【307 Shattered into Thousands of Pieces】

"Your trump card is just those broken viruses. I never fight an unprepared battle." Nangong Jue sneered and ordered to An Yan, "Open fire and fight."

I saw the Nangong family members on those battleships putting on gas masks one after another, surrounding Diderot's main ship and starting to attack.

At the same time, the forts on all sides were fired, the sea water was rippling, and torpedo bombs all hit Diderot's battleship!

Judging from the monitors, Diderot's battleship is being gradually destroyed and sinking.

Judging from the screen, Diderot's control room was breached, the ship's hull began to leak, and the entire cabin was in chaos.

In just five minutes, Diderot's main ship was so battered by Nangong Jue that he was unable to fight back.

From all angles, Diderot was certain to lose.

Zhizhi saw the rage finally showing on Diderot's snow-white face. He paced back and forth in the control room and roared at the screen like he was in power, "Nangong Jue, don't think you have won."

Even when he was about to die, he was still stubborn.

Zhizhi clicked his tongue and shook his head, "I don't see that uncle, you really like to show off as a hero."

Diderot suddenly approached the screen, a pair of colorless pupils locked on Zhizhi, with endless desire to plunder, "Little girl, don't provoke me, otherwise I will want you to be mine even more!"

Zhi Zhixiao said, "Uncle pervert, I'm going to tell you honestly, you don't have the ability, and I don't have any expectations, so it's better to regard this matter as your last regret."

Diderot suddenly smiled conspiratorially, "I really want to know how I would look if I cut off your flesh with a knife..."

"An Yan, order Diderot to be cut into pieces!"

Nangong Jue's face suddenly became extremely cold. He punched down the control button with one hand and activated all the forts to fire cannonballs, sinking Diderot's battleship with one blow.

Half of the ship's hull was destroyed, and the lines on the screen turned into snowflakes with a hiss.

It seems that Diderot has completely lost control and will undoubtedly sink.

At this time, a large number of Jack's men who had fallen from the ship in panic appeared in the sea, and Diderot was among them. He seemed to know where the monitor was, and continued to smile in that direction, as if he was going to tell Zhi Zhi

The sexual immorality continues to the end.

Before An Yan could command the snipers, he saw the eldest young master picked up the heavy weapon and walked out, his face as dark as Bao Gong at night.

Zhizhi looked at the angry young master with a puzzled expression, only to see him personally leading a team of snipers, standing on the beach, raising heavy weapons and swiping towards the sea.

There is only one target - Diderot floating in the sea.

Every shot seemed to break Diderot into pieces and send him to hell!

An Yan sighed, "The young master is always calm in command, but this is the first time I have seen him so out of control."

Zhizhi pondered, "Your eldest young master has always been dark, and coupled with his hatred of Diderot so much, he naturally lost control."

An Yan glanced at her coolly and was speechless at the culprit who completely refused to admit that he made the young master angry.

A row of snipers gathered on the beach, headed by Nangong Jue, all their guns pointed at Diderot, ready to go!

An Yan kindly reminded, "Miss Song, the next scene may be very bloody. Would you like to avoid it?"

Zhizhi sighed, "Violent and bloody scenes like bullets piercing the head have always been my favorite. Assistant An, can you bear to deprive me of my fun?"

The corners of An Yan's mouth twitched silently and he fell silent.

Dark and twisted, a match made in heaven!

Thousands of bullets were fired, and the blue sea had just returned to calm. The densely packed black bullets pierced the sky and flew forward under the sky. The gathering black was like a seductive hand from hell, and its bright wrists strangled the people floating in the sea.

A dazzling pure white.

He didn't even have time to see where the bullet landed. He only saw for a moment that countless surging blood sprays exploded from Diderot's body, which splashed on the sea and quickly turned into blood red. The bright crimson quickly dyed his flawless white body.

On his clothes, the blood-red mandala spread out in full bloom on his body...

An Yan picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered to the other side of the venue, "An Yi, all enemies on the sea surface and in the defense and control areas have been cleared. How are you doing there?"

"Complete the mission," An Yi said in a relaxed tone, "I caught a lot of live ones and are waiting for the young master to deal with them. We can start clearing the remaining ones on the sea soon."

"The Roland family has completed their mission and returned to Milan. The third young master has also landed on the island and arrived at the venue. You and the third young master will take care of the unconscious old lady and lock up the Lu family first and deal with it later."

"clear."

A few words of negotiation made everyone understand the entire situation, and the Nangong family won a complete victory without any suspense.

Not only Nangong Jue's strategy, but also An Yi and An Yan's adaptability and superb acting skills. These two are worthy of being the famous and popular assistants under Nangong. Especially An Yi, whose excellent command and coordination skills make

Many members of the family are extremely jealous of Nangong Jue.

When Zhizhi asked An Yi why she was so determined, she laughed and said that the person she met in the most difficult time was the young master. I was desperate and had no one to take me in. Everyone was just afraid of getting into trouble. When he met the young master, he didn't hesitate at all.

He said, you are my Nangong family member, no one dares to touch you.

As for Assistant An, I heard that every month, many families offer large sums of money to recruit Assistant An, but Assistant An rejects them one by one.

reason--

Assistant An's original words were that he was born as a member of the Nangong family and died as a ghost of the Nangong family.

Moreover, no one under the eldest young master dared to be the first to change jobs, and Assistant An did not have the risky habit of being the first to try something new.

After all, it is not easy to meet a family and head that suits you.

Young Master Nangong is very good at winning people's hearts.

Zhizhi thought about it, looked up at the screen, and saw that Nangong Jue had put away the heavy weapons, and ordered his men to do a final inspection, insisting that Diderot's floating body must be retrieved...

She coughed twice, obviously knowing the purpose of the eldest young master's actions to retrieve the body.

The precursor condition of Wan Duan is that there must be a corpse before it can be broken into pieces, right?

Sure enough, I heard Nangong Jue's voice coming from the intercom, "Miss Song, come here."

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