The whole city was in chaos, and people dragged their families out of the city. There is a long convoy on the road, and there is no end in sight. The city is burning behind, and the evil thoughts arouse all the desires in people's hearts.

"Brother Kun has taken the Capitol building, and the TV building has not yet been captured," said Porter, wrapped in gauze.

"Today it will be taken, and tomorrow morning it will be declared independence in a televised speech. Quinson said in the war room.

"There are riots all over the world to varying degrees, and tonight I don't know how many people are kings and how many people are ancestors. How can you succeed if you don't do it. ”

Wang Qiang looked at the flow of people in the distance, and the family members of several high-ranking officials said that the Kunsen Gang had launched a rebellion and held the president hostage to occupy the parliament building, and the next step was to declare independence. The army was ambushed on the way and it was difficult to get there before dark.

"Xiao Zhu, brother will take you to play something exciting, Xi Wa will hide it himself. Wang Qiang said.

"Let's go and save the president. ”

Riding on a roadside motorcycle, Zhu Jingang jumped directly on it.

There was a roar, like an arrow, the city buildings flew backwards, the motorcycles let out the roar of the limit, and the two warring sides in front heard the roar of the arrogant motorcycles, and a small leader shouted: Hurry to die. A checkpoint was set up in the middle of the road, and four machine guns blocked the street without dead ends.

The roar was getting closer and closer, and a motorcycle rushed towards the level like crazy at the corner, four machine guns spit out four tongues of fire, and the motorcycle was instantly exploded, and two figures flew out of the flames, smashing into the machine gun position, and a knife in one hand was like a rotating knife wheel, touching the flesh and blood.

A minute later, a small leader was left behind, a long blood-dripping knife pointed at his throat, "The president is there, Kunsen is there." ”

"I, I, don't know,"

Stamped to death.

This scene continues to play out everywhere.

In the war room, Kun Sen's hands and feet were cold, such a terrifying thing came out of there, could it be the military's biochemical warriors, forty attack positions were breached, soldiers were slaughtered, and a demonic voice came from the phone that had not yet hung up. "Quinsen is there, the president is there. ”

Even if he was told where he was, he was still aimlessly hunting his men in the city, and in the Kunsen war room, he kept setting traps for him, blowing up the building with high-explosive bombs, and he ran out of the explosion range with a premonition in advance, and forty high-explosive suicide bombers with human bodies were in different places before they were detonated.

Fiercely ordered the mortar company, bombarded his own people, his own soldiers were all dead, and he continued to the next target.

The door to the war room was kicked open with a loud bang. The golden-skinned man had a handful of M16 in one hand, and a tongue of fire spewed out, leaving a corpse on the ground.

Zhu Jingang smoked a cigarette depressedly, it was already the eighth, God knows that Kun Sen was there, and the boss probably had to blame himself, it had been an hour since the bait attracted firepower. Oh, and I forgot to leave a living mouth to ask. Throw the cigarette butt in the face of Kunsen, who had just choked his breath.

Wang Qiang hid in the corner of the ruins, the giant crocodile leather armor, tattered, just a little white skin, darker than before, his whole body was scarred, and there were a few fragments of mortar shells stuck in the bones, too late to dig out.

Zhu Jingang's work is too unreliable. Let him be the bait next time.

In the end, Zhu Jingang only saved the president, and then went to make peace with Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang talked with the president for more than an hour and signed many agreements.

Then the president left under the escort of the guards. The government forces won the rebellion with a vague sigh.

Wang Qiang also gained a little. Walking through the streets and alleys harvested a lot of transparent small stones, Wang Qiang counted the stones in front of Zhu Jingang every day.

"Boss, you can divide me a little, I will definitely find it next time. ”

The leader of Kunsen's rebellion has not been caught until now, and a certain careless soldier thinks that there is a person who looks like Kunsen but has a scar on his face, and he buried it if it was not Kunsen.