Until, the snow gradually became smaller, the disturbed snowflakes on the screen gradually disappeared, and when the black abnormal flying object in the screen approached the camera and became gradually clearer...
"black……"
Xiaoyu murmured behind him, staring at the scene on the screen.
This murmur attracted everyone's attention. They turned their heads and frowned at Yan Xiaoyu who was talking in a daze -----
"This kind of black color... and its shape..." Xiaoyu stared at the huge thing that was gradually approaching and landing, and the images in his mind changed, and he murmured, "I've seen it somewhere... I must have seen it somewhere...
yes……"
"The Wu family case was hit by an air raid and the plane was lost." Nangong Tong answered calmly, "Jack Wu chased the plane, but his body was not found."
A few simple words suddenly reminded everyone, and they suddenly remembered that this black color, and this similar body shape, were exactly the same as the black attack plane that Jack Wu suffered when he fled to New York when his plane crashed when he was investigating the Wu family case.
A sense of similarity.
"It's a black terrorist attack..." Song Xiaozhi's brows furrowed even deeper, and he spoke in confusion, "The Nangong family's black terrorists are inseparable from each other. The last time Shitou took a small group of people on a trip and passed Mont Blanc, it was because of other arms incidents, and they had to deal with the black terrorists.
No matter what, they are afraid... Unless there is a certain reason, they will not provoke us for no reason... What exactly did they do?"
The white cat turned back, looked at Nangong Tou, and asked in a low voice, "Boss...do you think of anything now?"
Nangong Tou pondered, shook his head, and did not answer.
Everyone's heart is over-------
Because of the existence of the chip in Nangong Tou's brain, his storage and recognition of memories are different from ordinary people. It is also impossible for him to follow ordinary people's logical thinking and use familiar feelings to recall memories of the past. Delete is quite
Deletion is equivalent to no longer existing; this kind of past that no longer exists, what is left to oneself is only an extremely shallow and subtle feeling in the body and consciousness. This kind of feeling, even if you ask yourself, it is, say no
Clear, unclear.
No further questions were asked, and the eyes returned to the screen again, only to see that when the black flying body landed, the Nangong Tou aircraft hovering in the sky finally became unable to hover, and fell crazily as if losing control of the consciousness.
And the black flying body drove forward without hesitation, stopping a hundred meters away from where Xiang Nangong's plane crashed. The door opened, and dozens of masked men in black suits ran out, holding
Combo submachine gun, stand still, ambush, besiege the city, the muzzle of the gun is all pointed at the center where the plane fell------
Several Nangong family members were mercilessly shot at by gunfire and died as soon as they escaped from the falling plane. The moment they climbed out of the plane or rolled out of the parachute.
Under the snow, the ground was still pale. A hundred meters outside the lost city, there were explosions and fires. The dead Nangong family members fell to the ground one after another, turning the snow red and melting.
The last drive, falling, crashing, exploding.
That's Nangong Tou's plane.
Those who ambush seemed to have been well prepared, with their guns aimed at the hatch.
Unfortunately, the moment it fell, the fuselage began to explode. It stayed there for dozens of seconds, but no one was seen running out of the plane.
Just when they relaxed their vigilance, staring at the screen and worrying about Nangong Tou's comfort, a shadow flashed in front of the screen, and a slender black figure flashed in, fast and fierce, like an invisible wind, only a blink of an eye away, and they didn't know where to start.
Wherever, he burst into the scene so quickly, raised his foot, swept with one leg, grabbed the submachine gun, and swept with him -----
The screams started one after another.
In just a moment, the situation suddenly reversed.
With one against ten, the man who broke into the scene showed no signs of embarrassment. He was all clean and tidy, and his movements were neat and beautiful. He moved smoothly and smoothly. In just a few minutes, he grabbed a gun with his bare hands and eliminated most of the men in black clothes.
That figure was none other than the man who attracted everyone's attention and concern, but also believed that he was not afraid of this crisis - Nangong Tou.
Sure enough, as expected.
Those men in black, before they could correctly locate Master Tou's direction, were all subdued by Master Tou in just ten minutes, causing countless casualties and leaving only three alive.
On the screen, Master Toru was holding a gun with three people lying at his feet. He pointed it at one of them and asked coldly, "Where is the person?"
No one knows why Master Tou asked such a question, what is his long-cherished wish with Hei Yan, and why did he ask such a question?
This is not only confusing to everyone, but also a myth to the current Tou Shao.
The lying man in black was shivering and holding his head. No one dared to speak or speak.
However, just when Mr. Tou was about to pull the trigger and send them back to the west, he suddenly frowned, as if he noticed something, and jumped back, turning over to a few meters away——
As soon as their bodies turned over and their feet fell to the ground, a few meters away from the other side, the three people lying on their stomachs were suddenly in pain, holding their heads and screaming. At the moment when their screams shook the snow-capped mountains and penetrated straight into the sky, the flat white snow was clean.
The picture was suddenly stained with blood------
Human bombs broke out again.
Flesh and blood were everywhere, and limbs were broken.
This was the second time everyone saw the cruel way Hei Terror treated his own men on the day the Ji Nangong family uncovered the ambush!
The first time I saw Ah Zi, her face was pale, her hands and feet were cold, and when she stepped back, she just felt retching.
Song Xiaozhi and Bai Mao looked at each other calmly, their expressions were ugly, but they were still calm.
Xiaoyu was also very calm, but during the explosion, she suddenly thought of Jane, and of Rose, whom she had told herself about the explosion that had hurt her. She didn't know how Jane could accept killing someone close to her in this way.
, but she thought, if she were Jane, no matter what risks she took, even in an environment like black terror, she would find ways to remove the suicide bomb from Rose's body, wouldn't she?
"There are still...five minutes..." Tang Sa, who noticed the time ticking under the screen, reminded him aloud, looking nervous, "This record does not show that Mr. Tou was killed..."
His words brought everyone's thoughts back to the scene, and also interrupted Xiaoyu's random thoughts about Jane and Rose-----
And just when Tang Sa finished speaking, they saw Nangong Tou, who had subdued the black terror members, escaped the attack and was safe and sound. He dropped the gun in his hand, dressed in clean clothes, stepped on his slender legs, and walked towards a place.
Walk straight to the edge of the screen, stop, pause, stare, and look ahead -----