Chapter 630 Substituting one thing for another [please give me a monthly ticket, please book in full]

Author: Ying Ying Xiong

Chapter 630 Substituting one thing for another [please give me a monthly ticket, please book in full]

Roy was approaching. Matthew had no time to dodge or even react. He only had time to tighten his body and prepare to retreat.

A cold touch came from his neck, and then his head didn't move, and his lower body moved quickly towards the back.

But it fell to the ground like a lifeless puppet.

Boom!

The moment Zhuang Ming closed the door and stepped in, blood spurted everywhere. His head fell to the ground with horror and disbelief, and rolled several times, but it was still within the area of ​​the carpet where he spurted blood.

Staring hard, never closing his eyes.

Maybe he was already dead before he even had time to look at Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming looked at the black box on the table, picked it up curiously and looked at it. There was a password on it.

After weighing it, I don't know what is in it.

Put it away first.

It's definitely not something ordinary.

Zhuang Ming skillfully put it into the space backpack. There were so many gold bars that couldn't fit, but this small box can be put in it easily.

Next, turn off the monitoring and sneak into the cab.

Soon, Zhuang Ming knocked out everyone on the boat and drove the boat towards the next port.

Zhou Wu and Jim were already waiting here. They brought fourteen identical engineering vehicles and expertly transported boxes of containers from the cabin and transported identical containers at the same time.

Then Zhuang Ming drove the cruise ship back to the original channel, and then jumped directly into the sea. The entire cruise ship was silent, waiting for the knocked out people to wake up again.

Zhuang Ming's figure is like a flexible shark in the sea, fast and incredible, and he feels like a human-shaped creature in the sea.

Because it is simply impossible for humans to reach this speed.

After half an hour, we finally found another oil tanker.

It was the tanker that McCarran boarded.

I don’t know if McCarron was killed. After all, McCarron is definitely no match for Simon. If he died, he would have to be removed from the candidate list!

As expected, Macallan is looking for death.

His skills, which are somewhat useful in front of ordinary criminals, are completely useless in front of this group of people.

Don't even bother to kill him!

When he was found, he kicked him and broke four or five ribs.

"Hello, Officer McCarran, this should be our first meeting!" Simon Gruber looked at McCarran lying on the ground teasingly, and he couldn't help but admire a little in his heart.

Such persistent police officers are rare.

Although his skills are only at the level of a super soldier, he is not even a genetic warrior.

He actually dared to catch up with him single-handedly. Who gave him such courage?

Loyalty and justice, he once had them too.

Because he is also a soldier, at least he once was.

"Simon, is the bomb in the school real?" McCarron kept pouring blood from his mouth and stared at Simon Gruber.

Simon Gruber was a little silent. He didn't expect that McCarron's first question when he saw him was this.

To be honest, he was a little shocked, but more of a shock, reminding him of his former self.

"No, I am a soldier, not a monster, although I sometimes work for monsters." Simon Gruber answered this question in a deep voice.

When he saw that he had finished speaking, McCarron was visibly relieved.

I couldn't help but be touched in my heart.

It's a bit of a pity and a bit of sympathy at the same time.

A just person is admirable, especially a genetic warrior like him who was once a soldier, but such people will die early.

Judging from the injuries on McCarron's body, even if they don't kill him, he will die soon.

Take out a remote control and click on it.

A tall canister of white liquid and a canister of red liquid rising from the deck of the tanker was the real bomb.

"The real bomb is on this oil tanker. Seeing that you are so dedicated, I will give you a decent funeral. A cruise ship and more than 100 billion gold will be buried with you. It should be decent enough."

Gate Gruber then picked up the beeper and started calling the Coast Guard.

"Urgent call Coast Guard, please answer!"

McCarron was a little confused. Was this suicide?

"Yes, here!"

"Can you record a message?"

"certainly!"

Immediately, Simon Gruber took out a recording pen from his pocket, placed it next to the pager, and clicked the play button.

"This is the declaration of the CRF. For a long time, the West has stolen the world's wealth, ignored humanitarianism, and created economic panic. Today we want everyone to have an equal footing. In a few minutes, the gold of the Federal Reserve Bank will stand on your economy.

The point will be shattered into pieces on the seabed near Chang Island after the explosion. If you are lucky enough, you are all welcome to watch it."

Macallan's face was full of disbelief, this is too ridiculous!

Ah~

Then a scream came from his mouth, and it turned out that his body was lifted directly by Simon Gruber and walked towards the splint.

The pain caused by the shattering of his chest and sternum made him scream.

"Hahaha~ It's over with patience!" Simon Gruber laughed loudly and directly tied McCarran to the top of the liquid bomb.

This bomb is much larger than 2,400 pounds, definitely more.

"I don't believe you blew up all the gold, you liar!" McCarron suddenly roared, no matter that blood was still spraying from his mouth.

"Hahahaha~ That's not necessarily true. Besides, you're going to die, so why do you think so much?" Simon Gruber looked amused.

"Don't you want to know how your brother died?" McCarron suddenly narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

"No!" But to McCarron's surprise, Simon Gruber answered directly in the negative.

Then he turned around and left, and the liquid bomb slowly lowered into the ship's cabin.

"Farewell, Officer McCarran."

The sound gradually faded away.

McCarran lay on top of the bomb like a puddle of mud.

Didi didi~

The countdown keeps ringing.

"You gave up?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in the dark cabin. It was so sudden that people were not prepared at all.

Hiss~

McCarron felt his heart suddenly swell and then hurt.

"Cough cough cough~"

Thick blood flowed from the mouth.

After finally stopping his coughing, McCarron looked with a glimmer of hope in his originally desperate eyes, "You're here!"

It was Zhuang Ming. Through the light of the bomb, Zhuang Ming's mysterious figure appeared not far away.

Ever since he met this powerful being in Weaver Bay, he had felt that the other person was mysterious and dangerous.

In fact, he didn't want to have too much communication with the other party, and there was always a vague aura of death lingering in his heart.

Because the other person does not care about ordinary human lives, is extremely indifferent, and even has the feeling of being aloof and looking down on all living beings. When getting along with such a person, you will always feel awkward and uncomfortable.

But now, the other party is his only life-saving straw.
Chapter completed!