Female president's private killer

Duan Tiandao's data are partly boastful.

However, even without the average hand speed of 55 movements, there are countless level 9 pilots with more than 50 movements in the fierce army.

In a few months, Duan Tiandao's boasting will not be boasting. It's an iron fact.

This is the strength of the fierce army!

Seeing Huang Xiaolei nodding, everyone took a breath, and an uncontrollable noise suddenly broke out.

In surprise, Ruan xiao'an said to Duan Tian, "I don't believe it. What about you? How fast is your hand?"

Duan Tiandao looked ashamed: "only 73 movements per second. In the past two years, there have been few mecha touches, and the training time is not enough. There is no progress."

Seventy three?

Ruan Xiaoan was almost crazy. She grabbed Duan Tiandao's arm and said, "you lied to me?"

"Want to bet?" Duan Tiandao stared.

"What are you betting on?" Ruan Xiaoan asked without hesitation.

"The attitude of the Ruan family." Huang Xiaolei on one side suddenly said. The crowd suddenly quieted down. Ruan Xiaoan Huoran turned to look at Huang Xiaolei and didn't speak for a long time.

A moment later, Ruan Xiaoan nodded and said seriously, "I don't care what happened tonight. However, if what general Fang said is true, I think the Ruan family will make the same choice even if I don't bet. I bet, and besides the Ruan family, I bet on the Li family, the Luo family and the blue family! "

There was a commotion in the crowd. As we all know, several other families in Ruan xiao'an's mouth have always moved forward and backward together with the Ruan family.

"And the Qi family." Qi Wei, who has been silent, suddenly plugs in.

Seeing the people looking at him in surprise, Qi Wei shrugged his shoulders slightly and said faintly, "although I personally prefer disciplined soldiers, as a family, I seem to have no other choice. Moreover, in my opinion, the fierce army deserves my respect. At least better than those who have Mou Qing! "

In silence, Duan Tiandao and Qi Wei looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"There is no mecha here, but we can prove it in another way." Duan Tiandao said to Ruan xiao'an, "have you ever played coin training?"

"Of course!" Ruan xiao'an road.

Coin training is the basic training for mecha soldiers to train their fingers flexibly.

A powerful mecha warrior can control the rotation of five coins between the fingers of one hand at the same time. Ruan Xiaoan himself can control six.

"Who has coins?" Duan Tiandao asked.

Soon, a waiter brought a box of coins.

In full view of the public, Duan Tiandao took out coins one by one and put them on the wooden table.

Five, ten, fifteen

The more coins were placed, the more confused everyone became. When they saw the twentieth coin on the table, everyone stared.

Can this guy control twenty coins?

How is that possible!

You know, even if you don't move a whole twenty coins, you can't put them in your hand!

Everyone looked as like as two peas on the table. As long as anyone who had touched the battle armor, they knew that the twenty coins were exactly the same as the A of the keyboard in the twenty.

That area is the basic action command area of the mecha. Duan Tiandao put his left hand on the edge of the table, smiled, and his right hand flitted over the coin.

One by one, the coins arranged in order were moved by the tip of his index finger and middle finger, which were almost invisible. They rolled and flew like flying elves in the light.

Everyone was stunned by Duan Tiandao's skill. You know, even if you pick up the coins on the table with two fingers, it will sometimes be difficult, not to mention clicking on the edge with your fingers and throwing them away!

What a fast hand speed, what a precise technique? However, this is only the beginning!

A whole twenty coins flew into the air one after another. When the last coin was bounced up, the first one began to fall. Duan Tiandao's hand has been waiting below.

One, two, three

The coin fell between his fingers and began to roll with the movement of his fingers, from one finger to another. When the coin rolled between the thumb and index finger, Duan Tiandao flicked his thumb and the coin flew again.

Ten, eleven, twelve

The whole twenty coins, like two lines of soldiers, jumped between the fingers of Duan Tiandao's right hand as fast as a phantom, rolling in the air without disorder.

At this time, we don't need any hand speedometer or mecha. Anyone knows that Duan Tiandao's hand speed absolutely exceeds 70 movements per second!

The whole nightclub hall was silent for a moment. The waiter stopped walking, the singer stopped singing, and the band put down their guitar. Everyone looked at the flying silver elves foolishly.

Dizzy!

When Duan Tiandao stopped and let the coins jingle on the table, we still couldn't get back to God.

Chang'an, Qi Wei and others looked at Duan Tiandao in a daze. Looking at the calm Huang Xiaolei and the beautiful girl named Ye Wanqing around him, they suddenly looked at each other, and a terrible idea flashed in their mind.

As many people know, it is absolutely impossible for troops above the company level to appear in the central urban area.

As we all know, the Humvee brought back 21 horizontal mecha.

If these twenty-one mecha are arranged around the king's building

what the fuck! Who can break through?

A row of champagne colored luxury cars, escorted by four modified mecha, sped along the highway to ninth street.

The machine armor is the latest 12 generation thunder machine armor. Although it can't compare with the "rampant" of the fierce army, this prototype machine armor is still much more advanced than the 11 generation long knife.

Because in the urban area, except for the special forces, ordinary mecha are not allowed to carry weapons of mass attack. Therefore, these mecha have removed conspicuous shells. Missile launchers and retractable machine guns remain only in the hidden parts under the external armor.

Feng Duanshan leaned against the back of the carriage seat and looked thoughtfully at the tall buildings in the distance. What happened tonight was somewhat unexpected.

Although Qin ChuChu knew that Huang Shengtian would have fierce actions when he got the news in the afternoon, Feng Duanshan didn't expect that Fang Chutian killed Mou Qing!

That's the eldest son and grandson of the Mou family!

From this point of view alone, there is no possibility of cooperation between the two sides!

However, Qin ChuChu still needs to go to the devil's paradise by herself. She doesn't hesitate to have a conflict with the Mou family, but also wants to win Fang Chutian by herself. Is it because of the fierce army or her fear of the man?

No matter how scared he is, he is just a person.

A body of flesh and blood!

As long as they cut off the wings around them, he and Huang Xiaolei are just turtles in a jar!

It doesn't matter to win over negotiations.

His appearance is not so much a choice for Fang Chutian as for those families in the dark.

The real key is on the periphery.

Around the road, the king's building and the surrounding sniper points!

Mouqing and other families have begun to act, and Fang Fanfan and the family guard have also poured out. Maybe it's over before you reach the high-rise building in devil's paradise!

The motorcade crossed a viaduct and entered the urban highway.

Police cars roared to the ninth block. Many streets in the central urban area have been closed by all the police.

On the road, you can see machine armor and soldiers painted with the symbols of the national security force and the capital police force at any time.

In front of these mecha and soldiers, the champagne car and four thunder mecha seemed invisible, and no one even looked here.

The major forces are still competing.

Before winning or losing, their task is to maintain order.

"Beep, beep." The messenger rang. Feng Duanshan looked out of the window and opened his mobile phone. Fang extraordinary voice came from his ear: "I'm doing it!"

Feng Duanshan closed the phone silently and sighed gently.

Fang Fanfan is good at everything, but his work is too cruel and bloody. People who fall into his hands usually can't even tell their appearance. Tonight, there will be a river of blood!

At 10:20 p.m., it was the time when the nightlife on 10th Street gradually bloomed.

But on this moonlit and starry night. The life of Dancing Birds and singing lanterns and drinking wine and green is stirred to pieces by an invisible hand.

The people who went to Ninth Avenue were now stopped a few blocks away by roadblock police and armed national security personnel. No further steps are allowed.

The soldiers and mecha everywhere on the road exacerbated the tense atmosphere.

Some brave and unbelieving guys tried to leave the road and drill into the ninth block through the alley. However, without exception, they were either stopped by the police at the corner of the alley, or searched on the wall by a group of magic soldiers or explosion-proof police.

The noisy street gradually quieted down.

People are advised to leave their seats in a daze. They see police cars and mecha soldiers all over the street, and the same dazed flow of people and vehicles under several empty high-rise buildings. No matter how stupid people are, they also know that something big has happened.

All garrison bases, the Ministry of defense, the National Security Bureau and the military intelligence bureau are in a mess at the moment.

The gods fight and the people suffer. This sentence is very appropriate here.

Ordinary staff and soldiers who don't know the details are OK. When something big happens, they don't need to take any responsibility. They go wherever they should be sent, set up roadblocks when they should set up roadblocks, and dredge the crowd when they should dredge the crowd. They just need to do their own work well.

Anyway, after the war broke out, it was not once or twice that Shangjing was attacked by NATO latent agents and terrorists.

It is the senior officials of various defense agencies who are really anxious about this.

These usually high and mysterious garrison commanders, senior officials of the Defense Department, military intelligence directors of national security have become ants on the hot pot.

It is reasonable to say that all those who can reach the real power of the highest controller of such violent institutions are people who have seen big scenes. They have rushed through all kinds of storms and waves. They have seen a lot of life and death. They have been killed by people pointing guns at their heads or in a hail of bullets. It seems that a person lying at the gate of the devil's paradise, It doesn't seem like much to stand with dozens of people.

However, only they know how complicated the struggle behind the power struggle in China is.

No matter what decision is made, a careless person may become a victim of the families who control the highest power in the country.

The presidential palace is now silent, and the military headquarters is silent.

The old man of the military God doesn't seem to know that his granddaughter and Fang Chutian are chatting with a group of the most valuable young people in the country on the blue star screen on the top floor of the high-rise building in the center of the city.

I don't know around the king's building at the moment. How many guns, how many mecha.

The assassination of Ye Jingguo has marked the collapse of the world order.