The plane Tang Feng took this time didn't look like anything special. After all, this civilian private plane was not as eye-catching as his previous special plane.
Just like the Chen family's travels in the past, the two planes crossed half of the continent and crossed lakes. After nearly a whole day, they finally approached the European airspace.
"In fifteen minutes, we will enter European territory. Everyone must raise their spirits!" Tang Feng suddenly shouted into the intercom.
Although the people from Changtianmen were on another plane, in order to facilitate communication, everyone this time was equipped with a wireless communication headset.
"It's the boss!" Zhan Kuang and others responded immediately. After a long journey, everyone on the plane undoubtedly felt mentally tired.
Tang Feng frowned and originally wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.
Mao Shiba, who was sitting next to him, saw the strange look on his face and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong, Mr. Tang? You seem a little uneasy?"
Tang Feng pondered for a moment, but then expressed his thoughts: "I don't know why, but the closer the plane gets to Europe, the more I feel inexplicably uneasy."
Mao Shiba's brows were also tightly knitted. In fact, at their current level, although they were still far from being able to predict the future, some potential would be developed after the meridians in the body were opened.
Therefore, when it comes to certain things, especially when encountering dangerous situations, there will be an inexplicable premonition.
This feeling comes very inexplicably, and the specific cause cannot be traced, but it makes the whole person feel like there are one or two ants crawling in his heart, and he always feels that something is wrong.
Mao Shiba thought for a while and said: "Now we are almost close, no matter what, we still have to be careful."
Tang Feng just nodded slightly, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
However, at this moment, on a slightly higher flat area in Atina, the third largest city in Europe, a missile force with no identification number was quietly assembled.
Perhaps because this was a private call, they had already hidden the number. The leader was a high-ranking general with short hair and blue eyes who looked majestic.
Next to this senior general, Xueyi, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Blood Cross, stood impressively.
The epaulettes on the shoulders of the senior general have been removed, and his rank cannot be seen. However, from the aura revealed throughout his body, it is not difficult to see that his status in the European army is not low.
The general raised his head and stared at the sky, and after looking at it for a long time, he said: "Xue Yi, are you really sure that the Chinese Dragon Thorn is taking that flight to come to our European country this time?"
Xueyi also raised his head and stared, grinning and sneered: "It's absolutely true, LeBron, you should know that our Blood Cross intelligence has never made any mistakes."
The general named Leblanc frowned and said: "I'm just worried that our move will cause an international sensation and affect diplomatic public opinion?"
Lord Xueyi suddenly said in a deep voice: "You don't have to worry about this. According to my information, the man named Tang was taking a special plane of a big family in the Chinese imperial capital. Their route and time were not strictly followed.
According to our country’s regulations, in other words, they are illegal immigrants to a certain extent!”
LeBron suddenly sneered: "Since it is an unconventional flight route time, then it is no problem. Even if I shoot it down, even if everyone on the plane is killed, I will not be responsible at that time."
Xueyi laughed loudly and said: "So the only thing you need to worry about now is whether your subordinates can accurately shoot down those two planes!"
LeBron immediately waved his hand and said proudly: "You don't need to worry about this. It's just two civilian aircraft. Even with China's combat power, I have this confidence."
Xue Yiyi said: "Then there will be no problem at all."
At this moment, on a cliff about one kilometer away from this blocked flat, two men in black robes stood.
The two men were dressed in black robes that rustled in the cold wind. If you look closely, you can see a blood-red ferocious bat embroidered on the collars of their chests.
These two people were none other than Blood Thirteen, the holy envoy of the so-called Blood God Alliance in Europe, and the black-robed envoy who had also followed him.
Blood Thirteen stood on a steep rock, not looking at the sky, but at the sea in front of him, and suddenly asked: "Master Steve, do you think the Chinese Dragon Thorn can evade us this time?
A specially planned high-altitude strike?"
Black-robed messenger Steve said: "It's impossible to escape. If the Chinese Dragon Thorn hadn't known about it in advance and shot it from the plane, he would never have been able to escape. Not to mention that he was only in the pulse-opening realm now.
Even if you are in the realm of the Cult Master who has a clear mind, or in the realm of the Martial Lord who has condensed his true energy, in that situation, there is absolutely no chance of survival!"
Blood Thirteen sneered: "So, the Chinese Dragon Thorn is definitely dead this time?"
Steve gritted his teeth and said, "He will definitely die?"
Blood Thirteen suddenly shook his head and sighed: "My opinion is different from yours."
Steve turned back to look at him and asked, "Why do you think that the Holy Envoy still thinks that this kid can escape this disaster?"
Blood Thirteen did not answer his words, but looked at the sea and said leisurely: "Cannonball bombardment, plane explosion, under the King Wu realm, there is absolutely no possibility of escaping and surviving."
At this point, his tone suddenly changed, and then he sighed: "But I don't know why, but I always have a hunch in my heart that this Dragon Thorn boy will not die so easily."
The black-robed messenger Steve suddenly laughed and said: "It seems that you are worrying too much, Holy Messenger. I know that you hate him deeply and wish to kill him with your own hands, but this Chinese Dragon Thorn boy,
He is not a simple person either. We can kill him quickly and avoid a lot of trouble."
Blood Thirteen was noncommittal, his pale golden eyes still looked at the sea in front of him, and he said to himself: "Of course, if this Dragon Thorn boy dies like this, then it means that he will not even be my opponent.
Not even qualified!"
At this moment, the black-robed messenger's eyes suddenly froze, he quickly raised his head to look at the sky, and shouted in a deep voice: "They are coming!"
At the same time, the unnumbered unit one kilometer away also moved. The forts turned around and all faced the sky. Only the two planes from China entered their strike range.
LeBron's face darkened, and he suddenly grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Everyone listen to my command and prepare for launch!"
At this moment, Tang Feng's eyebrows suddenly beat sharply, and even the dragon claw at his heart began to tremble.
