Invincible Super God Plug-In 999

No one on earth knows the depth of Fang Heng, and no force can threaten him. Even if planes and tanks fly over and bomb him for a day, they can't do anything to him.

So even if the storm is approaching, Fang Heng remains calm and calm as usual, taking his time.

After simply washing up and putting on new clothes, he happily went downstairs.

Ou Wenqing and Le Xiaomeng sat down and watched the TV. At this time, the news was still broadcasting the situation at the scene. Ambulances and fire brigades were dispatched, causing a sensation in the capital.

Now Kyoto is stepping up its anti-terrorism efforts, strictly investigating terrorists, declaring to the outside world that terrorists have mastered some unknown new weapons, and the country has launched an emergency response plan.

Tens of thousands of eyes could see that it was a person who lost the helicopter with his bare hands, and the person on it opened his eyes and talked nonsense. Everyone couldn't help complaining. If it is really the "170" new weapon, it is the legendary reformed person. Like Vajra the wolf, Deadpool, this one will be a superhero.

At this moment, when the two saw Fang Heng coming down, Ou Wenqing turned off the TV and said worriedly: "Mr. Fang, the limelight is very tight outside now, we really don't want to avoid it?"

"No, once Zheng Qiumo dies, the Zheng family will definitely try their best to track them down. It will be easy to find us. If there is no accident, the army will come by tomorrow morning at the latest." Fang Heng sat calmly on the sofa and said to the butler "How about this, tonight you temporarily dismiss the servants overnight, just tell them that it is a temporary vacation, and let them come back after a while, well, the salary will still be paid. You go first too."

Fang Heng is not a stingy person, so this salary is still affordable.

He took out a cigarette, threw the cigarette case on the coffee table casually, and buried his head in lighting it. It could be seen that he was a little excited at this moment, wishing that tomorrow would come soon. If you don't smoke a cigarette to calm down, you might do something more exciting.

"Qing'er, Xiaomeng's safety is entrusted to you. You take her away overnight and find a safe place." Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought, "I don't know what weapon will be used tomorrow. You may not be a tank. If you can block it, let alone a bomber, it is better to retreat first, so as not to distract me."

"What about you, Mr. Fang?" Ou Wenqing asked worriedly.

Fang Heng crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the sofa and said, "Of course I will continue my performance! If we don't make a big fuss this time, how can we uproot the Zheng family and let the people behind stand up?

Hearing Fang Heng's calm and murderous words, the butler felt a gust of cold air rushing up his back. Mr. Fang is really not afraid of big troubles, even the bomber can speak out calmly. I hope this time the manor can be kept and not be caught Mr. Fang's hands were itchy for a while, and he broke the game! The housekeeper couldn't help praying silently for the manor.

The order was quickly carried out. Everyone packed up and saluted overnight, and packed two buses to send everyone home. Ou Wenqing and Le Xiaomeng said goodbye to Fang Heng, and temporarily found a place to stay nearby. Watch how things unfold.

The whole manor is empty and quiet at the moment, only Fang Heng is sitting on the sofa in the hall with his eyes closed, a few things are placed on the coffee table in front of him, and two Uzis are on the left

The one is full of bullets; on the right is a pack of Liqun Fuchun Shanju, the center is specially for cigarettes, and the most famous Shishi lighter is placed on the cigarette case.

It was already daylight, and the rooster began to crow. Many people in Kyoto stayed up all night last night, discussing the details of the collapse of the five buildings. Especially the person who appeared at the end is the most suspected person. He caused a direct loss of more than 100 billion yuan. The country has to find someone to pay for this account!

The Yanjing Hotel is the property of the Zheng family. The Zheng family was directly implicated, and everyone felt very heavy. They could foresee that when the stock market opened tomorrow, the Zheng family's stock would definitely plummet.

In order to find the suspect as soon as possible, the Zheng family and the army jointly investigated and quickly locked Fang Heng.

Through investigation, they learned that Zheng Qiumo held a banquet at Hongmen that night and invited Fang Heng as a guest, but Zheng Qiumo did not come out. They compared the facial features of Fang Heng and the man in the video, and they found a 99% match. The joint operation began to set off for Owen Villa where Fang Heng was located.

Fang Heng was sitting quietly on the sofa when suddenly his ears trembled and he heard the sound of a car approaching. He slowly opened his eyes, showing a strange smile.

The convoy arrived soon, and hundreds of armed soldiers got out of the car neatly, aiming their guns vigilantly at the gate of the manor, while others surrounded the wall to prevent the people inside from escaping.

Today's team is led by Sergeant Leibaide, who has rich anti-terrorism experience, a mature middle-aged uncle with whiskers, looks rough and charming.

At this time, the army successfully formed an encirclement circle, but there was no movement in the manor, Lei Baide couldn't help squinting his eyes, it was too quiet inside, which made people feel a little uneasy.

But at this moment, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire inside, they can only bite the bullet and break in. Immediately he ordered: "The tank drove up to me and knocked on the door.

"Yes!" The tank received the order and moved forward. The solid iron gate was brutally crushed, and it was severely deformed and shattered in an instant.

The tank drove in smoothly and stopped in the middle of the manor. Five hundred soldiers plus five hundred special policemen poured into the manor fully armed, each found their own position, squatted down and took aim with their guns, and waited for Leibaide's order.

In addition, there are ten snipers ambushing 200 meters away from the manor, supported by armed helicopters in the sky, and as long as the terrorists resist, they will be killed immediately.

Such a vast network, Lei Baide didn't believe that the people inside could escape! He smiled coldly, stood beside the police car, turned on the PA system of the police car and said: "Listen to the people inside, immediately put down their weapons, put their hands on their heads and come out obediently , don't engage in unnecessary resistance, or you will be shot to death."

However, the villa was quiet and there was no sound coming out. Leibaide was suspicious, turned on the loudspeaker and repeated what he had just said, but there was still no answer.

Lei Baide couldn't help squinting his eyes. Just when he was about to order a strong attack, the door opened automatically. Looking inside, he saw a 2.5-year-old man sitting on the sofa, crossing his legs, and Tuen was very relaxed.

On the coffee table in front of him, there were two micro-punches on the left, and cigarettes and a lighter on the right. I don't know what they mean.

Lei Baide put down the loudspeaker and walked towards the villa step by step. His adjutant saw that Lei Baide was going to take risks alone, so he hurriedly stopped him and said: "Sir, be careful, there is danger.

"What are you panicking about? There is only one person on the other side. Could it be that he can really turn the world upside down?" Lei Baide glared at the adjutant, took two steps forward, and shouted at Fang Heng: "The people inside listen!

I don't care who you are, I count to three, you come out obediently, otherwise the gun will easily go off!"

"Don't count, you want to arrest people with your guts, you bastards!" Fang Heng scolded everyone here with disdain, completely ignoring the armed forces of hundreds of people...