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Chapter 643 Killing Plan

At this moment, Chen Jiao and others were unable to resist, so they could only stand quietly. After Chen Jiao and others' suspicion and waiting for a while, they were violently taken onto the plane.

"Dragon King, what are you going to do?" Chen Jiao and others were confused on the plane.

"Just change to a new environment." The Dragon King said with a smile.

"Change another environment?" Chen Jiao and others looked at each other, and when all their eyes looked at the Dragon King: "Where are you going to take us?"

"District." The Dragon King spit out two words.

Country d?

Chen Jiao and others were completely confused. They really didn't understand why the Dragon King transferred them away.

Could it be that someone has come to save us?

Suddenly, Chen Jiao and others' eyes lit up.

Looking at Chen Jiao and others whose eyes suddenly shine, the Dragon King shook his head and chuckled: "Haha, don't expect anyone to save you. Your ending is already destined."

After saying that, the Dragon King stopped looking at Chen Jiao and others. He looked at the faraway sky indifferently and said to Xiaofeng, the personal bodyguard, "Let's go."

Xiaofeng nodded. Then the plane rushed straight into the sky and disappeared into the night sky.

When the Dragon King's plane rushed into the sky, several helicopters with the words FBI sprayed across the night sky above a street in the city, and then slowly landed on the street under the eyes of many policemen on the ground.

Before the helicopter could stop, more than a dozen men in suits with serious faces jumped down.

"Who is Morton?" One of the middle-aged men in a suit glanced at the police and asked coldly.

"Sir, I'm Morton." A 1.9-meter-old white man stood up from the many policemen.

He was the deputy captain of the Tiger Police Force under Stanton. After Stanton died, he was maintaining order.

"Is it your phone call just now?" The man in the suit glanced at Morton.

"Yes, sir!" Morton said in a deep voice.

"Where is Statham's body?" the man in the suit asked again.

"Sir, the boss's body is there!" Morton said, pointing to the deformed police car.

The man in the suit glanced at the police car, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he waved his hand at the dozen men in the suit behind him, then stepped towards the broken police car.

Before he got close to the police car, a strong smell of blood rushed over to his nose, causing the brows of the dozen men in suit to frown in an instant.

"Boss, look, that should be Statham." A middle-aged man in a suit pointed to the man who died in the police car with his eyes open and covered in blood.

"Go and take a look." The man in charge waved his right hand and walked over.

When they saw the terrible Stanthan in the car, the dozen or so men couldn't help but take a breath.

I saw Statham lying on the seat of the car in a tragic posture, his whole body covered with blood. What was terrible was that the chest was already covered with blood, the entire chest cavity was almost broken, the ribs were broken, and the internal organs inside the chest turned into blood and flowed directly into the car.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man finally understood why there was such a strong smell of blood. He never expected Statham to die so miserably.

After looking at Statham's body again, the middle-aged man ordered in a deep voice: "Come on, carry out Statham's body."

"Yes. Boss." Several men in suits walked up, then opened the cracked car door and carried out Stanton's body.

"Corps officer." After Stantham's body was moved out, the middle-aged man looked at a man beside him.

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the man rushed forward and started an autopsy.

A few minutes later, the man stood up with a serious face. Then he came to the middle-aged man with the test report he had just written and said in a deep voice: "Boss, the autopsy result has come out."

"Say." The middle-aged man spitted out a word, his tone full of coldness and arrogance.

The man who was postponed the autopsy took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Boss, Stantham's ribs were broken, and his internal organs were broken and he died!"

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly, and he spit out two words again: "Reason."

"Stanson was hit twice and kicked!" the coroner said again.

Two punches and one kick?

The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, and his always cold eyes were instantly filled with a strong sense of horror.

The deceased is Stantham, who is known as a wild beast in the police force in M ​​Country. He was beaten to death with two punches and one kick?

How is this possible?

The middle-aged man instantly became suspicious of the coroner's results.

"Are you sure?" The middle-aged man's tone was full of solemnity.

"Boss, I'm sure." The coroner said in a deep voice.

"Sir, he is right." As soon as the coroner finished speaking, Morton, the subordinate of the deceased, Stanton, rang out.

The man suddenly turned around and saw Morton walking over with a laptop.

"Sir, this is a surveillance video of our boss being killed." Morton said.

The middle-aged man grabbed the laptop and then his eyes froze on the video.

In the surveillance video, a Chinese man attacked Statham directly under numerous guns like a wild beast.

Statham had no time to react and instantly flew towards the police car behind. However, Statham's body had not touched the body of the car, and the Chinese man attacked and killed him again, kicking Statham into the car with one kick, and could no longer get up.

After a while, the middle-aged man said: "This person's danger has reached five stars!"

"What? Five Stars?" As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the people around him were instantly shocked. It seemed as if he had heard something terrifying.

The next moment, one by one, looked directly on Stantham.

Statham, who is known as the strong police force in the country M, has only reached the level of four stars. I thought that the person who killed Statham was at most close to the level of five stars, and it was impossible to reach the level of five stars. But I thought that he had reached the level of five stars terrifying?

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes! This god of death had already been in chaos in our country m three years ago. At that time, his danger coefficient was only barely four stars. Moreover, he was arrested by people in the police circle, so we didn't care. Unexpectedly, he escaped strangely and now appears in our country m again... This time, he can't escape!"

As he spoke, his eyes burst into a terrifying light

In M country, FBI will divide the levels according to the enemy's danger level and are divided into one to five stars.

People with the one-star danger index generally refer to those murderers and gangsters.

People with two-star danger index are usually those with black clubs and ordinary special forces.

People with the Samsung Danger Index are super special forces and professional killers walking in the dark night.

People with the four-star danger index are top-notch existences like Statham, which are as dazzling as the sun.

The five-star level is already an existence that is enough to threaten national security. FBI has two ways to deal with this kind of enemy: one is to kill directly, and the other is to force him to surrender to M country, becoming a killing weapon for M country and conquer M country.

FBI determines that Liu Mang is a five-star enemy. Then Liu Mang has only two fates: one is to be strongly killed by all M, and the other is to be violently suppressed and surrender to the country of M.

Between the two words, Liu Mang's fate seemed to have been given by the middle-aged man.

Listening to the murderous words of the middle-aged man, the men around him did not feel excited or excited, but instead felt inexplicably depressed and worried.

Because in the past, they would have paid an extremely heavy price to kill an existence that reached a five-star risk factor.

What price will it cost this time?

Thinking of this, a man in a suit next to the middle-aged man's face became heavy: "Boss, this God of Death is a killer walking in the dark night. If you want to kill him or even capture him alive, is it probably not a small matter?"
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