8One hundred and seventy-four super bombs, a thousand armies are ready to fight. I am not a member of the Gunslingers Association, so I got involved here inexplicably. You can imagine the annoyance in my heart.
"Mr. Sun, in this situation, what do you need me to prove? Japanese bullets are no different from European and American bullets. They can easily shoot the flesh and blood of normal people into honeycombs. Do you want to try?
Try?" The big man is protected like a copper wall and an iron wall.
Guan Erye went to the meeting alone, and when he finally escaped, he took the opponent's coach hostage. Now, without the hostage, I would like to see how Sun Long can escape smoothly.
Sun Long sneered, turned away the submachine gun closest to his body, and nodded to Xiaohe.
Xiaohe took out a square piece of white paper from his pocket, unfolded it gently, and raised his hands above his head.
"You can take a look at this and I believe you won't act rashly!" Sun Long raised his chin and sneered arrogantly.
This is a simple map of Japan, drawn by hand, clearly marking the territory of Japan and the eleven most important large cities. However, there are many small crosses marked with a thin black pen on the entire map, and the larger the scale, the larger the scale.
The bigger the city, the more crosses there are around it.
The sun was shining brightly and the sight line was good. I believe that the Japanese people standing nearby, including the important people, could see clearly.
"This is a map. Anyone with a little military knowledge knows what the crosses represent. I still want to explain again, those are TNT high-potency super bombs. Tokyo, Osaka, Yokohama, Kobe...all are
There are such bombs buried under the cosmopolitan cities that the Japanese call their country's pride. I give them to you as a New Year's gift for 2006, so please accept them."
Sun Long's words struck the ground, and the air suddenly froze. All the surrounding armed men made no move, and even held their breath quietly. It seemed that they were not facing three unarmed Chinese, but a large number of people who could attack at any time.
Detonated super bomb.
Cold sweat broke out on my back again. This was Sun Long's trump card, but it was too vicious.
"Pah, pah, pah -" the big man applauded softly.
"Thank you Mr. Sun for your New Year's gift. Chinese people always say, 'it is indecent to come back without reciprocating'. I will also prepare a huge return gift and send it to Mr. Sun's hometown in Shandong another day." Everything mentioned here about "gifts"
"" words can only mean bombs and devastating blows.
The birthplace of the Shenqianghui is in Shandong, and all the foundations of the Sun family are also at the foot of Mount Tai in central Shandong.
"Don't bother. If your airborne radio signal blockade is not lifted within 24 hours, the death squads of the Gunslingers Association will detonate these bombs. Think of the Battle of Hiroshima. All the houses, fertile fields, and waters were destroyed in one day. It's infinite.
I am not an American. I only know how to intimidate with force. Besides, I don’t need to use the power of nuclear strikes against a small Pacific country like Japan. In twenty-four hours, my life can be exchanged for
Japan’s entire destruction, I wonder if this business is worthwhile?”
Sun Long stretched out his hand, and Xiaohe immediately handed over a black phone. He looked at the LCD screen of the phone, frowned and sneered: "Did you hear what I said? I hope to see the communication signal immediately."
The terrorists of ** only committed suicide attacks and crashed into the Twin Towers in the United States, but Sun Long's plan was much crazier than **, and he actually wanted to launch an action to destroy a country. The explosion effect of these bombs,
Even if it is not as good as his "Japan Sinking" plan, the actual harm caused is equivalent to directly sending Japan into a barbaric era of nothing and slash-and-burn farming.
Xiao He raised her feet and moved forward, and the gunmen involuntarily retreated to both sides, as if she was holding a bomb in her hand.
The big man looked solemnly as he took the map and held it carefully in his hand.
"I rarely joke, especially about such a big event." Sun Long did not look up at the big shot's expression, but just stared at the screen of his mobile phone.
"One hundred and seventy-four bombs, please check them." Xiaohe bent down and bowed, then slowly stepped back.
The wind blew by, and the map in the big man's hand was blown several times. When he looked up again, his face was as serious as an ancient copper engraving.
"You never cherish your life? After you die, all the fame and prosperity will come to nothing. More than ten years later, no one will remember who Sun Long is. Why risk your life to fight against us Japanese?" He wanted to smile,
But the corners of his mouth moved and he only made an ugly grimace.
"My life? Counting from the Ming and Qing dynasties, no less than ten thousand people in the Sun family died at the hands of Japanese pirates; from the day the Sharpshooter Association was established, brothers in the association together with their families died at the hands of the Japanese during World War II.
More than 140,000 people - As for how many Chinese people died in the Japanese invasion, the United Nations has detailed statistics. My life is not important at all. I die here today. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, the sharp gun will
A new and more courageous leader will emerge to push this battle forward until——"
He waved his left hand to the south, pointing at the large territory of the Japanese archipelago, and then slashed downwards with his palm, making a "one-hit kill" gesture.
The tragic history of World War II has become an illusory history on paper for many young people. It was the first time I heard Sun Long speak so impassionedly, and my perception of him gradually changed: "Can he have such majestic power?"
Would a powerful master of martial arts have the kind of selfish thoughts that can be detected with a scalpel?"
"One hundred and seventy-four bombs. I suspect that Mr. Sun is just making false threats. Haha, our customs and security department has been using the TBT detection system from the United States since ten years ago. Terrorists simply cannot bring in a large amount of explosives.
Unless it is an extreme suicide attack like Al Qaeda, otherwise..." The big shot began to refute, but it was obvious that he lacked confidence.
He is the ruler of the royal family, not a professional anti-terrorist force commander, so naturally he is not Sun Long's opponent in the professional field.
"Well, you order the radio signal interference to be removed, and I will do a small experiment for you to see." Sun Long threw the phone in his hand high and caught it again casually.
I have simply become an outsider, but I know that once a bombing occurs, only innocent people will be implicated and harmed, and tens of thousands of civilians will become victims of the struggle between the two powers. At this moment, both sides can only withdraw.
One step is the key to solving the problem. I gradually understood that Sun Long went to the meeting alone this time in order to demonstrate to the big shots as a guarantee for the "*** claim" case.
When a master does something, his true intentions are only the tip of the iceberg and will never be guessed by ordinary people.
At noon in Hokkaido where the sun was shining, there was only a silent silence in Fengkakuji Temple. Hundreds of gunmen could kill Sun Long and Xiao He in a second, but they were unable to defuse 174 bomb belts.
The heavy haze came.
"Test? Okay, let me see the firepower of the Gunslingers Club -" The big man made a gesture, and the sweaty eagle sword flashed out in response.
"Tell peripheral personnel that everything has returned to normal and remain alert at all times." The big shot gave two brief instructions.
Yingdao took a few steps back, took out the flare gun, and fired a shot into the sky. A green flare shot out, jumped to an altitude of more than thirty meters, exploded, and scattered into dozens of emerald green flowers.
The little flower slowly falls.
Sun Long glanced at the phone screen again and smiled slightly: "Well, your work efficiency is not bad, and there is already a communication signal." He quickly dialed a number and loudly ordered: "In five minutes, blow up the Guixin Expressway.
Double track on the right side of No. 9 Bridge. If there are no other operational arrangements, the detonation plan will be fully launched in eleven hours."
The Kishin Expressway is the only way from Sapporo to Mokuwanzhoushan, and the No. 9 Bridge is two one-way highway bridges.
The big shot laughed: "What? Blow up there? Do you know that this time our warning card to cut off Muwanzhoushan's contact with the outside world is located at the No. 9 bridgehead, and at least 60 people are guarding the scene -" Then
Instructs Ying Dao: "Tell the people blocking the No. 9 Bridge to quickly search for all suspicious vehicles and check the places where explosives may be hidden under the bridge. Make sure that the No. 9 Bridge is safe and sound."
I interjected in a low voice: "Mr. Sun, can you postpone the action and let everyone calm down and talk? Why do you need to drag some innocent people to take the blame when the masters are competing?"
The Japanese still underestimated the strength of the Sharpshooter Association. Sun Longming knew that No. 9 Bridge was closely guarded by Japanese police, so he chose this location as the test area. The purpose of the demonstration was clear at a glance.
Sun Long shook his head and politely rejected me: "This is a matter for the Sharpshooter Club. If we cannot gain a foothold in Hokkaido, I will take all my brothers out of Japan. Therefore, I must make them bow their heads and surrender."
Five minutes will pass quickly. Maybe neither side cares about the value of a bridge or the life or death of sixty people, but I don't want to be sandwiched between them anymore.
Four minutes later, Yingdao's phone rang. After answering the call, he quickly ran over and reported to the big shot: "Everything is normal on the No. 9 Bridge. From yesterday to now, the defense personnel have checked it four times and found nothing. Please don't worry.
"
I couldn't help but roar loudly: "Such a search report is useless. We must search all the locations related to the No. 9 Bridge, including the double line on the left, including long-range weapon strikes..." If Sun Long said "experiment"
It would be too stupid to just treat it as a bomb attack, and I don't believe that Sun Long can tell his plan in detail and let the Japanese take more precautions.
The ancients said that war never tires of deceit. If all hand-to-hand combat with real swords and guns is done recklessly, then what is the difference between humans and animals?
"Yes, Feng is right, but the time is up now, and you have no time to rearrange the arrangement - five-six, five-seven, five-eight, five-nine, sixty, let's get started!" Following Sun Long's timing, the wooden bowl
Directly south of Zhoushan, there was a sudden loud "rumbling" sound. We all felt the vibration while standing on the solid mountain, which showed how powerful the explosion was.
There were more than a dozen explosions in succession, in different locations.
The big man's face suddenly changed, and he yelled angrily: "Check it quickly, what's going on? What's going on?"
Yingdao's report is really depressing: "The No. 9 Bridge is safe and sound, the No. 8 Bridge, and the double track on the right side of the No. 7 Bridge were all blown up. The military and police are currently diverting traffic, blocking the scene of the incident, and waiting for reinforcements to arrive. Fortunately, there is no one
Death, only a dozen people were slightly injured, and the situation has been brought under control."
The big man let out a long breath, crumpled the map into a ball in his palm, and smashed it to the ground.
"This experiment was very successful. Do you want to try it again?" Sun Long raised the phone and seemed to have the fate of the big cities marked on the map in his own hands.
The big man's face had turned livid, he waved his hands in annoyance, and shouted angrily: "Get out of here, get out of here!"
The gunmen dispersed quickly, and there was only one person left around him. The ambushers on the roof also disappeared. This was a very failed encirclement military operation.
"Mr. Sun, you win. I wonder what the price will be for you to hand over the detailed diagram of hiding the bomb?" The big man took out a gray handkerchief and wiped the shiny beads of sweat on his forehead. If these eleven cities were bombed
, will be the most indelible nightmare for the Japanese in the 21st century, and the fatal destruction to the Yamato nation will be a hundred times that of the atomic bomb incidents in Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
Sun Long handed the phone to Xiaohe and softened his tone: "I don't want anything. I just ask for equal dialogue with the Japanese government to resolve the '*** claim' case. I hope you can urge the High Court to draw up a draft as soon as possible."
The trial date will be set and a fair and reasonable trial result will be given. I have said long ago that money is not important. What the Chinese people want is justice and fairness."
The arrogance and arrogance of the big man disappeared, and he nodded repeatedly: "I will take care of this matter as soon as possible, but I'll excuse you for now."
He gave me one last deep look, turned around and walked out of the patio, his steps even staggering. Looking from the back, he looked at least ten years older.
I think after this incident, he can at least understand one thing, that is, "It is impossible for the Gunslingers Association to be like a pure underworld organization like the Yamaguchi-gumi, allowing the white power to arrest and kill. It can be expected that it will become the most powerful organization of the Japanese government."
The main enemy."
There were only three of us left in the empty patio.
Watching the big man's figure disappear behind the Moon Cave Gate, Sun Long sneered proudly: "The Chinese will no longer be at the mercy of others like they were during World War II. Things are changing, and the Japanese should pay the price for their previous arrogance."
I always feel that the look a big shot makes before he leaves is meaningful.
Xiaohe looked at his watch and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Sun, can you go back? All the brothers in the club at Xunfuyuan Villa must be worried about your safety."
Sun Long patted his sleeves, as if to disperse the dust and bad luck brought by this battle, and pointed in the direction of the temple gate: "Okay, let's go!"
He went to the meeting alone and ended up with Sun Long's complete victory. Although he did not have Guan Erye's Rouge Red Rabbit Horse and Qinglong Yanyue Sword, he had all the advantages in the battle and calmly made the big man surrender helplessly.
We walked out of the patio side by side, walked around the corridor, and walked towards the temple gate. The snipers on both sides of the road were well hidden and no longer dared to be exposed without fear.
"Feng, I understand your potential, and I believe you can find the 'Wrath of the Sun God'. Promise me, even if you don't hand it over to the Gunslingers Association, you can't give it to someone casually, just like how you dealt with the 'Wrath of the Sun God' in Egypt.
The same as the Eye of God. Although it is a gem that has lost its divine light, how do people on earth know that it will not regain its light? Or does it still possess huge mysterious power after losing its light? Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty.
', Take care of yourself and call me anytime if you have any questions."
When he reached the pond of the "Well of Psychics", Sun Long stopped and stared into the water.
Those words can be said to be a warning from a senior in the world to his younger generation. We are more than ten years apart in age, but he has been in the world ten times as long as I have.
"I know that the tycoon will soon send someone to pick up Miss Guan, so I will go back to Fuyuan." If nothing else happens, the tycoon's people will arrive before dusk. When I think of this, my heart immediately burns with fire.
Uncomfortable.
The rippling water in the pool reflected Sun Long's smug face. Being able to confront and successfully humiliate the big shot in charge of the Japanese royal family, and then walk away surrounded by nearly a thousand people, invisibly enhanced the reputation of the magic gun club in the minds of the Japanese.
Its status in the country has reached a level where it can be on equal footing with the government.
After winning a great victory, he was inevitably a little careless, so when four old monks in gray robes came out like ghosts, he did not react immediately.
The four old monks all covered their faces with gray cloths, revealing only their shining eyes. The long knives in their hands were shining brightly, and they attacked Sun Long silently.
"Master Shenbi, stop! Stop!" From the changes in their footwork, I could tell at a glance that they were Master Shenbei, Elephant, Lion and Tiger, the only remaining eminent monks of the generation in Fengge Temple.
four.
Behind Sun Long is a bottomless pool with nowhere to retreat.