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356. The Little Killing God Comes 21

【69 Book Bar-WWW.69 SHAME】 Parker's face was cold and squatted down and picked up a big stone. At this moment, he looked at Roger below with a telescope in the air and glared, "Grass. I caught a big fish. The Pope

There are dozens of archbishops. Haha. I'll give you a big gift." After Roger said that, he directly pressed the remote control in his hand and pressed it quickly for more than a dozen buttons.

Parker's face changed when he was about to shoot the helicopter with the stone in his hand. "Fak. Run quickly." Unfortunately, his words were too late. Just the moment he turned around and strung out.

"Boom..." More than a dozen loud noises rang out almost at the same time. A huge mushroom cloud suddenly burst out from the entire conference hall. The strong hurricane scattered everywhere. It was almost three points stronger than a level 18 storm. It was closest to the conference hall.

The dozens of archbishops were all blown away by the sudden burst of force without exception. Most of the archbishops were already scattered in the air and their heads flew out of their necks and exploded.

In an instant, in just a moment, the headquarters of the church's thousand acres was turned into ruins. Especially the 100-meter-long surrounding the conference hall in the middle was trapped in more than ten meters underground. Only some patrol members who were on the periphery of the church were lucky.

Escaped.

However, they were all frightened. They looked at the scene in front of them in a daze. Some even wiped their eyes hard. After a long time, "Damn. The church headquarters was blown up..." a church member said tremblingly.

"How could this happen? No, no, your Majesty, Archbishop..." Some crazy believers crawled over and shouted sadly.

A pile of ruins was smoking. At this time, the ground suddenly exploded. A embarrassed figure emerged from the ground. The man was covered in blood. The clothes... can no longer be called clothes, and there were only a few pieces of cloth left.

Blood was coming out from time to time from time to time. "Cough cough. Bastard. Damn it. Damn it." This embarrassed figure was the sky-level biochemical warrior Pope Parker. Parker looked up to the sky and cried sadly. "Puff" a mouthful of blood spurted out and then tilted him.

The head fell down.

"Your Majesty. No." Several church members who rushed over recognized it at a glance. When they saw Parker falling down, they burst into tears and rushed over and hugged Parker who was dizzy. A thousand meters in a circle.

It became a ruin. The entire fog shook for a while, especially near the church headquarters. Some police and military soldiers were stunned when they looked at the rising mushroom cloud.

Far away outside the glorious palace hall in the city center, the queen of Y country Elizabeth IX, Fra's old face was shocked, "Is that the direction of the church headquarters?"

A white man around the queen, about fifty years old, looked cold and said, "No. It seems that something happened at the church headquarters." This person is Peter Kai, the second heavenly biochemical warrior in the Y country.

Just when the Queen and the Dukes were surprised, the intelligence officer Count Dracula hurried over, "Her Majesty the Queen, it's not good. The church headquarters. The church headquarters are gone..."

"What did you say?" Peter Kay grabbed Dracula's collar and yelled: "You say it again."

Anger, incomparable anger, heartache, heartache. Peter Kai, as the number two person in the church, devotes much effort to the church. How could Peter Kai not be angry when he heard this message? At this moment, his eyes were red like an angry bull.

Dracula, who was caught by him, turned pale in an instant and had difficulty breathing. "Cough cough cough..." Seeing him, the queen Fra frowned, "Peterkai. Let go of Count Dracula. Let him do this.

How do you speak?"

The Queen's voice was majestic and irrefutable. Peter Cay's heart trembled. He felt that he had lost his composure and immediately let go of Dracula. "Earl of Dracula. Please tell me what's going on?"

Dracula looked at the queen resentfully and saw the queen signaling him to say it. Take a deep breath and Dracula shouted: "Three minutes ago, a military helicopter was hanging a truck to the church headquarters. Then it will be thrown away.

It was blown into ruins. It was estimated that the truck was loaded with at least a few thousand kilograms of bombs. The entire church was leveled. Fifty archbishops and two thousand members of the church were killed. Five hundred people were seriously injured and slightly injured. His Majesty the Pope was seriously injured and fainted.



"Puff" Just as Dracula said, Peterkai spewed out blood. "no---" a cry of sorrow was endless. Even the Dukes and Ministers were deeply moved when they heard it. The fog was responsible.

Admiral Bassen, who were stationed in the army, immediately turned pale. Military helicopters dropped bombs? It's over. The army is under his control. Now there is such a big problem. Bassen can't shirk responsibility.

Sure enough, Queen Fra looked at Basson with sharp eyes, "Admiral Basson. Please give me an explanation."

Hearing such a cold voice, Basson immediately stepped forward and said respectfully: "Her Majesty, please give me five minutes. Please go and find out the situation immediately."

Fola nodded. "Catch the helicopter immediately. If there is any resistance, kill it. If necessary, it is allowed to use heavy weapons." Fola is worthy of being the queen. He is decisive and hesitant.

"Yes. Her Majesty the Queen." Basson quickly retreated, resisting the cold sweat from not wiping his forehead. Then he started calling...

After Roger and Eliza blew up the church headquarters, the entire helicopter was almost overturned by a scattered hurricane. Fortunately, Eliza's driving skills were good. She swayed and flew out of a kilometer range and stabilized the helicopter.

Looking at the miserable appearance of the church headquarters, Roger clapped and smiled, "Haha. What a damn foreign devil. I'm satisfied now. I dare to go to our country to be arrogant. I'll send you to the West."

Eliza chuckled and said, "Hehe. Brother Jie is going crazy now. The pope, dozens of archbishops and other members, at least half of the main force have been destroyed. Those people should go crazy later.

Catch us."

"Hahaha. Come on. Try to come. Let me see how many people there are enough for me to kill." Roger smiled bloodthirstyly.

Just before the two left the city, dozens of helicopters that were staying in Wudu slowly took off. Even dozens of helicopters and fighters at the 100th Division station flew together. Roger and Eliza sat on their way.

A angry voice came from the communicator above the helicopter, "I am Admiral Bassen. Now I order all fighter helicopters in the army to be dispatched to intercept a D517 Nightingale helicopter. If there is resistance, the fire will be allowed to be killed."

Roger chuckled and gave a look. Eliza licked her lips and picked up the walkie-talkie. "Ahem. I am Admiral Basson. Now I order the entire army to dispatch the vicious terrorists in the Venus Hotel. Helicopter fighter planes

Bomb the hotel directly. It's over."

Eliza's voice was exactly the same as the voice of the Admiral Bassen just now. The temporary commander in the mist said that the correspondent, Admiral Bassen and a group of senior executives inside were stunned and looked at Bassen in confusion.


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