"How much does Dennis pay for the lives of Chinese people?" In the darkness, a fluent English sounded in the ears of the two.
"One billion U.S. dollars." Kadir said submissively after packing up his things, and then looked up to see Guo Huai in pajamas, looking at Connor, as if he was bound by something, unable to move.
There was an explosion at the Hilton Hotel, and the Las Vegas police station became busy again. As the hotel where the contestants of the Supernatural Martial Arts Tournament stayed, there were successive shootings and explosions, which made the Supernatural Martial Arts Club Organizing Committee completely angry.
"Hilton, I don't want to listen to your explanation. I just want to know what happened to people? The Huaxia Ability Group has already complained to the organizing committee. Those Huaxia people are not easy to deal with. Why would someone trouble them? What are people doing now? That's it." Richardson, the head of the Psychic Martial Arts Association, shouted loudly into the phone in a hidden place in the Rocky Mountains of the United States.
"Mr. Richardson, this incident was an accident. It is now being investigated. The FBI came just now and said that the room of the Chinese people was attacked by rockets. We don't know who did it. Only the Chinese people The situation, I can only say that no body has been found yet." Tim Hilton thought for a while and said.
He has watched the hotel's surveillance several times. Nangong Hao and the beautiful Chinese girl are indeed in the room. If this is the case, according to the FBI, they have been blown to ashes. The dna fragments are extracted inside.
"You don't need to look for the murderer. If the FBI has news, you should tell me as soon as possible to appease the others. There are still more than ten days before the Martial Arts Association will start. I don't want this to happen again." Richardson said loudly, dare to use rockets to attack the Hilton Hotel directly in Las Vegas, Richardson has already guessed who dared, not the group of guys who are called angels.
Tim Hilton is very depressed. The Hilton Hotel has undertaken the reception work of the Supernatural Martial Arts Association for several sessions. Although there have been some minor incidents before, it has never been like this. The Chinese man deserved it He's unlucky, don't Chinese people like the golden mean? How come there is such an arrogant Chinese person.
"Zhou Zhan, Xiao Lingmo and that Nangong Hao are probably dead. Now there are only five contestants left in our Huaxia Supernatural Group Martial Arts Association. Complaining to the committee is one aspect, should we call from the country? Come one, the boy named Zhou Ting from your Zhou family seems to be good, call him here." Yin Lei said with narrowed eyes.
"I called the team leader. You don't need to worry about the good things about Xiaolingmo and Nangong. I hope that you can do your best during this supernatural martial arts meeting." Zhou Zhan said with narrowed eyes. I was stunned for a moment, could it be that there is still a reason to be immortal after being hit by a rocket? If so, the Huaxia Ability Team might have an unexpected performance in this martial arts meeting.
There are more and more police officers in front of the Hilton Hotel. Several helicopters in mid-air illuminated with huge searchlights. On the top floor of a building facing the Hilton Hotel, the two people who caused such a big commotion are now standing obediently in place, one step at a time. Also unable to move.
"I didn't expect that Xiaoye's life has already cost 100 billion Huaxia coins in China. When you come to the United States, you only give one billion dollars. Am I a failure in life?" Guo Huai leaned on the railing and looked at the two people. The person said that the helicopter took pictures in this direction several times, but they didn't see the three of them.
"Are you recruiting yourself or I will help you recall, which organization you are from, talk to me, as for that Dennis, I will go to him in the future." Guo Huai said with narrowed eyes, but Connor and Descartes The two obviously didn't plan to cooperate. The only thing they hoped now was that the helicopter could catch them. The FBI's Angel Council would naturally take care of it. This guy in front of him was a perverted pervert.
"I don't want to talk about it, then I'll do it myself." Guo Huai said, and walked to Connor's side, "You fired the bazooka at me just now. It's really a big deal." Guo Huai looked at Kang Na with his eyes. Na, from the corner of Descartes' eyes, he saw Connor's expression slowly becoming painful.
"I am Connor Jefferson, the two-winged angel of the Angel Council. This time, I have received a mission to kill Nangong Hao, a member of the Huaxia Superpower Group. The employer is gambling ** Nice, and the reward is one billion dollars. The Angel Council is the most powerful in the world." Our Angel Council has a total of 108 two-winged angels, thirty-six four-winged angels, four seraphs, and one eight-winged angel. Peripheral personnel can handle everything." Connor said with a smile like a robot.
"No, Connor, this is the secret of the Angel Council. Lord Raphael will let you live or die. Wake up." Descartes shouted loudly, but Connor didn't seem to understand Descartes' words at all. .
"Where is the Angel Council, how can I contact other members of the Angel Council?" Guo Huai asked with narrowed eyes.
"The Angel Council is here, the Angel Council is here, no, I am the winged angel of the Angel Council, I will not betray the Angel Council, Lord Raphael will bless me, I will not die, death is just a new beginning." , Connor showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and then there was no more breath.
"Haha, Chinese people, see it, Master Raphael already knows what happened here, you are dead, now it is no longer a conflict between you and Dennis, you have offended the angel council, you are dead." Descartes said with a big laugh.
Guo Huai frowned. This Connor had already been hit by his own puppet technique. He didn’t expect to be stabbed by this man named Raphael. I’m upset, really upset. If I wasn’t worried about the reincarnation of heaven, I would use mind reading It's a trick, so it's so troublesome to use it.
"Huaxia people, you're scared, right? In fact, you don't even need our Angel Council to do anything now, and you will die too. Nangong Lingmo of your Huaxia ability group was killed. You have to take full responsibility for this, haha, the master is dead. It's ridiculous that a servant is still alive." Kadir looked at Guo Huai with a slight loss of consciousness, and then said loudly.
"Hey, ignorant people will always be ignorant." Guo Huai couldn't help shaking his head, and then Xiao Lingmo appeared in front of Descartes, "This guy is the one who wants to kill us, and he's still shy."
This time it was Descartes' turn to be dumbfounded. Just now I clearly saw in the telescope that this little girl was blown up to ashes by the power of the rocket at the moment of the rocket explosion. How could she appear in front of me again without incident? The little girl is a human or a ghost.
"Bad brother, I heard what he said just now, the Angel Council, the name is really nice, they also caused trouble in China, when the people from Guoan teamed up with the people from the ability group, but let the guy named Vincent The seraphim ran away." Xiao Lingmo said with a pouted mouth.
When Descartes heard Vincent's name, his expression became richer. Now he is finished. He does not have the strength of Lord Vincent. When Vincent was seriously injured and fled back to the Angel Council from Huaxia, Huaxia was listed as the most unacceptable One of the missions, I didn't expect that I would fall down when I dealt with a few Chinese people in the United States this time.
"Master Rafael, Master Raphael is here, you are finished." Just as Guo Huai was chatting with Nangong Lingmo, an indescribable force enveloped the top floor of the building, and Xiao Lingmo stuck out his tongue to hide Behind Guo Huai, Guo Huai took out a small flying sword in his hand. This Raphael should be the eight-winged angel of the Angel Council. (end of this chapter)