Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh return journey
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His face immediately froze. He remembered that there were only eight high-level government officials who came to the meeting. Where was the super master who came to assassinate him? His eyes kept searching around, but he didn't see it.
Damn it.
The aggrievedness in his eyes became even more intense. Who actually escaped? Immediately afterwards, his heart was shocked to the extreme. He passed through the layers of blockades and sneaked into the underground ward. Not only did he calmly kill these executives,
, actually left amidst the thousands of troops who came after hearing the news and completely blocked the entire scene?
Who is the opponent? In such a battle, he estimated that even the world's number one killer would not have a chance to succeed. He was dumbfounded, but a name suddenly appeared in his mind, and then his eyes immediately revealed
He looked frightened.
The God of Death, must be the God of Death. Only the God of Death can kill so many people silently and still leave. His fists clenched suddenly. Is he really the God of Death from China? Damn it.
However, the news must not get out, otherwise it will have a huge impact on the morale of the military. The top officials of the country were almost wiped out, but the murderer still slipped away under their noses. If this gets out, their faces will really look bad.
It's going to be lost.
boom.
There was another huge explosion outside.
The lieutenant general came to his senses immediately, frowned, and strode outside with his men, "What's going on?"
Deng Deng.
"The report is that a remote-controlled bomb was planted under the minister's body." A guard looked pale and his voice was shaking. "It is very powerful. It is a specially made bomb. Our people suffered heavy losses."