Chapter 1789

Concert Hall.

"Is it done?"

Looking at the three Burmese scientists in the distance, Fred suffered a lot. After performing for several months, he was almost unable to play any more. During this period, he was so stressed that he woke up several times a night.

In a dream.

"Liar."

"Mean."

"Hang him. I didn't expect Fred to be like that."

"Shame."

“。。。”

He was torn down many times and became a street mouse. In the end, he was depressed all his life. Although it was different from what he expected, the result was the same. His task was over.

Next.

It's the business of the consortia.

Yes.

Everyone is happy.

No.

It has nothing to do with him. He can take a lot of money to retire and provide for the aged. As for the substitutes, there is a consortium ending up, and he doesn't need to worry about them. He has seen the plan, which is very good.

If you keep your reputation, you can spend your old age in peace.

。。。

Not for a while.

At the end of the dinner, the guests left. Before leaving, many of them took a look at the three scientists. According to their schedule, they would attend a seminar tomorrow morning and return home in the afternoon.

I don't think we have time to communicate.

Actually.

Many people still hold contempt in their hearts.

Because they have no experience of studying abroad and have never seen the world, they are all the lucky ones growing up in the primitive land, which has nothing to do with their ability. Unlike them, they have bright resumes.

Study.

I won the prize.

Work hard.

Resume, full of life.

How about three?

It is estimated that this is their first time to go abroad. Thinking of this, many people feel a little more balanced. Although the mental victory method is bullshit, it is also an effective way to adjust their mental state.

。。。

"Please."

The Swedish police are coming up again.

"Good."

Side door out.

At the front.

It's two police cars.

The rear.

There are five of them, including two secret service vehicles. They are full armed elites. Each one is very nervous. Other places are developing into small battlefields. They are under great pressure.

Twenty minutes later.

The northern suburbs.

At a manor, the motorcade stopped. This is a state guesthouse in Sweden, which is generally used for government reception. The defense is tight, and there are troops living around. Today's security is doubled.

"Welcome to our guests."

Get out of the car.

The manager here smiles.

。。。

Greece.

Manor.

"I'm living here."

"Good."

The old man said happily.

Finally.

Things back to the right track, the hands of the chips, it is clenched, and then, is to pull out the nail, to kovaro, to Sweden, to account for the previous failure.

"Do it."

"Yes."

。。。

The scene.

"Attack."

When the big guys of the military came to the scene, people were full of confidence. Of course, the first executor of this order was not them, but the military. When the absolute firepower suppression was completed, they would go on.

Order.

"Boom! Boom! Boom

"Da! Da! Da "

rob.

Guns.

In the corner of winter night in Sweden, it sounds at the same time.

"Boom!"

The factory building couldn't bear it. It collapsed a lot.

"Good."

"Hold it down."

"Go on."

“。。。”

Just now, they were beaten by the other side. They didn't dare to attack for nearly half an hour. Now I'm proud. Come on, you're the biggest one.

We have, too.

Right now.

They forget that they are the first to use them.

Three minutes.

The other side's weapons were muted for three minutes. When the attack stopped, most of the ammunition had been consumed. In their opinion, the other side must have been beaten. It is estimated that the three weapons will be scrapped.

"Go."

The command came from the headset.

Next.

Every corner of the street.

Around the factory, a figure appeared and surrounded the factory. Soon, he went over the wall, through the open space, stepped on the ruins, and carefully entered the remaining "living" factory.

"Well

When you go in.

They are petrified collectively.

"Back up!"A big drink.

He cried out a heartrending rush.

"Run."

After seeing inside, this was their common idea. They saw that the three weapons were almost scrapped, and some unused ammunition was scattered on the ground, proving that they had just won.

But.

It's in the middle of the factory.

Flash, flash.

It seems that countless red eyes are blinking. These red lights are counting down one by one. They can clearly see through the lamps they grab. They are a bunch of frightening things.

---Explosives.

Not a few.

Not dozens.

It is.

At least a hundred.

"Lying trough!"

In their hearts, countless alpacas gallop by. If they are enemies, they can send peanuts, but they can only run as far as possible, because the countdown is only one minute.

One minute.

God!

This time I really met a madman.

"Withdraw!"

"Back up."

“。。。”

He rushed out of the factory building and roared. Some of the people who were ready to catch up shook their hands and almost didn't press the trigger. When he heard the sound and saw the panic on their faces, something must have happened.

There was no hesitation.

Back.

At first it was backwards.

Soon.

After being overtaken by the people who rushed out of the factory building, I saw that I didn't care so much. I didn't have time to ask, so I ran along. After a while, the 100 meters around the factory building were empty.

"What's the matter?"

Find the shelter, and you'll have time to ask.

"Dynamite."

“？？”

"A lot, a lot, those lunatics." The interpreter wiped a cold sweat with a lingering fear. According to the power, that kind of thing piled up like a hill is enough to clear the range of tens of meters.

"Get down."

"It's going to explode."

“。。。”

。。。

Greece.

Manor.

"Hiss!"

Looking at the last picture, the old man took a breath of cool air. If the heavy firepower was good, it would be easy to finish, but if this pile of things exploded, it would be a big deal.

Because.

There's new news.

His channel also helped these people transport a lot of unidentified items. Before, he was worried about what unidentified items were. Now, it may be the red light in front of him.

It seems.

At least two tons.

Crazy.

This group of madmen, once exposed, pull him into the water, absolutely enough to eat a pot.

What to do?

He doesn't know.

According to the countdown of the shooting time, there are less than ten seconds left.

Ten.

...

nine.

Eight.

...

three.

"Two."

"One."

The old man was talking. He closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly at the scene. In his mind, he automatically made up a scene. At night, under the gaze of countless people in Sweden and the capital, the fire was shining in the sky.

There was a lot of smoke.

Concussion.

Mushroom cloud.

...

hmm?

More than ten seconds later, the old man muttered in his heart, why is there no sound?

"It didn't explode."

The housekeeper said,

open your eyes.

The picture remains the same.

One minute.

...

two minutes.

...

five minutes later, it's still like that.

“。。。”

They.

Have you been fooled?

"Go in and have a look." Hesitated, the old man ordered.

Right away.

A person with camera equipment, walked inside, over the ruins, in an instant, the pile of things appeared in the picture, the difference is that the red countdown becomes positive.

‘00:25’

“00:26”

“。。。”

That picture, incomparably dazzling.