The Strongest Soldier in the City

"There is blood!" Xu Qingbao, who was holding a telescope, screamed with his heart beating hard. Many people saw the scarlet blood droplets flowing out of the cabin, then dripping into the air, and then being blown away by the propeller hurricane.

Under the sunlight, it is so strange and dazzling!

Whose blood is it? Everyone's heart was undoubtedly in their throats again. They just felt that after today, they must go to the hospital for a heart checkup, otherwise they would not feel at ease!

It was indeed the excitement that today brought to them, so great!

In the cabin, under the horrified eyes of the terrorists, Chen* sent a military dagger into the heart of the terrorists. He smiled scornfully and cruelly: "This land will become your eternal forbidden zone. This is you." The consequences of daring to violate!”

"You...who are you..." Blood was spurting from the terrorist's mouth. He pressed the handle of the knife over his heart tightly, as if he wanted to use his last bit of strength to ask this question clearly.

The strength displayed by the young man in front of him was astonishing and beyond his imagination.

The script they set up was very good. Everything was developing according to their plan. Although there were some accidents in the middle, the result must be good. They could blow up this big shopping mall and kill all the hostages inside.

Just five minutes ago, this was all under their control and they were about to succeed.

But it was this young man who suddenly came out, a young man with incredible strength, who shattered all of this inconceivably, causing their feat to fall into pieces at the last moment.

This feeling makes people angry and desperate! It’s shocking and appalling!

"Who am I? It seems that your so-called Holy Lord did not tell you what China has, and who am I." Chen* said with a sneer. Looking at the dying terrorist in front of him, he softly spit out a Words: "Emperor!"

Seeing Chen*'s mouth shape, at this moment, the terrorist with distracted eyes suddenly emitted a light of disbelief, as if he had heard something incredible.

He seemed to be having a flashback, looking at Chen* in shock. His throat was crawling, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word. He couldn't express how turbulent and turbulent his heart was before he died. .

Emperor! A simple word, but the weight it represents is unparalleled! It’s enough to shake the entire underground world!

This word, in every corner of the underground world, symbolizes legend and strength. There are countless legends!

Although there is more than one emperor, every emperor is a supreme existence! They are all existences that can make the underground world tremble!

He would never have thought that he would die in the hands of an 'emperor'. This seemed to be an honor? !

The terrorist grinned, his teeth stained red with blood, and his smile looked extremely weird and cold, like a devil's smile. After taking his last breath, he slowly closed his eyes.

At the same time, a very slight sound came into Chen*'s ears. It was very clear, like the sound of a piece of metal falling to the ground.

Chen*'s scalp instantly became numb and his hair stood up, because he saw a grenade with the safety catch rolled out from under the terrorist.

"F*ck!" Chen* was horrified. He didn't expect that this guy would still have the strength to pull a grenade when his heart was pierced by a knife. This fucking Holy Spirit team is a bit of a tiger, a terrorist organization. The people who came out were different. Their skills were average, but their willpower was abnormal.

Under everyone's attention, in vain, a loud noise exploded high in the sky, and a fire spread with the helicopter as the center, as if it was going to burn the sky.

The shock and terror of this moment hit people's hearts directly. The helicopter was engulfed in flames and blown to pieces. The debris scattered everywhere. In less than two seconds, a charred helicopter frame fell to the ground!

At this moment, it was as if the air in the world was frozen, and everyone stared at the horribly scrapped helicopter that fell freely.

Their breathing became rapid and their hearts seemed to stop.

What about the young man who fought heroically against the terrorists? Just engulfed in flames? Did he just fall like this?

No one could accept such a reality. They couldn't believe that that small and majestic figure was destroyed in the explosion and in the flames!

Impossible, he is a hero, he is a national hero, he is the hero of all the people in Hangzhou, how could he die so easily?

But although countless people are still lucky, they have to face the reality. Such an explosion and fire are enough to swallow everything. Even the helicopter was scrapped and smashed to the ground, let alone a flesh and blood body. person?

I'm afraid it wasn't blown to pieces, but was burned to coke!

Throughout Hangzhou City, everyone who watched this scene felt extremely heavy, and some even shed tears silently.

In the ward of a private hospital, a girl in a wheelchair stared at the picture on the TV. Her face was as cold as if she was about to turn her back on the world, and her eyes were so gloomy that it seemed like the world owed her something. of!

She is sinister, she is indifferent, and she seems to have abandoned every emotion in the world. At this moment, she is undoubtedly terrifying, terrifying enough to be creepy!

And there was a beautiful woman sitting on the bed, her pale face already wet with tears. She bit her fingers hard and tried her best to suppress her sobs, but her tears were still like bursting from a dam.

She was also staring at the TV, not daring to let go of any picture. She didn't believe that any of this was real!

On the street, inside a BMW that was speeding like crazy, a crazy cry came out in vain. The woman was crying so hard that she screamed. As if she was crazy, she slapped the steering wheel and screamed. Press the accelerator to the bottom, as if you want to crush the accelerator.

"You can't die, I don't want you to die, you can't die! Wuwuwu~~~~"

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