Syke swept over Louise, swept over several other flight attendants with no face, swept over passengers with different expressions in the ordinary cabin, and some children who were scared to tears by the scenes outside. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Don't panic, if I guess correctly, it should be Tang Fang."

Tang Fang?

The whole ordinary cabin was like a pot of boiling boiling water, and screams were heard one after another.

If there are still some people who don’t know who the passenger plane is before it takes off, then after the passenger plane lands, no one will know what this name means.

First of all, because of this name, they will be rescued.

Secondly, those who care about current affairs have just told people who don’t know what they have done and what they will become.

Finally, the lawyer is his friend. Since they are friends, I think these passengers will not be worried about their lives.

Some people drew big questions in their minds. Didn’t Captain Tang be recovering from his injuries? Why did he suddenly appear at the airport in Gangadas City and even slaughter the mayor’s subordinates? His good friend Saike Bakar was standing there intact.

If he hadn't stood up for Syke, who would it be? There seems to be only one answer - Choi Eun-ho.

Captain Tang has nothing to do with Cui Enhao. Will he be angry because of his irrelevant people and offend Lord Khanaru?

Louise remembers that when Syke Baccar was comforting Choi Eun-ho, she said that she should recommend both parties to know each other. She just thought it was just a casual statement. After all, such a big man, how can he have time and energy to make friends with the same terrorist?

However, the scene in front of her told her that he really did it. From the deformed mecha landing to the sank of the war, no matter how he looked at it, he was avenging Choi Eun-ho.

It was like...it was like he knew everything that happened on the k383 passenger plane.

Saike shook his head and sighed: "This guy... is still so lawless."

The Viking fighter plane fell from the sky, and without saying a word, he sent all the police and military police who symbolized royal power and force to the West, searching the entire United Kingdom of Tulanx. I'm afraid that only he could do it.

At this moment, Tang Fang, who was strode to the connecting passage, took off the ghost face, and rushed to the scared official media reporter and the staff of the city hall, saying, "Continue your shooting mission."

Continue...the shooting mission?

Many people looked confused about this. What are they shooting? Are they shooting the scene of him killing?

They turned their faces and looked at the two mayors, trying to hear something from their superiors.

The answer to them is the whistling of the 40mm caliber warhead.

The sand and craters stretched out in the open space around the camera area. Flames and smoke blacked their clothes, and the hard concrete blocks beat the staff of the city hall near the periphery to the bruised face.

“Continue shooting mission.”

Tang Fang's voice crawled into his ears again, awakening most people.

The reporters tried to move their weak legs and debug camera parameters with their trembling fingers. Some of them recognized the face and then became very exciting.

Of course, no matter how wonderful the expressions on their faces were, they did not have the wonderful expressions of the big names.

Jack Stone coughed violently. Half a day later, he saw the face that had made him have nightmares all night. The saliva that was stuck in his throat accidentally poured into his trachea, and he choked on himself.

Zuo Tenglei's face was very white, like the newly applied putty powder on the wall, and he did not see the kindness of his fellow villagers at all.

"Ya, Mr. Mayor, we're meeting again." Tang Fang said with a slight smile: "Thanks to your magnetic levitation vehicle, I can survive the terrorist attack last night."

There is no doubt that literally, this is a word of thanks, but hearing Jack Stone's ears were more harsh than the ghost scream in the middle of the night. The face opposite was sandwiched against the background of a runway full of blood and corpses, which was even more gloomy than the demon of the abyss.

"Why are you...why are you here? What are you...doing?"

He tried his best to keep himself calm. Unfortunately, all efforts were in vain.

"I heard that there was a good show here, so I came here to support the two mayors."

Supporting the show? Bullshit, this kid is clearly here to kill people. Whether it is Jack Stone or Zuo Tenglei, he knows that he is talking nonsense.

"Do you know, doing this is a blatant confrontation with the government!" Jerry Washington said with a stern look: "Even if you have the support of His Highness the Regent..."

The police chief couldn't continue and a black sword pierced his chest.

The sword also went quickly and returned quickly. A thread of red flowed down the shiny blade, gathering into a blood bead at the tip of the sword, falling on the shattered glass curtain wall fragments, and falling into countless small red spots.

He covered his wound and knelt on the ground with a thud. He then lay down sideways, looking at the increasingly distant face with a blank look, his lips stammering a few times, as if he was about to say something, but no one heard the content clearly.

Until the blood spread under the police uniform and filled the gaps between the fragments of the curtain wall, the justice police chief finally took his last breath and reunite with those obedient younger brothers.

Today is destined to be a lively day, at least for Grandma Meng.

The reporters next to them felt a layer of fine goose bumps on the surface of their skin, and many people unconsciously closed their arms, especially the female staff in the city hall. Their originally delicate facial features were twisted and deformed. They wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, they wanted to scream but didn't dare to scream, they wanted to run but didn't dare to run. They could only cover their mouths and lower their heads to look at what was happening before.

He just killed someone.

Take a long sword from the black armored man and send it to the police chief's chest casually, like killing a chicken.

He was too lazy to listen to the police chief finishing his words.

Jerry Washington at least has the title of baron, and is still the number one person on the power field in Gangadas City, but he died like that, facing the camera lens, and died without dignity.

Ignoring those horrifying gazes, he gently pulled a sword flower to the Dark Particle Long Sword and suddenly stabbed Zuo Tenglei's thigh.

Blood shot out from the trousers, and the deputy mayor snorted and sat down to the ground.

"Oh, I missed it for a while and didn't get the right place. Sorry, sorry..."

This is a naked humiliation.

"Why do you need to do this?" Zuo Tenglei roared: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

"Is there any consequence?" Tang Fang said: "What consequences will there be?"

He pointed to the reporters and said, "Who are you here to tell me what the consequences will be."

Who would speak for the mayor at this time? No one!

Those military police and police are role models, and Jerry, who has not yet been cold, is the benchmark. Anyone can see that Captain Tang has a calm face and his tone of voice is not angry, but he does not hide the anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

So people came to the conclusion that he was here to avenge Choi Eun-ho, and anyone who dared to obstruct him would become the burial objects of the two mayors.

"Why do you have to help a terrorist come forward? He is not worth your doing this at all!" Zuo Tenglei said: "This kind of thing happens every minute and every second, can you keep it under control?"

Tang Fang said: "Of course I can't control it, but what happened in front of me must be controlled, so my mood will get better. So, you are really unlucky."

Zuo Tenglei pressed the wound hard, and the blood could not be suppressed at all. The sword just now pierced his leg artery. If he left it alone, he would have to die of excessive blood loss.

What he couldn't accept was that Tang Fang did not pierce his heart with a sword like he did when he treated Jerry Washington, and the sword was taken back and there was no intention of handing it out again. In other words, this kid clearly wanted him to bleed and die in infinite fear.

"You...you devil!"

Tang Fang looked at him with pity and said, "I have heard such a title more than once today. I am called the devil 'devil'. That feeling... is really great."

His speaking speed was not fast, he was very peaceful, and he could not hear any passion, even though he used the word "excellent".

His expression was very serious, as if the old professor was giving academic reports. It was a bit boring, but very practical.

"This is not fair," Zuo Tenglei said: "Maybe I'm at fault, but I won't die."

"The law determines the life and death of the people, and you decide the life and death of the law. I decide your life and death, which is fair."

Zuo Tenglei's mouth moved for a while before saying, "You lunatic... Your Majesty the King will definitely not let you go."

Just like killing Vladimir at the door of "Khanos" was to hit Prince Tyron in the face, and he did it now. There is no doubt that he was hitting the face of Xhoo Will.

"This is a blasphemy of the royal power and a contempt for His Majesty, and you will definitely pay the price for it."

Tang Fang smiled: "I will pay the price, you can't see it anyway. The current situation is that you are paying the price for what you did just now."

"Hey. If you knew that the outcome would be like this if you didn't apologize, would you still do this?" Tang Fang squatted down and looked at his bloody thigh, and his face that was gradually losing its lust: "How does regret feel?"

"You...you..." Zuo Tenglei never thought that this kid had a ruthless style and a sharp mouth that would best sprinkle salt on people's wounds.

Tang Fang stood up and said, "If you expect those two old guys to avenge you, I just want to say... I'll call them to come, and see if I don't twist the heads of the two grandsons off as a ball."

There was an uproar at the scene, and some reporters who knew Chinese were so scared that their faces were blue.

Who is Tang Fang? How sensitive is Tang Fang's identity? Now he actually said such words in public, scolding Tulamon and Alchemn Will, and threatening to turn off their heads and kick them as the ball.

This is not a matter of family matters, nor is it a crazy talk at the dinner table. Facing so many camera lenses, he actually said such words without leaving any face for those two people. It was simply disrespectful.

He turned his face and swept through the cameras, his voice gradually getting colder: "Whoever cuts off this sentence, I will cut off his head."

Many people's originally pale faces are even more disgusting.

What exactly is he going to do? Did he deliberately provoke His Majesty the King to launch a war? What a lunatic!

Zuo Tenglei no longer knew what to say, nor did he have the strength to say anything. He lay on his back on the police chief's body, and he had already exhaled more energy and had less energy. He stepped on the gates of hell with half his foot.

"Tsk, it's so boring to die so quickly." Tang Fang turned his face toward another mayor who was scared to the ground.

Jack Stone wet his trousers until now, and he didn't know how polite he was to grab the car last night.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

As a pampered official, when did he experience such a thing? He always pointed a gun at someone else's forehead, and no one had ever put a sword on his belly.

For the first time, he was so close to death, and his ordinary face and interested gaze were like greetings from the demon.

"The sniper was arranged by Zuo Tenglei. He also gave the shooting order. Choi Eun-ho's death is nothing to do with me."

Seeing that the deputy mayor was hopeless, he directly blamed Choi Eun-ho's death on his old partner.

"I have ensured the safety of Mr. Syke Baccar's life as you ask. And... We met at 'Dicaben' last night. It's reasonable and you shouldn't kill me."

Tang Fang smiled, smiling brighter than flowers: "There is an old saying in China that a real man can't be pursued if he says anything. Since you have agreed to Cui Enhao's request, a good start and a good end is the most correct way to do it."

Jack Stone said: "But... he is dead."
To be continued...