Ultimate Pawn

"What about Mr. Chen? Who saw him?" Qiu Yiren asked hurriedly, looking at the bodyguards around him.

The bodyguards nodded complicatedly, no one knew where he was.

The fighting outside was too fierce, with heavy firepower intertwined, and no one dared to go out. Going out was to die.

Therefore, no one saw Mr. Chen.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were solemn, and anxiously, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Mr. Chen's number!

But, the phone rang for a long time... but there was no answer?

Qiu Yiren's heart was a little anxious, and he made several more calls, but the other party was still...no answer? ?

This? !

Qiu Yi's heart was a little anxious and nervous.

Mr. Chen, nothing will happen, right? !

Just now, in order to protect himself... alone, he fought **** battles with those murderers!

At this time, the group of murderers died. But he also disappeared?

But at this time, Qiuyi couldn't tolerate more thoughts.

The security building staff...have begun to process the remains at the scene.

Another group of security team staff took the Qiu Yi people into a specially encrypted security car and asked them at the beginning.

"The people who assassinated me...who are they?" Before asking, Qiu Yiren asked solemnly with complicated eyes!

"They are from overseas armed forces. I'm sorry, but I am sorry that I can't disclose them in detail." The staff member sat in the car and said solemnly.

"My personal security director, Mr. Chen Zongheng, he is gone. Can you help me find his position?!" Qiu Yiren asked suddenly with her beautiful eyes a little hurried.

She wanted to try to find Mr. Chen's whereabouts through the security building.

"Miss Qiu, don't worry, our staff will take care of these things. Anyone involved will be found."

"Next, please cooperate with our work. We will make a simple inquiry for you. Please tell us what you see and know on the spot..."

...

However, at this time.

It is 100 kilometers away from Shanghai and Haicheng District.

A red Ducati 959 locomotive is racing on the road at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour!

Chen Zongheng looked calm and indifferent, lying on the seat of the locomotive, the accelerator of his right hand had been screwed to the limit!

He didn't wear a helmet, and he didn't wear any protective clothing! So naked and muscular upper body, lying on the locomotive, galloping past!

The entire Ducati locomotive is flying like a devil, flying close to the ground! !

400 kilometers extremely!

At this speed, if you are a little careless, it is... car crashes and death!

Heavy locomotives are known as the number one killer on highways.

Nickname: meat wrapped in iron.

The flesh and blood of the human body, riding on a motorcycle, is not the flesh wrapped in iron skin?

There is a little safety measure when the car is involved in a car accident.

As long as there is an outer body iron frame, and airbags.

It can be a heavy-duty motorcycle without any airbags. Once an accident occurs, the driver will be thrown out and die directly!

On the street, on the highway.

A traffic worker is sitting on a street chair, holding a glass of Coke, and a hamburger, eating lunch.

The four-way intersection here is where accidents happen frequently, so this staff member has been stationed here for a long time. A speedometer is used to check the speed of passing vehicles and give a warning if it exceeds speed.

But just as he was eating Coke and Hamburg... Suddenly, in the distance... a roar came from far to near...!

The staff looked shocked, and the moment they looked up... "Swish&...!" A red glow... directly dashed past his eyes! !

"Dididi......!!!" The speed measuring instrument on the side flashed wildly in an instant!

The staff member turned his head abruptly, and a number appeared on the speedometer screen: 420!

"Fuck?!" The staff's complexion changed abruptly and suddenly stood up from the chair!

Speeding, 420 kilometers? !

What the **** is this... !

Is it a ground plane? ! !

The staff's complexion changed suddenly, and he slammed on his motorcycle, sirens blaring, and chased toward the street ahead!

It’s just that he’s afraid that in this life... he won’t have a chance to catch up with that motorcycle...

...

At the same time, a small coastal port is one hundred kilometers away from Shanghai and Shanghai.

A black helicopter is parked on the ground in the port.

Inside the helicopter, several foreign men were sitting in the cockpit of the helicopter, waiting urgently.

In this mission, they forged the helicopter's entry number, and then sneaked into China through the cruise ship.

However, they cannot stay too long.

Because Yanxia officials will soon be able to find out their traces.

At that time, I am afraid that everyone will not be able to escape.

At this time, in the helicopter, two foreign pilots were constantly calling their ‘commander’’s phone, but... the commander’s phone did not answer at all.

Lost contact completely?

"Have you contacted?" a driver asked.

The other driver looked complicated and shook his head.

All the members of the attack group sent out, forty members... all lost contact?

Are the radios disconnected?

This? !

Let the two drivers look dignified and complicated.

During the battle, the radio is disconnected...that means...

death.

But, more than forty members of the attack group are all disconnected? ?

how can that be?

Could it be that more than forty members are all dead? ?

Moreover, even the commander...

The two drivers dared not think about it any longer.

"Om~!" At this moment, suddenly...on the street outside the port, a black van hurriedly came!

The van was speeding wildly, Hawkeye sat in the cab, slammed on the accelerator, and galloped towards the helicopter...!

"Dididi!" Hawkeye honked the horn while driving the car frantically to remind the pilot in the helicopter!

"It's our people! Our convoy is here!" Inside the helicopter, the two drivers' expressions condensed, and the slightest anxiety in their hearts finally relaxed.

The convoy of the ground attack team arrived.

It seems that the attack group should have completed the task and returned in triumph.

At the same time, the van came in abruptly, abruptly braked, and stopped in front of the helicopter.

The van door pushed open, Eagle Eyes covered the **** wound in his mouth, and rushed out of the car trembling.

Huh~! When seeing this scene, the two pilots in the helicopter were shocked? ?

What... Only the sniper Hawkeye is in the car? ?

What about the rest of the members?

What about the captured Qiuyi? ?

"What's the matter? What about the others?!" In the helicopter, the two pilots looked surprised and questioned!

Hawkeye was holding his mouth full of blood, shaking, step by step... climbed into the helicopter.

"Dead...dead...all dead.

Huh~! Hearing Hawkeye's words, the expressions of the two pilots changed suddenly? ! !

Dead...dead? ?

More than forty attack group members...dead? ? ! !

how can that be!

"Quick... take off!" Hawkeye climbed onto the helicopter and sat in a chair, shouting with a weak and trembling voice.

"Yes, the commander hasn't come yet!" The two drivers said solemnly.

"He... he can't get in touch... he should, he should have sacrificed too." Hawkeye trembled.

"Don't wait... Get off the plane! It's too late... I'm afraid we won't be able to leave!"

Huh~! Hearing Hawkeye's words, the expressions of the two pilots were even more shocked, unbelievable? ! !

The commander...sacrificed too? ?

What the **** is going on? ! !

And just as the two helicopter pilots were horrified, behind...on the highway hundreds of meters away...a grumpy engine roar!

From far to near!

I saw a red dot, roaring from behind!

The helicopter pilots opened their eyes and looked in the direction of the rearview mirror? !

that…? !

Is that a red heavy locomotive? !

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