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"That teacher Zhen En is very powerful, and..."

Zhang Chengze's wife looked worried when she thought of Chen Hao.

"No matter how powerful he is, he is still made of flesh and blood and cannot block gunfire. Furthermore...even if he dies here, China cannot do anything to us. They cannot fall out with us over a dead person. As far as I know, the top brass of China There are many people who hope he disappears forever."

Zhang Chengze mentioned Chen Hao with disdain on his face.

Country C is his territory.

He can mobilize thousands of troops and use all kinds of powerful weapons. Unless Chen Xiaozi is a god, he will inevitably die.

"Now that you've made up your mind, I don't have much left."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Zhang Chengze held his wife's hand with confidence.

under night.

The motorcade moved away from Longcheng's official residence.

In the official residence, Villa No. 1, Chen Hao took a bath, went to bed and closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly he frowned, opened his eyes and stared at the air outlet of the air conditioner.

Light smoke spewed out from the air outlet.

Chen Hao held his breath, his thoughts racing.

The only person in country C who hated him and dared to take risks to attack him was Zhang Chengze.

In just a minute or two, the entire bedroom was filled with smoke.

Chen Hao pretended to be unconscious.

The door to the outer room opened quietly, and two killers in black clothes and gas masks sneaked in.

With a slim figure and braided hair, the killer is obviously a woman.

The two men pulled out pistols equipped with silencers from their waists and slowly pulled the pistol slides for fear of making any noise.

With the bullets loaded, the two of them cautiously approached the bedroom door. They leaned on both sides of the door, one on the left and the other on the right, and stared at each other for a few seconds.

A female killer carefully turned the door handle.

Another female killer is ready to shoot at any moment.

The bedroom door was pushed open by the female killer.

Another female killer pointed her gun at the door, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief when they found Chen Hao lying motionless on the bed, and then had the same idea... nothing more.

The two of them looked at each other, entered the bedroom, closed the door gently, and then fired, with flames constantly spurting out from the muzzle.

The duvet covering Chen Hao's body suddenly had more than a dozen bullet holes, and feathers flew everywhere.

click!

Both men's pistols were empty of bullets at the same time.

After firing nearly twenty rounds of bullets, not to mention a human being, even an adult elephant would definitely die.

A female killer walked to the bed and lifted the quilt.

The quilts and sheets were white, without a trace of blood.

The female killer was surprised.

Chen Hao suddenly sat up.

This extremely unexpected and bizarre scene inspired the two female killers to scream in surprise and subconsciously step back.

Chen Hao was as quick as a ghost to bully them in front of them.

boom!

Two wooden doors to the bedroom were shattered.

The two female killers flew out of the bedroom, fell to the ground, opened their mouths and vomited blood, unable to get up.

Chen Hao had no expression on his face as he walked towards the two female killers, picked up his mobile phone and recorded the video while asking, "Who sent you here?"

Wearing gas masks, the two female killers looked at each other again.

Do you want to commit suicide?

They find the answer in each other's eyes.

Bang bang bang... all the window glass in the room shattered, and more than a dozen grenades flew in and rolled after landing.

Bullets can't kill Chen Hao, and neither can grenades.

Chen Hao swayed and disappeared.

The two female killers were dumbfounded.

boom!

Boom!

The grenades exploded one after another.

On the third floor of Villa No. 1, dust and various debris and flames spurted out from the window with a terrifying sound, breaking the tranquility.

In the pine forest surrounding the villa, a large number of armed soldiers rushed out.

The officer leading the team looked up and stared at the third floor of the villa.

"Go in and check!"

The officer ordered.

A group of soldiers is about to enter the villa.

"Don't look at it."

Chen Hao's voice came.

The officer was stunned and looked at the sound.

On the highest spire of the villa, Chen Hao stood with his hands behind his hands, the cold wind blowing his shoulder-length hair and black windbreaker.

Since his return, he has not cut his hair short, and his long hair looks more mature.

Below, more than a hundred people looked up at Chen Hao.

In the eyes of these people, Chen Hao at this moment is particularly cold and domineering, comparable to the peerless strong men who stand proudly in movies and TV series.

"kill him!"

The officer ordered again.

More than a hundred people raised their guns.

Chen Hao was fearless.

Gunfire rang out.

The bullets fired from the Type 88 assault rifles were like lines of fire intertwining in the night sky.

The Country C Type 88 assault rifle is a replica of the E-made AK74. It is extremely powerful but has poor shooting accuracy.

If more than a hundred people shoot at the same target, it doesn't matter if the accuracy is different.

What they cannot accept is that the target disappears into thin air.

Hundreds of rounds of ammunition were wasted.

Some people were surprised.

Some people are overwhelmed.

The major officer leading the team stared at the roof of the villa and frowned.

"He's in front!"

one person exclaimed.

The major officer lowered his gaze, and the target appeared directly in front of him at some unknown time.

Chen Hao walked towards the major officer leading the team.

The major officer quickly drew his gun and pulled the trigger continuously.

Others stared at Chen Hao with wide eyes, tilting his head or turning sideways, avoiding one warhead after another with ease.

More than a hundred people were stunned.

The major officer was shocked, threw down his pistol, and grabbed the Type 88 assault rifle from the soldiers around him.

How could Chen Hao remain passive, holding his palm like a sword and slashing with domineering force.

puff!

The major officer who received Chen Hao's blow from the air was half-stretched and flew out, blood spurting out.

Chen Hao was as powerful as a god or demon, charging into the crowd.

At the same time, gunshots were heard from the middle of Longcheng's official residence.

A force stormed the place where the supreme commander lived and worked.

This unit under the General Security Administration is actually a private soldier trained by Zhang Chengze, and all of them are dead soldiers.

Hundreds of dead soldiers were selected from prisoners in various labor camps in country C.

They were not afraid of death, roaring and charging.

Dozens of black-clad guards blocking the gate kept falling down.

After a dead soldier was shot, he still rushed forward crazily and threw down a Blackstone guard, detonated a grenade, and died together.

Hundreds of dead soldiers followed one after another and blew themselves up one after another.

The guards at Longcheng's official residence, known as the strongest in the army, could not withstand such an impact, and only six or seven of them retreated through the door.

Boom!

The two doors are closed.

"Step aside!"

someone shouted.

The dead soldiers gathered in front of the gate split into two and stood on both sides of the gate, making way for them.

Zhang Chengze's brother, Zhang Chengyou, the top leader of the General Security Bureau, walked up the steps with more than a dozen personal guards.

Twenty or thirty steps were covered with corpses, stumps, and flesh and blood.

Zhang Chengyou ignored the corpse and walked forward with his head held high.

Two to three hundred dead soldiers stood in silence, waiting for orders.

"Break the door."

Zhang Chengyou ordered.

"Director, this is a blast door." An officer reminded Zhang Chengyou.

"I didn't let you break the door."

Before Zhang Chengyou finished speaking, a tank drove out of the darkness, its gun barrel facing the palace gate.

Inside the palace gate.

Twenty or thirty guards in black raised their guns, waiting for the enemy to break through.

second lower floor.

Jin Zhexun rushed into the room where Zhen En was and said urgently: "Young Marshal, you must leave the tunnel immediately!"

Zhen En, who was filled with grief, faced his father's body, shook his head and said, "I can't leave my father behind."

"Come here, protect the young commander and leave!"

Jin Zhexun yelled.

More than a dozen guards in black rushed into the room.

At this moment, there was a loud noise and the walls and ground shook.

hall.

Two explosion-proof doors were destroyed by shells fired from tanks, and shrapnel flew, overturning more than a dozen guards in black.

The other guards hurriedly got down.

Outside the door, hundreds of dead soldiers shouted excitedly.