Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[307 pieces of broken corpses]

"Your trump card is just those rotten viruses. I never fight unprepared." Nangong Jue sneered, and ordered An Yan, "Fire, fight."

The Nangong family members on those warships put on gas masks one after another, and began to attack around Diderot's main ship.

At the same time, the forts were fired from all sides, the sea was turbulent, and torpedo bombs were all smashed on Diderot's battleship!

Judging from the monitor, Diderot's battleship is gradually being destroyed and gradually sinking.

Judging from the screen, Diderot's control room was punched out, the hull began to leak, and the entire cabin was in chaos.

In just 5 minutes, Diderot's main ship was completely helpless by Nangong Jue.

From every point of view, Diderot must lose.

Zhizhi saw that fury finally appeared on Diderot's snow-white face. He paced back and forth in the control room, and shouted at the screen like a horse, "Nangongjue, don't think you have won."

When he was about to die, he was still stubborn.

Zhizhi shook his head, "I can't see that Uncle, you like being a hero."

Diderot suddenly approached the screen, a pair of colorless pupils locked on Zhizhi, with an endless desire to plunder, "Little girl, don't provoke me, or I will want you to belong to me even more!"

Zhizhi smiled, "Uncle Pervert, I'll tell you honestly, you have neither the ability nor I have any expectations, so it's better to regard this as your final regret."

Diderot suddenly smiled sinisterly, "I really want to know what kind of expression you have after cutting your flesh with a knife..."

"An Yan, order Diderot to be shredded into pieces!"

Nangong Jue's face suddenly became extremely cold, and he punched down the control button with one hand, activated all the turrets to fire shells, and sank Diderot's battleship directly with one blow.

Half of the hull was destroyed, and the lines on the screen turned into snowflakes with a hiss.

It seems that Diderot has completely lost control, and there is no doubt that it will sink.

At this time, a large number of panicked Jack hands fell from the ship, and Diderot was among them. He seemed to know where the monitor was, and continued to laugh in that direction, as if he wanted to tell the truth to everyone. The obscenity will be carried out to the end.

Before An Yan had time to command the snipers, the young master picked up a heavy weapon and walked out, his face as dark as Bao Gong at night.

Zhizhi looked at the furious young master with a puzzled face, and saw him personally leading a team of snipers, standing on the beach, raising heavy weapons and sweeping towards the sea.

There is only one target - Diderot floating in the sea.

Every shot seemed to crush Diderot to hell!

An Yan sighed, "The young master is always calm in command, and this is the first time I've seen him so out of control."

Zhizhi pondered, "Your young master has always been gloomy, plus you hate Diderot so much, you will naturally lose control."

An Yan took a cool look at her, and was speechless to the culprit who totally refused to admit that the young master was mad.

A row of snipers gathered on the beach, headed by Nan Gongjue, all gun barrels aimed at Diderot, ready to go!

An Yan kindly reminded, "Miss Song, the next scene may be very bloody, why don't you avoid it?"

Zhizhi sighed, "Violent and bloody scenes like ten thousand bullets piercing my head have always been my favorite, Assistant An, do you have the heart to deprive me of the fun?"

The corner of An Yan's mouth twitched silently, and fell silent.

Darkness and distortion are a natural match!

Tens of thousands of bullets were fired, and the azure sea had just returned to calm. The densely packed black bullets pierced the sky, and rushed forward under the sky. A dazzling pure white.

There was no time to see where the bullet landed, but for a split second, Diderot's body exploded with countless turbulent blood sprays, splashing on the sea and quickly turning into blood red, and the bright crimson quickly dyed him white and flawless. The blood-colored mandala blooming on his body...

An Yan picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered towards the venue, "An Yi, the sea surface and the enemy are all cleared, how is your side?"

"Complete the task," An Yi said in a relaxed tone, "A lot of work has been caught, and they are waiting for the young master to dispose of them. We can start clearing the residue on the sea surface soon."

"The Roland family has completed their mission and returned to Milan. The third young master also landed on the island and came to the venue. Together with the third young master, you will take care of the unconscious old lady. Lock up the Lu family first and deal with them later."

"clear."

After negotiating in a few words, people understood the whole situation, and the Nangong family won a complete victory without any suspense.

Not only because of Nangong Jue's strategy, but also An Yi, An Yan's adaptability and superb acting skills. These two are worthy of being the well-known and sought-after assistants under Nangong's young master, especially An Yi, whose excellent command and overall planning ability, let Many family members are envious of Nangong Jue.

When Zhizhi asked An Yi why she was so determined, she laughed and said that the person I met at the most difficult time was the young master. Just said, you are my Nangong family, no one dares to touch you.

As for Assistant An, I heard that every month, many families offer large sums of money to recruit Assistant An, but they are all rejected by Assistant An.

reason--

Assistant An's original words, life is a member of the Nangong family, and death is the ghost of the Nangong family.

Besides, no one under the young master dared to be the first to change jobs, and Assistant An didn't have the adventurous habit of being the first to eat crabs and brave men.

After all, it is not easy to meet a suitable family and leader.

Young Master Nangong is very good at winning people's hearts.

Zhizhi thought about it, looked up at the screen, and saw that Nangongjue had collected the heavy weapons, ordered his subordinates to do a final inspection, and insisted on bringing back the floating body of Diderot who was shot...

She coughed twice, apparently very clear about the purpose of the young master's act of picking up the corpse.

Wanduan's pioneer condition is that there must be a corpse before it can be broken, right?

Sure enough, Nangong Jue's voice came from the walkie-talkie, "Miss Song, come here."

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