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The domineering Mercedes-Benz Big G motorcade drove away.

A group of officials from Tengyuan County said goodbye to Chen Hao in front of the staff dormitory.

Chen Hao didn't let them see him off.

Li Kexin stared blankly at the motorcade going away. For the first time, she experienced what it was like to fall in love with someone, but it ended like this. She couldn't help but burst into tears.

Marry love.

Not every girl is so lucky.

Li Kexin squatted down, covered her face and cried.

Wang Juan and Li Yunlai didn't know how to comfort their daughter.

On the other side, Lao Zheng remembered the "joke" Chen Hao said that night two days ago.

Could it be that Xiao Chen is really a wealthy boss?

With an annual salary of 200,000 yuan, the famous private school in the provincial capital offered such a good treatment to the unknown person. Could it be related to Xiao Chen?

For a time, Lao Zheng's heart was filled with ups and downs.

The eye-catching motorcade drove out of the back gate of Tengyuan No. 1 Middle School.

A group of boys and girls riding bicycles joking and joking met the convoy. They were deeply shocked and hurriedly moved to the side of the road to avoid the convoy.

"Look, it's Teacher Chen!"

A boy exclaimed, pointing to the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz G in the middle of the convoy.

More than a dozen students stared at the spot pointed by the boy and saw Chen Hao who had the back seat to himself.

Through the car window, Chen Hao smiled at the students.

More than a dozen boys and girls were shocked.

This scene will become their eternal memory.

"Teacher Chen is gone."

A boy mumbled absentmindedly.

Others stared at the motorcade driving away, feeling sad and wanting to cry.

In the car, Chen Hao felt a little uncomfortable. After spending a year together, these students have become people he cares about, and this farewell may be forever.

The cell phone rings.

Interrupting Chen Hao's thoughts.

Chen Hao picked up the latest mobile phone produced by Haoxiang Technology and answered the call.

"They agreed to meet us on the 101st floor of Tower 2 of the World Trade Center in New York City at 8:30 a.m. on September 11th." Nasha's voice reached Chen Hao's ears.

"it is good!"

Chen Hao couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if his evil plan had succeeded.

"I don't know what your plan is, but if we really meet, it will be like throwing yourself into a trap. It will be too late to regret it by then. Don't expect me to save you, because I will inevitably die."

Nasha reminded Chen Hao in an unprecedented serious tone.

"I can't tell you my plan. You will know when the time comes. In short, we will not die." Chen Hao was very confident that a disaster would happen in New City on September 11th.

He had thought about preventing this disaster.

But he finally gave up the idea.

Cold blooded?

cruel?

Chen Hao pouted.

Some people in the West have pushed hundreds of thousands or even millions of people into the flames of war for the sake of profit. Compared with these people, he is far from worthy of such adjectives as cruel and shameless.

Use this disaster to deal with the mysterious forces and GJ society that Nasha once worked for.

This is his plan.

"See you in New City on September 11th."

Chen Hao hung up the phone.

Newtown.

under night.

Nasha, standing on the top of the Empire State Building in New City, looked at the Twin Towers in the distance. She frowned and thought for a long time, then slowly shook her head. She really couldn't figure out how Chen Hao could deal with such a powerful enemy.

...............

September 11th.

New York City is sunny and sunny.

In a building adjacent to the twin towers, Nasha observed the entrance to the first floor of Tower 2 and the entrance to the underground garage. Many men in black appeared around each entrance.

eight thirty.

More than 20 motorcades drove into the underground garage of Tower 2.

Nasha contacted Chen Hao using an encrypted satellite phone.

"Everything that is supposed to come has come."

"Okay, let's meet at the southeast gate of Tower 2 at 8:50."

"A blatant meeting?"

"Correct!"

Chen Hao's answer left Nasha speechless.

Twenty minutes later, Nasha and Chen Hao met in front of Tower No. 2.

Chen Hao handed a backpack to Nasha and said with a smile: "Put it on."

"What is this?" Nasha frowned and looked at the backpack.

Chen Hao said: "Gliding parachute."

"you……"

Nasha's face changed suddenly, and she concluded that Chen Hao was going to blow up the building. Because there were people around watching her and Chen Hao, she didn't say what she said.

Blow up buildings.

The blasting point must be calculated.

Then install explosives at dozens or even hundreds of blasting points.

It is difficult to destroy skyscrapers like the "Twin Towers" that have been carefully designed by many designers through random explosions.

"I know what you are thinking, but what happens next is beyond your imagination." Chen Hao is not trying to show off, and he can only keep his predictions about the future deep in his heart.

At this time, more than ten men in black gathered around.

"I hope it is as you said."

Nasha took a deep look at Chen Hao.

At this point, she had no choice, so she packed her umbrella bag.

Tower 2, 101st floor.

In the gorgeous hall, four mysterious men in black robes and metal masks, the twelve giant elders of the GJ Zion Presbyterian Church, and dozens of men in black were waiting for Chen Haonasha.

There are a total of thirteen giants in the GJ Association, except for Steven Rockefeller, who has recently joined the Zion Presbyterian Church.

Any one of them can influence the world, but at this moment, they stand in awe behind four mysterious people wearing metal masks and black robes.

In their minds, the four black-robed messengers represent the most mysterious existences in the world.

This mysterious existence created the GJ society, and for thousands of years, it has made countless powerful people bow their heads and willingly become slaves.

A dozen men in black brought Chen Haonasha into the hall.

The twelve giants of the GJ Club were surprised, and then looked at each other. They did not expect that the black-robed messenger asked them to come here to meet Chen Hao.

Chen Haonasha came to the center of the hall and faced dozens of people.

"Now that you're here, show up!"

Nasha shouted.

Two tightly closed ornate wooden doors opened behind dozens of people.

The twelve giants of the GJ Club turned around and saw three high-backed chairs placed inside the two opened doors, with three old men in white robes sitting on the chairs.

Dozens of people stood on either side and behind the three old men, most of them wearing metal masks and hooded black robes.

"Those are the three old men?"

Chen Hao asked Nasha in a low voice.

Nasha said expressionlessly: "Three of the seven old guys."

old man.

Chen Hao understands what this title means.

"Only three came..."

Chen Hao was not satisfied.

"If I hadn't worked hard this year, let alone three, you wouldn't have seen even one in this life." Nasha glanced at Chen Hao, showing her cold and arrogant nature.

"Who are those people standing without masks or black robes?"

"Same as me before."

Nasha's words moved Chen Hao.

Chen Hao had no idea how terrifying the three old guys sitting there were, but with the same existence as Nasha, anyone could kill him easily.

"If something goes wrong with your plan, you and I will die."

Nasha's expression remained calm when she said this.

"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Chen Hao is full of confidence.

Nasha was about to say something but stopped, saying that if she comes, she will make peace with it, otherwise she will die.