Chapter 1673

"We killed the official journalist of Sierra Leone, got the entrance permit for the commencement ceremony of infrastructure construction in [Tianfu city], and tampered with his face and fingerprint identification. By then, he......

the Eastern European man with long hair patted [dirty bomb carrier] on the shoulder. The weak dying man had no resistance and was obviously numb.

"He's going to infiltrate the crowd as an official photojournalist and detonate a dirty bomb when junlintian and Underwood are both present, right?" Jun Xiaoyan then said with a smile from the Eastern European. His eyes were very casual and swept over Zhuang'er, whose short hair Lolita was in shock and numbness.

The man's Lolita complex is suppressed in his body. Although the girl is 21 years old, surpassing Nabokov's 12-year-old definition of Lolita, and is a new mother, she is always his girl.

Min Zhuang'er is in a daze. What are they doing? She has a jihadist father...

min Zhuang'er has lost the ability of language expression, and her eyes are slack listening to all the terrible talk.

Jun Xiaoyan launched a jihad attack, and it will be tomorrow...

the king Lintian and Underwood, as well as the leaders of all countries, will be killed.

Among them, there must be mu Ning Fu, Nan Mu yuan, Jun Lin love, and her brother min Yi Chen, Qin Jin and so on. She will have all her friends.

They all die...

and her friends know? What should she do to deliver the news? There is also the news that the life and death of Nanmu owl is still unknown, and that little snowball is kidnapped by Jun Xiaoyan?

And mom. Where's mom?

Min Zhuang'er does not know the news of Min Huixian's death.

I don't know the news of Min Zexi and tanmier being intercepted and killed.

Everyone will face the devastating impact of project dawn... What to do?

"Ha ha ha ha! Jun, tomorrow, project dawn is successful, then we can further dominate the world The Eastern European people with long hair roared up to the sky with ecstasy, but Jun Xiaoyan was still calm and terrible.

"They will be prepared." Jun Xiaoyan reminds the proud east Europeans, "maybe the National Intelligence Bureau is ready now. King Lin Tian can't be unaware of the dawn plan."

"What about that?"

"But they don't know who the dirty bomb carriers will be."

Jun Xiaoyan finished, went to the dirty bullet carrier, solemn orthodox etiquette, put his palm on the top of [dirty bullet carrier], and then began to pray for martyrs.

A series of fluent Old Testament Scriptures are taken out of the thin lips of the king.

Within a minute, the brainwashed [dirty bomb carrier] was still tearful and said some words of loyalty.

"I promise to finish the task tomorrow."

Jun Xiaoyan, with a certain rationality of divinity and demonism coexisting, held the head of [dirty bomb carrier] in both hands, and gave him a pious kiss on his forehead.

"Bless you, great mujahideen."

"Bless you, Mahdi."

[dirty bomb carrier] his face was full of tears and was seriously agitated. He simply regarded Jun Xiaoyan as spiritual salvation.

"Well, take him down and serve him well." Jun Xiaoyan ordered the officers around him, and the officer left the huge Hall of the colonial building with [dirty bomb carrier].

"Second, third dirty bullet, are you ready to die, Jun?" Eastern Europeans asked.

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