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"How much money did Dennis pay for the lives of the Chinese people?" In the darkness, a fluent English was spoken beside their ears. biqua

"One billion dollars." After packing up, he looked up and saw Guo Que in his pajamas. He was staring at Connor as if something was tied up and couldn't move at all.

The Hilton Hotel exploded. The Las Vegas police became busy once again. As the hotel that the participants of this year's special ability martial arts event stayed in, there were gunshots and explosions one after another. This caused the organization committee of the special ability martial arts gathering to be thoroughly enraged.

He had already watched the hotel's security cameras several times. Nangong Hao and that beautiful Chinese girl were indeed inside the house. If it was true, then according to the FBii, they would have been blown to ashes and the FBibi was trying to find a way to extract DNA fragments from the house.

"You don't need to look for the culprit. If there's any news of him, you can tell me immediately. Calm the others down, we have about ten days before the tournament begins. I don't want anything like this to happen again." Richardson shouted. To dare to attack the Hilton Hotel with a rocket launcher in Las Vegas, Richardson already knew who dared to do so. If it wasn't those so-called angels, who else could it be?

Tim Hilton was very depressed. The Hilton Hotel had already taken on several special ability martial arts reception jobs, and although there had been some small incidents in the past, nothing like this. That Chinese person deserved his bad luck, didn't the Chinese people like the mediocre? Why did such an insolent Chinese come?

Zhou Zhan, I'm afraid Little Ling Mo and Nangong Yue are both dead. This time, we only have five competitors for the Chinese Special Ability Team Martial Arts Competition, and that's one thing, should we call for another one from home. Your Zhou family's Zhou Ting brat seems not bad. Yin Lei squinted his eyes and said.

There were more and more police in front of the Hilton Hotel. Several helicopters in the air shone their giant searchlights on the top floor of a building opposite the hotel. The two people who had caused such a commotion were now obediently standing there, unable to move a single step.

"I really didn't expect that I would be able to call out 100 billion Chinese dollars. In your United States, I'm only given 1 billion dollars. Am I a failure?" He leaned on the railing and said to the two of them. The helicopter flew towards them a few times, but it didn't manage to hit the three of them.

"Do you want me to confess or do you want me to recall his name for you? Which organization are you from? Talk to me. As for that Dennis, I'll go and find him in the future." The only thing they could hope for was for the helicopter to be able to reach them. Naturally, they would be able to take care of the Council of Angels on the FI side, and this guy in front of them was one of the weirdest of the weirdos.

"I don't want to say it, so I'll do it myself." "It was you who fired the rocket launcher at me, wasn't it? What a big shot." As Guo's bad eyes looked at Connor, Descartes caught a glimpse of Conor's expression slowly turning bitter.

"I am the Two-Winged Angel of the Angel Council, Connor Jefferson. The mission I received was to kill the Chinese superpower member, Nangong Hao. My employer was the Gambling King Dennis, and the reward was one billion US dollars." The Angel Council is the most powerful assassination organization in the world, and we have a total of 108 Two-Winged Angels, 36 Four-Winged Angels, 4 Six-Winged Angels and one Eight-Winged Angel. Of course, normally, we don't even need Angels to take part in such small matters, our outer circle of personnel will be able to handle the entire situation. " Connor smiled like a robot.

"Where is the Angel Council? How can I contact the other members of the Angel Council?" Guo Que squinted his eyes and asked.

"The Council of Angels is here, the Council of Angels is here. No, I am a two-winged angel of the Council of Angels, I will not betray the Council of Angels. Lord Rafael will bless me, I will not die, death is only the beginning." As he spoke, the corners of Connor's lips curled up in a strange smile, and then he no longer breathed a breath of air.

Guo Xie furrowed his brows. Connor had been hit by his puppet technique, but Raphael had stabbed him. He was in a bad mood. If he wasn't worried about the cycle of heaven, he would have used Mind Reading instead.

"Chinese, are you afraid? Actually, even without our Angel Council attacking you, you would have already died. Since Nangong Lingmo from your China Special Abilities team died in the explosion, you should take full responsibility for this. Haha, master is dead, and a servant is still alive. How laughable." Cartesian looked at Guo Xie with a trace of absent-mindedness in his eyes, and said loudly.

"Ah, ignorant people will always be ignorant." Guo Xie could not help but shake his head. Then, little Ling Mo appeared in front of Descartes. "This guy wants to kill us. He's still cocky now."

This time, it was Descartes' turn to be dumbfounded. In the telescope, he had clearly seen the girl get blown up into ashes the moment the rocket exploded. How could nothing happen again? Was she a human or a ghost?

"Bad brother, I heard what he said just now. The name of the Angel Council is really nice, they caused trouble in China too. At that time, the security and special ability team teamed up, but they still let that Six-Winged Angel named Vincent escape." Little Ling Mo pouted and said.

He was finished, he did not have the strength of Lord Vincent. Back then, when Vincent escaped back to the Angel Council with heavy injuries, China was listed as one of the places he could not accept missions, but he did not expect that he would be the one to lose against a few Chinese in the United States.

"Lord Raphael, Lord Raphael is here. You are finished." While Guo Xie was chatting with Nangong Lingmo, an indescribable power enveloped the top floor of the building. Little Ling Mo stuck out his tongue and hid behind Guo Xie, who took out a small flying sword. This Raphael should be the Eight-winged Angel from the Angel Council.