"Bullets?" Wicker sneered and said, "Have you ever seen a bullet taken out of a wound by hand? ”

The man in the back honestly closed his mouth, Xia Chenghao smiled slightly, and returned to that cold expression.

There was a loud bang, and the Tower of Earth was reduced to a pile of ruins.

There were a lot of cars on the street, so the speed was extremely slow, looking back, the whole southern city was completely covered in smoke and dust, a silver X7 aerokinetic roadster parked on the side of the road, the man in the car started sweating, but the engine just didn't respond.

The radio was playing the news loudly.

"Two hijacked Mada Federation shuttles crashed into Yarman 501's Tower of the Future, the Tower of Heaven and the Tower of Earth, causing two 220-story buildings to collapse one after another, and it is estimated that thousands of people have died."

"Oh my God! It's horrible. The man in the back seat covered his face with his hands.

Xia Chenghao turned his head to look at the building that had disappeared behind him, thinking about Zheng Ke'er who disappeared into the cement ashes, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

Manpower is sometimes infinite, and in such a situation, it has to be manipulated by fate.

"What the hell is going on?" Wicker asked, patting the steering wheel.

"One low-altitude shuttle crashed into the Tower of Heaven, and the other crashed into the Tower of Earth. The Tower of the Earth collapsed first, and the Tower of Heaven just collapsed. Xia Chenghao simply said what he knew.

The man in the back seat stroked his face and sobbed loudly.

The police have filled every street corner, and with the collapse of the Tower of the Earth, Yarman has also become a real cemetery, with the cacophony of police cars and ambulances in the streets. The city, which was not very quiet, became more turbulent.

All roads leading to the South City have been closed. People left under the protection of the army. There is no free entry and exit here. Telephones are also overloaded by a large amount of demand, and the island of Nieppe is almost completely cut off from the outside world.

The car pulled up at a street intersection on the edge of a federal park, and not far away several church members stood outside a chapel, beckoning passers-by to come in and pray.

An old TV hangs high in the air in a grocery store, and people are watching around the store.

The female anchor wore a light pink shirt with a neckline open around her neck, revealing a deep chest groove but containing a lot of dust. The blonde hair knotted together above the ears like a flame that had just burst out.

She stared at the camera, her lips twitching. I was so nervous that I almost couldn't speak. But she still has a professional quality and strives to read the whole story.

"This morning, two Federal Civil Airlines airliners hijacked by Strike Coalition crashed into the 501 Future Tower in Yarmaniep, causing an explosion and a raging fire. Smoke billowed from two 501-story buildings, the worst bombing of Counter Strike Group in Yarman to date. ”

The shopkeeper changed the channel again, and another male anchor with bare hair and neat clothes said with a heavy face: "According to a further report by Yarman TV, two Federal Airlines flights were hijacked by members of the Strike Group and used as suicide bombers.

The people on the low-altitude shuttle are naturally in danger.

Fortunately, some of the 501 Future Tower companies had not yet gone to work at the time of the explosion, and there were not as many people in the building as usual. Considering that the number of people active in the 501 Future Tower is about 50,000, the casualties this time are also quite heavy.

A reporter was talking to an evacuating pedestrian. Suddenly, I heard another loud bang, and I saw that another building of the 501 Future Tower also collapsed.

This landmark and symbol of Yarman has disappeared.

Residents who escaped from the site of the explosion described the horrific scenario of the explosion and the collapse of the building: like a volcanic eruption. Debris of the falling building scattered several blocks away, and people screamed and ran around, but they couldn't get out of the smoke and flying debris.

Xia Chenghao finally knew what was going on today, and recalled the scene in his mind. The sky was dark, the crowd was crowded, the fire was majestic, the dust and smoke were filled, and the high-rise buildings of more than 200 floors collapsed.

At the same time, flight and death mingled with bloodshed and screams, sirens and busy footsteps.

A question suddenly occurred in his mind, what were the men on the other side of the river shooting?

Xia Chenghao frowned.

At the reporting scene, a man in civilian clothes rushed to the anchor desk and handed the host a piece of paper, both of them were frowning and their faces were grim, the male host glanced at the back of the paper, and the color began to turn white, and then began to read in the same tone as before.

About half an hour after the destruction of the Tower of the Future of Yarman 501, just as people were in shock, a fire broke out in the center of the capital Kagat not far from the Blue Temple, and the Blue Temple personnel began to evacuate. Immediately afterward, a low-altitude shuttle crashed into a hive at the FSB site, causing a fire and forcing the building to evacuate urgently.

It is reported that a second explosion occurred in the hive, and a corner of the building collapsed. Immediately afterward, there was news that there had been an explosion and a fire in the Blue Temple, and thick black smoke could be seen from a long distance.

All of them were crossed on their chests, staring at the TV screen with solemn and gloomy faces, hoping to hear some good news, or someone to come out and say a few words to comfort their already fragile hearts.

The shopkeeper changed the channel again, and the host made a report with a heavy face.

Today, too, the whole of Kagat is in terror. Car bombs are happening everywhere in the Mada Federation, and the Blue Temple and key government departments are in a state of high lockdown to prevent the unexpected.

All the staff of the Blue Temple have been evacuated, and the building, which symbolizes the supreme power of the Mada Federation, has become a veritable empty shell. The Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) said the chain of events was not an accident, but a terrorist atrocity.

"I'm getting out of the car." The man in the back seat who was in the same car with Xia Chenghao suddenly screamed, took out a few bills and threw them in the front seat, pushed open the door and stumbled at a clergyman, and was quickly helped into the church.

The small chapel is as clear as it sees, and it's packed with people, and it's rare to see so many people here, even on major festivals.

There was some food and drink on the table, a few mobile phones, many people were waiting in line to use it to contact their families, a few women were holding the priest's hand and crying loudly, and a middle-aged man knelt in front of the altar without saying a word, muttering to himself: "The revenge of the Mada Federation will be avenged sooner or later."

Overhead, the sky became even more gloomy.

Police cars are heading south, struggling to weave their way through the traffic with screeching sirens and dazzling roof lights.

Sirens wailed in the distance, and another fire truck with a ladder whistled away, and the summer was just over, and the otherwise hot weather felt bitterly cold and cold for no reason, and many homeless people wandered along every street, as bleak and bleak as dead leaves swept by the sea breeze in Yarman Bay.

Wicker looked coldly ahead and said, "The end of Planet Grims has arrived. (To be continued.) )