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The door of the villa slowly opened, and the bright lights poured out like water.

Reflected on Lin Haoran’s stern face.

What comes into view,

It is a scene of extreme luxury - the crystal chandelier reflects the blurred brilliance,

The champagne tower sparkled with golden light under the lights, and the nobles of the Sakura Kingdom, dressed in gorgeous clothes, raised their glasses and drank.

A smug smile spread across his face.

"Hahaha, this time it's all thanks to Lord Yamamoto! If it weren't for him taking the lead, we don't know when it will take for our Sakura Country to be restored!"

A bald man smiled obsequiously and raised his glass towards the main seat.

"Yes, yes! Master Yamamoto is a master trainer and has a say in the World Pokémon League!"

A heavily made-up woman next to her echoed, her tone full of admiration.

"Humph, the Chinese must be mad now, right?"

A young man with oily hair and powdered face was shaking a red wine glass.

He sneered,

"What's the point of their protest? Typhoon Island will be ours sooner or later!"

"Those lowly Chinese people are worthy of owning such a rich island?"

Another person looked disdainful.

“They are only fit to be our slaves!”

There were bursts of laughter, and everyone raised their glasses to drink. Their words were full of contempt and ridicule for China.

At the head of the banquet,

Sitting there was a man in his sixties - Ichiro Yamamoto.

His face was firm, and his gray temples made him look more majestic.

A well-tailored black suit made him look extraordinary.

Facing the flattery of the crowd,

He just nodded slightly, with a calm smile on his face, and occasionally raised his glass to show his respect, appearing to be very cultured.

"Master Yamamoto, I toast to you!"

A politician came forward flatteringly.

"With you here, the revival of our Sakura Country is just around the corner!"

Ichiro Yamamoto raised his glass elegantly.

The sound is steady and powerful:

"For the future of Sakura Country."

Everyone shouted: "For the future of Sakura Country!"

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Lin Haoran stood quietly at the door.

Watching all this coldly.

His black hair was blown by the warm breeze in the villa, but there was a biting coldness in his eyes.

Every word of these people,

They were like knives stabbing his heart.

They are proud, they are rampant, they laugh at China unscrupulously,

It seemed as if victory was within reach.

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“Charizard.”

Lin Haoran spoke slowly, his voice low and cold.

"Spray flames."

“Roar, roar, roar————!!!”

A deafening dragon roar suddenly exploded.

The whole villa trembled!

Before anyone could react, a pillar of red fire rushed in from the gate like an angry dragon!

The blazing flames instantly engulfed the nearest guests, and they didn't even have time to scream.

It turns into ashes in the high temperature!

“Ah ...

Scary screams rang out one after another, and the originally luxurious banquet hall instantly turned into purgatory!

The flames swept like a wave,

The crystal chandelier exploded in the high temperature, the champagne tower collapsed, and the expensive red wine evaporated before it even hit the ground!

Those Sakura people who were still talking loudly a second ago,

At this moment, he was struggling like an ant in a sea of ​​fire.

Some were on fire, rolling madly on the ground;

Some people tried to escape, but were hit by the collapsed beams.

Burnt alive to charcoal;

Some people stretched out their hands desperately, as if they wanted to ask someone for help, but were swallowed by the flames in the next second.

Screams, wails, and the crackling of flames intertwined together, like a sonata from hell.

"Help, someone save me."

"What happened!? Come and save them."

"Ahhh, baka baka."

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Lin Haoran stood outside the sea of ​​fire, his black windbreaker fluttering in the heat waves.

His eyes were cold, without a trace of mercy.

“The future of Sakura Country?”

“Go to hell and make it happen.”

"Dragon King, water gun! Put out the flames!"

Yamamoto Ichiro's voice suddenly rang out in the chaos.

With the dignity of someone who has long held a high position.

He swung the Poké Ball violently, and a dark blue dragon king with ferocious dragon horns instantly appeared in the flames.

"Roar--!"

The Thorn Dragon King raised his head and let out a deep dragon roar, and a high-pressure water column condensed from his mouth.

Spraying out towards the raging sea of ​​fire!

"laugh--!"

When water and fire collided, a large amount of white mist rose up.

The water gun of the Thorn Dragon King accurately suppressed the fire, but the banquet hall had already been completely destroyed - the crystal chandelier fell to the ground,

The champagne tower collapsed, and the expensive red wine mixed with blood flowed on the ground.

The survivors gasped in shock, some collapsed to the ground, and some tightly grasped their companions' arms.

His eyes were filled with fear of surviving a disaster.

“Who… who did it?!”

A man whose suit was mostly burnt was trembling and screaming.

Ichiro Yamamoto ignored the chaotic crowd.

His eyes scanned like a hawk, and finally—

It was fixed on the tall black figure at the door.

"Lin...Lin Haoran!?"

Ichiro Yamamoto's voice suddenly rose, even with a barely perceptible tremor.

This name is like a bomb.

It instantly exploded among the crowd!

"What?! Lin Haoran!?"

"That Chinese beast master!?"

“Why is he here!?”

The originally noisy banquet hall suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Then an even more violent commotion broke out!

Everyone looked towards the door in horror, as if there was more than one person standing there.

But it is a god of death who is taking lives!

Lin Haoran stood there quietly, his black windbreaker swaying slightly in the night breeze.

His eyes were cold.

There was even a hint of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth.

“Ichiro Yamamoto.”

He spoke slowly, his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

"An official of the World Elf League, a master trainer, and the mastermind behind the Sakura Country Restoration Plan..."

Every time he mentioned a title, Ichiro Yamamoto's face turned paler.

"I have heard of your name for a long time."

This sentence is clearly a respectful expression, but it makes people shudder.

Cold sweat oozed from Yamamoto Ichiro's forehead.

He tried to remain calm, but his slightly trembling fingers betrayed his inner fear.

Although he is a master Pokémon trainer,

But they have divine beasts.

And there is more than one.

The battle of Yumen Pass was a terrifying one that made the United States scream in pain.

I am just a master trainer.

There's more than just one finger on his.

"Lin Haoran...what do you want to do?"

He asked sharply,

But he couldn't hide the trembling in his voice.

"This is Typhoon Island, the land bestowed upon our Sakura Country by the World Elf Alliance! You trespassed without permission and attacked innocent people. Aren't you afraid of causing international disputes?!"

"innocent?"

Lin Haoran seemed to have heard some joke.

With a low laugh,

"A group of invaders who attempted to occupy our territory deserve to be called innocent?"

His eyes swept across the devastated banquet hall and the terrified Sakura people.

Finally, it fell back on Ichiro Yamamoto.

“As for international disputes…”

Lin Haoran slowly raised his hand, and the fire-breathing dragon spread its wings behind him, covering the sky and the sun.

A fiery fire brewed deep in his throat.

“When you all turn to ashes, who will know what happened tonight?”

"Besides, do you think I'm afraid of the World Elf Alliance?"

Ichiro Yamamoto's face turned pale instantly!

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