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Chapter 751: loss

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Seeing everyone just looking at him nervously, as if they were facing an enemy, but didn't react at all, Yang Chen frowned and said impatiently: "This doesn't seem to be a daze, but I still say that my English pronunciation is not standard enough. , Don't you understand?"

Robert finally calmed down at this time, trying not to look at the two figures still wriggling on the countless screens, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency Pluto, can you treat our offense to you this time with tolerance? Your presence above the top should have a mind wider than the sea.. Press ctrl+d to quickly collect "please see novels." Since all the people sent to offend you have died, can you let them go? What about everyone?"

Yang Chen smiled, "You said so lightly. If you want to catch me and hurt me, you can do everything possible to kill me. When I am about to collect debts, I want to forgive all of this. You don't think this is trivial. Is it usually ridiculous for children to act in fairy tales?"

"Your Excellency, you should be very clear that this is one of the core places of the FBI, the powerful United States. If you really kill here, or completely tear your face with us, I think no matter how powerful you are, You won't get any cheap..." an officer said solemnly.

Yang Chen didn't even look at him, and flicked a left hand behind him...

"Boom boom boom!!..."

I can only hear countless explosions, high-voltage currents raging, and a whole number of large computers in a hundred are twisted, broken, and shattered in an inexplicable force!

The flames are everywhere, and the blue flames ignited high, turning these cutting-edge technology products into a pile of wreckage!

The flames caused by the explosion stained the entire underground base with a layer of red light, the white lights were instantly swallowed, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt metal and plastic!

The entire underground base was actually in just a few seconds, because the large number of instruments were blasted, and a long flame coke tunnel was forcibly opened!

Yang Chen retracted his hand, inserted it into his trouser pocket, and said lightly: "If you let me hear any more nonsense, next time, I will be aiming at your group, not the machine."

Some of the pure technicians in the audience were already scared, and even some of the pants were wet.

And these agents and soldiers were all stunned by the terrifying force. .

As the chief, Robert has no own opinion at all at this moment. His hatred of Yang Chen has reached the extreme, but he is unable to resist, and he is afraid of being killed in his heart, and his face is helpless for a time.

After a full silence for nearly half a minute, a tall young black commander wearing a suit and a tall figure stood up and asked solemnly, "Your Excellency, it’s our rudeness. I just want to ask you how to do it. , To calm your anger... If you really want to call all the people of the blue storm to let you kill, this is unacceptable to us, because then we will lose an important combat power in the international arena.

We really can't compete with an existence like yours, but as far as I know, the gods can't break the pattern of the world at will. In this case, please tell us a plan that is acceptable to both parties, and we are willing to compensate you enough sincere things. "

Yang Chen asked blankly: "What's your name?"

"The commander-in-chief of the special operations team of the fbi counterterrorism department, Mario Balotelli", the black man looked proud and authentic.

Yang Chen smiled with interest: "Aren't you afraid that the first person to talk to me will die miserably?"

"Fear, but if you don't talk about it, you will only die," Balotelli looked solemn.

Yang Chen pondered, "Well, then I'll give you a chance to save. Actually, the most important person who let me come here this time is just your director, Robert. The other dead people are purely with him. Funeral. Since you are so brave, then I have to give you some respect for your bravery..."

Yang Chen said, his eyes fell on Balotelli's waist holster, and in a blink of an eye, the silver desert eagle pulled out of the holster and flew to Balotelli's hand!

This hand doesn't make too many people feel special. After all, the blue storm of the US military is mostly strange and strange, and most people have seen all kinds of special functions.

Balotelli held the heavy gun and said in a puzzled manner: "Your Lord, what does this mean?"

"Kill him," Yang Chen said readily.

Balotelli was startled, and the other people present suddenly realized something.

Yang Chen's intention was also very simple. He didn't do anything, and let Robert's subordinates do it. This is like dying in his own hands, and it will make Robert a hundred times more painful!

Balotelli turned his head hard and looked at Robert, whose eyes were a little hesitant and fearful, obviously hesitating.

Yang Chen said: "You have two choices now. First, shoot him and kill him, then all of you will be fine. Anyway, it is not you people who are thinking about me. Second, if you don't shoot, then I will do it. It's just... Since you are so united, let's send all of you to see God with Robert."

Hearing this, an officer who had already paled in fright rushed forward and reached out to grab the gun in Balotelli's hand!

"Give it to me! You idiot!! We will all die if we don't shoot anymore!!"

Balotelli clenched his gun, gritted his teeth, and refused to give it.

Some other commanders and technicians on the side were anxious. Although they were a little afraid of Robert, how could their lives matter at this time? Besides, it is difficult to become a person and let someone destroy the entire base!

Robert was frightened and hissed: "Asshole! You even listened to him and wanted to kill me!? Do you still see me as the chief!? Balotelli! Point the gun at that guy! Could it be us? Do we still need to be afraid of him!? He is not the only god in the world! If he makes too much noise, someone will naturally clean him up!!"

Before he finished speaking, Balotelli, who had been standing and bracing, suddenly showed a ruthless look in his eyes. He suddenly raised the gun and pulled the trigger toward Robert's chest!

"boom!!"

After a burst of gunpowder smoke, there was a big bloody hole in Robert's heart!

Robert looked at his men in disbelief, trembling and raising a hand, trying to say something, but with the rapid passing of life, he fell to his knees softly and couldn't speak. In the end, Can only disperse the last trace of life.

Yin Hong's blood spread from the ground, and the atmosphere on the scene seemed to freeze at this moment, and some people could even hear the sound of swallowing saliva.

At this time, Balotelli walked slowly to the corpse, stepped on Robert's head, fired in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "We are your subordinates, but not your servants, bastard? yourself… "

Many officials nearby who heard this sentence felt the complexion of the ground and sighed somewhat.

Perhaps in the hearts of many people, under the brutal oppression, there is already too much helplessness that has been accumulated.

Yang Chen clapped his hands, walked forward with a smile, and patted Balotelli on the shoulder with an acquaintance, "This time you saved everyone present, and you also saved the headquarters of fbi. But you Become a great hero. If you get promoted to become the chief, don’t be like Robert, and it’s okay to trouble me."

Balotelli turned his head in amazement, looking at Yang Zhen with a deep meaning, before he suddenly came over, Yang Chen actually gave him a great favor... It's just that the favor is too weird.

However, it is true that many people around, especially ordinary technicians, looked at themselves with grateful eyes. If they hadn't taken the initiative to negotiate and killed Robert, they might all be buried here innocently.

Yang Chen ignored the weird look of the big black man, and suddenly squatted down in front of everyone, reaching out and turning Robert's body over.

In everyone's puzzled eyes, Yang Chen put his hand into Robert's suit pocket, as if touching something.

When the handle was pulled out, Yang Chen was already holding a round pocket watch made of metallic copper!

Many people who are close to Robert know that this is Robert's favorite little object, but they never expected that they would be taken away after his death!

Seeing everyone looking at him with strange eyes, Yang Chen smiled a little embarrassedly, "Look at you, this look is not good. I am not greedy for money, do I look like the kind of person who doesn't let go of the dead? Everyone is a face and face, how can you do that kind of immoral behavior? Especially in front of friendly FBI friends.

Mainly, I asked Christine about the Porsche GT that the woman borrowed, because the two guys in Blue Storm lost it. I have to ask for some interest to go back. Otherwise I would be too unrighteous. This pocket watch... It looks a bit old, but it is a mechanical watch anyway, it should be worth some money, hehe... "

Everyone on the side showed a barely stiff smile, eyes full of understanding.

Yang Chen touched a watch, before standing up, he reached out and touched Robert's other pocket for a while, and took out something, which was actually a pack of Marlboro cigarettes!

"**!" Yang Chen exploded and threw the cigarette on the ground. A person squatted there and muttered, "Dignified director of fbi, the cigarette smoked is not inferior to Brother's two-dollar cigarettes, really stingy. Why don’t you put a wallet in your pocket...