The thirty-six-hour terrorist incident brought the whole city to a state of semi-paralysis. City leaders headed by Li Hao even held a press conference without stopping after the banking crisis was resolved to report the situation to the city's citizens.
In addition to heartbreakingly expressing their deep apologies to the families of the victims, the Baicheng authorities also expressed their high respect for the military members who sacrificed their lives gloriously in the anti-terrorism operation. Finally, they stated that they would investigate the matter strictly and never let go of the criminals who seriously harmed the stability of Baicheng.
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In the next few days, the media was bombarded with digging and reporting. The hospital where the injured military personnel were recovering was bustling with people. There was an endless stream of citizens and media vying to visit, and its popularity far surpassed that of the international first-tier celebrities.
After Li Hao and other city leaders fulfilled their responsibilities, they returned home anxiously waiting for instructions from their superiors.
This is not an ordinary terrorist incident, it is a terrorist attack that has attracted national attention. Li Hao can be sure that this incident will not only cause a major reshuffle of Baicheng's top management, but will at least kill chickens and scare other people.
Baicheng was caught up in a high-density discussion, and the atmosphere in a highly hidden villa was solemn and depressing.
The study room with closed windows and doors was filled with smoke. A brown-haired man in his thirties was sitting on the leather sofa, smoking a cigar and drinking the best red wine. He looked at the man behind the desk calmly.
He has never seen this man's true face. Every time he meets, he always wears a mask. Judging from the color and texture, this mask is most likely made of iron metal. So in the circle, people call him
He is the man in the iron mask. The brown-haired man arrived in Baicheng three days ago and has stayed in this villa. He has chatted with the man in the iron mask three times. Each time, he has gained a lot. And just in the early hours of this morning, he
Received a piece of news that was both happy and sad, even quite schadenfreude.
The four commanders are dead.
He died in the terrorist attack that shocked the country. However, according to reliable information, he did not die in a bank, but in a desolate street. He died of a heart injury.
"There was such a big commotion, but no one could tell who was who. And one life was lost in vain." The brown-haired man puffed out a puff of thick smoke and said slowly.
"Don't you always want him to die?"
The man facing the curtain suddenly spoke. His voice was hoarse, as if his throat was filled with gravel. It was also like the harsh sound of metal friction. It was unpleasant and extremely uncomfortable.
When the brown-haired man heard this, a subtle look flashed across his face, and he said slowly: "We are from the same sect after all. The fourth child has great abilities and has made many great contributions to the Divine Alliance."
"Until he dies, you will never be able to secure your seat." The man in the iron mask pointed straight to his heart and was not afraid to tear through his veil of hypocrisy.
The brown-haired man put down his cigar, sipped the red wine in his glass, and said slowly: "The League of Gods has been established for more than 20 years. It has been divided and civil strife continues. Unification is my dream."
"Hypocritical stuff."
Creak.
The man in the iron mask patted the chair lightly with his black-gloved left hand and turned around. On the ferocious iron face, only a pair of dark but vicious eyes could be seen.
The viciousness is not directed at the brown-haired man. It seems to be innate in him and difficult to eradicate.
The brown-haired man was startled. There was a trace of anger deep in his eyes, but he hid it well and said with a smile: "What should we do next? The client is dead. The heir has not shown up."
"It's not difficult to find." The man in the iron mask said hoarsely. "Start with the woman who replaces the successor. If you find her, you can find the successor."
The brown-haired man nodded and said, "I'm just afraid that she will disappear out of thin air."
"The successor is in Baicheng." The Iron Masked Man said hoarsely. "Then she should be the guardian arranged by Xia Wushuang. As long as the successor is still there, she will not leave."
The third commander nodded slightly and added: "According to the intelligence, the third commander died in the hands of a young man."
"I know." The Iron Mask's face was expressionless. His Iron Mask could not express any expression.
"Try to start with him too?" the third commander said hesitantly. "We should be able to find some clues."
Snap!
A cup was thrown at the third commander.
The third commander escaped in time, and the tea cup crashed against the wall, leaving a pool of tea juice.
"Are you crazy!?"
The third commander was extremely angry and stood up suddenly and shouted.
Wow!
The door opened, and four young men with stern faces rushed into the study, staring at the Man in the Iron Mask. As soon as the third commander gave the order, they rushed forward and killed the Man in the Iron Mask.
The man in iron mask slowly stood up, pushed away his chair, and walked towards the third commander step by step.
Every time he took a step, the sound of iron hoops hitting the ground would be heard in the study. And the way the man in the iron mask walked was far less flexible than normal people. It was stiff and full of contradictions.
He came to the third commander, his eyes under the iron face were cold and biting. It was as if he was rubbing the iron with the edge of a knife, and he growled: "He is mine! No one can touch him!"
Bang!
Pushing the third commander to the chair, he leaned over and said hoarsely: "Answer me. Do you hear me!?"
The third commander's face turned ugly, he bit his lip and said, "I understand."
He cannot offend the man in the iron mask.
It's not possible now, and there may not be a chance in the future.
As one of the core figures who overthrew the Xia Dynasty, the Iron Mask's status in the Shenhui may be barely equal to that of the three commanders. But in terms of power - he is far from being able to compete.
At least, in future development, he still needs the support of this powerful member of the current elite group.
The man in the iron mask got a positive answer, straightened his body, and glanced at the incoming Divine League subordinates with vicious eyes. He raised his right arm, and a black shadow suddenly appeared. Then, the four people cut their necks like grass. Four explosions exploded.
A group of enchanting blood flowers.
When the fourth commander saw this, he was extremely angry. However, his face showed no dissatisfaction. He just pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.
The black shadow appeared and disappeared quickly, taking four corpses with it.
The man in iron mask slowly sat back in his chair and said: "Xia Wushuang will come to Baicheng in the near future. Within three days, all the masters of the Southern Divine Punishment Group will be summoned in the name of the Divine Alliance to be on standby."
"Coming to Baicheng?" The third commander asked cautiously with a stern look on his face. "Get a list?"
"Well -" Under the iron mask, those dark eyes were full of anger.
"Understood." The third commander said solemnly. "I will contact the Divine Punishment Team tonight to obtain command authority."
He didn't mind that the Iron Mask man looked down upon the execution ability of the Divine Alliance. In fact, if this Wushuang lady came to Baicheng to get the list, only the Divine Punishment Team would be able to successfully intercept it.
Dao Wuying and Jian Wushuang are the joking names given by the Shenhui to the crazy pair of masters and apprentices. As Dao Wuying's master, Miss Wushuang's evil sword was so stunning that she never met an opponent. At that time, the number one figure in the elite group, Chairman Xia, passed away.
Nearly a hundred strong men from the League of Gods surrounded and suppressed this stunning woman who struck like lightning. All of them were killed or injured overnight. If the Divine Punishment Group hadn't immediately dispatched the nine groups known as the Death Group to assist, this incomparable lady would have been extremely likely to be in a state of grief and indignation.
He went on a killing spree and killed all those who were related to Chairman Xia's death.
The man in the iron mask said hoarsely, "Killing her will be a great achievement."
The third commander pursed his lips slightly, shook his head and said: "It's too difficult to kill her."
"What if there is help from the Seven Killing Group?" The Iron Masked Man spoke, and a majestic momentum rushed towards him.
The Seven-Kill Team. A super team as famous as the Death Team. One of the most powerful departments of the God's Punishment Team. It can be called an iron-blooded organization. The attendance rate is not high, but the success rate is 100%. Compared with the Death Team, there are fewer people than the Death Team.
There are only seven people in the Seven Kill Team. They are sure to kill with every move. They once shocked people with their skills by hunting down a head of state with a very difficult level.
The third commander's eyes lit up and he said: "If there is assistance from the Seven Killing Group, there is an 80% chance of winning this operation."
In addition to being excited, the three commanders were greatly amazed by the influence of the Iron Mask Man. He could actually recruit the most difficult seven-kill group of the God's Punishment Group.
"Go. The situation has been laid, just waiting for her to come in." The man in the iron mask gently closed his eyes.
When the third commander heard this, he stood up and pushed the door open and walked out.
The study fell into a deathly silence. I don’t know how long it took, but the man in the iron mask opened his thin lips slightly and murmured: "Chu He, we will meet soon -"
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Chu He's life is as ordinary as ever. At least on the surface.
After the terrorist attack, this absolute core, which has never been made public, has not been exposed. It is impossible for the military to announce the members of the Divine Corps, especially since this honorary instructor is a very high-level confidential figure. And the police will not easily reveal his details.
.After all, both Qiu Tian and Li Hao are very interested in this young man who has no bottom and will not easily cause trouble for him.
That night when sending Huo'er home, Little Loli offered to keep the matter a secret before Chu He could speak. Chu He was speechless, but nodded and said that he would not leak the secret. In fact, from Chu He's perspective, this
After all, things can't be kept secret forever. In fact, it won't take long for this beautiful school beauty who was kept in the dark to know everything.
Divine Alliance, Divine Association, Successor, Xia Dynasty - what kind of life will Xia He face in the future?
