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"This matter is not easy to deal with the aftermath."

Colin said, "It's very simple to launch a missile, just press a button, but you have to understand, if Zhao Gangjun is really killed by a missile, how are we going to explain it to the Chinese government? How are we going to explain it to the person from the Zhao family You know, the Shenzhou government may not completely turn against us because of a Zhao Gangjun, but that guy will definitely fight us!"

"Our missiles have state-of-the-art stealth technology."

George said, "No satellite from any other country can detect our missiles. At that time, as long as a submarine is arranged to launch missiles when Zhao Gangjun's plane flies to the high seas, Zhao Gangjun will die silently! No Anyone can find any evidence to prove that we shot down the plane. We can regard Zhao Gangjun's death as an ordinary air crash. Any way."

"What does he mean?" asked Colin suddenly.

"He didn't express his attitude clearly." George said, "However, he will never sit back and watch Zhao Tiezhu go crazy. With him here, we don't have to worry about Zhao Tiezhu at all!"

Colin frowned, as if hesitating.

"Colin, I beg you, okay?"

George said in a trembling voice, "My son was killed, and the murderer is now on his way back to his country. If he doesn't do anything at this time, when he returns to China, he won't have a chance to do it again! Moreover, if Those materials brought back to Shenzhou by Zhao Gangjun will expose our super fighters in advance, and the Chinese government will definitely not sit idly by then!"

"Let Paul in."

Colin said with a serious face.

George was overjoyed and said, "Good!"

At this time, sh in Shenzhou.

"Zhao Gangjun can still come back!"

After Zhou Tian received the news reported by his subordinates, he was quite surprised. You must know that people all over the world now know that Zhao Gangjun killed John. Although there is no evidence, but with the American style of doing things, it is impossible. Let Zhao Gangjun come back so easily.

"Jack Wilson, it's so useless."

Zhou Di sighed, and said, "If he could have killed Zhao Gangjun, we would have sent our troops south by now."

"Don't worry."

Zhou Tian shook his head and said, "The U.S. government and the Interpol will definitely not let Zhao Gangjun go so easily. They must have some means. After all, John's father is the vice president of the United States. Zhao Gangjun killed his son to be my father. How could you let him go."

"I don't know about that, I'll go first." Zhou Di got up and said.

"Has Zhou Tongyan's work been done?" Zhou Tian asked.

"Still doing it."

Zhou Di said, "Zhou Jianye still seems unwilling to return to our Zhou family."

"Do the job of understanding Zhou Tongyan as soon as possible."

Zhou Tian said, "As long as Zhou Tongyan can persuade Zhou Jianye, Zhou Jianye will definitely return to the Zhou family. When the time comes to dig out the information he has, we will definitely be able to regain the trust of the central government!"

"Ah."

Zhou nodded, turned and walked away.

Zhao Gangjun's private jet flew leisurely over the Pacific Ocean.

At this time, the plane had already flown to the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

Zhao Gangjun lay comfortably on the sofa, playing with a USB flash drive in his hand.

Zhao Gangjun never used this USB flash drive when he was in the United States, because he was worried that it would have some positioning and tracking functions. Now the plane is flying to China. As soon as he arrives in China, Zhao Gangjun can use this USB flash drive with confidence.

If there is really information about John and the man's mechanical arm in this flash drive, Zhao Gangjun believes that the Shenzhou government will be very happy to spend a lot of money to buy it for him.

The plane flew very stably.

at this time.

"Alarm, there are UFOs approaching!"

An alarm sounded suddenly.

Zhao Gangjun froze for a moment, stood up from the sofa, and asked, "What's going on?"

Snapped.

The captain's cabin was opened, and the co-pilot rushed out from the captain's cabin, shouting, "Master, yes, something is approaching quickly, judging from the trajectory and speed, it should be a missile!!"

"Missiles!!! Damn!"

Zhao Gangjun was stunned, and shouted, "Where did the missile come from?"

"We don't know either! Patriarch, we will be caught up in ten seconds!"

"Fuck! Could it be that I just died like this?!"

Zhao Gangjun was stunned on the spot. Although he was awesome, he was not so awesome that he could resist missiles!

"Patriarch, let's go!"

The co-pilot picked up a parachute bag, stuffed it into Zhao Gangjun's arms, and tapped the button next to the hatch.

The cabin door opens.

The powerful suction sucks everything in the plane to the door!

The co-pilot and several stewardesses were all sucked out of the hatch.

With the exception of a few who had parachute packs in their hands, most did not have parachutes.

Zhao Gangjun was also sucked out of the hatch, and he didn't have any resistance. With Zhao Gangjun's ability, this little suction couldn't affect him.

As soon as Zhao Gangjun got off the plane, he saw not far away, a missile trailing a long smoke, approaching rapidly!

In the blink of an eye, the missile hit the plane.

Zhao Gangjun only had time to turn around.

The plane exploded.

The powerful impact hit Zhao Gangjun's back heavily!

Zhao Gangjun's eyes went dark, so he didn't faint.

Zhao Gangjun's body fell rapidly, his back was torn several times by the shock wave and the debris of the plane just now, and his entire spine was almost broken.

Thanks to Zhao Gangjun's strong body, he was not directly killed in the shock wave. The other people who were sucked out at about the same time did not have Zhao Gangjun's body, and the power of the explosion directly took their lives away.

One or two were lucky enough not to be killed by the bombing, but their faces were grim, because it was at an altitude of several thousand meters, the oxygen was thin, and the temperature was extremely low. For people who only wore ordinary clothes, it was like hell. .

Zhao Gangjun was not feeling well either, his body could hardly move, and the thin oxygen made his brain slightly blurred.Zhao Gangjun could only lower his heart rate as much as possible.

Frost slowly condensed on Zhao Gangjun's body surface.

Zhao Gangjun fell quickly, holding the parachute bag in his hand tightly, and fell from a height of several thousand meters. Without this thing, Zhao Gangjun would definitely die.

Finally, after passing through a thick layer of clouds.

The surrounding temperature slowly warmed up, and the oxygen was gradually sufficient, and Zhao Gangjun had already seen the vast expanse of space under his feet.

Zhao Gangjun opened the parachute.

(Because this month is my birthday month, I made a cake for me on the page of the book. Thank you for spending money to build a cake building for me. If there is no accident, I will add more on Sunday.)