[390 Attack Scenario]

Until, as the snow gradually decreased, the disturbed snowflakes on the screen gradually disappeared, and the black anomalous flying body in the picture approached the camera gradually became clearer......

"Black ......"

The little fish murmured in the back, staring at the scene on the screen.

This murmur attracted everyone's attention, and they all turned their heads, looking at Yan Xiaoyu who was in a daze and frowned-

"This black ...... And the shape......" The little fish stared at the huge object that was gradually approaching and landing, and the image changed in his mind, and he whispered, "Where have you seen it...... I must have seen it somewhere...... It's ......"

"The Wu family case, suffered an air raid, and the plane was lost", Nangong answered lightly, "Wu Jack chased the plane, and the bones did not exist." ”

A few simple words, suddenly reminded everyone, and suddenly remembered that this black, and this similar body shape, is exactly the same similarity and similarity to the black attack plane suffered by Jack Wu when he fled to New York when he was investigating the Wu family's case.

"It's a black terrorist attack...... Song Xiaozhi's eyebrows locked deeper, and his words were puzzled, "My Nangong family's black fear well water does not violate the river water, and the stone took a small part of the trip to pass by Mont Blanc last time, and it was also for other arms incidents, and they are not connected with the black terror, they are afraid of the ...... Unless there is a reason, it will not provoke us for no reason...... In the end, what are you doing? ”

The white cat turned his head, looked at Nangong Tou, and asked in a low voice, "Boss...... Do you have anything in mind now? ”

Nangong pondered, shook his head, and did not answer.

The hearts of the people are already --

Because Nangong has the memory of the chip in his brain, he is different from ordinary people in the storage and cognition of memory, and it is impossible to follow the logical thinking of ordinary people, and he can evoke memories of the past with familiar touches, delete, which is equivalent to deleting; Delete, which is equivalent to no longer saving zài; This kind of zài once no longer exists, and what is left to me is only an extremely shallow and subtle feeling in the body and consciousness, and this feeling, even if you ask yourself, is indescribable, inexplicable.

Without asking any more questions, his eyes returned to the screen again, only to see that when the black flying body fell, the Nangong Tou plane hovering above was finally unable to hover, losing its control consciousness, and falling wildly.

And the black flying body drove forward without hesitation, stopped a hundred meters away from the location where Xiang Nangong's plane crashed, the hatch opened, and dozens of masked men in black suits ran out one after another, holding a combo submachine gun, standing, ambushing, besieging the city, and the muzzle of the gun all pointed to the location where the plane fell in the middle of-

Several Nangong family members were mercilessly shot at the moment they escaped from the falling plane, and the moment they climbed out of the plane or rolled out of the parachute, they were mercilessly shot and died.

The snow was small, the ground was still pale, and a hundred meters outside the lost city, the sound of explosions and fires rose, and the dead Nangong family fell to the ground one after another, dyed red and melted one piece of snow after another.

The last drive, falling, crashing, exploding.

It was Nangong Tou's plane.

Those who were ambushed, it seems, had already been prepared, and the muzzles were all aimed at the hatch positions.

Unfortunately, at the moment of falling, the fuselage had begun to explode, and after staying for dozens of seconds, there was still no figure in the plane running out.

Just when they relaxed their vigilance and stared at the screen worried about Nangong Tou's comfort, a shadow flashed in front of the screen, and a slender black figure flashed in, fast, fierce, like an invisible wind, only at a blink of an eye distance, out of nowhere, it broke into the picture so quickly, raised his foot, swept with one leg, and after snatching the submachine gun, he swept with him-

Screams rang out, one after another.

But after a moment's effort, the shape shì suddenly reversed.

With one enemy and ten, the man who broke into the picture had no wolf bèi, he was clean and tidy, his movements were neat and beautiful, and he walked smoothly, and it only took a few minutes of kung fu to snatch a gun with his bare hands, and he solved most of the masked black clothes.

That figure is none other than the man who is in the spotlight and cares, but who believes very much that this crisis is not enough for him - Nangong Tou.

Sure enough, as expected.

Those black-clothed people have not correctly found the direction of Young Master Tou, and they have been subdued by Tou Shao in a simple ten minutes, with countless casualties, leaving only three alive.

In the screen, Young Master Tou was holding a gun, with three people lying on his feet, aiming at one of them, and asked coldly, "What about people?" ”

No one knows, why did Young Master Tou ask such a question, what long-cherished wish did he have with the black fear, and why did he ask like this?

This is not only incomprehensible to everyone, but also a myth to the current Thoroughness.

The man in black who was lying on his stomach trembled, holding his head, and no one dared to speak.

And, just as Tou Shao's fingers were about to pull the wrench and send them back to the west, he frowned between his eyebrows, as if he noticed something, and his body jumped backwards, turning over to a distance of several meters.

The body was flipped over, and when the footcolor landed, a few meters away, the three people lying on their stomachs suddenly suffered from pain, hugged their heads and screamed, just when their screams shook the snow-capped mountains and went straight through the clouds, the tiled snow, the clean picture, suddenly stained with blood-

Suicide bombs, bursting again.

Flesh and blood flying, limbs mutilated.

This is the second time that everyone has seen the cruel methods of the black terror against their own subordinates on the day when the Nangong family found out the ambush!

When Ah Zi saw it for the first time, his face was pale, his hands and feet were cold, and he only felt retching when he stepped back.

Song Xiaozhi and the white cat looked at it calmly, their faces were not good-looking, but they were still calm.

Xiao Yu was also very calm, but in this explosion, she suddenly remembered Jane, remembered the Rose who she told herself that she had hurt herself and exploded, she didn't know how Jane accepted to kill the people close to her in this way, but she thought, if she was Jane, no matter what risk she took, even in an environment like Black Terror, she would try her best to take out the human bomb in Rose's body, wouldn't she?

"And ...... Five minutes ......" Tang Sa, who noticed the time entry under the screen, reminded loudly, looking nervous, "This record does not show that there is no ...... of being killed"

His words made everyone move their thoughts back to the picture, and also interrupted the cranky thoughts about Jane and Rose in Xiaoyu's mind-

And just when Tang Sa's words fell, they saw Nangong Tou, who had subdued the members of the black terror, escaped the attack and was unharmed, dropped the gun in his hand, was clean, stepped on his slender legs, walked towards one place, walked to the edge of the screen, stopped, stopped, looked ahead-