Matsukata Masayoshi's face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground weakly, staring at the pools of blood and corpses everywhere in front of him in a daze, wanting to cry without tears.

Masayoshi Matsukata is the newly appointed chief of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Agency. The reason why he was able to ascend to the throne was because he was dismissed from his post two days before his unfortunate appointment due to the shelling of the Akasaka State Guest House.

The new official took office and got what he wanted, if it was for the usual Matsukata justice, he would have been happy for a long time. But at this moment, he was not happy at all, and his heart was full of worry. The throne of the Superintendent of Police, which he coveted, was nothing more than a hot coal, which made him feel hot.

With the experience of his predecessor, he didn't want to be driven down in disgrace before he could sit still.

Therefore, Masayoshi Matsukata took great pains to not only transfer elite soldiers from the police force, but also obtain the approval of the cabinet and mobilize a large number of well-trained self-defense personnel to build layers of defense lines to ensure that nothing goes wrong. For this reason, he almost didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights. Unexpectedly, there was such a big mistake in the end.

Masayoshi Matsukata has never understood how these hateful terrorists can come and go freely under such strict protection. Moreover, such a powerful explosive was planted in the square in advance, causing his subordinates to suffer heavy casualties. At that moment, he deeply felt that just now, death was so close to him!

And the most fatal thing is that Matsukata Masayoshi even thought of the consequences of this incident: his leadership was not good, and he lost his troops and generals without making an inch, which is estimated to be difficult to escape. When he thought of Abe-sang's vicious eyes, he only felt that his brain was blank, and his eyes that had always been dignified and majestic were dull.

"Be careful!"

In the roar, the trance-like Matsukata Masayoshi was knocked down by two of his men, and then there was a loud "boom", and a grenade exploded next to him.

The frightened Masayoshi Matsukata survived under the desperate cover of his men, but the two of his subordinates were blown up on the spot, and the flesh and blood splashed all over his face.

Lying on the ground, Masayoshi Matsukata raised his head and took a look, only to see the explosions one after another, and his men were killed and wounded. There were also many people who were crawling on the ground, or found cover nearby, but they could not find any trace of the enemy, so they had to shoot indiscriminately, causing fire and smoke to fly all around, but they accidentally injured many of their own people.

"Be hidden! Beware of concealment! Masayoshi Matsukata shouted loudly, his voice hoarse. His men were slaughtered one by one, and the blood sprayed everywhere made him feel painful and tearful, and he grabbed the submachine gun of one of his men on the ground who had just been killed to cover himself, and fired at a small hill that he thought might be hiding the enemy.

At that moment, the blood in his whole body was boiling.

"Bang!"

A faint gunshot rang out, and Matsukata fell to the ground with a huge bullet hole in his forehead.

And at the moment when he fell to the ground, a series of screams were heard, and several ghostly figures suddenly appeared in the square, constantly reaping the lives of those police officers and self-defense forces. Some had their throats cut by sharp blades. Some of them were thrown like stones, and they fell to the ground hard, and blood spurted out of their mouths; Some of them were still in a fighting posture, but when a gust of wind blew, their bodies were instantly torn apart like a collapsed building......

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"Uncle Zhong, don't worry. With me, it's going to be fine! Leng Binghan carefully observed the movements around him, and at the same time calmly said to the comfort bell.

His face was handsome, his contours were soft, he had a kind of elegant charm, his voice was slow and steady, and he always had a serene smile on his face, and he looked gentle and friendly, giving people great confidence.

At this moment, Leng Bing was still protecting Secretary Zhong and hiding behind the huge granite pillar at the gate of the opera house. It's safe for the time being, with a sturdy granite pillar in front of it, and the opponent's bullets can't hit it yet, unless the bullet will turn.

If he was alone, then even if it was Longtan Tiger's Den, he would dare to break through. But the most important thing at the moment is to protect Secretary Zhong's safety, and he can't be reckless. Before the situation was clear, he didn't dare to make any rash moves. Because he knew that the explosion was just an appetizer, and the other party could not only severely damage the guards, but also cause chaos, so that he could wait for an opportunity to attack.

The real test is yet to come.

But at the same time, Leng Binghan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. In front of nearly 1,000 heavily armed police and self-defense forces, they dared to carry out a terrorist attack, and it seems that the Red Army does not have the ability to do so, right?

But if it weren't for the Red Army, then who would be planning all this? What is the intention of doing so?

Leng Binghan couldn't think of it for a while, but he always felt that it was not that simple.

Secretary Zhong was stunned, and suddenly smiled again, the smile on his pale face looked a little dazzling: "Xiaohan, I'm dozens of years old, what's not to worry about?" It's you, who fell into danger at a young age, and I'm the one who has caused you to be a burden. Their goal is me, if you have the chance, you can leave quickly, don't make unnecessary sacrifices! ”

Leng Binghan's heart warmed, and regardless of whether Secretary Zhong's remarks at this time were sincere, with his status and status, it was really rare, so he smiled immediately: "Uncle Zhong, don't worry." There was such a loud explosion here, and so many police officers and self-defense forces were killed and wounded, and reinforcements will arrive soon. I thought about it by then, and it would be safe. ”

Secretary Zhong stared at Leng Bing Han for a while, and suddenly sighed lightly, and his expression became more and more solemn: "Xiao Han, I know that you should know some martial arts." But now is not the time to be reckless, and besides, you didn't have the responsibility to protect me in the first place......"

After hesitating for a while, Leng Binghan said slowly: "Uncle Zhong, I guess you don't know yet, I used to be a member of the Seventh Bureau of National Security......" Bing Han's eyes stared at Secretary Zhong's eyes, his eyes were full of calmness and perseverance. That looming momentum, without any artificiality, without any expression, that momentum emanates deeply from his body, which is a natural and tranquil connotation.

"The Seventh Bureau of National Security?" Secretary Zhong raised his eyebrows instantly, his face was full of complicated expressions for a while, and then he asked, "Is it a peripheral person or a clerical job?" ”

Zhong Guoan's Seventh Bureau is a special institution, but he doesn't know much about it, after all, he is not in charge of this stall. And when he really became the new leader of the country, he understood what the words "National Security Seventh Bureau" meant.

And the cold in front of him was actually a member of the Seventh Bureau of National Security, which is too incredible, right? Of course, if it's a peripheral or a clerical job, it can barely make sense.

Leng Binghan shook his head slightly, and was about to explain two sentences, when an extremely dangerous aura suddenly invaded his sea of mind.

Almost instantly, a loud "bang-" sound came, and a sharp bullet roared, penetrating the hard granite pillar and shooting straight towards Secretary Zhong's chest.

Of course, Leng Binghan didn't know that this was a heavy sniper rifle that could penetrate even the special bulletproof glass of a heavy bulletproof car, and it was extremely powerful, but he also knew that the situation was extremely critical, and he didn't have time to think about it, so his body directly blocked it.

"Ugh!" Leng Binghan's body couldn't help shaking, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Even after the continuous strengthening and transformation of his body, as well as the automatic body protection of the magic weapon Electric Thunder Mountain, this heavy sniper rifle bullet still hit him in the back. Although he was quickly caught by the extremely tough muscles, and he didn't even shoot half of it, the huge force still made his blood churn, and he almost fainted in front of his eyes.

Leng Binghan gritted his teeth, reached over and pulled out the bullet directly, and threw it on the ground with a "clang", and a stream of blood suddenly splattered out from the wound, instantly staining the cold jacket red.

"Ah, Xiaohan, are you hurt?" Secretary Zhong couldn't help but exclaim when he saw it.

"It's fine!" Although the pain made him gasp, Leng Bing Han still pretended to be nothing, and hurriedly used that extremely special energy to heal himself. It is estimated that it will not take half a day for the wound to heal, and I am afraid that I will not be able to find it if I want to find it by then.

"Damn, you can't always be beaten passively like this!" Leng Binghan cursed to himself, suddenly leaned out, didn't look at it, almost just fired several shots in an instant, and then retreated very quickly. But even so, a bullet flew almost across his cheek. If his degree had been a little slower, I'm afraid this shot would have hit the door of the head.

However, Leng Binghan was still very happy, his few shots, at least three people on the other side, as well as the heavy sniper rifle. Without the threat of this gun, it was a lot easier.

It's just that his actions also seem to have attracted crazy revenge from the other party. After a short period of mute fire, the dense gunfire rang out again, causing sparks and stone chips to fly all around the stone pillar, putting Leng Binghan and Secretary Zhong's position in a rain of bullets, and he could barely lift his head.

"Secretary Zhong!" A central guard behind another stone pillar saw that the situation was not good, and was about to come over to support and protect, but his body had just been exposed outside the stone pillar, and he fell down in response, and a huge bullet hole appeared in his forehead.

“**！” Counting the gunshots, Leng Binghan couldn't help but curse. With such dense firepower, it is simply impossible without more than a dozen people. Coupled with the three people who had just died under their own guns, how did so many terrorists enter the Royal Opera House Square and set up an ambush in such a heavily guarded place? If Shinzo Abe hadn't picked it up by his own Feiyuan, he might have to wonder if he was doing a ghost in it?