Chapter 244
"God! That is...what is that?"
A bodyguard in black clothed pointed at the huge black steel monster in front of him, and exclaimed Voice.
"Squeak!!!"
There was a burst of rapid braking, and all the cars chasing Fang Cheng came to a halt.
"bang!" "bang!" "bang!"......
As more than a dozen black cars stopped, the black clothed bodyguards quickly got out of the car. It is estimated that there will be dozens of people.
But the black clothed bodyguards who got off the car looked at each other in blank dismay and were shocked by the sight in front of them.
"That's...what the hell is that!"
"Heavens!"
"Damn it!"
"... …"
Everyone on the field suddenly rioted.
"Quiet!!!"
A black clothed middle-aged bodyguard with a square face loudly shouted, preventing everyone from talking.
After all, everyone is a well-trained elite. Under the anger of the boss, they resisted the fear in their hearts and raised their pistols to the steel monster in front of them.
It's just a weapon in their hands, no matter how they look, it is impossible to cause damage to the steel monster in front of them.
"Sir, what should we do?" A young bodyguard asked nervously beside the middle-aged black clothed bodyguard.
In the mecha cockpit, the cloned bodyguard looked at the black clothed person in front of him holding the gun, neither attacking nor retreating, and asked: "Boss, what should I do?"
Fang Cheng sat in a black Rolls Royce, looking at the nervous black clothed bodyguard outside the car, his mouth raised slightly, "Tell them to get out!"
"Warning: the person on the other side, put down your weapon , Disappear immediately within one minute! Warning again: put down the weapon, disappear immediately within one minute!"
The warning sound of the clone bodyguard sounded from the T-1 power armor loudspeaker.
Hearing the warning, the black clothed bodyguards looked at each other and flinched.
They are well-trained elite warriors. They are not fake, but they are not fools. The black steel monster on the opposite side is an unknown high-tech weapon. They only have pistols. Going up is just courting death.
"Sir!" The young man anxiously looked towards the middle-aged black clothed bodyguard.
"Let's retreat!"
After giving this order, the middle-aged black clothed bodyguards bachelor throw away the guns in his hands, and bring a group of people to drive faster than before. Speed, disappeared.
The clone bodyguards saw them walking away, and one after another came out of the mecha cockpit, put the power armor into the space suitcase, and drove the car to the airport.
...
In another secluded manor in the United Kingdom, this manor is a bit more vigorous and vigorous than the place where the Freemason meets.
In the manor, there are servants walking around from time to time, and the periphery of the manor is full of guards, either light or dark.
"What did you say?"
A youngster with short golden hair asked Steward in a tuxedo next to him.
The youngster has handsome features, a white shirt and a casual waistcoat.
Only at this time, the handsome face has been distorted, with an incredible expression on his face, both of his hands are constantly trembling, and the mood is very complicated.
Chris' current mood is really unspeakable. The father he admires and hates the most is dead.
"Did the murderer catch it?" Chris turned around, turned his back to Steward, in a low voice.
"Young Master, the murderer... the murderer ran away, but we have sent someone to chase him."
"Find him and bring him to see me," Chris jerked Turned around, grabbed Steward’s shoulders, his eyes flushed, and gritted his teeth, "At any price!"
He didn’t even ask who the murderer was, because Chris would let him no matter who it was. He paid the price of blood.
"Yes, Young Master!" Steward immediately lowered his head in response.
……
In the car.
"Has the route been arranged?" Fang Cheng asked Yunmeng.
"Fang Cheng, the arrangements have been made."
Fang Cheng nodded, with regard to Yunmeng's ability, Fang Cheng is very relieved.
In half an hour.
Fang Cheng’s private jet has already flown back to the Passa Islands.
"Yunmeng, contact the World Trade and Armed Forces Department, and let them send someone to pick us up!"
Fang Cheng sat in the luxurious seat of the private jet, facing Yunmeng instructed.
"Is it so serious?" Zhang Yun, who was sitting at the side, frowned slightly in surprise when he heard Fang Cheng's words.
"Well," Fang Cheng smiled and nodded, "I just stabbed a small basket on an impulse!"
Fang Cheng spread his hands helplessly.
When Zhang Yun saw the blood on Fang Cheng's hands, he almost knew how big the basket in Fang Cheng's mouth was.
Apparently, Fang Cheng started at the Masonic meeting.
As a woman of Fang Cheng, Zhang Yun still knows a little bit about his strength. Not to mention other things, the Armed Forces Department of World Trade is the department directly under Zhang Yun.
The members of this department are not ordinary persons. In other words, the members of the armed forces of World Trade are all superhumans.
As for their strength, Zhang Yun is very clear about how strong Fang Cheng is. Zhang Yun does not know, but it is definitely not weaker than the clone warrior of the Armed Forces Department.
The consequences of Fang Cheng's hands-on at the Masonic meeting...
Zhang Yun has no daring to think about it anymore. Is Fang Cheng going to be an enemy of the whole world? ?
Zhang Yun's nervous palms sweat slightly, and his throat is a little dry.
"Don't worry," Fang Cheng saw Zhang Yun's thoughts and gently patted the back of her hand. "This time I only offended the Rothschild family. Others will not trouble us. "
Speaking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes became sharp, "Besides, we are not muddled now!"
Zhang Yun was full of confidence when he heard Fang Cheng If I think of Fang Cheng's power in the Passa Islands, even the power in another world, the heart of lifting is slightly let go.
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Queen Elizabeth is the latest aircraft carrier in service in the UK. It uses driving force as transmission power. The mothership is more than 280 meters long and has a displacement of 6.5 tons.
Coincidentally, the Queen Elizabeth is on an ocean-going mission in the South Pacific Sea Territory.
"Colonel, the command from the Fleet Headquarters just now..." A signalman read the command aloud.
Captain Novi is the captain of the Elizabeth. He frowned tightly after listening to the superior command from the signaller.
"We want us to intercept a private jet? What's the reason?"
Novi frowned. This is not an ordinary combat order, although it is the duty of soldiers to obey orders. But he, as the admiral of have boundless prospects, doesn't want to be a castaway in the end.
"Colonel Novi, this is a secret document from the Fleet Headquarters."
Captain Novi took the document and waved his hand.
After giving a military salute, the signal officer withdrew from the captain's office.
Novi saw the correspondent walk out of the office, opened the file in front of him, and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the anger on his face grew.
"bang!" Novi fiercely patted the table, stood up and shouted, "These damn capitalists, what is he as our Imperial Family Navy!"
Novi Angrily walked around the desk a few times before the anger slowly subsided. He sighed then said and yelled, "The messenger!"
Ten minutes later.
Two F-35B fighters cut through the sky and disappeared into the sky...