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Chapter 4579: The reason for drinking

In Shao's alley, the doors and windows of every household were closed, and not even a cricket could be seen in the alley and streets, which were usually not very lively.

The scarlet blood smeared on the mottled stone pavement in the alley...

In the tangled alleys, there were puddles of fresh blood, but no one was in sight.

Niu Dazhuang was sitting in a black business car outside Shaojia Hutong, holding a cigarette in his hand and looking at a large car screen in the car.

It looks like an ordinary commercial vehicle on the outside, but inside it is an operational headquarters.

The screen was divided into nine grids, and the pictures inside were changing back and forth. In this picture, brothers from the Special Operations Division kept appearing. These brothers were disguised or simply hiding in the dark. When the people from the Killer Alliance on the outside appeared, they would

He will kill him decisively with thunder.

The Special Operations Department was also damaged, but compared to everyone in the Killer League who was unexpectedly hit, at least not one of them has lost his life so far.

The people in the World Killer Alliance are very confused. Many people are unwilling to close their eyes until they die. It’s not that they can’t accept death. They can come out with knives to kill people, and they have long been prepared to have their heads shattered by bullets. (1

zero)

What makes them unwilling and even angry is that the World Killer Alliance didn't say that they have 10,000 pairs of eyes on this territory and can invade China's surveillance system at will. They said that the layout here is foolproof and they are just waiting to kill people.

But what happens in the end?

Yes, the heads were indeed collected, but the heads related to the person named Lin were not received, but their own heads were beaten into rotten watermelons.

Who would be willing to leave this matter alone?

Plath stood quietly, looking out through a huge bulletproof glass wall, stepping in the black kerosene, hitting his grinning eight fingers and dragon face.

Arrogant, hateful, and cut into pieces, he wanted to tear off the heads of these two bastards immediately, and then burn them clean with all the power of the black kerosene.

Underground organizations all over the world were watching the live broadcast, but he really couldn't hold it any longer.

"Why is there still no movement?" Plath asked his subordinates with a gloomy face.

"Lord Plath, it seems..." the subordinate said. (Zero One)

"What happened again?"

"Sir, look..."

The subordinates no longer knew how to explain it, so they simply turned the computer screen around. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with the image displayed on the screen. The clean alleys and streets occasionally had a few cluttered corners, and the afternoon sun shone brightly on them.

The stone streets mottled by time have a simple light.

Inappropriate, absolutely inappropriate!

The street was too quiet, there was not a trace of movement, but the smell of blood was clearly wafting in the air.

Plath personally sat in front of the computer and started typing on the keyboard in front of the computer screen.

Bang!

A heavy punch hit the keyboard of the laptop. This laptop was not a million-level laptop. When Plath punched it down, sparks suddenly appeared.

"Lord Plath, let's... let's leave quickly." The men were careful.

"Where to go?"

Plath gritted his teeth and glanced at the cameras around him. These cameras were broadcasting live around the world, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at him. "If we leave now, won't we let everyone see our joke?"

"Sir, we can cut off the Internet and turn off these cameras." The subordinates lowered their voices and kept observing the changes in the expression on Plath's face while speaking.

"if……"

Plath gritted his teeth and said: "If I can cut off these devices, why should I smash the computer?"

The subordinates were horrified: "Mr. Plath, are you saying that someone is plotting against us?"

Plath said: "There is someone, it must be that bastard Jack!"

The subordinate's heart skipped a beat, "Sir, it's no longer important to save face at this time. Let's leave quickly. If we are late, it will be too late."

"grown ups!"

The men's faces were full of anxiety, "There is a saying in China that if you leave a green mountain, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. Only if we escape today can we possibly regain our face."

Plath stood there, with unwillingness and anger on his face, and his whole person seemed to be petrified on the spot. Fang Ai stopped persuading him and dragged him away.

"Hey, don't leave!"

"You idiot, just stay here and light a fire for us!"

"Ci'ao, you're such a coward. You're still making noises just these two times. Who gave you the courage?"

Eight Fingers and Long Daxiang shouted to Plath that it was undeniable that they had been rescued and no longer had to be buried in this dark kerosene.

The two of them were in a good mood since they didn't have to be burned to death. However, seeing Plath and his men escaping, they felt unwilling to do so and wanted to catch the two of them.

Plath and his men quickly disappeared from sight. The two people left the living room in the front yard and pressed a switch in front of a rockery in the backyard. As soon as the switch was pressed, a door opened behind the rockery.

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Plath and his men quickly walked in, and just as they were about to close the door, they suddenly heard someone from behind shouting: "Mr. Plath, wait for me, wait for me..."

Shao Kangfu limped over. His body was stained with blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed, as if he had just climbed out of a pile of dead people.

"close the door!"

Plath ordered, and his men immediately pressed the button to close the door and it was locked from the inside.

Shao Kangfu stood in front of the rockery. The embarrassed and panic expression on his face was gone. Instead, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, "MD, you Western bastards, I will be killed by you!"

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and sent a text message to an unknown number.

This strange number belonged to none other than Lin Kun.

Niu Dazhuang personally led the brothers from the Special Operations Division to dismantle the iron fence of the Shao family yard. If there was not a puddle of black kerosene on the ground that was like a swamp, this work would certainly not be difficult, but he was worried that there would be accidental sparks.

It took a lot of effort to ignite this piece of black kerosene.

Squeak...

The iron fence was finally opened, and the brothers from the Special Operations Division began to clean up the black kerosene inside. Eight Fingers and Long Daxiang strode out. Both of them were stained with black kerosene up to their ankles.

Eight-fingered Niu Da Zhuang said: "Oh, Da Zhuang, you came at the right time. How come the Prime Minister and I didn't hear that you will come here with your people."

Niu Dazhuang said: "If I hadn't rushed over, you two would have been cooked long ago."

Long Daxiang smiled and said: "That's not good. You can buy two kilograms of Laobaigan and eat us as a barbecue. Our meat is fat but not greasy."

Niu Dazhuang laughed and said: "Don't tell me, I have to ask Kunzi to roast a whole lamb later. Let's get some jars of good wine and let's have a good drink."

Eight Fingers said: "You can't drink wine casually. I used to be open-minded, but since I married a tigress at home, I can't drink wine casually. It's okay to drink if you want, either for a legitimate reason or..."

"Kneeling on the washboard?" Niu Dazhuang said with a smile.

"Dazhuang, you are not honest, you see through some things but don't tell them." Eight Fingers said.

"Isn't that the reason?"

Niu Dazhuang said with a smile: "The reason for this drink is really not difficult. You two survived the disaster, so you should celebrate it, right? We killed twenty-eight foreign lackeys today, so we should celebrate it, right? Bullshit World Killer Alliance,

The World Hacker Federation, they are all going to be furious right now, and they need to celebrate even more!"

"Besides, for a long time, the World Killer Alliance has not been too bad. Those bastards from the World Hacker Alliance have always wanted to invade China's national security system. This time we also let them understand clearly what it means to be inviolable!" (

To be continued)


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