of the United States of Oran, Huanyang City in the Eastern Continent.
Several months have passed since the last horrific natural disaster caused by the siren invasion.
Now the city is more prosperous than before through a series of policies issued after the new President of Orland took office.
Especially the citizens of Oran and the residents of Liaozhou on the street, almost everyone had a smile on their face.
For the residents of Liaozhou, the shipping routes between Oran and Liaozhou have been restored, and they can finally reunite with their families after ten years.
For the people of Oran, reopening the old routes undoubtedly gave them great self-confidence.
That President Lin Lan really did what he said, allowing Olan to rise again on the sea.
Not only that, the new co-leader of the ten islands in Liaozhou also personally came to visit Oran. During the interview, he introduced the current situation in Liaozhou.
Many Oran people have changed their views on Liaozhou because of the incomparably beautiful co-owner of the ten islands of Liaozhou.
This also makes countless Oran people want to work in Liaozhou and participate in the development and construction of Liaozhou.
Of course, Ji Chenlin, the leader of Oran Navy, also took this opportunity to expand the navy.
In the future, their Oran Navy will cooperate with the Liaozhou Island owners to build a maritime fleet to ensure the safety of maritime transportation and fight against ancient evil spirits.
It can be said that today's Huanyang City is a microcosm of the entire United States of Oran.
The sirens disappeared, national power increased, and technology and diplomacy developed rapidly.
Almost everyone is full of beautiful visions for the future.
However, in addition to the Orans and Liaozhou residents, there is also a group of foreigners in Huanyang City who are still worried.
"Brother Imperial, you are finally back!"
Under the cover of night, a black-haired young man wrapped in a black windbreaker and wearing a hood got off the bus and walked slowly into the suburban community of Huanyang City.
As soon as he walked into the community, a young black-haired woman who looked like she had just gotten off work and was wearing a black formal suit walked up to him quickly with a worried look on her face.
It seems that he has been waiting for a long time.
"Wan'er, why are you here today?"
Taking off his hood, Li Ruofeng looked at his sister with shocked eyes.
To be honest, if it weren't for his sister Li Wanyin who couldn't change her words and kept calling him this name, he would have almost forgotten his origin.
Since the destruction of Tomahawk Military Industry in the Western Continent, he has been completely unemployed as the personal bodyguard of Ye Zhanke, the boss of Tomahawk Military Industry.
All the savings he had accumulated before were invested in the security company of the Natlan residents in the Eastern Continent, and his sister was responsible for taking care of it.
It's just that due to the rapid development of Oran's robot technology, the navy and consortia have also begun to provide security services.
Their Natlan security company is now uncompetitive and on the verge of bankruptcy.
Logically speaking, his sister should still be working overtime at the company and would not have time to visit him.
What's more, he is not far away from the day when the blood curse will come.
"Brother Emperor, have you been applying to see the president of Oran recently?"
Li Wanyin took his hand and led him towards the community.
His sister asked him as they walked.
"Really...I thought they could keep their mouths shut."
Hearing this, Li Ruofeng frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his words.
"I guessed it. You have been mysterious and unpredictable recently. Everyone is worried about you."
After Li Wanyin finished speaking, she sighed softly and looked at him sideways:
"So the emperor is really sure that the president is the one who can resolve the god-killing curse as mentioned by the emperor? Have you not given up yet?"
"...We have to try. After all, we can't stay in this foreign country forever.
"Besides, you and I both know very well that we have reached adulthood and there is not much time left for us."
Li Ruofeng's black eyes showed a hint of fatigue, and he answered in a deep voice.
This also made Li Wanyin look a little pale, lowered her head slightly, and remained silent.
yes.
The God-Killing Curse has been a nightmare for the Natlan royal family for thousands of years.
On the eve of the curse, the reason why the father immediately sent them to Oran after establishing the status of the eldest brother as the prince.
It's because the great national master said through divination that there might be someone in Oran who could lift the god-killing curse.
However, more than ten years have passed.
They are all adults, but they still haven't found the person the Grand Master mentioned.
It won't be long before they, like their father, will turn into irrational and terrifying evil things.
In Oran, there is no demon-suppressing monument that can suppress the god-killing evil beings they transformed into.
Just as the two brothers and sisters were worried and walking towards their residence in silence...
"Ha, isn't this Miss Li Wanyin, the director of Natlan Escort Company?"
Seven or eight strong men wearing black suits and holding guns appeared in front of them, blocking their way.
The person who spoke was the tall, middle-aged man at the head of the group, who was staring at Li Wanyin with unkind eyes.
When passers-by saw someone making trouble in the community, they quickly ran away.
Soon, the streets of this suburban neighborhood became deserted.
Li Ruofeng noticed the murderous intention of the other party, his face darkened, and he stepped forward to protect his sister behind him.
Li Wanyin seemed to recognize the identities of these people and said to him in a trembling voice:
“Brother Huang, they are members of the Noah Deshin Security Group.
"These guys had a conflict with Uncle Li and the others during a commission before, and they were taught a lesson by Uncle Li and the others."
After learning the identity of the other party and the feud between the two parties, a flash of disgust flashed in Li Ruofeng's eyes, and he reached his waist under the windbreaker.
He remembered clearly that the predecessor of the Noah Deshin Security Group was the Noah Deshin Consortium, which was once one of the five major consortiums of the Zhuhai Chamber of Commerce.
This group of guys has a reputation for being greedy, vicious, and exploiting employees through contracts.
Especially for residents like them, they are exploited in every possible way.
After the Zhuhai Chamber of Commerce was disbanded, the Noah Deshin Consortium transformed into a security group, undertaking thug business such as forced rent collection and loan sharking.
It can be said to be a notorious cancer in the security industry.
"Hey, are you the only one who still wants to resist?"
Seeing that Li Ruofeng seemed to be trying to pull out the weapon from his waist, the leading thug Noah Desin smiled coldly and pointed the muzzle of his gun at Li Ruofeng.
At the same time, he took out a paper contract from his suit with his other hand:
"I'm warning you not to move. We are here to acquire your Natland escort company this time, and we don't want to cause any harm to anyone.
"Miss Li Wanyin, as long as you sign this contract, we will forget about the previous conflicts, otherwise you will never get out of here alive today."
Upon hearing the other party's true purpose, Li Wanyin suddenly showed anger on her face and clenched her fists.
But her eyes were fixed on the back of Li Ruofeng in front of her.
"Brother, they have guns, you are no match for them..."
"If we sell the company to them, the Natlan Guards will be sold to them who knows where. We can't listen to them!"
Li Ruofeng, who had lived in Oran for more than ten years, didn't understand the style of Noah Deshin and the others, so he whispered to Li Wanyin behind him.
Although the other party is different from those vicious evil sects and bandits in Natlan.
But it still can't be concealed that these scum are vicious people who eat people without spitting out their bones.
"Don't try to delay time. The agents of the Public Security Bureau here used to be members of our group."
With the sound of bullets being loaded, Noah Deshin's thugs pointed their guns at the brother and sister Li Ruofeng.
The atmosphere of the confrontation between the two sides instantly dropped to freezing point, and Li Ruofeng was also ready to take out the weapon from his Sumeru Ring and fight to the death.
But no one noticed that the newly installed street light monitors in this community had quietly locked onto them.
"The remnants of Noah Desin, I really forgot to eradicate you."
The next second, an angry old voice exploded between the two parties.
The soul-shaking air wave instantly knocked away several Noah Desin thugs who were caught off guard, and they passed out before they fell to the ground.
Li Ruofeng, brother and sister, swayed but were not repelled by the soul energy waves.
But although Noah Deshin's thugs lost their combat effectiveness, Li Ruofeng seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.
A cold sword engraved with dragon patterns was held tightly in his hand, and he watched vigilantly at the figure of the white-haired old man who was slowly gathered by the dark blue airflow in front of him, with a terrifying aura.
It was Jian Qianou who came immediately after learning from Ariel's communication that the person Lin Lan wanted to meet was attacked.
"Put away your dragonsteel sword. This one shouldn't be in Oran."
From the corner of her eye, Jian Qianou glanced at the thug Noah Deshin who was unconscious on the ground, then turned to look at the vigilant brother and sister Li Ruofeng.
But when he saw the sword in Li Ruofeng's hand, an expression of unabashed hatred and disdain instantly appeared on his face.
However, when he heard the name of this sword coming from Jian Qianou's mouth, Li Ruofeng suddenly trembled.
Li Wanyin even covered her mouth, took two steps back, and said in silence:
"You actually know the Dragon Steel Sword, who are you?!"
Upon hearing Li Wanyin's question, Jian Qianou suddenly covered his face and burst out into a hoarse laugh filled with endless sadness and hatred:
"Hahaha……
"Who am I? Who am I?!
"I am the remnant souls of tens of millions of Oran's compatriots who were slaughtered by you Natlan bastards. The will of Oran is forged with blood and tears!"