California is the number one in the United States, so San Diego has more than one million people, so even now it is the suburbs of midnight, there are still many people wandering outside.*

And these night owls who have not yet fallen asleep may have seen a scene that they will never see in their lifetime - a strange-shaped helicopter appeared above their heads out of thin air, and then the missiles in the sky scattered like fireworks.

Some people who had no idea what the situation was even thought that this was an advertising event or a movie scene, and they kept whistling and applauding below.

But what happened next made these people stunned. The helicopter was first hit by something unknown, and then it began to circumvent black smoke. Some people wearing black uniforms slid down from the top one after another. Some people with good eyes and some knowledge could even see that the uniforms on these people were the uniforms of the San Diego Group Inner Security Company, which was named by the city.

After the members of the inner guards landed, they immediately began to scatter. At this time, even the most nervous person felt something was wrong. Seeing that the helicopter was about to fall straight to the ground, the person who was still looking up and watching immediately screamed and pushed around and hid.

With the explosion roar from the landing helicopter, the surrounding alarm beeps were heard everywhere, and the entire suburbs fell into great chaos.

"Terror attack, terrorist attack!"

"What's going on! Did the Chinese finally attack the West Coast? I knew I shouldn't owe those chinks money, now they're coming to ask for the debt!"

“Allah Hu Akba!”

Although some strange things were mixed in the screams, the air waves generated by the explosion ignited the surrounding garbage and wooden buildings, and the fuel leaking from the helicopter spread and burned. Suddenly, the whole scene seemed to become out of control.

"Did you find the enemy?" Liquette didn't care about the chaotic crowd around him at all. He gritted his teeth and glanced around, asking the team members around while patrolling the surroundings.

However, although they had observed it with great caution, there was still chaos around, and the attack was too sudden and it was midnight again, and no specific situation could be found for a while.

However, the last driver who had just dropped from the helicopter rope pointed to the burning helicopter wreckage and said to Liquette: "Captain, what should I do if the guest that Mr. Earl designated to meet..."

Liquette just glanced at the direction of the wreckage, then shook his head and said, "Our situation is not good now. There is really something wrong with that Zhujue's origin. Even if he died there, it wouldn't be..."

But before he could finish his words, the flames of the helicopter wreckage suddenly seemed to be frozen by an inexplicable force, and then quickly dissipated in the air. Instead, a dark blue light penetrated out. Even the fox hunting dog team, which was nearly a hundred meters away, could not help but feel a burst of inexplicable chill covering themselves.

Then everyone clearly saw a figure emerged from the wreckage of the helicopter. The figure held a strange long sword with a faint light in one hand. The other hand was dragging Sam, who was covered in scarred, which was Zhu Jue, who they thought was finished.

"You are so stupid, Sam..." Zhu Jue held the frost-hearted sword in his hand, pulled Sam out, and put him on the ground in front of him. His eyes contained sentimental tears, "Why don't you escape first, instead of staying to save me? Sacrifice your life in vain... Don't worry, your wife won't talk about it for now. I will take good care of your daughter for you, so go with peace of mind."

After saying this, he took back the Frost Sword in his hand and stretched out his hand to close Sam's eyes that were still staring at him.

But his hand was immediately held.

"I...tm is not dead yet!" Sam's eyes at Zhu Jue could be called a burst of sparks, "And I just want to kill you now, and I won't want to save you, a bastard even if I beat you to death!"

"Poor Sam..." Zhu Jue's eyes flashed with sympathy. Then he continued to close Sam's eyes, "Even if he dies, he still cares about my safety. Alas... Since you are dead, don't force yourself to speak, be good, close your eyes..."

"Are you finished? Bastard!" Sam quickly pushed Zhujue away again, then stood up with a cough. He pressed his hand on his shoulder, which was burnt, and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"You can't blame me..." Seeing that Sam was embarrassed, but he wouldn't have any serious problems, Zhu Jue shrugged and said, "You said before you got on the helicopter that you would go back to your hometown flag after this time. If you don't die now, the audience will have any objections!"

"...If you can do less of these inexplicable actions." Sam wanted to continue scolding Zhu Jue, but after opening his mouth, he just sighed, and then said, "I might be grateful for your saving my life this time, although I almost died of your life."

After saying this, Sam pointed to the fox hunting squad that was still looking at the two of them, and said to Zhu Jue: "What should I do? Do you still plan to be with these people? It seems that the main target of this attack is not the two of us..."

At this time, I felt a little unbelievable when I saw Sam and Zhu Jue's team. After all, judging from the helicopter's fall, it was really hard to believe that ordinary people could save their lives under that situation.

When Liquette saw the two, he frowned at first. He didn't expect Sam and Zhujue to be alive. However, when he could not find where the attacker was, he directly raised the carbine in his hand, drove a shuttle to the sky, and shouted at the chaotic crowd around him: "San Diego Group is in charge, and the rest of the idle people are all leaving the scene!"

"...Where did this come from the triad or the mafia..." Zhu Jue looked at Liquette's performance and couldn't help but say to Sam beside him, "What exactly is your San Diego Group doing? It's so majestic..."

"Our San Diego Group's main business was to operate explosives with organic nitrogen compounds as raw materials... Later, it gradually became the largest arms dealer in the United States..."

“Isn’t it a fertilizer?”

“…It’s not a nitrogen-containing product that must be a fertilizer…”

"Then have you ever sold fertilizer?"

"...sold..." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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