Chapter 959: It Seems, Thunder Strikes (Page 1/1)

Fire?

If it's on fire, it's on fire, and if it's extinguished, it's fine!" Ababucar's men said this to the phone while slandering.

However, there was no response on the other end of the phone, except for various exclamations and noises.

Just by phone, Ababukar and his men had no idea that this sudden fire, which erupted simultaneously from every corner, swept through the entire stronghold within a few minutes.

To make matters worse, because of the raging fire, it attracted the attention of the police. At this moment, in addition to five or six fire trucks, more than a dozen police cars are coming towards this side. In the warehouse, there are still hundreds of "goods" waiting for the transaction or the transaction has not yet been sent. There are also a large number of information resources, dozens of subordinate contact points, and hundreds of people, all of which will be unable to operate because of the disappearance of this stronghold.

losses, will exceed 500 billion.

Twenty minutes later, 500 billion yuan in Song Qian's scattered wealth account arrived.

Ababukar, on the other hand, had a dark face and listened to his subordinates tremblingly report about the sudden fire in Supermarket No. 1.

Subsequently, the second message was sent to the website by Song Qian.

"I'm now willing to pay 10 billion euros for No. 107, please reply immediately, if you refuse or don't respond, supermarket No. 3 in Eastern Europe will also have an accident in ten minutes. ”

Seeing this pop-up message, Ababkar exclaimed, "No!

At the same time, he began to struggle.

On the one hand, I don't believe that Song Qian really has such a great ability, saying that if something happens to his stronghold worth 500 billion, something will happen, on the other hand, the sudden raging fire in the No. 1 supermarket, and the mysterious annihilation of the whole army, make people have to believe it.

After all kinds of entanglement, time passed.

Here, Song Qian didn't even wait for five minutes this time, and directly used the "Golden Absorbing Stone" to absorb Ababukar's 500 billion funds, aiming directly at the No. 3 supermarket in Eastern Europe.

[Warning: Using the "Golden Absorbing Stone" to absorb too much wealth at one time will cause uncontrollable events, will it continue?]

Again, the message popped up.

continued to be ignored by Song Qian.

Subsequently, the "Absorber" began to work.

Boko Haram's Supermarket 3, located beneath a large coal mine that is being mined, is supposed to be the most secluded of the large strongholds.

However, this most hidden stronghold suddenly suffered a mine collapse accident, just ten minutes after Song Qian sent that message.

This time, the speed of online news was faster than the speed at which Ababukar received the news, a large coal mine suddenly collapsed, and nearly 100 miners were not buried, which directly alarmed the United Nations, and neighboring countries participated in the rescue.

And Ababukar knew that, according to the fact that not a single phone call was made at this time, the number of people buried under it would be more than five hundred!

His supermarket No. 3 was also ruined!

Suddenly, he started to be afraid to see the information on the website, and he was afraid that something would pop up again.

But the more scared you are, the more it happens.

"10 billion euros, in half an hour to send the number 107 to the main desk of the EDITION, every fifteen minutes, a supermarket will disappear. Now start the clock!"

Half an hour?

Ababkar wanted to cry. Cao Ning is currently in Moscow, and he has to fly to New York for more than ten hours. At this rate, wouldn't he have to lose fifty or sixty strongholds?

So I quickly replied: "12 hours, 12 hours to deliver!"

Although Song Qian's English is not good, he can still understand the basics, so in twelve hours, he understood. Taking a step back: "3 hours." ”

"Ten hours! Ten hours is the limit, it can't be faster!" replied Ababkar.

Song Qian couldn't understand the word "limit" and understood "ten hours", but he didn't want to bargain anymore, and knew that the "risky chess" he used had worked. All he needs to do now is wait.

Of course, in three hours, he will wipe out the black market of Ababukar's population one by one, and do what he says.

Because during this time, Song Qian searched for some information about this on the Internet, and only then did he know that the so-called "hell on earth" was real. Every year, millions of people disappear and enter the huge underground population black market to trade, and since then, their lives have gone to hell, and the only ending is to die after being tortured.

Therefore, at least these dozens of points that Wang Ke has already found out, Song Qian is determined to get rid of them. It is just the reason to borrow this time.

At the same time, Ababkar did not dare to wait, because for every 15 minutes wasted, he lost a stronghold, and each stronghold, to say the least, was hundreds of billions.

However, three hours later, Ababukar's stronghold really began to have non-stop accidents, almost ten minutes and ten minutes, so that Ababukar wanted to ask for help from the United Nations.

Now, he's the biggest victim, a guy who doesn't know if it's a god or a devil, cursing his assets and disappearing at a rate of trillions per hour.

He wants to cry and call for the police uncle to help!

Of course, he also kept shouting to Song Qian on the Internet, asking his subordinates to be merciful. Fortunately, it seems that these aerial shouts have played a little role, and the speed of the stronghold has slowed down.

By about ten hours, there had been nearly an hour without bad news.

And Cao Ning also arrived in New York by special plane, and he could arrive at Song Qian's hotel in less than half an hour.

Finally, Song Qian's mobile phone rang, and Cao Ning's confused voice came from the phone: "Where are you?"

"Where are you?!" Song Qian hurriedly asked.

Cao Ning looked around: "I'm on the plane, why aren't you there?"

After speaking, Cao Ning felt that something was wrong again: "It doesn't seem to be the plane before." And this phone is not my ......"

"Where am I?", "Why am I here?", "Where's my phone?", "Where's my boyfriend?"

However, on this plane, whether it was the captain in charge of piloting or the other crew members, they were all confused in the face of various questions from Cao Ning, who had just "woken up".

They just took the money for the charter flight and were responsible for transporting the lady to New York and then to the main desk of the EDITION Hotel, as fast as possible. Nothing else, nothing is known.

Therefore, Cao Ning could not answer any questions from Song Qian on the phone.

However, knowing the current situation, Song Qian originally had some hanging hearts, but he completely let go.

People are always able to hold on when they are highly nervous, but once they relax, all kinds of discomfort hit, and Song Qian felt that the whole person was not good.

Could this be the "consequence" of the so-called overuse of "goldenstones"?

Maybe, after all, there is a limit to what kind of immortal energy of the immortals, not to mention that he is not in the immortal class, but he is an agent, and it is already very good to be able to do this.

Get up and get ready to go to the bathroom to wash your face.

When he stood up, he instantly felt that the sky was dark, and he lost consciousness, and before he lost consciousness, Song Qian heard a roar, which seemed to ...... It's thunder, right......

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