Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

"Go, I am here waiting for you."

Anna lowered her head and her long red hair covered her expression.

"Man, you have to play in five minutes." Zhang Yinghao was helpless and continued to shout.

"Then you are waiting for me here." Gu Qingshan finished with Anna and quickly strode out.

After he left, a shadow slid in from the door.

The shadow turned into Feng Huode, Zhang mouth asked: "His Royal Highness, how is the matter?"

"I have to stay with him, you may have to go back to the Holy Land yourself." Anna said.

"Well, okay, what! Your Highness, say it again!" Feng Huode screamed.

"Hood, the rest of the power in the Holy Land is up to you, I will follow him." Anna said.

"His Highness, the blood of the kingdom really needs to continue, but is it too early? Then again, are you going to have a few princes?"

"Go back to the Holy State, right away."

the other side.

Gu Qingshan and Zhang Yinghao walked quickly toward the elevator.

“Who was the last speaker?” Gu Qingshan asked.

"It is the President, he just finished speaking, his body seems to be a little uncomfortable, and he has returned to the upstairs room for a rest." Zhang Yinghao said.

"Is it?" Gu Qingshan is slightly strange.

What happened to the president? He secretly thought.

"A moment's speech, do you want to say something?" Zhang Yinghao asked.

"There are more and more sea animals on the shore, and the killing ghosts are getting stronger and stronger. In the face of such a situation, you only need to tell the truth." Gu Qingshan stopped thinking and replied.

"Well, in fact, I don't have to be nervous. I just saw a few well-known political friends who have already explained to them. If there is anything in the venue, they will take care of it."

"Ok."

The two men were walking as they walked, and suddenly they changed their faces and stood in the same place.

The ground is slightly vibrating.

Hey!

The moment they stopped, there was a dull noise from far away.

This sound seems to have kicked off.

At one point on the upper level of the International Conference Center, a huge embarrassment broke out.

It’s as if something shocked happened, and everyone at the meeting couldn’t help but exclaim.

"What happened? This is a gunshot - is it an assassination?" Zhang Yinghao said calmly.

"Can you tell what type of attack?" Gu Qingshan released the mind to observe the surrounding, and asked quickly.

"It sounds like an electromagnetic anti-equipment gun. This weapon has twice the range of a traditional sniper rifle, and its lethality is amazing." Zhang Yinghao said.

"It's too far away from us." Gu Qingshan.

The two looked out of the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

I saw dozens of fighter jets slamming, rushing out of the convention center and heading in one direction.

Then, a team of soldiers did not know where to come from, surrounded by the International Conference Center.

A small number of officers dressed up, quickly chasing the mobile armor.

Look at their speed, not even slower than the mobile armor.

These are strong professionals and special warriors with a high rank in the military.

A huge buzz sounded in the sky.

A large starship warship slowly emerged and hovered over the convention center.

The three battle shuttle formations fell from the large starship and quickly flew in the same direction.

"What happened to the goddess of justice?" Gu Qingshan asked quietly.

"The president is assassinated and is taking the murderer." The fair goddess said.

"What!" Zhang Yinghao lost his voice.

"How is the president?" Gu Qingshan asked quickly.

"I don't know, all the monitoring equipment in the conference center was strongly electromagnetically disturbed in a few seconds. I didn't have time to issue a warning." Fair Goddess.

"Where is the president?"

"The top floor lounge."

Suddenly outside the glass, a figure jumped up.

This person's movements are light and efficient, only a little light on the glass, the whole person continues to rise.

In his hand, he held two short knives.

A glimpse of this, this person has crossed this layer.

"Identity is not recognized." The goddess of justice said quickly.

boom!

In the next second, Gu Qingshan smashed the glass like a cannonball, and volleyed.

The night rain bow appeared in his hand.

Brush it!

Ten arrows drew a dexterous curve and smashed through the sky.

This is not finished, Gu Qingshan took the bow, grabbed a long sword from the void, and slammed it, so he followed the wall and flew straight up.

"He...it will fly..." Zhang Yinghao stood in the same place, muttering in his mouth.

On top of Gu Qingshan, the man returned and waved two short knives to fly the arrows one by one.

The power contained in the arrow is too great. With his dexterity and agility, although the arrow is completely blocked, his arms are also numb.

At this time, Gu Qingshan arrived.

The sword is simple and simple in the air.

The man was holding a double knife and wanted to block, but he was smashed in half by the sword.

A **** fog appeared in front of the glass, and the body fell in two directions.

"Slanted above, sir." The voice of the goddess of justice.

Gu Qingshan looked up and saw that a killer was sticking to the glass, and his hands and feet were used to climb up.

Gu Qingshan took the sword and took the bow.

shoot with great precision!

Royal wind!

bombardment!

This arrow is like a heavy artillery, and the man is smashed with the entire wall.

"Is there?" Gu Qingshan asked quietly.

"There is no outside, there is one inside, and it is approaching the top floor." Just Goddess.

Gu Qingshan plunged into an open window and rushed toward the top floor.

Be sure to have time!

He bit his teeth and flew all the way.

Gu Qingshan's body shape turned into a gray shadow, flying up the stairs. The pedestrians along the way were blown by the gust of wind from the gray shadow, and when they looked back, the gray shadow was gone.

"The beard, sunglasses, smoke on the hand, military green jacket, gray pants, black shoes, has been on the 11th floor." The fair goddess described.

Gu Qingshan rushed into the 11th floor.

In his mind, the assassin has been locked.

The assassin was the top player in this killing. When Gu Qingshan appeared, he sensed the threat.

He turned sharply.

What caught his eye was a figure that leapt from the sky.

This figure is so young, an indifferent face, only calm and focused, not violently violent.

This is the last picture in his eyes.

The pain came and the world turned into darkness.

Blood light splashes.

Gu Qingshan’s sword was taken back.

The assassin was cut into several pieces by the sword on his sword. When he died, two frosts appeared in his hands.

Apparently he was forced to launch and died.

Gu Qingshan did not look at the results, and quickly asked: "Is there still?"

"Not found for a while." Fair Goddess.

"President..." Gu Qingshan took the sword and rushed toward the top floor.

When he arrived, several secret agents who were at the door were hitting the door.

"Hurry up!"

"Strong!"

"Damn!"

They are squatting.

The door on the top floor is still closed, this is the most distinguished lounge, the protective measures on the door are very strict, but who knows it has the opposite effect.

At this time, another team of special personnel and doctors rushed in.

A few people looked at each other and obviously locked their eyes on Gu Qingshan.

Subsequently, the few special secrets moved, apparently receiving the identity information of Gu Qingshan, looking to his eyes to relax.

"Get out, let me."

Gu Qingshan held the sword in front of him and was about to start, but suddenly stopped.

There were some noises coming from inside the door.

The next moment, the door opened.

The president came out unscathed and looked calm and calm.

"His President!"

The person in charge of the secret service made a gesture and the medical staff immediately rushed up.

"I'm fine, go grab people," the president said.

The door was closed behind him.

The medical staff did not give in, and pointed several micro-instruments to the president to start collecting data.

After a few seconds.

"The President is not injured," the medical staff announced.

- Fortunately, nothing!

Everyone suddenly fell to the heart.

Gu Qingshan put the healing Dan back into the storage bag and also called for a breath.

This president is one of the few people who Gu Qingshan rarely respects. He really does not want to have anything to do with him.

"Hello, do you need us to deal with it?" asked the special personnel.

"Just broke a window. I am dealing with some important work. You can't enter now, but I don't have anything to do. You should come back later to investigate."

The president’s face is cold and his words are chilly: “In such an international conference, you dare to swear, you must seize this assassin.”

"Yes, sir." Several secret agents should sing.

More secret service personnel came in and saw the president safe and sound, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, a responsible secret service official stood up and commanded, leaving some people on the scene as guards, while others were going to guard the various traffic routes.

The president looked at Gu Qingshan and said softly: "Aoyama, I am sorry to let you worry."

"You are fine."

Gu Qingshan released his thoughts and swept away on the other side.

Without any wounds, everything is normal.

Gu Qingshan nodded secretly.

"There has been such a thing, the formal meeting is probably going to be suspended..." The president meditated.

He thought for a while and suddenly said: "We have an informal meeting in private, you, me, Emperor Fuxi, and representatives of the Holy State."

"I have no problem, listen to your arrangements." Gu Qingshan said.

"Very good, then you should go to rest first, I will inform you later," the president said.

Gu Qingshan nodded and turned and left.

When he couldn’t see the trace, the president made command and deployment to several secret service leaders.

Several responsible persons are somewhat surprised.

The president generally does not ask about security issues. Today, in turn, he personally arranges for deployment.

But after thinking about it, this is an international conference held at the door of the house. As a result, under the blue sky, the President’s Lord was actually assassinated in public!

The president is sure to be angry at the moment, and it is reasonable to have such a personal move.

A few responsible persons will naturally not hit the muzzle and seriously follow the president's deployment and begin to handle various matters.

The president returned to his room again until there were a few spies left at the door.

The door was closed.