The transported team arrived at the International Court of Justice smoothly. The gate was full of reporters, which was noisy. Seeing the convoy coming and rushed forward, Luo Zheng was angry and issued a defensive order without hesitation. All the light machine guns were stretched out. The black guns scared the reporters and did not dare to approach them. They pointed and talked a lot. The police officer in charge of the team quickly found Luo Zheng and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The General Administration of Counter-Terrorism and Sam's country belong to different camps, and journalists have them. However, if something happens at the gate of the International Court of Justice, the local government will not be able to take the blame. The police in charge of leading the team are the first responsible person and have to come forward to coordinate. Luo Zheng said coldly: "I suspect there are enemies among the reporters, so be careful and let them retreat."

"Okay, don't shoot first." The person in charge quickly agreed and hurriedly went to coordinate. The person in charge had seen the scene of the motorcycle attacking the convoy with his own eyes. Unexpectedly, there were dozens of light machine guns hidden in the convoy, and they would shoot at the same time, shooting together, and not leaving a single living mouth. It was definitely an elite force. If you were to shoot these reporters, it would be impossible to end.

The person in charge stepped forward and threatened. The reporters were all uncrowned kings, so how could they be afraid? They all shouted for freedom of the press and the right to interview, and rushed forward desperately. The police couldn't stop him. Luo Zheng looked at this scene coldly, with murderous aura flashing in his eyes. He felt something was wrong. The reporters were dedicated, but they would never be so crazy. There was someone behind him now.

"You can't let the reporters get close, otherwise you will find that Sean is not in the car. Find a way, and the police can't stop them." The think tank also noticed something was wrong and whispered.

"What solution?" Luo Zheng snorted disdainfully and shouted through the headset: "Snow Leopard, just give them a shuttle, just let's do it."

"I understand." The snow leopard hiding in the transport vehicle immediately agreed when she heard the order.

"Dadada" Suddenly, a round of light machine gun bullets shot towards the open space in front of the reporters. The gunshot scared everyone. Seeing the craters on the ground, the reporters calmed down and knew that this was a warning. If they moved forward, they might really open fire.

The police officer took the opportunity to shout: "Dear journalists, everyone, be quiet."

The reporters gradually became quiet under the threat of gunfire, and kept taking photos, especially the bullet holes on the ground, which were all good materials. The police officer continued to shout: "Dear reporters and friends, we have received the news that we suspect that terrorists are mixed among you. Let's disperse quickly and be careful that the other party will explode."

These words were obviously threatening. Anyway, the word "suspicion" was not true. No one could say anything afterwards, but the effect was surprisingly good. Everyone had seen many human bombs, and the media reported them a lot, and they all scattered in panic, without the madness they had just now.

Luo Zheng heard the person in charge shouting and couldn't help but laugh: "This guy is very experienced and has a good way to threaten. If the reporter continues to move forward, he can be shot dead by a terrorist. If he is beaten to death, no one can say anything. It's interesting. As expected, there are experts in any profession."

"This is called having a specialty in skills." The think tank smiled.

At this time, the police officer rushed over in a cold sweat. Luo Zheng smiled with satisfaction: "Go to the underground garage, remember to turn off all surveillance garage, clean up all personnel, in the name of counter-terrorism."

There must be many people in the garage. Maybe there are people from the Dark Church lurking inside. The next thing to do cannot be discovered by anyone, and it must be cleaned up. The police officer agreed and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie to command and convey the orders one by one. It would be a bit of talent.

A few minutes later, the underground garage was cleared out, the surveillance was closed, and the reporters blocked the road ahead were persuaded to leave. After Luo Zheng received the news, he ordered the convoy to head towards the underground garage, and then walked around the garage and came out, creating the illusion of escorting Sean to the International Court of Justice.

As long as the convoy travels around the underground garage of the International Court of Justice, in the future, Luo Zheng said that Sean has been handed over to the International Court of Justice, no one can say anything. All they want is just a form. With this form, it will be easier to do a lot of work. The convoy quickly left the International Court and returned on the same route under the escort of the armed helicopter.

On the way, Luo Zheng kept contacting the headquarters and learned that the intelligence personnel tracked down on the ground and found that some citizens had suspected motorcycles onto a transport truck. The transport truck was a decorator, and the same type of cars were all over the street, which was difficult to identify. In other words, the motorcycle was picked up by a transport truck.

The news that the motorcycle completely disappeared made Luo Zheng furious, but he was helpless. This feeling of aggrievance was crazy. He looked gloomy all the way and did not speak. The convoy returned to the headquarters smoothly. Luo Zheng locked himself in the office and did not allow anyone to disturb him. He thought alone.

This plan to lead the snake out of the hole was completely failed. Child, former president and Nester completely disappeared. The family could not use it for vain without evidence. Even if Sean accused them of the three of them, it would take a certain amount of time to suppress the three major families, and they could not force it. Luo Zheng became more and more angry as he thought about it. Suddenly, he heard the knock on the door and asked angrily: "Who? Come again later."

But the door was pushed open, Lan Xue came in. Luo Zheng looked at Lan Xue and smiled awkwardly, with a bitter face. Lan Xue closed the door understandingly and came forward, sat next to Luo Zheng and said gently: "Brothers, you said you are angry, so I'll come and see. You are not just angry, you have the desire to kill people, right?"

With a gentle tone, caring and considerate greeting, Luo Zheng's anger gradually subsided. He sighed and smiled bitterly: "I just don't want to give up. I have made such a big plan, but I have gained very little. The efforts of my brothers were in vain. After this incident, the Dark Church must have been completely hidden. I am anxious."

"Well, I know, you are anxious, and brothers are anxious, and it's useless to be anxious. Since the enemy has been hiding, we just use this period of time to cultivate and rejuvenate and fight continuously. The brothers have suffered great losses and need to cultivate well for a while." Lan Xue persuaded gently, leaning against Luo Zheng's arms.

"The Dark Church is catching the time to hide. Giving up at this time is not giving them time to hide? We should seize the time to pursue it." Luo Zheng said unwillingly.

"Yes, we don't give the enemy a breath of breath, and the key points are attached to the tactical essence. However, we have broken all the clues now, and persistence will only make the brothers nervous. Everyone is too tired during this period. They don't say it, but they have reached the limit. Are you sure you will continue?" Lan Xue reminded gently.

Luo Zheng was stunned and gently hugged Lan Xue. His anger disappeared and his emotions became much more stable. After thinking about it, he said, "Okay, I ignore these things. Listen to you. We just took the opportunity to get the wedding done."

"Uh, listen to you." Lan Xue said affectionately, holding Luo Zheng, and thousands of love turned into soft fingers, completely melting Luo Zheng's angry heart.

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