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Go east from Showa Avenue in Showa City.

Two black cars rushed in front.

Dozens of cars chased after him.

"Are you sure the target is dead?"

"It can be determined."

"How many do we have left?"

"There are seven left, nine died."

"Group leader! The car is coming again! This is not good, let the reception staff cover it!"

"I'm calling now!" The team leader hurriedly called the director: "We have successfully killed the target and we were blocked on the way to the meeting point. We ask for support!"

"..."

His response was silent silence.

The group leader had a bad feeling in his heart: "Director! What's wrong with you, ask for support!"

"There are too many people involved in the round-up, and it's useless if we come. Instead, we will get stuck here, so we have already retreated strategically."

The group leader instantly burst into anger: "We worked hard in front, you ran away!"

"Pay attention to your words! We call this a strategic retreat! I wish you luck!"

The voice fell, and he hung up.

"Horse-fuck bastard! How did this **** become the director of the operations department!"

The group leader yelled and slammed the phone on the car glass, his eyes were red.

The car was quiet, just short of breath.

They have been abandoned.

On the other side, the director hung up the phone and called back to the headquarters, and said confidently: "The report leader, the leader, the seventh operation department completed the task perfectly!"

"Good! Good job!"

"It's all we should!" the director replied.

After waiting for the party to hang up, the director said: "Speed ​​up and try to drive into the seven districts before dawn."

The mission has been completed. As the commander-in-chief of the operation, what awaits him is promotion and fortune.

As for the first group, he had long been thrown out of the sky.

"Kang! Kang! Kang!"

"Dangdang--"

The bullet hit the car and sparks splattered.

"Group leader, no matter how far we can go, we will definitely be caught, I don't want to die yet!"

The driver who drove nearly collapsed.

The group leader's face was bleak, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Stop the car and surrender. Just push everything to my head. You should be able to survive."

"Made, what's to be afraid of? The big deal is fighting with them, killing one is enough, killing two is enough!"

"Yes, anyway, I have no father or mother in this life, so I just took two down to accompany me!"

"Group leader! Stop and fight with them!"

"Fight!"

Looking at these young but determined faces, the team leader smiled: "Okay, then fight with them."

"I want to save them." In his mind, Tang Seng was communicating with the intelligent assistant.

The little assistant replied: "You still have two life-saving sword qi in your body, so you can consider it yourself."

When Tang Seng heard this, he instantly counted.

"Fight with them!"

The forward vehicle suddenly turned to a sideways stop.

Everyone rushed out of the car and fired at the rear.

"Kangkangkangkang..."

At this moment, the two were killed again.

Tang Seng imagined that he was going to kill the opponent, and roared: "Go to hell!"

"Stab!"

A huge sword light seemed to illuminate the entire darkness, breaking through the air.

"boom!"

The sword light fell, and the mountains fell apart, as if the whole world was going to be split in half.

"Ah! Heaven, the emperor, what is this!"

The people who came to besieged from a distance were horrified and refused to approach.

The group leader and others were also stunned.

"Group leader, run now."

Tang Seng reminded him.

The group leader reacted: "Yes, yes."

Then a group got in the car and drove away.

"San Zang, I heard that you are a monk. Is this what you call the practice of Buddhism?"

"San Zang, you should call the Dharma profound."

"I didn't expect that Dharma was so terrifying, and the pre-Era world was so terrible?"

Tang Seng: "..."

"Group leader, you must sue the escaping counselor after you go back!" Tang Seng changed the subject.

The group leader gave a wry smile: "It's useless."

"Why?" Tang Seng still didn't understand the darkness of society, he felt that the appeal must be useful.

The group leader shook his head and did not answer.

A day later, the few who survived returned to the General Administration of the Operations Department.

The director of the seventh office not only did not feel embarrassed, but also praised their abilities.

The head of Tang Seng directly complained to the director.

As a result, he was put on a framing colleague's hat, then kicked out of the operation and sent back to the original army.

Tang Seng was dumbfounded.

He didn't understand what he did wrong.

Obviously he is the hero, the chief is the deserter.

He was only reporting the truth to Shangfeng, but now he has been fired directly, and the Director of the Seventh Operation Division has nothing to do.

He finally understood why the group leader would say it was useless.

"Unexpectedly, you still wouldn't listen to persuasion." The group leader walked up to him, a little sad.

Tang Seng was unwilling: "Could it be that there is no justice?"

"Justice? I don't even know the way in this world. Where is justice?" The group leader sneered.

Tang Seng clenched his fists.

This world cannot give him justice.

Then he will take it himself.

at night.

The director of the Seventh Operation Department returned home while licking his belly while talking on the phone.

"I'm telling you, that bald head is a complete idiot. I never thought he could do such a stupid thing and frame me!"

"What kind of person am I? Who doesn't understand? How could I do something like running away? Yes, he was kicked out. This is the best explanation. It shows that he is indeed framing me."

"Don't tell me, I'm home."

After hanging up the phone, the director hummed a little song, took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

After turning on the light, he was shocked, because there was a person sitting on the sofa, Tang Seng.

"You...how did you come in, what do you want to do?" The director's expression changed suddenly.

Tang Seng was expressionless: "I'll be fair."

"Don't mess around, if I die, something big will happen, you can't afford to..."

"Kang!"

Before he finished speaking, the gunfire sounded.

A bullet passed through his forehead.

The director was full of disbelief, remorse, and resentment, and his body slowly fell to the ground against the door, his head tilted, and he completely lost his breath.

Tang Seng calmly stepped over his body and walked out.

While communicating with the little assistant in my mind.

"How can I plunder this world's adventure?" Tang Seng asked.

The little assistant cheered for joy: "Hmph, I still remember the way someone swore."

"Stop talking nonsense." Tang Seng frowned.

The little assistant grievedly said: "What is the evil? The best way to plunder the world's luck is to rule the world and become the master of the world. Then the luck of the world naturally belongs to you."

"Master?" Tang Seng muttered to himself, and his eyes gradually became firm.

He must master his own justice.

It is more necessary to give everyone a fair.

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