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"God! That's... what is that thing?"

A bodyguard in black pointed at the massive black steel monster in front of him, shouting in alarm.

"Screech!!!"

A series of urgent braking sounds filled the air as the cars chasing after Fang Cheng all came to a halt.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

As more than a dozen black sedans stopped, the bodyguards in black quickly got out of the cars. Roughly estimated, there were several dozen people.

But the bodyguards who got out of the cars all looked at each other, dumbfounded by the scene before them.

"That's... what the hell is that thing!"

"My God!"

"Damn it!"

"..."

The crowd instantly erupted into chaos.

"Silence!!!"

A middle-aged bodyguard with a square face roared, stopping the crowd's discussion.

After all, they were well-trained elites. Under their superior's angry roar, they suppressed the fear in their hearts and raised their guns at the steel monster before them.

But their weapons, no matter how you looked at them, couldn't possibly cause any damage to the steel monster before them.

"Sir, what should we do?" A young bodyguard next to the middle-aged bodyguard asked with a nervous expression.

Inside the mecha cockpit, the clone bodyguard looked at the black-clothed men in front of him, who were neither attacking nor retreating, and asked, "Boss, what should we do?"

Fang Cheng sat in the black Rolls-Royce, looking at the nervous black-clothed bodyguards outside the car, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Tell them to get lost!"

"Warning: People on the other side, put down your weapons and disappear immediately within one minute! Warning again: Put down your weapons and disappear immediately within one minute!"

The clone bodyguard's warning sounded from the T-1 powered armor's loudspeaker.

The black-clothed bodyguards heard the warning, glanced at each other, and immediately felt a sense of retreat.

They were indeed well-trained elite soldiers, but they weren't fools. The black steel monster on the other side was clearly an unknown high-tech weapon. Charging up with only pistols was just courting death.

"Sir!" The young man looked anxiously at the middle-aged bodyguard.

"We retreat!"

After giving this order, the middle-aged black-clothed bodyguard very simply dropped the gun in his hand and led a group of people, at a speed even faster than when they came, and disappeared.

Seeing them go far away, the clone bodyguards came out of the mecha cockpit one after another, put the powered armor into the space suitcase, and drove towards the airport.

...

England, in another quiet manor. This manor had a bit more vitality compared to the Freemasons' meeting place.

Inside the manor, servants moved about from time to time, and the periphery of the manor was filled with guards, both overt and covert.

"What did you say?"

A young man with short blond hair questioned the butler in a tailcoat beside him.

The young man had handsome features, wearing a white shirt with a casual vest on top.

But at this time, his handsome face was already distorted, with an unbelievable expression on his face. His hands trembled constantly, and his mood was very complicated.

Chris's mood at the moment was really indescribable. His most respected, and also most hated, father was dead.

"Has the murderer been caught?" Chris turned around, with his back to the butler, his voice low.

"Young master, the murderer... the murderer ran away, but we have already sent people to chase after him."

"Find him, and bring him to see me," Chris suddenly turned around, grabbed the butler's shoulders, his eyes red, and gritted his teeth, "At any cost!"

He didn't even ask who the murderer was, because no matter who it was, Chris would make him pay the price in blood.

"Yes, young master!" The butler immediately lowered his head in response.

...

Inside the car.

"Is the flight route arranged?" Fang Cheng asked Yun Meng.

"Fang Cheng, it's already arranged."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng nodded. He was very confident in Yun Meng's abilities.

Half an hour later.

Fang Cheng's private plane was already flying on its way back to the Pasa Islands.

"Yun Meng, contact the Universe Trading Armed Forces and have them send people to meet us!"

Fang Cheng sat on the luxurious seat of the private plane and instructed Yun Meng.

"Is it that serious?" Zhang Yun, who was sitting next to him, frowned slightly, somewhat surprised.

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"Yes," Fang Cheng smiled and nodded, "I just got impulsive and stirred up a little trouble!"

Fang Cheng spread his hands helplessly.

When Zhang Yun saw the bloodstains on Fang Cheng's hands, she roughly knew how big the trouble Fang Cheng was talking about was.

Obviously, Fang Cheng had made a move at the Freemasons' meeting.

As Fang Cheng's woman, Zhang Yun still knew something about his strength. Not to mention anything else, the Universe Trading's Armed Forces Department was the department directly under Zhang Yun's jurisdiction.

The members of this department were not ordinary people. In other words, the members of the Universe Trading's Armed Forces Department were all supermen.

Zhang Yun was very clear about their strength. Zhang Yun didn't know how strong Fang Cheng was, but he was definitely not weaker than the clone soldiers of the Armed Forces Department by a single point.

Fang Cheng made a move at the Freemasons' meeting, the consequences...

Zhang Yun didn't dare to think about it anymore. Was Fang Cheng going to make an enemy of the whole world?

Zhang Yun's palms were sweating slightly with nervousness, and her throat was a little dry.

"Don't worry," Fang Cheng saw through Zhang Yun's thoughts and gently patted the back of her hand, "This time, we just offended the Rothschild family. The others won't come looking for trouble with us."

Speaking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes became sharp, "Besides, we are not made of clay now!"

When Zhang Yun heard Fang Cheng's confident words, and thought about Fang Cheng's power on the Pasa Islands, and even in the other world, her heart, which was hanging in the air, was slightly relieved.

...

The HMS Queen Elizabeth, is the British Royal Navy's newest aircraft carrier, using an integrated electric propulsion system, with a length of 280 meters and a displacement of 65,000 tonnes.

Coincidentally, the HMS Queen Elizabeth was carrying out a long-range mission in the South Pacific.

"Captain, the fleet headquarters just sent an order..." A communications soldier loudly read out the fleet order.

Captain Norway was the captain of the HMS Queen Elizabeth. After hearing the superior's order conveyed by the communications soldier, he frowned tightly.

"They want us to intercept a private plane? What's the reason?"

Norway frowned. This was not an ordinary combat order. Although it was a soldier's duty to obey orders, he, as a promising naval officer, did not want to end up as a pawn.

"Captain Norway, this is a secret document sent along with the fleet headquarters."

Captain Norway took the document and waved his hand.

The communications soldier saluted and left the captain's office.

Norway watched the communications soldier leave the office, opened the document in front of him and looked at it. The more he looked, the angrier he became.

"Bang!" Norway slammed the table hard, stood up and roared, "What do those damn capitalists think the Royal Navy is!"

Norway walked around the office several times in anger before his anger slowly subsided. He sighed and shouted, "Messenger!"

Ten minutes later.

Two F-35B fighter jets streaked across the sky and disappeared into the horizon...