Calmness is a manifestation of anger to the extreme. When anger burns from anger to the outbreak of lava, it only takes a very short process. However, from the outbreak of lava to the extreme calmness, it takes a long time. From the beginning of learning that something happened to his son, Xiao Yuanchao has been patient. When he got the tactical nuclear warhead, he began to enter a state of anger.

He wants to be the mastermind and the culprit. If the US side does not give it to him, he will let everyone be buried with him! Even if he dies together, he will do whatever he wants. This is not seeking revenge, but just seeking justice, not only seeking justice for his son, but also seeking justice for the dead brothers! There are many ways to get justice, and Xiao Yuanchao chose the most extreme blood debt and blood payment.

Because he has no other ability, he has a pair of killing and killing hands. In addition, there is another point. If the domestic voice was not too high, then he would definitely sweep the city of hell. The mastermind hand over is the result of the hard work and discussion with Xiao Yuanchao. In other words, this is Xiao Yuanchao's final bottom line. If anyone wants him to break this last bottom line, he can only turn against him!

The US holds an emergency meeting to deal with the situation that occurs. This cannot be compromised, and it is absolutely impossible to compromise. But they refuse to compromise, and Xiao Yuanchao is unwilling to compromise. If they do not compromise, they will only be destroyed. However, one side must compromise in this situation, otherwise the city of hell will become a pile of ruins.

Five minutes, only five minutes left for the US side. According to Xiao Yuanchao's style of conduct, if he has not handed over the person in five minutes, he will launch tactical nuclear warheads and bomb the city of hell!

Kunlun Mountains.

The holy land that breeds ancient Chinese mythology is covered with snow everywhere and ice everywhere. This is the hinterland, and the snow does not melt all year round. Almost every huge piece of ice has a history of thousands or even tens of thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years.

An old man with white hair climbed up the mountain with a crutch against the cold wind. His steps were very steady, carrying a linen package, with a embarrassed look, and he didn't look like an old man in the evening, but more like a middle-aged man.

"Wow!"

A piece of broken ice of dozens of kilograms rolled down from the mountain and hit the old man straight.

When you are on the high ground, the power of the ice becomes extremely strong. Even if there is a car below, a hole can be made. In such places, the most feared thing is the sudden drop of ice. If you are lucky, you can avoid it. If you are not lucky, you may be killed directly, or an avalanche caused by such an ice cube.

The old man with white hair stopped, protected the thing on his back with his left hand, and waved his crutch with his right hand and rushed towards the ice.

"Chi!"

The crutches waved in the wind, forming a lightning-like afterimage, making a strange sound of breaking the wind, hitting the ice with extreme accuracy.

"Bang!"

The ice cube weighing dozens of kilograms was smashed by an old man's crutch! This is the ice that has existed for many years on the top of the mountain. Its hardness and hardness can even be comparable to steel. But such a hard ice cube, with the force of falling, was smashed by an old man's crutch!

Terrifying? No, this is not terrifying at all, but terrifying to the point of being terrifying. If someone could see this scene, he would definitely be surprised to be terrifying. This is not something that a turtle old man could do.

Facing the broken ice slag, the old man raised his head and stared at the dazzling top of the mountain - there were glaciers, which showed a dazzling light under the sunlight.

The old man who raised his head had white hair and a very rosy complexion, giving people the feeling of a childish face, and was not troubled by the snow and ice. If a mountaineer here saw him, he might involuntarily regard him as an old god in the Kunlun Mountains.

At this moment, the linen wrapped in the old man was wriggling and poked out a small head. The little head was wrapped tightly in gauze, and under the gauze on his forehead, a pair of black eyes were exposed.

Xiao Zhan, what the old man was carrying was not something, but a person, but Xiao Zhan who disappeared after being cut into the back of his head.

"Old man, where are you taking me to go quickly?" Xiao Zhan made a silly voice: "It's too cold, take me to find my mother!"

"Hahaha..." The old man laughed heartily, turned his head and said to Xiao Zhan: "You can't look for your mother now, because if you look for your mother, you will die."

"I am the head of state, how can I die?" Xiao Zhan shouted: "I order you to take me back to find my mother, otherwise... Humph! I have many subordinates, and I have many soldiers. My mother is the leader, my father is the red soldiers, my grandfather is the general, and my aunt is the leader, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Zhan saw the light emitted from the old man's eyes.

This is a very soft light, full of love and kindness, and even gives people a feeling of spring breeze, making people forget that it is still ice and snow here. But such a warm and loving look made Xiao Zhan shut his mouth obediently and become honest and decent.

He seemed to feel that this kind of vision in this environment is abnormal. Although it makes people feel warm, it just feels a sense of fear. Let me ask, how many people in this world can still maintain this kind of vision in this environment?

No, none!

"The abusive anger is too severe, alas..." the old man shook his head and said, "Child, if you still want to see your parents, you can only follow me. The wound on the back of your head is very serious. If you don't have any care, you may even forget who your parents are. Now you can speak and move because I temporarily controlled it with special methods. Do you understand?"

Xiao Zhan blinked his eyes and nodded with a rare obedient manner.

"Hahaha... Grandpa is not a bad person, grandpa is a good person." The old man said with a smile: "I know your name is Xiao Zhan, your father is Xiao Yuanchao, and you. Your mother is Du Baby."

"Huh? How do you know? Who else do you know?" Xiao Zhan asked loudly.

"Me, I also know that your auntie Xiao Lanlan drew you an elephant trunk, hahaha..." The old man laughed.

"Don't laugh!" Xiao Zhan shouted angrily: "If you laugh again, I will let Aunt Xiao Lanlan drug you and poison you!"

"She?" the old man suddenly said with a mysterious look on his face: "Do you know who taught Xiao Lanlan's ability to poison? It's me! I am Doctor Hou, and Xiao Lanlan is my good granddaughter."

"Old man, you are lying. Aunt Xiao Lanlan told me that her grandfather is dead!" Xiao Zhan's eyes were wide open.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhan's body twitched wildly, and black blood flowed down his mouth and nose, as if he was crazy about a lamb.

The old man's eyes sterned, he pulled out a golden needle and stabbed into Xiao Zhan's head like lightning.

The convulsions stopped and the black blood stopped flowing. Xiao Zhan closed his eyes and fell into a coma. He was so small that he had no idea how serious his injuries were. If he judged them according to modern medicine, he would have no chance of survival.

"At a young age, there are many disasters and difficulties, but they are naturally abusive. Alas..." The old man continued to climb up with Xiao Zhan on his back, saying to himself: "If your parents had not taken good care of Xiaolan and had deep affection, how could I save you? Forget it, just..."

The old man climbed to the top of the mountain, and he held Xiao Zhan in his arms and slid down a slit of ice.
Chapter completed!