Rebirth of the Evil Life

"William, when I will lie on the ground, there will be something wrong!" Lin Feng is still communicating with William in Mandarin. In English, if it is heard by Zawahiri or his men, that would be terrible.

misfortune! Prince William understood that those who knew Lin Feng should take action, quietly walked to Mourinho's side, and whispered in crappy Mandarin. Immediately, Mourinho informed many of his players in Portuguese. Of course, do not forget to inform Capello's team. This Portuguese is a niche language, but fortunately Mourinho did not say much, just to make everyone be careful. And because of Mourinho's personality, as Mourinho's opponent, Capello can still understand a little bit of the most basic Portuguese. As for the Tottenham players, that's even more okay.

Under the cautious reminder of Capello and Mourinho, the players on both sides were prepared, but Zawahiri did not see it. Of course, if it is a normal situation, the changes between the looks of these players, Zawahiri can still detect. After all, he is specially trained for al-Qaeda members. He is a spiritual mentor and is best at observing. These players are just players. Although he tries his best to suppress the thoughts in his heart and control his emotions, he will inevitably show some signs on his face.

Fortunately, the temptation of $1 trillion made Zawahiri lose his vigilance. Especially at this moment, seeing more and more audiences about to leave, it is also the time for them to escape. At this time, all he was staring at was Lin Feng and Prince William, the rest were not important.

"Zawahri, you can also release these players, I will pay the money!" Lin Feng said.

Players? Zawahiri sneered, they naturally wanted to let go, but they couldn't let it go easily. They must be given a chance to escape.

"Lin Feng. This person is almost finished, so let's put the 30 billion dollars in my account first!" Zawahri ordered.

Although Lin Feng wants all his net worth, this trillion dollars has already made him a little bit passionate, but his cautious character made him decide to go first. After all, Lin Feng's assets exceeded one trillion U.S. dollars. But most of the assets are in stocks and real estate, and it is not so easy to cash out. Therefore, the 30 billion U.S. dollars will be put in the pocket first, and he will be able to use the money immediately after he leaves here.

As for whether there will be a transfer period for this amount of money (it was transferred on the account. But it was transferred again at the checkout every day), Zawahiri had transferred a few transfers before. Make sure that the money can be transferred. Of course, what Zawahiri didn't know was that the initial $4 billion was cash in Lin Feng's personal account. Therefore, it can naturally be transferred. But the money from the ‘Second Bank’ cannot be transferred. It's a pity that Zawahiri only turned the first few strokes, and the latter was too troublesome, and Lin Feng was always nagging, so he didn't turn it again.

Of course, what Zawahri didn't even realize was. Subconsciously, he also believed in Lin Feng's reputation. Since Lin Feng said that he would give money, he would definitely give it. Lin Feng's reputation sometimes does give people a certain illusion.

Lin Feng didn't look at'Chi You', but walked slowly to the notebook and began to enter numbers, but he was conceiving in his mind how Chi You would act.

"Hey, did you lose well?" Zawahiri walked over to check whether the money had arrived.

at this time. Suddenly there was a loud noise.

Suddenly, a violent explosion occurred in one of the stands of Upton Park Stadium. The whole stand collapsed in half, and huge smoke came to the face.

what happened! Is the bomb I arranged wrong? Zawahiri was surprised. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his hand, and the palm of his hand controlling the remote was hit by a bullet.

"Enemy attack!" Zawahiri reacted immediately. Yelled.

bad! Qinglong's face sank. The Xuanwu bullet failed to hit Zawahiri's thumb just now, and it deviated by one inch. Although it was only one inch, it caused a fatal mistake in the whole plan. But already, it can't be hidden anymore.

"Bang!" Chi You's team all showed their bodies and shot the Al Qaeda members around the stadium. Not counting Zawahiri, there are 26 al-Qaeda members in total. There are 16 of them. Half of them want to suppress al-Qaeda members who are rushing in the stands, and the remaining half have to deal with 26 people, one person. At least 4 people have to be dealt with. This is very difficult, and a little mistake can cause countless deaths and injuries. However, "Chi You" are all elites among the elites, masters of the masters, and they are confident to deal with these 26 people.

But what about the remote control in Zawahri's hand? Qinglong had already yelled, and dashed at his feet. He is a Shaolin disciple. Although he has never learned the light work of floating on water in martial arts novels and Ta Xue Wuhen, which is too mysterious, he has exploded into the potential of his whole body in a short time, and one step is enough to match the seven or eight steps of ordinary people.

But he is too far away from Zawahri. At this moment, Zawahiri also realized that these people should be the ones that Lin Feng arranged to come in. Although he doesn't know how they got in, but **** it! Lin Feng, **** you!

"Lin Feng, go to hell!" Zawahiri was about to press the button to directly blow Lin Feng to pieces. There are four buttons in his remote control, two of which are pressed, Tottenham and West Ham team members will explode to pieces, and the other two, one is Lin Feng and the other is Prince William. What he is pressing now is Lin Feng's button!

auzw.com $1 trillion he doesn't want it! Under the threat of life, $1 trillion is useless.

bad! Qinglong raised his breath again, but after all, he was just a human, not a god. He was nearly 100 meters away from Zawahiri. It only took 7 seconds to rush over, but when Zawahiri pressed it down, it only took 1 second. Even if Zawahiri's left hand has been severely injured, it takes no more than 2 seconds to press the button.

Do not! Qinglong's eyes were red.

Lin Feng was also in a hurry, but Zawahri was still a little far away from Lin Feng. He wanted to walk over to see if the money was in the account, but Chi You launched an attack ahead of time. Of course, "Chi You" is also afraid that Zawahiri and Lin Feng would be too close, and he would accidentally hurt Lin Feng. As a result, Lin Feng wanted to rush over, but he couldn't help it. If Zawahiri injured his left hand by Lin Feng's side, Lin Feng would be able to save himself. However, there is still 10 meters away from Lin Feng, no matter how fast Lin Feng is, there is no way.

At this time, who can save Lin Feng?

"Go to hell!" Suddenly, with a loud shout, a figure jumped up and threw Zawahiri directly from the side.

William! It's Prince William! He was already squatting between Zawahiri and Lin Feng. As a member of the royal family and the future King of England, he has always received various trainings and courses in dealing with terrorist attacks. Therefore, he is very courageous. He has been paying attention to Zawahiri. After the big explosion, he felt an opportunity, and quietly moved a little distance, ready to deal with Zawahiri. Seeing that Zawahiri was about to press the button at this moment, he immediately jumped over.

The two "Guru" rolled into a ball, and the remote control in Zawahiri's hand was knocked out. However, Zawahiri was fierce. After being knocked down, he kicked Prince William directly, kicked him out, and then rushed towards the remote control again. In the collision just now, the remote control was only more than 1 meter away from him, and Lin Feng, who was flying over at the moment, was still four or five meters away.

"Lin Feng, you are dead!" Zawahiri saw the remote control that was already within reach, grinning at Lin Feng. Instead of picking up the remote control, he directly pressed his finger upwards. As long as Lin Feng dies, the riot will be subdued. Lin Feng's death was enough to shock everyone. And he still has a bargaining chip in his hand, as long as the remote control is in hand, no one dare to move. As for Lin Feng's people, Zawahiri believed that at the moment Lin Feng died, his own people would definitely kill them. He knew exactly where Lin Feng was in these people's hearts. If they watched Lin Feng being blown to pieces, they would definitely be stunned. And at this moment, the elite fighters under him were enough to kill them.

But just as Zawahiri was about to press the remote control, his body was suddenly pressed like Mount Tai, and he vomited blood directly.

Mourinho! It was Mourinho who rushed over, directly hitting the top of the Tarzan, and swooping down on Zawahiri. This time, Zawahiri really gave a heavy blow, vomiting blood for three liters. Although Mourinho is only the head coach, but his skills are extremely agile, of course, the most important thing is that he is a little blessed, so swooping down, Zawahiri suffers.

However, Zawahiri had his eyes filled with blood, and he got up with blood foaming at the mouth, struggling to pat the remote control close at hand. Damn, he doesn't care about anything now, all these people are going to die. He was already stunned. He didn't expect that not only Prince William was rebelling, but Mourinho actually dared to resist.

At this time, Mourinho has no ability to stand up and stop. The swoop just now, although mighty, but he was injured a lot, and he was unable to stand up.

"Haha, die!" Zawahiri pressed desperately.

dead! Zawahiri grinned.

But the feeling he photographed was not right. It was a bit hard and thick. This was not the touch of the remote control. Zawahiri glared, and a leather shoe appeared in front of him.

this is.

Zawahiri looked up, and Lin Feng smiled at him.

It turned out that Lin Feng finally rushed to the corner. It is impossible to **** the remote control, but it is still possible to kick it away.

"Asshole!" Zawahri yelled, and he was about to take his gun from his pocket.

"Zawahiri, I'm in front of you, if you still let you take a gun, wouldn't I be too incompetent!" Lin Feng smiled, and then stepped on the back of his instep with another foot. Of course, there is a wounded left hand between the two feet.

"Ah" Zawahri screamed suddenly. (. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Please go to read it for mobile phone users.)