president's president

A group of people drew up a simple plan nervously and quickly, and then quietly started to move.

With the information that Li Weike detected before, the siege went on incredibly easily - it was like getting a strategy in a game before going to the dungeon, plus the operation of the elite agents was extremely sharp, and after rescuing the hostages, almost Few people were injured.

Li Weike looked at the terrorists who were brought down by the police and tightly tied up in a pile, and in his heart he despised the Madonna style of the government agencies, but he didn't say much.

He is a businessman, not a perverted murderer, since these people have the ability to use a gun to open a passage among a group of gangsters with live ammunition, why is he not happy.

The rescue team gathered at the top of the stairs to rest for a while, but no one dared to really relax. After all, everyone knew that those guarding the 100th floor were just some small shrimps. A real tough fight.

And what about the top floor now?

Ah, what a harmonious scene.

The atmosphere on the top floor was just right, and Constantine acted like a well-bred gentleman, smiling politely for the camera.

"Miss reporter, have you ever seen such a beautiful picture?"

In the meeting room of the Pentagon, all the heads of the family had already dispersed, and the camera directly connected to the terrorists had been transferred to the reporter team. Now it was a beautiful host well-known to the people of the United States who was directly talking to Constantine.

You Suowei was still hiding in the hall, he frowned and glanced at the power of the prince in his hand - it was already a bit bad.

If Li Weike hadn't led the rescuers to the top floor when the power dropped to [-]%, he might have no choice but to fight these terrorists to the death...

Or get caught?

He rubbed his chin, which was a good idea. In short, when he was desperate, the first thing to think about was how to survive, right?

He quietly watched Konstantin show off his stupidity to the camera, holding the phone tightly in his hand——From the news sent back by Vik, at least all the hostages on the 100th floor have been transferred, plus Those who went out, the cards in the hands of this group are really running out.

However, he should have known earlier that fate would never give him a too smooth ending at this time.

"Beautiful lady... you ask me what I want to do? I can't believe what kind of ignorance is contained in such a beautiful head?"

Constantine spoke maliciously in a low voice, and the beautiful female reporter on the other side of the video had a slightly stiff smile, but she maintained her demeanor very well, and was careful not to offend him.

"Then sir, can you give me and the audience some clarification? You put up such a big battle, but it seems that the number of hostages is not that impressive."

"Yeah," Constantine replied nonchalantly, "There are always people who want to do stupid things like superheroes... What does it matter, today we will shock the world, run away a few little mice, it doesn't matter at all It's important. As long as..." He grinned and showed his white teeth, "The most important people are still there."

Seeing the slightly puzzled expression of the female reporter, he explained generously: "It seems that my dear National Security Bureau hasn't announced the list to you yet? Oh, it's such a pity, that's the most exciting part of tonight Woolen cloth."

Constantine seemed to casually uttered a few thunderous names, and with his other hand, he nodded over the heads of the prisoners in the hall who were described as embarrassing like a conductor: "Look, look, ma'am, these are the people who control your daily life at every turn. The oil price guys are like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered." He sang an unknown piece of music softly, as if returning from hell like a demon with revenge in heaven, "seriously, you should thank me, this will really be The most splendid and expensive fireworks you will ever see in your life."

The female reporter was shocked: "You...you mean..."

"Yeah, yeah," the terrorist leader shook his head impatiently, "what a great idea, isn't it? Ah... what a shame, I almost forgot to introduce you to the most important guest of the night—just It's a pity that he doesn't know where he has gone now, what a pity."

The blond girl whispered: "Are you talking about those Patriarchs? Maybe they are no longer among your hostages..."

"Nonono, Mydeargirl," the man tilted his head and shook his finger, not shying away from his mistakes, "You are so naive girl, how do you think those little mice that passed the corridor escaped from under my nose?"

"Our honorable gentleman, but a poor chap who admires such heroism. I still have these people, and he won't go first... God, I know them all too well, really Painfully stupid."

He lifted his chin and flashed a lazy, ambiguous smile to the camera.

At the same time, this dialogue has already spread throughout the streets and alleys of the country in the form of an emergency broadcast. He was full of displeasure, but was immediately stunned by the imminent situation.

"Oh God, come on Jack, my God, look at the news!"

"Dad, Mom!"

"My God, who is this? Is another stronger terrorist force rising?!"

"No no no, this is not true! How is this possible! What is the government doing?!"

"what……"

The cry of collapse, the voice of calling God, and the unbelievable shouts filled many families in an instant. The citizens of the Federation have been at ease for a long time. The accident in 2001 has long been in the memory. The fear is still vivid in his memory, but he does not believe that the growing empire will encounter such misfortune again.

Yet tonight's greater event has brought with it an even greater wave of fear and anger.

And this is exactly what the gang of terrorists are most happy to see.

In this era, even the most ordinary neighbors on our streets do not have a little understanding and attention to national affairs, so even if they are ignorant, they can vaguely realize that those words that are often repeated even in their ears The names of the giant crocodiles, and what kind of harm they will cause to the world when a group of terrorists appear.

Great Depression?

Perhaps, the hellish disaster of that year will really reappear.

"Zi Pei! Oh...Zi Pei!" In the farm on the outskirts of New York, Ye Lanxi was holding the remote control in her hand, her knuckles turned white from the force.She tightly covered her mouth with her other hand, and her eyes, which were always full of wisdom and understanding, showed a look of extreme worry and shock.

"What's the matter, Lanxi?" Wu Zipei had just finished his day's work and took a comfortable bath in the bathroom. He was shaking vodka with ice and walking towards this side, while yawning, no He looked at his fiancée who was out of order with comprehension.

"You...you see..."

He turned his head casually, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

The wine glass made a muffled sound when it landed on the soft, long-haired carpet, and the clear wine splashed out in the bouncing of the container, soaking a large area.

How can anyone pay attention to a wine glass?

Wu Zipei looked at the forbearing beautiful reporter and the complacent Constantine on TV with a livid face, her hands trembling violently.

He is very familiar with the magnificent hall in the picture. The day before yesterday, you mentioned to him that he might find an old friend he hadn’t seen for a long time at Kulbsky’s banquet. Showed the new building that the big Russian guy was bragging about.

It couldn't be more obvious which one this "banquet of oil tycoons gathered in Portland" is.

"Quickly, give Youjia a call."

The dormitory for girls at Tedo University.

The first-year students are required to live on campus according to regulations, and the two of them are not special. In fact, they are eager to find an opportunity to move out far away, leaving the world of two for the two brothers.

——What kind sisters!

The recreational life of college students is to surf the Internet and read books in the dormitory, but today is Saturday, and the four girls in their dormitory went to the nearby commercial street for a day in the name of contacting each other yesterday, and returned to the dormitory It was already past nine o'clock, and several of them were extremely tired. They slept until after nine o'clock this morning and didn't wake up until now.

Both Suoyan and Weiya are lively, and the other two girls are not dull. Although they have just started school, they have become friends within a few days.

One of them was thin and small, Wen Wenjing, who wore a pair of glasses and looked very delicate and innocent, but she was actually a female man, and she was also the head of their dormitory.

Master She held up his blindfold in one hand, and slammed Fang Qiu with the other: "Are you two serious? Are your brothers really a couple?"

"Of course," Suo Yan blinked and smiled, "It's a perfect match."

The other tall girl was the only one who got out of bed. She giggled and said, "I think so. Look at the looks of the two of you...you are so happy."

Wei Ya shrugged her shoulders: "The face is quite suitable, but my brother is a scum—tsk tsk, Yan Yan's brother is so good, he really took advantage of him."

Tongue stuck out: "No, when I received a call from Brother Zichu, I really wanted to rush to Hong Kong Island and chop him into pieces."

Now the other two girls are interested. Girls who are top-notch gossip, especially for rotten girls. What could be a hotter topic than the love and hatred between two handsome guys in reality? .

The younger sisters didn't have the consciousness to protect brother's privacy, and the girl from the journalism department had a mouth that described the dead as alive, and what she said was swaying her pigtails, so she and Wei Ya sold out her brother completely.

The head of the house and the tall man were stunned for a while, exclaimed happily, and couldn't help but hold their faces there and make various associations.

The head of the house was full of excitement: "This is simply my cutest attribute. The scumbags first attack the loyal dogs and so on, and the gentle and decisive elites suffer... Awww!"

But the tall one was annoyed: "Xiaoya, your brother is really bad, how can you just forgive him like that, brother Yan Yanjia is too pitiful."

Wei Ya said that what she said was right: "I've been used to being scumbags since I was a child, even my uncle and the others couldn't help it... Huh, when I was young, I liked to pull girls' braids and fight with big boys, so I don't have to worry about it."