"Yes."
The black supervisor nodded with relief and added a lot of trouble to him, which caused him to work for nearly a month without returning home. His wife and children ignored the green devil.
He has the greatest malice!
It's just that Sam has always said little. Why did he get enlightened today and know what to say to his boss.
Before the black supervisor could understand, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
This sound
A chill sprang from the soles of the feet.
Damn it, it's not Sam's voice at all, and Sam can't talk like that!
Who would he be?
...
Looking at the black executive who suddenly turned around, Fang Tong sighed There is a saying that one person can be promoted to heaven.
It seems that Nick Frey can't escape the custom of arranging such a fool to be a spy supervisor. Who would believe that he didn't order a py transaction.
Divine Shield Bureau=cotton picker warehouse=southern plantations controlled by black people=group defense
Well, it's no wonder that the nine headed snake will not understand. Fang Tong's eyes revealed that the reason for the final collapse of the Divine Shield Bureau was found.
Lift up the Browning pistol from Hapina Shun, and point the dark muzzle of the pistol at the black supervisor's eyebrow.
Now, the black supervisor was frozen in place.
"You know, I was pointed at my head by several people today."
Fang Tong sighed: "This is very impolite, very impolite, including the fact that you just talked about others behind their backs."
"Evil... Mr. Devil, please allow me to remind you that there are many sniper guns aiming at you around."
Although the black supervisor was nervous, he quickly adjusted, looked at the red dot shot on the green devil from the distant high-rise, and calmed down slightly.
Even if the Green Devil is no faster than the bullet, it can't be faster.
Now it's ten guns to one gun. The advantage lies in him!
...
"Oh? Is that so?"
Fang Tong tilts his head, sneers and pulls the trigger without hesitation.
"Pen!"
Looking at the blood blossoming on the black supervisor's forehead, as well as the round eyes staring with open eyes.
Empty the magazine!
"Unfortunately, I'm not afraid of bullets."
Fang Tong said softly that it was really cool to point a gun at someone else.
...
Seeing that the black supervisor fell limply, I did not know how many snipers fired at the same time.
The bullets flashed hundreds of meters away from Fang Tong's body. They were all large caliber sniper guns. If they were shot, even the steel plate would have to burst out of a hole.
Snipers are ready to witness the arrival of this damned demon.
But I don't want to.
Standing still in place, Fang Tong raised his head at an unobservable speed. In a moment, in the high-powered mirror of the sniper gun, there was only a shadow that gradually disappeared.
In the next second, Fang Tong reappeared at the same place, with more than ten bullets with special armour piercing warheads in his hands.
"I'm willing."
Fang Tong released his hand expressionless and let the bullet slide from his palm.
"Bang bang -"
Falling on the ground makes a clear sound.
"Next, it's my turn."
"Hum!"
Bright red beams of light streaked across the night sky.
Standing in the middle of the intersection, Fang Tong's eyes glowed red, floating half a meter off the ground, and looked up 360 degrees to circle around.
When he first fired the bullets, he observed the positions of all the snipers, and now he just cleans them up one by one.
Those snipers don't know how their opponents exist.
At the end of life, we can only see a flash of fire, and the next moment, even the pain will not be felt, and then disappear.
...
The roof of the building.
Some old buildings have open windows or stairwells.
It is scanned by laser beam in turn.
The simple structure of the wall can not stop the high temperature attack comparable to the temperature of stars.
Fang Tong noticed that the strength of his motherland people was getting stronger and stronger. From the initial 3000 degrees, it was equal to the sun's surface temperature, and was rising.
The flame temperature is usually around 1000 degrees, the filament of incandescent lamp can reach 2000 degrees, and the hottest magma temperature is close to 3000 degrees.
Fang Tong can say that he has set a new world record.
...
Distant streets.
Inside the black business car at the corner, looking at the scene in the distance, Agent Colson's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Dare in the dark.
"Thanks!"
The green devil is too powerful to catch bullets with his bare hands. Even the high frame camera cannot record the movement track of the other party, plus the supernatural ability.
Colson grabbed the walkie talkie and gave a quick command.
"Everyone, don't conflict with the Green Devil again. Let him go to avoid causing more casualties."
Nick Fry's order to Colson is to try to contact the green devil, but now look, how can it be?!
Even the good guy, Colson, can't help but secretly slander his own director. Why don't you try to contact this guy.
But good employees can't arrange their superiors.
So the idea just flashed through Agent Colson's mind.
...
Soon, the spies who received orders around chose to tolerate and avoid further conflict with the Green Devil.
Fang Tong stood in the middle of the intersection and looked around. It was quiet. I think the intersections around should be blocked and no one would come in again.
Suddenly I felt bored.
It is still in Marvel World that so many armed personnel can be dispatched. It is self-evident that who is instructing all this behind the scenes.
But now Fang Tong has not planned to contact the black brine egg, so since he has killed more than ten snipers of the other side, he does not intend to continue to kill them all.
Turn around and walk towards the black suitcases piled up into hills.
There should be a lot of gold in each suitcase. Maybe the Divine Shield Bureau can be so confident, just because it feels that Fang Tong can't take away the gold in such a busy street.
If before, Fang Tong might choose to directly melt the gold into a large piece, and then set up a statue for himself.
But now, he has a way to take away the gold.
...
Inside the Maybach
Pepper's face was a little ugly, and he was quietly observing the movements of the green devil.
Just now, the words of the other side kept turning in her mind.
"Are you... willing to dye blood for dear Tony's hands?"
"If one day Tony's life was in danger, how would you save him?"
A series of things happened today are very abnormal, too wrong.
How could the green devil know Tony's position and what he meant by what he said.
Before Pepper could understand, the green devil who had just finished the demonstration against the Divine Shield Bureau outside seemed to feel Pepper's sight through the peep proof window.
Twist your face to look over and show a ferocious smile.
...
"Hoo!"
Pepper quickly shortened, and behind her, Harpy comforted her, "Don't worry, he can't see us or hear our voices."
"I'm not sure if it's true, he's very powerful..."
Pepper didn't finish.
Then she opened her eyes wide because she saw a magical scene.
The hundreds of boxes of gold placed beside the fire hydrant began to disappear rapidly as the green devil approached.
As soon as the green devil's hand touched the box, it disappeared.
Maybe the devil thought the speed was too slow, so he simply lay down on it.
Casual and natural.
"This... What's going on here?!"
Pepper has always adhered to the world view.
There is a cave in.