Li Bai said angrily: "Big Black, don't you know you're annoyed?"

"If you don't listen to advice, it will cause my country to be in war, hundreds of thousands of people die, and millions of people are displaced, and all this will be counted on you."

At this moment, Alan Brandt was possessed as if he was a god, and he was righteously scolding this random guy.

"Ha, your country is not my country. How many people die will have nothing to do with me!"

Demon Li is not a Virgin with kindness, and he will not let others put the blame on himself.

"Then, you are the enemy of our Democratic Republic of the Congo!"

With a country as its backer, Alan Brandt dares to face any enemy.

"Welcome to declare war on our country!"

Li Bai is not timid at all.

My father taught him since he was a child, and Dongfeng Express will achieve his mission.

"you……"

Alan Brandt was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Hmph! A mere small African country has the ability to confront the United Nations in advance and then say the same thing to me."

Li Bai didn't give him any face at all.

After angrily confronting the United Nations, only China in the world was safe and sound after the confrontation, but also able to gain a place for a big gangster. The rest were basically gone.

Li Da Demon's words make sense if he is tough. If you don't agree, you can fight against the United Nations. If you can fight against you, you can act like a hooligan. But, hehe, it's better to be obedient and coward.

"Don't fall into my hands!"

The big black man who gritted his teeth was almost irritated.

He was ruthless and was afraid of the other party's hypnosis technique, so he was left with this kind of threat that he could do the outside but did it.

"Haha, who is afraid of whom? My father once told me that you can summon an rpg by gathering seven black uncles."

Li Bai did not hide all the contempt on his face.

Just collect seven black uncles and summon a rpg?

The angry Alan Brandt was about to take action regardless of everything, but a group of people who appeared behind Li Bai pulled his reason back.

Langton Hockville, the executioner, was unscathed and walked towards the elevator with several guards.

The big man from Hei said in anger, "Summon me one to see?"

He counted Langton Hawkeville and his group for no reason, but there were only a few, exactly seven.

“rpg!”

Suddenly someone screamed at the top of his lungs.

The glass curtain wall of the hall from the first to fourth floors suddenly shattered, and a small black dot dragged the fire and shot in.

Boom! ~

A huge explosion swept across the fourth floor, and the air waves swept through, hundreds of people stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.

"Damn!"

The big black man, Alan Brandt, screamed in anger. He saw Langton Hockville and his group were blown up by a sudden rocket, and flesh and blood flew everywhere on the spot.

He rushed over without caring about the roar of his ears.

The goal of the Interpol operation was Langton Hockville, but their ultimate goal was not only this cold-blooded executioner, but also the people and forces behind him.

The two countries have carefully designed the plan and worked together. If this guy dies, then this action will be a complete failure. They will get nothing and all their efforts will be wasted.

Two or three gunshots rang out outside the World Trade Center, and soon there was no movement.

With the alert force deployed by China outside the venue, the probability of the RPG shooter escaping from the day of birth is slim.

"I'll go!"

Li Bai was stunned at the shattered glass curtain wall. Unexpectedly, his father went to Somalia to do social practice during the summer vacation of college and did not expect that the experience summarized by his father in Somalia was real.

In fact, the truth is that the seven black soldiers walking together are easy to attract RPG attacks. This is the survival experience of mercenaries. If you don’t want to die, just keep a distance. It’s far less exaggerated than Old Li’s son.

"Doctor, doctor, come here quickly. There are serious injuries here, he is almost dead!"

Alan Brandt's anxious shout came from afar, and Li Bai ran over without hesitation.

However, after seeing the injured, Li Bai was surprised at first, then shook his head again.

The big black man hugged Langton Hockville, a participant who had been psychological counseling, but the fat black man lost half of his arms. The blood that could not stop pouring out of the wound, and his black skin turned yellow.

Even if he was not an emergency specialist or a surgeon, Li Bai still knew very well that this fat black man was helpless, and even if he had a blood transfusion immediately, he could not resist such a large amount of blood loss.

He shook his head and said, "No help!"

Several black men next to them were sank on the ground, one of them was only below the waist, half of their faces were pressed against the artificial marble wall, and their ragged intestines were spread out for more than one meter. The two were like rag dolls, and a large pool of blood was accumulated under them, with no breath. The other three were wailing weakly, obviously very injured.

A deep pit the size of a washbasin was left on the wall, and shrapnel were splashing everywhere and the tragic traces left by shrapnel.

"No, save him quickly, someone will come!"

The big black man was so angry that he refused to give up.

Perhaps it was the rebirth of his death, the fat black man Langdon barely opened his eyes wide, smiled at Li Bai, and then turned his eyes to his hand, but the glory of life in his eyes soon dimmed.

Li Bai noticed the black fat man's micro-expression language. He was a little confused. His hand? What does it mean?

ring?!

A light flashed through his mind.

The emergency doctor and the nurse rushed over with the first aid kit. An adrenaline needle sprayed the last exhaust needle in the nurse's hand. However, when he came closer, the doctor looked at Langton Hockville's eyes, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on his neck. Then he shook his head and said, "The pupils are dilated, the heartbeat stops, and the person is gone!"

"No, no?"

Alan Brandt looked at the fat black man in his arms, his whole body was exhausted, and he looked depressed.

From the Congo in Africa to China, he secretly stared at Langton Hockville for a year. He finally had the opportunity to arrest him, but he did not expect that he would fail in the end.

A sudden rpg ended the executioner's life ahead of time.

"Allen, Allen, your president has signed the arrest warrant, our arrest warrant has been passed, act immediately, hey! Honey, you are here too, ah? Langton Hockville, how could it be..."

Diana was holding a stack of fax pieces, excitedly carrying a team of security services wearing black hoods and armed with teeth, but saw the lost black man and Lanton Hawkeville, who had no breath.

The laser fax copy that had not yet dissipated was accidentally scattered in a pool of blood.

"Our mission failed!"

The big black man Alan Brandt stood up and no longer looked at his mission goal.

The dead Langton Hockville was just a pile of ugly rotten meat that was meaningless to him.

"Is that true? Alas!"

Diana waved her hand without looking back.

"Cancel team!"

The Secret Service of the Security Bureau, who were preparing for the operation, returned in vain.

Man's calculations are worse than God's calculations, Langton Hawkeville died before the action, and everything ends here.

Who put his hand into the Congo (DPRK) and secretly supported the executioner, the entry and exit channels of drugs and arms, with the proportion of Langton Hawkeville, most of the clues came to an abrupt end. If you want to continue pursuing it, it may become very difficult.

Li Bai withdrew from the rocket explosion scene and was about to leave. He was inevitably stained with blood stains on his body. He was preparing to go back to the medical center to change into a clean white coat, because he might become very busy next time.

First, there was death country music, and then the rpg rocket attack. The frightened participants urgently needed psychological counseling and psychological intervention. It can be imagined that Dr. Qian from the Department of Psychological Trauma will definitely be so busy that he will collapse.

Before the reinforcements from the Seventh People's Hospital arrive, several colleagues on the scene will assume the responsibility of diversion.
Chapter completed!