readx; In the presidential office building, dense bullets flew past Yang Yifeng and the three of them, and behind them, countless soldiers and agents fell horizontally. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The entire presidential building has been controlled by the rebels in Somtu, and in dealing with these rebels, Yang Yifeng and the three of them did not show mercy to their subordinates, and shot through their heads one by one with the stolen weapons.

"Damn, there are too many people, we can't kill them." The three of them shot a shuttle of bullets again, and were suppressed by a dense burst of bullets behind a door, Zijiao looked at the two and said.

"In this case, the president may have been killed by the time we hit the top floor. When will Hei Jiao, Shufia and reinforcements from the Ministry of Defense arrive? Yang Yifeng looked at Hei Jiao and asked.

"Monaco has the biggest mutiny in history, General Somtu's men have taken control of much of the country, and Mrs. Shufia has also been attacked, but an elite NSA agent arrived to save her, and they are coming here with emergency forces, but it will take at least ten minutes." Heijiao, who had just spoken on the phone with Mrs. Shufia, smiled bitterly.

"I hope there is no worse news than this, a Charlie is enough of a headache, and now there is an army mutiny, this trip to Monaco is really exciting." Yang Yifeng shook his head with a smile.

"Honey, you cover me, I'll open the elevator, where do we go up to the top floor." Zijiao pointed to the elevator diagonally opposite and looked at the two of them.

Yang Yifeng nodded, according to the current situation, there are at least more than a hundred rebels in the entire building, guarding all floors, and it would be a waste of time for the three of them to keep fighting up.

After changing the magazine, Hei Jiao and Yang Yifeng shot wildly at the rebels in front of them, taking this opportunity, Zijiao flew up and shot at the elevator door with the help of force on the wall, and shot several outcropping rebels in the air, and then landed with one foot, and the heel of the other foot was on the elevator door switch.

After the elevator door opened, Yang Yifeng and Hei Jiao retreated here while shooting, and the three of them entered the elevator.

True qi condensed, Yang Yifeng opened the escape hatch of the roof with one palm, and the three of them jumped out of the elevator.

The fast-rising elevator took the three of them all the way up, and suddenly stopped when it was only more than 30 meters away from the top floor, and then the elevator descended rapidly downward.

The three of them glanced at each other, sprang out, and grabbed a spare wire cable.

"It seems that we can only climb to the top floor, you go up first, and I will break last." Glancing at the two women, Yang Yifeng nodded and smiled.

"Hehe, Heijiao, fortunately we didn't wear skirts, otherwise Chunguang would have been peeped at by my dear." Zijiao teased with a smile.

Yang Yifeng had a black line in his head, thinking that he still needed to peep? Hook your fingers and you'll have to strip naked. glared at Zijiao, patted the woman's upturned buttocks and scolded with a smile: "Hurry up, it's important to save people." ”

"Oh, dear, a little harder, it's so comfortable." Zijiao smiled charmingly, her red lips opened slightly, and she moaned with the expression of the wind.

Hei Jiao's cold face blushed, shook her head, nodded at Yang Yifeng, and crawled up flexibly.

Throwing a wink at Yang Yifeng, Zijiao ate and smiled, her body was flexible like a snake, and she quickly caught up with Heijiao in front, and the two girls whispered something while climbing.

The three of them arrived at the elevator entrance on the top floor, Yang Yifeng whispered a few words to the two women, and the two women left after the two women, and he waited for a moment, and the punch that condensed the strength of the eighth floor was aimed at the elevator door and blasted over.

There was a loud bang, and he blasted a large hole in the steel elevator door.

In a dense burst of bullet fire, Yang Yifeng hid to the side and waited quietly for a while, and suddenly screams rang out, and soon quieted down. Yang Yifeng drilled out of the broken hole. I saw two pretty women standing at the end of the corridor, stepping on a deformed ventilation shield at their feet.

Smiling at the two women, the three of them gathered together and came to the outside of the president's office.

At this time, in the president's office, Paul and several bodyguards raised their guns at the door with nervous faces, while Charlie and the president were held to the head by Somtu and hid behind their desks.

"Damn it. What the hell is going on? What's going on with these damn Orientals? Somtu roared angrily.

"It's your incompetence, you don't know what kind of opponent you're up against." Charlie was spilling blood from the corners of his mouth, rolled his eyes at Somtu and sneered.

"Bastard, I'll kill you first if you make any more noise." Somtu smashed the butt of his rifle on Charlie's face again, scolding fiercely.

"Hahaha - I'm going to die anyway, and it's the same as being killed by someone outside. It's just a pleasure to see you bastards in a desperate situation before you die. Earl Charles laughed.

"Somtu, this is your last chance, let us go, I will not publicize your treason, after you die, I will treat your children well." President Keswin spoke.

Somtu's eyes flashed with a crazy gleam, his face was cloudy and he looked at the two of them, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he aimed his gun at the head of Count Charles and pulled the trigger.

With a snap, Earl Charlie's head was completely shattered, blood splattered, and Kesven's face suddenly became blood-red, and he couldn't help but scream.

There was a deathly silence in the office, and the faces of Paul and all the bodyguards changed, and it was crazy that Somtu was still killing people in this situation.

And Kesven's body trembled involuntarily, although he was the president of a country, he was just a powerless literati, and he didn't see many deaths with his own eyes, like this kind of head exploded at a distance of less than a meter in front of his eyes, this kind of visual impact was enough to make him afraid.

"Mr. President, now you should listen to me, immediately inform the people outside, get me a helicopter, it's better not to play any tricks, otherwise Count Charlie will be your example." Somtu grabbed Kesven with a hideous face and said loudly.

Yang Yifeng and the three people in the corridor changed color after hearing the gunshot, they didn't know the situation in the room, but they could imagine that the president's safety was threatened.

"What to do? How do we get in? Hei Jiao asked in a deep voice.

"The old way, I get their attention, you find the ventilation duct and climb in to save people." Yang Yifeng said with a solemn expression.

The two women also knew that the situation was urgent, nodded and went their separate ways.

Yang Yifeng took a deep breath, flew up and kicked open the door, and quickly hid aside.

Bullets whizzed out of the room and hit the opposite wall, splashing sparks and dust.

"Listen, if you don't want to die, it's better to stop shooting now, I'm here to negotiate with you on behalf of Mrs. Shufia, and say what you want." Yang Yifeng stood behind the wall and shouted loudly inside.

"It's him, that Oriental." Paul's face changed and he exclaimed.

"Bastard, now that the president is in my hands, obediently throw the gun on the ground and walk in with his head in his hands." Somtu shouted in a deep voice.

Yang Yifeng obediently threw the two pistols at the door so that the people in the room could see them, and then put his hands on his head and walked to the door with a smile on his face.

"Search him." Paul commanded a bodyguard, who held a gun, cautiously walked towards Yang Yifeng, groped up and down on him for a moment, and nodded at Paul.

"Damn, I didn't expect my plan to be ruined by an Oriental Yankee, tell me your identity." Somtu asked coldly, still pointing his gun at President Kesven.

Yang Yifeng glanced at Paul and the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood on the ground, frowned, and chuckled: "This is indeed an accident, I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing." It can only be said that you are too unlucky. ”

"Hmph, do you still have what it takes to change everything in front of you? Even if all the people below me are dead, I still have the president in my hands, and I can kill you with one shot right now. Somtu's eyes were cold, and the muzzle of the gun was raised and aimed at Yang Yifeng.

"Hehe, before shooting, you'd better keep yourself a bullet, Your Excellency, look at your back." Yang Yifeng smiled faintly.

Somtu was slightly stunned, subconsciously turned around and looked back, and Paul and the others also turned their heads in confusion.

At this moment, Yang Yifeng's body flashed ghostly, and the next moment, he had already arrived in front of a bodyguard, raised his hand and slapped the opponent's wrist with a palm, the pistol flew out, and then kicked the bodyguard towards Paul.

And he jumped forward and fell, and the moment he landed, he caught the falling pistol, snapped, and shot seven times in a row, and the other seven bodyguards were all shot in the forehead by him.

Rolling around, Yang Yifeng flew up and kicked the marble coffee table, blocking the bullets flying from Paul and the leader of the traitor agents.

Seeing Yang Yifeng hiding behind the sofa, Paul and the man glanced at each other, and the two walked forward cautiously one left and one right.

Somtu pulled the president in front of him with a solemn expression, and cautiously retreated to a wall, cold sweat showing on his forehead.

"Hey, big guy, look here."

Suddenly, a soft laugh rang from the rooftop, and both Agent Traitor and Paul looked up to see a black muzzle pointed at them through the ventilation skylight.

Before the two could react, there was a pop of blood, and both Agent Traitor and Paul spurted blood from their chests, and they both fell.

"Bastard." Somtu's face changed in shock, and he raised his gun and fired at the ventilation skylight. But before his finger could pull the trigger, a cold voice came from above his head: "If you dare to move, I will blow your head right away." ”

Somtu felt a chill in his bones, and he was slightly stunned, and there was a loud bang above his head, and then a beautiful woman in a black leotard jumped down, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at his head.

At the same time, a person jumped out of the broken skylight just now, and Zijiao, who was also bewitching, beautiful and surnamed, walked towards him with a smile and removed the gun in his hand.

"Mr. President, you are free." Yang Yifeng got up from behind the sofa, came to the frightened Kesven, looked at the man in front of him who was about the same height as himself and was also a little thin, and said with a smile.