Chapter 451

This killer is Hu Fei who assassinated Wang Yong in Tiantai general road!

At that time, Wang Yong had a bloody battle in jiangjundao. Hu Fei once disguised himself as Xu Zitai's driver to meet Wang Yong. When shooting, Wang Yong noticed and broke his wrist.

However, Wang Yong let him go at that time, and he also said that he would take his daughter away to settle in Cyprus. Why are you here for no reason? And go back to your old business?

Was he just fooling Wang Yong?

impossible. Then Wang Yong denied. At that time, Wang Yong could see clearly that Hu Fei's expression and psychological fluctuation were very real, and there was no trace of lying.

Why on earth?

Hu Fei has been staring at St. Michael beside the dining table since he was subdued by the housekeeper.

So he didn't find Wang Yong here at all.

"Hurry up!" Guan Jiameng pushed Hu Fei. With a click, he pulled Hu Fei's right arm out of place.

Hu Fei snorted, a touch of hate flashed on his face, and then there was a determined crazy look burning in the depth of his eyes.

"No! This boy should not be hired, but has a grudge against St. Michael! He must have a desperate way Wang Yong was surprised and thought.

The reason why Hu Fei is so easily captured by the housekeeper is that he wants to get close to St. Michael and die with him.

Sure enough, Wang Yong was right.

Just after Hu Fei was escorted to St. Michael's, Hu Fei burst out laughing, and then had a big belly.

With a bang, the button of his coat was broken open, revealing Hu Fei's tangled hair.

*It's not like a routine, but Hu Fei made it by hand. The outer surface of the coarse package was also stained with a touch of yellow crystal powder, and a * was used to detonate inside.

"Ha ha." Seeing the poor workmanship, St. Michael and the housekeeper laughed at the same time.

Can this thing explode? Even if the explosion can produce how much power? Who are you scaring!

Different from St. Michael's reaction, Wang Yong's face changed greatly as soon as he saw the yellow crystal powder. He took a few steps back quietly and made his body close to the window.

It's not because Wang Yong is timid, but because he recognizes what it is!

Octanitrocubane!

Many people don't know what octanitrocubane is. However, those who are interested in chemistry may know that this is a strong high energy *, because its C-C bond angle is 90, and its hybrid mode is SP3 hybrid, so it is not stable in dynamics, and its decomposition products are stable CO2 and N2, and the reaction entropy increases greatly, so it is very explosive.

Generally speaking, this kind of * is far more powerful than TNT, and is known as the God and devil *.

It is made with the participation of Chinese scientists studying in the United States, and its production cost is relatively expensive, which is said to be comparable to gold. It is estimated that Hu Fei will lose his fortune in this circle.

And correspondingly, its explosion power will be amazing. The living room of such a large castle will be within the scope of the explosion.

But St. Michael obviously didn't know this fact, and still thought that Hu Fei was of inferior quality.

Saint Michael even moved forward a few steps to see what happened to the killer wrapped in black.

Hu Fei saw St. Michael's action, and he couldn't help smiling sarcastically. The start switch was held in his movable left hand.

Even if his arm is cut off, he can press the switch when his arm is out of the body.

Today is a dead end. He came here with a will to die heart!

Unless

Hu Fei didn't know what he thought of, but a touch of affection flashed in his eyes. Then his expression became more fierce. He said with a smile, "Lord Michael, you must think that the whole situation is settled now, don't you? If you think so, I can only regret to inform you that your life is coming to an end. Because in front of octanitrocubane, no creature can stop its violent explosion! Everything will turn into fly ash! Everything! Everything

Hu Fei said, feeling a little crazy, roaring and repeating the last word twice.

Both Butler and St. Michael's face changed dramatically after hearing the words octanitrocubane.

St. Michael quickly retreats, but the housekeeper is embarrassed. He is controlling Hu Fei. Can't he let Hu Fei escape?

But if you don't let go, Hu Fei starts *, and the first one involved is him.

But he did not dare to do anything, for fear of stimulating Hu Fei, let him press the blasting button now.

The housekeeper's face was not so ugly. The pride of capturing Hu Fei disappeared in an instant, only his face was full of depression and fear.

"Who sent you?" Saint Michael's eyes blinked and stopped.

He had already seen that Hu Fei had the will to die, but he didn't mean to die. Hu Fei is threatening. He wants to achieve something.

"No one sent me! I sent it myself! Originally, I lived in Cyprus, and I had no grievance or hatred with your noble Lord. Unexpectedly, Lord extended his hand to my daughter! I don't know what a child can do for you. I have only one request. Let her go! Or we'll all play together! I'm not afraid of death for my rotten life. Are you rich and noble, willing to go to hell with me? " Hu Fei face ferocious said.

Wang Yong was stunned when he heard this.

Hu Fei's daughter? Yes, Wang Yong remembers that Hu Fei said that he had an adopted daughter, for which Hu Fei was willing to wash his hands and quit the world. I didn't expect that his daughter was caught by St. Michael. What did St. Michael do with a little girl?

Wang Yong frowned and looked at St. Michael.

Saint Michael noticed that Wang Yong was looking at him with an uncomfortable expression, but he didn't explain it.

He just said, "I didn't know about it. Maybe it was my subordinates. Shall I check it for you right away? You can rest assured that Saint Michael's castle has been standing for hundreds of years, and there is still a basic bottom line in life and work! If I find out who kidnapped your daughter, I will bring him to justice on the spot! "

Saint Michael said it with dignity, as if it had nothing to do with him.

But Wang Yong, who had seen St. Michael's acting skills for a long time, only scoffed.

This guy's inner play is too bad. It's not rich enough! Even the deep heart of the kind of ignorance did not show up, failed!

Wang Yong criticizes Saint Michael's acting skills in his heart, but Hu Fei is not deceived by Saint Michael.

Hu Fei said with a smile: "do you still want to cheat me? Do you really think I'll come to you for no reason? The two men you sent to take my daughter have been killed by me. Before they died, they confided everything. It was you who ordered them! I really don't understand how a six-year-old girl from Huaxia orphanage can arouse the attention of such a big figure as you? Dear Lord, tell me, can't we change it? "

Finally, Hu Fei seems to have made a witty remark, but when he really heard the despair and powerlessness in Hu Fei's tone, he knew that he was just saying a fact.

For Hu Fei, Saint Michael is just like a mountain in front of him. If you can't turn it over and move it away, you will feel hopeless.

"Tell me, I change", simple five words tell the bottom of the little people's sorrow and helplessness.

St. Michael had no sympathy for the sadness. His face became frosty, and a strange flame leaped in his eyes. He said coldly, "change? Even if you want to change, you have to ask me if you agree with me first! I tried my best to find her. How could I let her slip out of my sight? To tell you the truth, you can't save your daughter even if you detonate these *! Her life is destined to belong to me

"Son of a bitch! I'll fight with you! " Hu Fei is irritated by St. Michael's words. He yells angrily.

He took a nostalgic look at the void, where there seemed to be his daughter's figure.

"Goodbye, pear. I can't protect you. I hope you don't meet me again in your next life! "

When the voice falls, Hu Fei's finger moves, and he will press the button to detonate.

The faces of people in the living room have changed greatly. It's too late to run even under this kind of explosion!

Only Saint Michael's face was as usual, with a sneer in his mouth, as if he didn't care about the imminent danger of death.

Then he suddenly burst out to drink, and an indescribable color appeared in his eyes.

Hu Fei, who was in front of Saint Michael, suddenly stopped, just like his body was frozen.

Eyes staring straight ahead, empty, no trace of spirituality and vitality.

"This is... Boxing! No, it's a spiritual method similar to boxing! " Wang Yong was so shocked that he couldn't help saying.

St. Michael's technique is very similar to that of Abraham's fist, but different from that of his fist. Saint Michael's spiritual shock does not have that kind of fist and foot blood, some are purely from the spiritual power of spiritual prestige.

This method should come from some religious cultivation methods. Religion pays attention to meditation, recitation and faith, and in the repetition of day after day and year after year, it makes the soul pure. It's similar to the Taoist idea.

When the mind can be controlled freely, we can use the mind spirit to carry and wash Qi and blood, and strengthen the body strength from the inside.

This is a very difficult way to practice. How many religious people in history have really practiced this kind of magic power? very few.

I didn't expect that Lord St. Michael, who was judged by Wang Yong to be incapable of martial arts, was such a figure.

It seems that Abraham's Kungfu was also learned from St. Michael, but he realized himself and made it his own.

The scene in the hall has changed between Wang Yong's thoughts.

Hu Fei only delayed for a second, he had lost everything.

The housekeeper broke Hu Fei's left wrist with a click. Morimori's white bone was exposed, and the whole palm was torn off cruelly, which was very terrifying.