In the private room, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely cold.
Tang Ming flicked his fingers, and pieces of communication jade were suspended in his waist. He had distributed these communication jade to each team of Dragon Thorn members, including the three god-level warriors Pojun Tanlang Zhuque.
"Report, the Dragon Thorn Assault Team 1 has locked onto the 'Blood Rose' and is waiting for instructions!"
"Kill quickly, leaving no one behind."
"receive!"
"Report, Greedy Wolf has locked onto the traces of the magician 'Gord Mankiw'. In addition to him, there are eight Southeast Asian ascetics waiting for instructions!"
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind."
"..." Tang Ming sat on the sofa, his tone extremely cold and stern.
Once traces of enemy aggressors are discovered, a kill order is immediately issued.
Kill decisively.
No sloppiness.
"Pojun, go to the southwest to intercept and kill the Japanese ninjas, and at the same time detect the traces of strong people overseas. Kill them if you can. You don't have to hold back. If there are many strong people, let me know."
Tang Ming lowered his eyes to look at a piece of communication jade and gave orders.
Not long after, a deep voice came from this piece of communication jade: "An order has been issued to break the army."
In the box.
Tranquility was restored again.
Tang Ming lay on the sofa again, and the moment he looked at the beautiful figure outside the window with cold eyes, he became tender again.
This is his most beloved woman.
Due to many regrets in his previous life, he missed Su Yurou. Naturally, he will not allow any unexpected situation to happen in this life. God will kill God if he blocks it, and Buddha will be killed if he blocks Buddha.
"Buzz--" A mighty wave of divine soul rippled out.
He wrapped up the entire concert inside and outside, and explored all unexpected situations without leaving any trace. Suddenly, his brows suddenly raised slightly, and a murderous intention emerged between his eyebrows.
In silence.
Tang Ming completely disappeared on the spot.
...The concert is in full swing.
The audience inside and outside the venue were intoxicated both physically and mentally, listening intently to Su Yurou's singing.
This concert, in addition to being divided into an outfield and an infield, also has VIP boxes. These boxes are located on the second floor of the infield, in a wraparound shape, and are in the best viewing position.
Those who can own such VIP boxes are all super chaebols and conglomerates. For example, the state reserve of a major oil country spent huge sums of money to book five consecutive boxes for royal family members to watch.
at the same time.
There is a private room near the left corner, but the atmosphere inside is slightly cold.
On the luxurious carpet, five or six African Americans wearing luxurious clothes were lying. These people were originally the owners of this box, but at this moment, they were knocked unconscious one by one.
In the box, ten men wearing black suits and decorated with bodyguards were assembling weapons.
"Boss, I will probably be wanted after this incident. I won't even be able to go back to South Africa. After all, the consequences of betraying the Jacob family are quite serious."
A man wearing a suit with standard earplugs in his ears said with a wry smile.
The boss in his mouth had jet black skin, but his pupils shone with golden light, like twin pupils, and his aura was extremely cold.
If anyone in the black market saw him, they would be shocked.
Because this black man is the extremely famous 'executioner' Buman in the black market, and he comes from the Black Moon God Sect! The Black Moon God Sect is a church believed by an ancient tribe in South Africa. It is said that the members of this church have all been blessed by the Black Moon God.
Blessing, possessing magical abilities, specializes in being active in the world's black market, killing all heretics who endanger the interests of the Black Moon Cult.
"Don't worry, after this matter is over, I will recommend you to join the Black Moon God Sect. The great Black Moon God will give you the most powerful blessing."
Buman sneered: "As for the so-called Jacob family, they are just ants who made their fortune by stealing gold mines, so there is nothing to worry about."
The man in the suit looked ecstatic when he heard this.
He was originally the guard leader of the Jacob family. This time the team leader came to protect the direct lineage of the family. However, the people of the Jacob family did not know that this man had been bribed by the Black Moon God Cult, and all his guards were killed.
Kill the package.
"How much longer?"
Buman lowered his eyes and looked at his subordinates.
"five minutes."
A subordinate responded: "China's customs inspections are too strict, and many parts can only be completely disassembled."
As he spoke, he accelerated the assembly of weapons in his hands.
this.
It is a completely black sniper rifle, but many parts have been dismantled, especially the barrel. It is not an ordinary firearm barrel, because it cannot enter China at all. It is all made of special carbon fiber material. The barrel
, there are also some inscriptions engraved on it.
An inscription unique to the Black Moon Cult.
Only with these things can the specially-made barrel be able to withstand the explosive force erupted at the moment when the firearm is fired.
"speed."
Buman licked his tongue and said solemnly: "This mission will not only get you a huge reward, but it will also make our Black Moon God Sect completely famous in the black market."
"I heard that the group of people from Blood Rose and Desert Blood God are also preparing to assassinate Su Yurou. Haha, these stupid guys actually chose to attack by force. Do you really think that China is a vegetarian?"
While talking.
Buman came to the leather sofa, kicked away the unconscious wealthy businessman, and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, leisurely tasting the wine.
The man in the suit from before asked cautiously: "Boss, I have always heard that Chinese warriors are very powerful and are known as a forbidden place for mercenaries and killers. How should we retreat after we complete our mission?"
"Forbidden place?"
Buman lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, and sneered: "There are no taboo places in this world. If others can't do it, it doesn't mean we can't do it."
"Take this operation as an example. Who knew that we would be lurking in the VIP seats?"
Buman leaned back on the sofa, feeling very happy: "Bernie, you have made a great contribution this time."
Bernie.
It was the defected bodyguard.
"Hey, the boss has a great plan."
Bernie said with a flattering smile on his face: "In my opinion, after this mission is completed, the boss will become the backbone of the Black Moon Cult."
Buman nodded slightly, with a smile on his lips, and took another sip of high-strength wine: "Don't worry, you will also benefit after I advance."
"And when we retreat later, we will also take away the direct descendants of the Jacob family. After all, they are also the leaders of the gold group, and they can also obtain a large amount of funds."
"In Chinese terms, this is called killing two birds with one stone."
"It just so happens that those idiots like Blood Rose and Desert Blood God can help us share some of the pressure. I have left a secret passage in Laos, and I will retreat here when the time comes..." Buman said softly.
It seemed that it was the excitement that the mission was about to be completed, and it seemed that the alcohol in the wine in his hand was too charming, and he felt that his mind was slightly psychedelic.
The box also seemed particularly peaceful.
"Bernie, why don't you speak?"
Buman asked without looking back.
But there was no expected sound coming from behind.
For some reason, Buman felt as if the speed of his blood flow had stagnated. This feeling was just like when he met a group of male lions alone on the African savanna and felt a cool breeze blowing from his back.
But at that time, he killed the lions alone.
But now... it's not good! The golden light in Buman's pupils suddenly trembled, and he flew forward without thinking. Before he even landed, several rays of cold light burst out from his hands.
Boom! Buman tiptoed and instantly landed in the corner of the box, leaning against the wall and looking forward.
Look at this.
It was like falling into an ice cave.
There were a total of nine people under his command, and they were all killed without a sound! The death pattern was exactly the same.
There was a blood hole between everyone's eyebrows, and blood was gurgling!