The alarm bells are similar in all countries, and no matter how the tone changes, it is impossible to use a lullaby as a siren. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe people of London, including those in the cities around London, will not be able to sleep tonight. Blaring sirens blared one after another, and whistling police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances weaved through the streets. From time to time, there was a low, loud whistling sound rolling through the sky, which was a group of gunships patrolling the sky. As soon as there is anything wrong, as long as there is an order from the military department, the super-large caliber cannon will be beckoned to the past.

The Shanghai tragedy is vividly remembered, and now the whole world is quite allergic to the word "terrorist attack". Citizens couldn't sleep, so they turned on their televisions and logged on to social networks, anxious to figure out what was going on.

They hope that what they hear from the presenter when they turn on the TV is "gas pipeline explosion", "hazardous chemicals warehouse explosion" and something like that, really. Because when they hear this kind of news, people can rant and criticize, or use the supreme power of keyboard warriors on the Internet at will to criticize the authorities for current affairs, or even shed tears and send flowers to people who are innocently involved. These angers, tears, and memories are not fake, but they are really, really worried about their lives without trembling lips and pale faces.

But when they turned on the TV, the first word they heard from the host's mouth was "terrorist attack".

"Tonight, London suffered a serious bombing terrorist attack......"

The news spread at the speed of light all over the world, radiating from the empire on which the sun never sets. The London authorities naturally covered up the many strange, mysterious, and unspeakable things in this attack. But in this situation, trying to cover up part of the truth is an extremely difficult job in itself.

There is no doubt that this kind of and urine work was naturally thrown to MI5.

The results of the think tank's analysis of all the intelligence available were clear: this so-called terrorist attack was completely ambushed by two different forces. As for Britain, London, Buckingham Palace, Her Majesty the Queen, and all the citizens who were scared enough, they were all drawn into the battlefield for no reason.

The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and London was the fish in the pond - but the old developed countries were not just a fish, but a tyrannosaurus rex that would go berserk when provoked. Someone must be responsible for this incident, and someone must bear the consequences!

MI5 is full of elite soldiers, who are miraculous, penetrate, vigorous, and operational, all like the spirit clones of the legendary agent James Bond. But such a group of people, after being busy in the middle of the night, began to break out in a cold sweat. Because the deeper you go into it, the more terrifying and unbelievable it feels.

The Zade family, the SD organization, the shady behind these two names is so deep that all the agents involved in this matter are terrified.

"On August 31, 1997, the former princess Diana died, and it turned out to be the hand of SD?!"

Needless to say, everyone in the circle understands what the SD organization does. Then, Princess Diana's car accident itself, as well as the truth or falsity of Princess Diana's death, have become a big question mark that exudes an infinite dark atmosphere.

After revealing the mystery to this point, even the shrewd agents felt a chill run down their tails. They had a hunch that if they continued to dig deeper following the clues of the Zad family and the SD organization, they might cause a monstrous disaster for them personally. Even the elite agents of MI5, these people who have been dealing with shady scenes all year round, are also sensitive to the extraordinary effects of this incident.

The commander knew that this big pit must not be stupid to step into it easily, so he immediately changed his work thinking: "The specific perpetrators of the terrorist attack have not yet surfaced, and this old thing must be put aside first." By the way, on the other side, who is the Zade family who has set up an ambush to assassinate this time? Who shot to block the bullet that was fired at the queen?"

Someone replied: "There is no footage left, neither the surveillance equipment inside Buckingham Palace, nor the cameras on the streets of London, nor even the street footage of pedestrians, but there are no clear and accurate photos." ”

The commander frowned and said, "Not at all? What about the reporters who were there at the Buckingham Palace ceremony? Didn't they record it?"

The man shook his head: "All the recording equipment, hard disks, flash drives, and media that can store information have all been destroyed, and no one understands how they destroyed so many devices in an instant. This shows that the other party came prepared, and even in the process of fleeing, they still maintained the whole process of surveillance and concealment, and to tell the truth, they are masters of this way - at least one of them is a master of this way. The fact that they were still able to do everything when they were hunted down, and that they quickly fought back after the bombing, showed that the Zadeh family had been completely fished. ”

The Commander frowned and pondered for a moment, then made up his mind: "Sir Wilson was present at the time of the award, and few people know that he is a great master of painting. Immediately contact him to draw a restoration map, and we must confirm the identity of the other party. Looks, gender, abilities, or even a code name, you can see the miserable appearance of Zad's base, such a force, we must not be ignorant of them. ”

"Well, as for the codename, we actually still have some information about one of them. ”

"What's it called?"

"Called...... Well...... JSB. ”

Since then, a mysterious person codenamed Jieshibang has immediately been listed in the intelligence agencies of various countries around the world.

And just when the whole of Britain is blowing up, the mysterious man Jasburg is resting comfortably in an old house in Old London. No matter how noisy the street was outside, in this single-family mansion, his only task was, uh, to burn the boiler.

Jonathan threw a few sticks of wood into the fireplace, the flames burned, and the heat was transmitted to every room in the entire mansion through ancient pipes. Blocked by the thick brick walls, the shrill sirens were almost inaudible.

Jonathan burns the fireplace while gathering information in various ways.

"BIG-BOSS, now the whole world has been alarmed, and almost every platform is pushing today's news. Especially in the Western world, the number of searches has exceeded one million. Interestingly, however, the focus of the nation's coverage of tonight was on the chase explosion on the riverside boulevard. As for the Zadeh family's property and the raid on the base, few people mention it. ”

Tonight's big event should be two and a half to be exact. The first one, naturally, is a big chase on the streets of London, and the sensational impact is naturally needless to say. The second is the raid on the Zad family's secret industrial base, and the movement is also not small. The other half counts the Buckingham Palace assassination. Although it is only a prelude to the official hunt, who let Elizabeth be involved, it has to be half a big event.

But in two and a half years, the focus is on one of them, and the other one and a half is rarely mentioned.

Squeak, squeak, Yang Qi lay on the rocking chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and played with the newly obtained magic gun in his hand: "It seems that the information we threw to MI5 has played its due role." With such a big old fist on the face, it is impossible for the British government not to find fault with the Zad family. I don't know how much of a difference it can make, but I'm happy to be able to block old Zade. ”

"Speaking of which, something suddenly occurred to me. Jonathan looked back at Yang Qi, his eyes were shining: "I've been wondering what the black muscle monster is coming from, I'm afraid that there is a trick in it, whether there is any trap." ”

"No wonder, when you first went to raid the secret base, you thought you were absent-minded. Yang Qi whizzed the magic spear with his index finger, and said with an indifferent expression: "What do you remember?"

"I've always vaguely felt that muscle troll is a little familiar, and as soon as you said that you punched the door or something, I suddenly remembered someone. Jonathan leaned in, "Do you remember the 'Mad Wolf'?"

Yang Qi shook his head: "I don't remember." ”

"A sparring partner, a reserve boxer," Jonathan gestured to a mask on his face, "When I was a ghost, he was the best reserve boxer." Later, I didn't know where I went after I fired him, but I didn't expect to meet it here again. ”

Yang Qi recalled slightly, and continued to shake his head: "Menghai has been left behind, but I still don't remember such a small role." ”

"By the way, I didn't mention his name to you. But on the day of your 'interview', Apo just sent him to test you, but you grabbed the collar and pressed him to the ground and beat him, and knocked him unconscious with three punches, do you remember?"

"Oh oh oh!" Du, his right fist hit his left palm, and Yang Qi suddenly said: "Is it the mentally handicapped who knows that I am looking in the mirror and tries to sneak attack me from behind?"

Remembered for being stupid, Mad Wolf is also the number one person......

"It turned out to be him, I said why he kept saying some brainless things in his mouth, so it was not surprising at all. Yang Qi pinched his chin and said, "According to my speculation, he should have obtained the blood of the ancestor in the legend of the night, fused with the blood of the vampire true ancestor and the werewolf king, and turned into that kind of black muscle troll." The so-called rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation, it seems that this guy is the same everywhere. ”

"I always thought it was strange for this person to appear. Jonathan muttered, "By the way, what about his ranking on the Heavenly Rankings?"

"This guy is very coquettish, and he has already revealed his identity. It's just a card, but I definitely think it's him. Yang Qi fiddled with his mobile phone: "Look, his ranking on the heavenly list is in the top two hundred." However, although this guy is a brain-dead, it cannot be denied that his mutated body is close to the level of the seventh layer of the dragon elephant. Such a guy is only in the top two hundred, and it seems that the Chosen One in the world is chasing me and fighting for the top stone very fiercely. Oh oh, that's right, by the way, I'm going to kill several high-ranking people in one go, can we brush up our rankings? Let me take a look, hey, hey, hey~~"

Yang Qile went to refresh the ranking homepage, like a landlord waiting to see the number of replies. But Jonathan remains worried. The wood beeped in the hearth, and his face flickered in the light of the fire, and he suddenly began to shake his head slowly after thinking for a while: "No, I think there is a problem." ”

"What's the problem?"

"There was a problem with the whole thing, everything, from the big ship of SD. ”