I picked up a wife

The sound of a huge explosion scared jingriluo to death on the top floor, and he almost loosened his mouth. This kind of American grenade, whose safety ring has been pulled off, won't explode as long as it doesn't throw out. He won't explode even if he bites and shakes hands. If his hand can move now, he can still survive as long as he holds it with his hand instead of his teeth, and then throws it out.

But now his arms are as soft as noodles, and his legs are unconscious. He wants to go out and ask for help, but he has no choice but to arch on the ground like maggots, all the way to the huge French window.

This short distance, sweat has soaked his whole person, as if just fished out of the water.

He doesn't want to die. He has a strong desire to live.

He's trying to hold on.

Insist on the police to save him, he quietly lying in the French window, looking out, looking forward to the police can come quickly, he felt that he could not hold on.

I don't know how long later, the police finally arrived, a large number of police arrived, jingriluo was excited, the rescue soldiers finally came, he was finally saved.

More than ten policemen carefully felt into the messy hall and found that there was no enemy. They bravely contacted the police outside with walkie talkie. A moment later, dozens of policemen entered the hall.

At this time, there were dozens of neon national police in the hall, and then these police carried out a comprehensive cleaning on the first floor without any problem. Then a large number of police or special police entered the headquarters building of the electric group.

But just after these people entered the building, the accident suddenly happened.

Boom!!!

Boom, boom, boom!!!

After a violent explosion, there are dozens of explosions. In the blink of an eye, a layer becomes a sea of fire.

The police and SWAT officers who entered the first floor were dead in an instant.

There was a violent shaking in the building. Maybe the invading mercenaries didn't mean to blow up the whole building, so after the explosion, the building was safe and there was no problem with a weighing column.

But

But jingriluo on the top floor is in despair.

Although he was lucky that the grenade in his mouth didn't come off because of the explosion just now, he also knew that he was dead.

After the explosion on the first floor, the police will become more careful and wait for the bomb disposal unit to remove the bomb. Otherwise, they dare not come in at all. If they don't come in, how can he be rescued?

He can hold on for ten minutes, half an hour or even an hour, but can he hold on for several hours?

Obviously not.

The fastest time for the police to get to the top floor is a few hours.

Jingriluo is desperate.

He thought of what he had been before and why he had come here.

But he also achieved his wish, his ashes will be buried in the land of neon country.

He finally got what he wanted and became Japan (harmony) himself.

A sad smile appeared on his face.

Jingle!!!

The grenade fell to the ground and the firing pin fired the fuse.

Boom!!!

After an explosion, jingriluo, a member of Jingri group, was blasted into a pile of broken meat.

Because he was blown up in front of the French window, half of his body was blown up with countless broken glass, falling to the ground from the top floor of the dozens of storey electric group headquarters building.

Pop! WOW!

Jingriluo, a member of Jingri, fell to the ground in half of his body.

Miserable, really miserable!

However, if Wang Chen is here, he will cry out "good, good death". You will not die well in the end!

You have also achieved your wish. Neon people will throw your broken body and rotten meat into the crematorium and burn it, and then use it to fertilize it. Finally, you and your neon empire will become one and immortal. Well, I hope that one day neon kingdom will sink Haiti and be eaten by fish. What's the matter? Will NIMA eat fish in the future?

Put down jingriluo and don't talk about it here.

On the other side, dozens of mercenary squads converged outside the city, but the self defense forces also found them. When they arrived in the countryside outside the city, the terrain was open and there was no restriction, so the self defense forces quickly blocked these people.

But the victory lies in their powerful firepower and black technology, which soon drove back the first wave of SDF.

Thanks to this group of brainless Westerners, if there are several flower growers in this team, they will never do such a thing.

These people still want to join together. Don't they want to die?

Haven't you learned guerrilla warfare?

The enemy is strong and we are weak. We need to break up the whole into parts. Don't you understand?

Although the first wave of the self defense forces was repulsed, they were also entangled, and soon the second wave of the self defense forces came.

And put these people in a small town.

"What to do, chief?"

Someone asked the desert man.

The desert native man pondered for a while, looked back at the humble mercenary, who was also gloomy for a while, and then said: "please help, ask the people behind us for help!"

All the mercenaries in the room were silent and looked at the desert man.

The desert man listened to the gunfire outside, and nodded for a long time: "OK, then ask for help. I hope the help will come faster, or we will be miserable!"

……

The call for help soon reached the people at the back, who reported the matter to the above, so all over the world, at the same time, a large number of people began to gather in the conference room.

At this time, the news of the terrorist attack on the headquarters of neon electric group began to be reported in various countries.

When Morgan got the letter, he immediately issued a call order.

In an old manor on the outskirts of Peanut Stew, servants are nervous and busy. From time to time, vehicles arrive, and everyone who comes down from the vehicles has the power to change the color of the country.

In about five hours, we finally got together.

In the conference room full of the style of the civil war, the air pressure was terrible, and everyone's face was full of gloom.

This time, it's not only the old guy, but also the core of the middle-aged and young generation in the family.

There were a lot of people in the meeting room, but no one spoke.

Ding!

A crisp sound of the lighter opening the lid broke the silence.

People looked and found that it was Alexander Onassis. However, Onassis did not light a cigarette with a lighter, but played with it in his hand.

Seeing that all the people focused on themselves, Onassis said, "I want to ask, Mr. Morgan, is the news leaked?"

Old Morgan nodded with a gloomy face: "look, this situation should be leaked!"

Mr. Onassis added, "who do you think leaked the news?"

Without waiting for old Morgan to speak, old DuPont said: "now is not the time to find out who leaked the information. Now the problem is, how should we deal with the leakage of the information?"