"We killed the official reporter of the Cypriot state, got the admission pass for the groundbreaking ceremony of the [Tianfu City] infrastructure, tampered with the facial and fingerprint recognition, and he ....... when the time comes"

The long-haired man from Eastern Europe patted the [Dirty Bomb Carrier] on the shoulder with his hand, and the weak dying man did not have any resistance, obviously numb.

"He'd blend in with the crowd as an official photojournalist and detonate a dirty bomb when both King's Landing and Underwood were there, right?" Jun Xiaoyan said with a smile following the words of the Eastern European, his gaze swept over Zhuang Er, who was in shock and numbness, his short hair Lolita.

The man's Lolita complex is repressed in the body, and although the girl is 21 years old, beyond Nabokov's definition of 12 years old, and is a first-time mother, she is full of light mature taste, but she is always his girl.

Min Zhuang'er was groggy, what were they doing? Triggering a dirty bomb......

Crazy world, despicable human nature...... She had a jihadist father.......

Min Zhuang'er lost her ability to express herself verbally, and listened to everyone's terrible talk with a blank look.

Jun Xiaoyan launched a jihadist attack, which will be tomorrow.......

King's Landing and Underwood, as well as the leaders of the world, are going to be wiped out.

Among them, there must be Mu Ningfu, Nan Duyuan, and King's Love, as well as his brother Min Yichen and Qin Jin........ There will be all her friends.

They're all going to die.......

And do her friends know? With such a horrific event, what should she do to get the message across? There is also the uncertainty of Nan Duxiao's life and death, and the news that Xiao Xueqiu was kidnapped by Jun Xiaoyan?

And Mom, where is Mom?

Min Zhuang'er still doesn't know the news of Min Huixian's death.

I don't know the news that Min Zexi and Tan Mi'er were intercepted and killed.

All of us will face the devastating blows of Project Dawn........ What to do, what to do?

"Hahahaha! Tomorrow, if the [Dawn Project] succeeds, then we can further dominate the world! The long-haired Eastern Europeans got carried away and looked up to the sky and howled, but Jun Xiaoyan was still calm and terrifying.

"They'll be on guard." Jun Xiaoyan reminded the proud Eastern Europeans, "The CIAs of various countries may be ready now, and it is impossible for King's Landing not to know about the [Dawn Project]." ”

"What then?"

"But they don't know who the dirty bomb carrier will be."

After Jun Xiaoyan finished speaking, he walked up to the Dirty Bomb Carrier, solemnly pressed his palm on the top of the [Dirty Bomb Carrier] with Orthodox etiquette, and then began to pray for the martyrs.

A fluency of Hebrew Old Testament scriptures is poured out of Jun Xiaoyan's thin lips.

Less than a minute later, the brainwashed [Dirty Bomb Carrier] still burst into tears and said a word of allegiance.

"Tomorrow I promise to complete the mission."

With a certain rationality of the coexistence of divinity and demonism, Jun Xiaoyan held the head of the [Dirty Bomb Carrier] with both hands, and kissed the person on the forehead reverently.

"Bless you, great jihadist."

"Bless you, Mahdi (Guide)."

[Dirty Bomb Carrier] burst into tears, was seriously sensationalized, and purely regarded Jun Xiaoyan as spiritual salvation.

"Okay, take him down, and wait for him." Jun Xiaoyan ordered the officers around him, and the officers left the huge hall of the colonial building with the [Dirty Bomb Carrier].

"Second, third dirty bomb, are you ready to be a martyr, Jun." The Eastern Europeans asked.