As if it was his first birthday, Brando half-supported his chin with one hand, looking at Xiaoyu's eyes with great interest.
Xiaoyu pursed her lips, and even though she was a little reluctant in her heart, she still hummed, "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
"Sing the Great Compassion Mantra to me." Interrupted, Brando shook his finger with a pure face, "It's my birthday and I don't like to listen to too tacky music."
Xiaoyu shut up, opened his eyes, and looked at him with a look on Shen Jingbing's face------
Great Compassion Mantra?
This man who can change his clothes three times after meeting three times actually wants to listen to the Great Compassion Mantra on his birthday?
God unfolds!
Is this the behavior of an artist, or is it an inherently perverted quality?
She felt so confused at the moment.
Moreover, Xiaoyu felt that she was almost ready to accept her incompetence towards this future brother-in-law.
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A violent explosion ignited in the small forest. The wood corroded by the fire was all thrown into rebellion, and burned into ashes with a crackling sound.
The fire was so intense that it could be seen how many bombs had been secretly buried in the hidden house hidden deep in the woods.
Miss Tang, who was half asleep on the driver's seat, opened her eyes and looked forward. She saw a figure passing by in the firelight, very fast and without any hesitation, even though there was still a heavy load on his back.
He was looking at another man who was about the same height and build as him but was missing a leg.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch.
Five minutes.
Tang Shuang raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look forward with a bit of amazement - her godson was setting records again!
This footwork, this mode, and this rescue speed can be said to be at an inhuman level.
Even Miss Tang herself doesn't dare to say whether she can surpass it.
Sure enough, a young man is better than a good man, and good people are rewarded. A stupid person like Xiao Zhi actually gave birth to and raised such a powerful son with unlimited potential.
Tang Shuang sat upright and was about to get off the plane to pick up the plane when he saw the fire not far away from behind. Five helicopter fighter jets immediately flew into the sky. The pure black surface made it clear at first glance that they were exclusive to Black Terror.
Seeing this, she quickly started the control, turned on the location map and manual control, then started the helicopter, quickly turned the steering wheel, and flew up to the five enemy helicopters------
She agreed to Shitou's support, but as a godmother, she couldn't be too derelict in her duties.
Moreover, it was too difficult to resist five combat helicopters with the distance and speed of his body running down, not to mention that he was carrying a person on his back.
Tang Shuang thought like this, the plane had already taken off into the sky, turned around, and was about to accelerate, flying towards the black sky...
Boom ----- There was a sound of fire, followed by an explosion, and dazzling bright sparks bloomed directly in the flawless blue sky.
That was clearly the leader fighter flying at the front and center, and it exploded.
Tang Shuang stopped his hands and looked down.
Sure enough, I saw that Nangong Tou had placed Nangong Mo under the cang tree that could provide cover. When the helicopters found the target, began to descend, took aim and prepared to shoot——
He took the lead, raised his hand and threw a bomb, a miniature smart nanobomb with follow-up properties.
Usually, this kind of smart bomb with torpedo properties can only reach its tracking target after being set up and processed by a ship, an airplane, or intelligently. The grenade and its performance are combined so seamlessly that it can automatically determine its target.
Nangong Toru is the one who throws the force and direction and carries out the bombing.
Of course, this kind of bomb has many advantages, but only one disadvantage, that is, the person throwing the bomb must be accurate, otherwise, innocent people may be easily injured.
And Nangong Tou?
My father is the head of the largest arms family, my mother was once the number one sharpshooter in the Killer Alliance, and my maternal blood relatives have the characteristic of concentrating the retina... With many advantages combined, this shortcoming is not at all relevant to the young master.
Next words.
The explosion continues.
Because the explosion of a fighter jet in the middle affected both sides, they wanted to change their route, but found that they had to wait until the amplitude of the explosion disappeared before they could turn. Now, they could only continue to descend to Rossi below.
The fallen plane burst into flames and exploded completely, probably within a minute.
The two planes coming down from the side followed closely behind.
The amplitude recovered, but it only took thirty seconds.
In this time gap of less than thirty seconds------
Tou Shao raised his feet, and his long legs suddenly stepped on a waist-thick tree next to him. Using his strength, he actually used his speed to quickly fly sideways on the tree, and just when his body was parallel to the falling helicopter
At that moment, he jumped up, made a perfect arc, and landed on a plane next to him that was still unable to control itself.
Angzang's body stepped on the flying helicopter. When the propeller was about to return to normal, he jumped sideways and slid directly to the side of the fuselage. At the same time, he punched open the window of the plane and sneaked in.
The irresistible force knocked out the pilot with just one punch, grabbed the plane, flew up, flew to the sky above the other plane, and fired quickly.
At the same time, he increased the speed code and rushed to the remaining two helicopters. A beautiful arc circled and led them to a route——
At this moment, two small but powerful nano bombs were launched at the same time.
The broken feces caught on it, and the broken feces caught fire. Before the two people could see clearly where the fire came from, they heard an explosion next to their ears, and they were already caught in the flames.
Boom. Boom. Boom boom--------
In the sky, in mid-air, and on the ground, at this time, almost at the same time, they exploded collectively, leaving no survivors.
Master Tou, on the other hand, had already jumped out of the fighter jet that was set to self-destruct, and stood on top of a tall tree. He lowered his eyes and looked coldly at the fire flying below, with no expression on his face.
"Eight minutes and twenty seconds."
Miss Tang, who was slowly swimming in the sky, lowered her head and glanced at the timepiece on the control panel, raised her thin lips slightly, "Sure enough, I gave you too much time."
This is simply not human rhythm.
Then, she began to turn her direction, started landing, and drove towards the safe direction where Nangong Mo, who was unconscious, was hiding---
She, who is responsible for handling the situation, seems to be of no use and is not very competent.
However, her godson is too strong, and as an elder, there is no harm in being a little leisurely.
During the landing, the cell phone rang, and when it was connected, it was Ms. Song who was lurking in another location and worried about her wholeheartedly.
"Tangtang!" Song Xiaozhi said in a nervous tone, "There is no movement here. I am afraid that the den has been abandoned by hackers. The white cat has already gone in to look for it, but there is no response yet. How is the situation over there?"
"How is it?" Song Xiaozhi's tone was very nervous.
"All I can say is," Ms. Tang yawned and replied slowly, "your son is acting against the will of God again."
Listening to her words, Song Xiaozhi probably understood what she meant, so he asked, "Have you been rescued?"
"There is no chance that your son will miss when he takes action." He yawned again, slowed down again, and slowly prepared to land.
Hearing this, Song Xiaozhi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to ask a lot of questions, but in the end he held back, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed, "It doesn't matter, it's settled a worry for me."
"As long as you don't cheat, the men of the Nangong family are still willing to help you." Miss Tang answered absentmindedly, yawning again and again.
When Song Xiaozhi heard this, he immediately frowned and asked curiously, "Tangtang, you weren't sleeping during the whole process, were you?"
"If you don't get enough sleep, how can you have the energy to eat?" Ms. Tang's logic is always strong. "I only slept for a while, but I should have enough energy to have a hot pot party with you and my sisters at night."
Miss Song heard the three lines and said speechlessly: "In this critical moment of saving people, you actually think about either eating or sleeping..."
Well, although Miss Tang looks cool and beautiful, and is admired and admired by countless men, on the inside, she is really a lazy and troublesome foodie!
"By the way, Ye Junqi is also attending tonight's hot pot party." Song Xiaozhi reminded, relaying the news he had just received, "I don't know where he found out your evening activity schedule and informed me."
"What--?"
Jumping up, Tang Shuang's sleepy eyes widened, and he finally had an expression on his face as he looked at the phone. The expression was clearly fierce, "Zhizhi, you want to break off the relationship, right?"
"Alas, Miss Tang, don't blame the sinner. I'm just responsible for reporting. Also, your husband wants me to tell you, Miss Tang, it's been 04:00 on March 6th since you last came home. He said
"If you don't go home, he will probably commit suicide." Song Xiaozhi answered very calmly, "He also said, don't think he is joking. The suicide note has already begun to be sent to your Tang family. Can you stop it? You will do it tonight."
Don't show up, let's see what happens. Just be honest."
"Depend on!"
It was rare for Miss Tang to say bad words, and her cold face was full of murderous intent, "Ye Junqi, if you don't seek death, you will die."
"Are you coming that night?"
"Go, of course. If I don't cut off Ye Junqi tonight, my surname will not be Tang."
"Okay, received."
Song Xiaozhi said, hung up the phone, but rolled his eyes in his heart. After so many years, he would have been castrated long ago. Miss Tang, how much do you like to play this kind of SM game that threatens your husband?
After Tang Shuang hung up the phone, he was in a hurry, drove the plane, picked up people at the airport, and quickly opened the code to meet up.
"Godmother, my second uncle has been imprisoned for many days and is still in a coma. He needs immediate examination and infusion to ensure basic nutrition." During the fast flight, Master Tou couldn't help but remind him.
"Supplement nutrition?" Miss Tang raised her eyebrows and said domineeringly, "Just right, I will take you to eat hot pot now."