Dimensional God: The Void Ring

Everyone was stunned. They just felt that their heads were n’t enough. Was it a joke? They rushed to the president all the way and turned to commit suicide by crashing into the plane. The plot reversed too quickly.

In their view, the off-road vehicle hitting the helicopter plane is definitely the result of losing both sides. As for the personnel on both sides, it is undoubtedly mortal.

"Fell down!" Suharto was crushed to the ground by two convincings. After the Hummer hit the plane at a speed of at least three hundred maidens, the already launched plane suddenly turned into a ball of fire.

The plane exploded into a fireball, and all the parts and wreckage flew out with the air waves.

A few high-risk monkey country leaders with slow luck and bad luck were directly hit by debris from the explosion and then fell into the pool of blood.

Although the duration of the explosion was not long, three consecutive explosions caused the ground to tremble, and the scene was terrifying.

Suharto instinctively couldn't hear his ears, felt the horrible atmosphere around him, and screamed loudly on the ground.

The explosion quickly subsided. When Suharto was pulled up from the ground by his confidant, he found that a piece of propeller was inserted half a meter in front of him.

That is to say, he was only half a meter away from death just now, which can be described as passing by, which made him keep sweating cold, which was too thrilling.

Before Suharto saw anything else, he felt his back soggy. He felt a sticky and warm feeling with his hands, and took a look in front of him.

Turning his head to look over, he saw a confidant pressed on himself just now, and another fragment of propeller fragment was inserted around his waist.

Look at the person next to him. At least four or five people died. Others were also disgraced. Except for him, almost everyone was injured. After all, they were too close to the exploding plane.

Suharto took out his pistol angrily, and fired a few shots at the Hummer that still burned in the wreckage.

What he did not expect was that the Hummer that was on fire started again, and as the Hummer reversed and accelerated a flick, it got rid of the wreckage of the helicopter.

At this time, the front of the car was facing Suharto, and the living people could clearly see the devilish smile on the Asian face in the driving seat in the car.

How is it possible that such a violent impact, not only people and cars are okay, but even the windshield is not broken, is it driving?

The military personnel accompanying Suharto suddenly took out a grenade, quickly opened the pull ring, and threw it under the Hummer body.

Xin Han's eyelids didn't blink, and he gave himself a cigarette in a very calm manner, and the body shook twice with a burst of smoke, and there was no other reaction.

Xin Han and the power of the grenade explosion passed, and the Gatling gun that controlled the front of the car was aimed at the guy who threw the grenade, and a row of bullets was dumped, and immediately the man and a hapless government official around him were piled into a pile of rotten meat. .

"Mistakes ..." Xin Han tweeted twice, but I didn't expect this to kill one by mistake. This shot must be practiced again.

"Throw the gun, kneel on the ground, hands above his head!" Xin Han shouted the car window halfway and shouted to Suharto and others.

Suharto was so scared that he threw the pistol out, and then kneeled on the ground with both hands and raised the head of the country as Xin Han said.

A high-ranking military officer who had gone to the United States for gold-plating suddenly whispered, "This is the old rice set, and there is a special pass of the rice consulate attached to the car!"

Suharto and others looked at it, and they saw a special pass belonging to the United States issued by several people in his front windshield.

These people talked, they all honestly followed Xin Han's words, threw the weapon, and then knelt to the ground with their hands raised above their heads.

Xin Han opened the door of the car and took two "Glock 18" to get out of the car.

At this moment, a military general in the crowd suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist, and raised his hand to shoot at Xin Han. Unfortunately, Xin Han had been prepared for a long time.

As soon as he raised his hand, "Glock 18" exerted its power, and the bullets that were blasted directly opened several blood holes in the sneak attacker. It is worth mentioning that the people around this goods suffered again, and another bad luck fell. Under Xin Han's not so accurate marksmanship.

Xin Han was also taken aback, fearing that he would kill Suharto with a flick of his hand. If so, it would be too easy for him to die.

Suharto, the butcher of his past life, died of organ failure at the age of 86.

You heard it right, but it was old dead. A butcher covered with blood and owing hundreds of thousands of lives was actually a dead end ...!

After reading this report in Xin Han's previous life, he directly said that there was no reason, this foreign fairy is so little, even let this product live to death!

Now that the goods are in his hands, he has to play slowly, and it is cheaper to kill the old goods.

Xin Han shot several people in a row and killed all those in military uniforms, leaving only Suharto and some government officials.

Suharto screamed in English: "I and the government of the United States are partners. I am a friend of the United States. You can't do this to me!"

Xin Han walked over a nest of feet and kicked the old goods directly. He felt that the goods were crazy. He even thought he was a rice man. Suddenly he remembered the special pass of the American embassy on the windshield. Got an idea.

Holding a gun against Suharto's head: "Do you need a reason for our rice country?"

"Isn't it necessary?"

"Do you need it!" Xin Han kicked his feet again, Suharto shouted: "No need!"

Xin Han pointed to Suharto and said, "Order to stop the riot immediately, otherwise this is your end!" He said that with a shot, he shot a 30-year-old man beside Suharto directly, his brain blood collapsed Butcher Su looked scared and he collapsed to the ground.

That man was one of Suharto's confidantes, and the concealed Zhao Xinhan's eyes were fierce, but he was perceptively aware of evil thoughts, which sent him on the road in advance.

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In the office that was hit by Xin Han before, he drove the Hummer in again and sat in the car with a gun and pointed at Suharto: "Do what I said, hurry up!"

After he finished speaking, the ‘Glock 18’ in his hand suddenly shook and burst into flames, and a bullet shot directly put a guy with a big belly and a full stomach down on the ground.

"Uh ... sorry, the gun is on fire!"

"..." The words of madman and devil appeared in everyone's mind.

Although Xin Han said he was guilty, he couldn't see any guilt on his face: "Which one is this?"

Suharto shivered: "He is my vice president!"

Xin Han pouted, and sighed: "Looking at looking like a cook at most, don't make a profit if you don't see that life. Why did I not hit you with this gun and you hit him, for all reasons? ... is destined ... "

If the vice president who was killed was alive, he must ask: "I blame me?"

Suharto issued a trembling order to withdraw all the defenders of the presidential palace from the presidential palace, and let the helicopters in the sky land on the square in front of the national monument, where the defenders of the presidential palace also gathered in queues.

After the soldiers withdrew, Suharto, following Xin Han's instructions, immediately asked the senior government officials to contact the leaders of the major gangs and told them to stop the atrocities, in the name of giving rewards, and let them gather at the National Monument Square.

After about ten minutes, the phone rang, and Suharto answered and said a few words, and then said to Xin Han: "The troops have been assembled!"

He looked at Xin Han indifferently and said carefully: "If you have any requirements, we can talk slowly. If someone gives you money to make you come to our troubles, it doesn't have to be that way. Our monkey country also has money, we give you Five times ... no, ten times the money, as long as you do n’t hurt us! "

Xin Han's eyes glowed: "This can have ..."

However, he thought about the account of the Consul of the Japanese Pirates, and immediately took out the account information and gave it to Suharto to help me check whether there was any problem with this account.

This matter did not need Suharto's help, his government's financial advisor was next to it, and immediately took it over. He made a telephone call to the bank of Zurich to communicate in English, and then said to Xin Han:

"In the name of the Monkey Country government, I asked the bank over there to investigate. The account is real, but I need a password and a seal to withdraw money. The password can be entered by phone to verify the authenticity. I tried it and there is no problem. Bad seal! "

Xin Han nodded, a little excited in his heart. It seems that the bait the devil took was not fake.

Immediately nodded and asked a few questions about the account, then the consultants answered them one by one.

When they talked, Suharto seemed determined to say aside: "This gentleman, I also have a secret account with billions of meters of gold. As long as you let me go, the money is yours! "

Xin Han chuckled, raised his hand and even fired several shots, killing everyone except Suharto and the financial adviser, then smiled: "Look, I didn't kill you, hurry and give the money ! "

Where did Suharto dare to resist, he also gave himself an account.

After more than an hour, another phone call came. Suharto answered the phone and told Xin Han that his request had been fulfilled. All the rioters involved in the riots had hit the gate of the presidential palace, waiting for the president. Awards.

Xin Han ‘invited’ Suharto to get in the car and sit on the co-pilot ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and killed the financial advisor, then drove out of the presidential palace through the hall in the ‘original route’ and headed towards the National Monument Square.

When I got close, I really saw the crowds of people on the square, all with monkey faces in a fierce or cruel, fanatical look. There was a queue of defenders in the presidential palace, helicopters and tanks. Now people are basically the same. Too.

Xin Han drove slowly to the square, and these mobs saw Suharto on the co-pilot, all cheered, and automatically opened a road to allow the Hummer to drive to the center of the square.

Of course, there were also a few mob survivors under the Xin Han chariot who recognized the car and shouted in horror, but the voice was drowned in the cheers of the mob, and they could only squeeze outside to try to escape Here, but it is clearly too late.

In the middle of the square, Xin Han lit a cigarette and said to Suharto in the passenger seat: "Mr. President, come and help me press this button!"

Suharto didn't dare to violate it under the gun. He pressed the button according to Xin Han's finger and pressed hard.

Eight Gatling guns on the chariot stretched out at the same time, relentlessly spitting out tongues of fire, harvesting life.

Xin Han was not too addicted. Once he stepped on the accelerator and buckled the steering wheel to the left, the car turned around in a small speed. The eight bullets fired by Gatlin had no dead ends, which meant that except those who were hiding No one except the soldiers behind the tanks and armored vehicles can be spared.

The mob knew when they were stretching out the barrel of Gatling that they didn't want to escape, but it was impossible to lay eggs.

A stubble of wheat was harvested by the scythe of death, blood red changed the color of the whole square, the limbs were broken, the blood brains, and the wailing before the death of the monkey mob had made the square a real human purgatory.