Suddenly, the director had been waiting for a long time and finally called, "I said above, let you cooperate with the young man who just entered."

"But, is his identity..."

The person on the other side must have been extremely angry and impatient. After saying this, he directly turned off the phone.

Since my superiors have said that, what else can I be afraid of? At worst, I will die in battle today, at least I will be a martyr, and I will fight for a while.

The young man, who was trembling and almost unsteady, was brought to Posecke, pretending to be calm, but could not hide his eyes from his deep fear, and took the glass of red wine handed over by Posecke, "Cheer to Mr. Posecke's victory."

"No, toast to the victory of the victory torch." Posecke had a generous voice but elegant movements to the reporter.

"Before talking nonsense to you, I will urge the trash below." Posec said to the reporter with a smile, then turned to look at the camera, and supported his hands on the railing. "I mentioned fifty cars, thirty tanks, and a ton of gold. Are you ready? If not, the time will start from the time I recall my first half of my life. Every hour I will kill one."

Posecke smiled and looked at the young man who was more afraid on his face in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction. This right to kill life and death is really a good thing. "Mr. Liliusa, we can start. If there is no pressure, those police officers will passively slacking off and refuse to do their jobs seriously. They completely underestimated my randomness in killing. Even though I invited you in, my gun might kill you directly because of your typo. After all, cultural people like Liliusa must know that history has been beautified, right?"

"Thank you Mr. Posecco for your fine wine. I'm not so scared now." The reporter, who claimed to be Liliusa, took off his eyes, yelled at it, and then put it on his eyes again.

"When did the memories start? It should be said that it began with the suffering that my grandfather went through. At that time, a group of barbarians came from the Eastern continent. They were real barbarians, and their generals were real demons. When they first entered the Western Xinjiang, they killed everyone when they saw each other. The massacre continued. Everyone called him a butcher. After he came to Western Xinjiang, he issued extremely humiliating rituals, such as when eating, he had to use both hands.

I held my head, knelt on the street, lying on my stomach, otherwise I would kill; when men urinated, they had to kneel on the ground, and after the little relief, they would wipe the bottom with loess. When I was a child, when my family scared me, they said that if it was not like this or not, the butcher would come back and eat the child. The story would be transferred from here to the regular... When I was ten years old, a sage came to our family. He was my father's good friend, and he strongly suggested that we immigrate..."

Time passed quickly, and half an hour passed quickly. The assistant beside Posecke reached his watch in front of Posecke, "Prophet, is it time for us to do it?"

Posec looked at Liliusa apologetically, owed her body, and then made a gesture of asking for help, "When I was in the Arab dynasty, I entered the dynasty with the prophets. In that excessive, people regarded hunting as the greatest pleasure in life, but the tasteless thing is that they killed some ordinary birds and beasts, without any novelty and no interest. The game I like is killing people. Killing all kinds of people and killing people in various occasions. I killed people with purpose, either shocking, or eliminating, or reducing the pressure of my life. Under the cover of the aura of the prophet, the people I killed will be willing and dare not resist at all."

The fear in Liliusa's eyes appeared again and took the gun from Posecke's hand, "Do you think I want to kill someone?"

"Yes, it's a good manner to entertain guests in the land." Posecke originally believed that this guy named Liliusa would throw his gun on the ground in fear. As long as he could hold it, it would be good, let alone really dare to kill people. You must know that killing people on such occasions is simply an enemy of the world and a public enemy of the world. After the number one terrorist organization is accomplice, it is impossible to even take out the palm of your hand.

"Is this VIP treatment for VIP? I choose to accept it."

After the reporter said this sentence, all the people around the building began a brief riot. The director, who was under the greatest pressure, quickly ordered all the police and armed police to prepare for the treatment.

Everyone stared at the screen so scared that they didn't even know how to catch the reporter. This reporter who lost public morality actually flattered Posek, for his own life.

Posecke was very satisfied with the performance of this young reporter. He believed that under his charming offensive, this scheming young reporter would soon become his helper and take on important positions in the gang. It happened that he killed someone too ruthlessly some time ago. There was also a white glove in the torch that could pass the Prophet of Allah to all believers. Then this quinoa is the most suitable candidate, and even his favorite little daughter can be given to this cute little friend.

This reporter is Wang Tianyu. He naturally knew that one of his colleagues was ordered to kill Poseck back then, but he was rejected by Poseck several times with the name Liliusa. This time, he happened to take advantage of this opportunity. Although he seems to have numb the executioner, if he wants to know the executioner's real idea, he has to take one step at a time and adapt to the situation.

Liliu Sai handed his pistol to Wang Tianyu and pointed at a girl with her finger. It was Ouyang Feifei. "A beautiful girl who devoted herself under the gun of Mr. Liliu Sai is the time when she achieves her greatest achievement and will also fulfill Mr. Liliu Sai's glory. In the future, Mr. Liliu Sai has another capital to show off."

Wang Tianyu grabbed the gun, while Posecke simply adjusted Wang Tianyu's gun's gun. Posecke could actually guess the point of Wang Tianyu's bullet by relying on his visual inspection alone. Wang Tianyu also felt the terribleness of this person, his tyrannical character, meticulous thinking, profound cunning, and precise technology, which formed a real butcher like Posecke.

"Aim, relax, breathe, the gun in your hand is not important. In your eyes, there is only the beautiful girl in front of you. Imagine the gun in your hand spraying out beautiful sparks. That beautiful girl is under this spark, burning and blooming out her most beautiful life. What's more wonderful than this."

When Wang Tianyu was indeed following Posecke's guidance, pointing his gun at Ouyang Feifei and preparing to shoot, everyone was shocked, surprised by the amazing beauty of the helpless girl under the camera, surprised by the rapid transformation of Wang Tianyu, the scum of the people, and even more surprised by the way of Posecke, the real executioner, was simply horrifying and bewitching. It was simply incomparable.

After layers of relay transmission, when this video arrived in Kyoto, it had been delayed for almost one second. The few people sitting at the table in Zhongnanhai had a slightly sweaty forehead. Although the autumn was getting more and more intense, these high-level people opened their arms, opened the windows and air conditioners, but still felt the atmosphere was stuffy at this moment.

"What do you all say?" The person who supported the window with both hands turned around, his eyes still shining brightly. Although the possibility of Wang Tianyu being judged by professionals by his figure, length of hands, wide shoulders, and facial expressions was as high as 60%, but there was still 40% possibility. On the contrary, this reporter was a spy from a certain country. If a country with ulterior motives took the Posec line through this meeting and took this opportunity to contact the next prophet of the victory torch, then the country would never have peace.

The problem now is that no one can be sure that the person who raised his gun to Ouyang Feifei in front of Posecke was Wang Tianyu. The next question is that if Ouyang Feifei, the first heir of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Feifei and the second heir of Ouyang Xue, were killed, in this case, the country's determination will inevitably be questioned by the Ouyang family. Similarly, Duanmu Xiangyin, the Duanmu Xiangyin, is also in it. Although Duanmu Xiangyin has an accident, it will not cause complete damage to the Duanmu family. But you must know that Duanmu Xiangyin is the most beloved person of the wife. You must know that Duanmu Xiangyin is a person with a mother's demeanor. From this point of view, these decision-making levels have made judgments. If Duanmu Aotian can inherit all the forces of Duanmubao, then everything the wife has at hand will be for Duanmu Xiangyin to smell intact.

This is also the reason why the country has not launched precise missile strikes in the face of criminals so arrogantly. The blow to the death of bothering people is too huge.

At this time, on the route from Kyoto to Xijiang, there was a private plane flying to the Western Regions Capital as fast as possible. "So, this reporter is likely to be Wang Tianyu."

"Yes, the lady called to confirm. Let us cooperate with Wang Tianyu."

"Is my mother confused? How could she pretend to be an outsider for such an important matter?"

"You are so confused. Don't think that if you turn off all the monitoring equipment, I won't hear what you say. You are getting more and more courageous. After you come back, Shangguan, go back to the south. Aotian's son, your master misses you again."

"Mother (Madam), this is too much." Duanmu Aotian and Shangguan Yijing said in unison.

But there was no explanation for the speaker.

The two of them looked at the scene transmitted to the cabin through satellite equipment. At this time, Wang Tianyu pointed his pistol at Ouyang Feifei.

Hua Tianhu was lying comfortably in the single swimming pool, looking at the small TV being held by his subordinates, and cheering loudly: "Wang Tianyu, kill me, you kill Ouyang Feifei, I see how you gain a foothold in China, and then you will find out what it means to betrayal of all relatives and what it means to escape from muskrats."
Chapter completed!