I can sign in and punch in in the era of the lord of the whole people

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"Let's go, now they know it's fake."

The bulletproof vehicle quickly drove out of the container, then drove out of the port along the road, heading towards the city.

"Boss, how long will the person you arrange last?"

"I don't know, maybe there will be seven or eight minutes. They should have reacted by now, maybe they will catch up later, hahahaha, it was so exciting just when they were on the road, really, they didn't pay attention to the impact at all. .”

It was Rem who was driving, Li Hongshen was the co-pilot, and the boss and Qianjida were sitting in the back seat, and their weapon bags were placed at Qianjida's feet.

Li Hongshen looked in the rearview mirror,

"Boss, I think you are right. They are catching up now. Rem looks at the group of riders behind."

Accompanied by Li Hongshen's words, a group of riders quickly caught up behind the armored vehicle. Everyone was wearing black leather jackets, black motorcycle helmets, and heavy motorcycles of the same color underneath.

"This group of people is still so arrogant. I'm afraid that others will not know that they are the same. They are doing the same thing in broad daylight. Aren't they hot?"

"Sa, who knows?"

"Da da da da da da!!!"

"Da da da da da da!!!"

"Da da da da da da!!!"

The group of riders following the bullet-proof car took out a micro-gun from their arms, and quickly fired at the bullet-proof car running ahead, but the effect seemed to be just scratching the paint of the car.

Li Hongshen turned his head and watched the slightly impacted bullet hit the rear window and got stuck on the thick tempered glass. It was of no use other than hitting spider web-like cracks.

"The glass in Dongguo is amazing. In other words, we just watch them shoot like this?"

After hearing this, Rem glanced at Li Hongshen,

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Let me give them a fun one."

After speaking, Li Hongshen took out a round object from below,

"Crack, ding!"

Li Hongshen lowered the car window, held the grenade in his hand for two seconds, and threw it out of the window.

"boom!"

"Look, this is not solved!"

While concentrating on driving, Rem looked at the situation behind the car through the rearview mirror, glanced at Li Hongshen, his forehead was slightly sweating, and just saw Li Hongshen take out a grenade from underneath, and he was immediately taken aback.

He didn't even know when Li Hongshen brought a grenade with him and took it out in the car so grandiosely.

If this one is not good, all the people in this car will be finished.

"Next time, when you do something like this, say hello to us, don't pull a grenade in the car, it's dangerous."

"Don't worry, I've said hello, besides, isn't it all right?"

Chapter 159

Windmill Country, Amsterdam, in a large building, a display system composed of six monitors played the scene of firefights on the road in front of everyone.

After seeing a grenade thrown from the bulletproof vehicle, causing all the riders behind to go to the bottom, a somewhat gloomy old man slammed the crutch in his hand,

"Trash, it's all trash, anyone can make him run out of the port."

Hearing the old man's roar, the other people present did not say anything. They either continued to look at the monitor or typed on the keyboard.

"How long are they away from the headquarters?"

"Report, there are still about 10 minutes to go. In addition, we have dealt with the congestion of some traffic arteries, and we should be able to add another 10 minutes to the journey."

"Notify the people in group B to follow up quickly, and don't let them enter the urban area."

"Groups B and C have been notified of the past."

"Humph"

The old man stomped the ground again, didn't say anything, just stood behind the crowd, watching the monitor with the icons of the B and C teams moving towards the moving red dot.

And next to him, a slightly fat middle-aged white man with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses asked in a low voice,

"You can easily cause bad influence if you do this. The naming has already been placed on the order to a third-party organization. Why should we mobilize our people to do things? Once it is exposed, it will cause a major blow to our country's reputation."

The gloomy old man glanced at the man standing beside him, and replied in a hoarse voice,

"Windmill Country will not speak up, at least the officials will not stand up and speak out, they will only fight as gangsters.

And Floyd Hekmedia had this chance to eliminate him better, otherwise he would have been floating in the sea, or running around the world.

His existence is too dangerous. He relies on the huge sea transportation empire to sell weapons on a large scale, causing serious harm to the security of the world.

And what do you think his so-called handover is, retirement?

Do you think he simply gave up the arms sales empire he created? No, he is not going to retire, nor is he going to give up his rights.

He wants to go further, and his power will be further strengthened. The management of the round table has agreed to his entry, and he will be on the round table soon. "

Hearing the old man's words, the Caucasian man with gold-rimmed glasses didn't answer, but just lowered his head slightly. The reflection made it difficult to see his eyes clearly, and it was impossible to interpret his thoughts through his expression.

Seeing the silence of the white man, the old man didn't say much, but just tightened his palms again, tightly held the cane, and then stared at the monitor.

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"How soon can we get there?"

"I don't know, maybe less than 10 minutes. There are a lot of vehicles during the day. Boss, why don't you choose to come over at night?"

"At night, because the department handed over at night is off work, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Pfft, hahahahaha, get off work, boss, shouldn't such a company and such a department be 007?"

"007? The code name of the legendary British agent?"

"No, I'm talking about working 24 hours a day, seven days a week."

"Oh, you are thinking too much, even arms companies have to abide by labor laws, especially in this kind of windmill country, although it is a Western European country, the welfare system is like a Nordic country.

So the intelligence department in the whole company works around the clock like you said. When you say it like this, the intelligence department is miserable, hahahahahahahaha.