At 11:17 midnight, Tian Leizi noticed three F-22 fighter jets that were fleeing about two hundred meters away. He was curious and quickly greeted him: "Friends, aren't that what we rode on when we came? Why do we seem to be so small as we have been on? Well, there is something strange, I'll go over and take a look."

The old Taoist Aotian and a few people who were mature and steady or wanted to maintain their identity stopped Yunlu and waited in the same place with a smile. Tian Leizi, Old Yang and Zhenren, the three characters who caused trouble all day long had already flew over with three colorful lights.

Tian Leizi smiled and put his face on the bulkhead of the cockpit of an F-22, shouting in a fuss: "Hey, there is only one person in this kind of plane? Strange, strange, don't you bring hundreds of people with the plane?"

The pilot in the cockpit was already stunned, his hands and feet were numb, and his whole body was stiff. He stuttered a word: "God." The man subconsciously pulled down the ejection button, and the fighter's hatch popped up with a "bang", and then a flash of flames flashed. The pilot was ejected out with a strange cry, and a small umbrella flower bloomed in the sky.

Mr. Yang licked his nose with his tongue that was more than a foot long and said to himself: "Are we so scary? It's so strange, strange, young people today are too brave."

True Huo nodded repeatedly, and the flames of more than a meter thick on his body flashed and said, "That's right, look, they don't even want the plane, they just fell down... Go quickly, senior brother and the others can't wait, we'll hurry up."

The three troublemakers ignored the F-22 that had lost control and rushed straight towards the place where the old Taoist and the others were. As for the out-of-control fighter, they fell into the center of Manhattan and staggered, and a huge ball of fire rose up. Almost at the same time, riots broke out in all parts of New York, banks robbery, bomb attacks, and hidden gunmen attacked ordinary people by mistake... The whole of New York was immediately in chaos.

In the New York Police Department, the exhausted chief looked up helplessly and whispered: "Another bombing, and many people are robbing banks... Oh my God, what are they going to do? Don't you stop these bastards?"

The man in black, who had the highest status, looked at him disdainfully: "I doubt how you sat in this position. Don't you know? This is diverting our attention. They just want us, those of us who may hinder them, to go out and take care of these trivial matters. Since they are making such a fierce thing now, it proves that they are going to take action... Harry, are our staff ready?"

A man in black turned around and said without any expression on his sepia face: "Yes, team leader. All the people are ready... The high-altitude satellites have also discovered some interesting things, and there are unmanned reconnaissance planes following him... All the snipers are in place, and they have no place to slip away."

The team leader sighed with satisfaction: "Yes, if we can't find out who killed the pile of garbage 'elites' of the Ministry of National Defense, then kill everyone who might kill them, so we have an explanation."

Harry suddenly shouted: "Why did they go to the Holy See and the secret stronghold we have informed? Team leader? Do you need to stop them?"

The team leader shook his head repeatedly: "No, they are going to attack the people of the Holy See? Then, it is the trouble caused by the Holy See. We don't need to help them deal with these things and let them solve them themselves... We just clean up the mess afterwards, hum... the special combat airborne brigade is also ready?"

Harry nodded gently: "Two thousand soldiers carrying high-energy individual laser weapons are enough for them to bear. Unless they are gods, no one can resist."

The team leader nodded deeply: "Then, be ready, brothers, we have been preparing for the United States for so long, and it is time to show our strength."—

Yi Chen and his group stood on the top of a tall building far away, watching the actions of the ninja army thousands of meters away. Except for Michelle, Kane, and Chekov were not very used to using their energy to enhance their eyesight, and everyone else could clearly see the actions of the ninjas. The wind stroked Yi Chen and the others, and occasionally a few black shadows passed by them, but just looking at Yi Chen and the others, they flew over like this.

Yi Chen looked at the ninja costumes on his body with a funny look and whispered: "Damn, these guys regard us as their companions. Maybe they thought we were ordered to watch the wind here?"

Chekov was rushing around the roof with a monkey-like virtue, looking a bit like a ninja, muttering: "Boss, don't we go there earlier? My flesh was trembling, as if I was beating someone."

Kane put one hand on his shoulder, pressing Chekov like a mountain, and whispered: "Don't be verbose, do whatever the boss says. Anyway, we will definitely take action, hum."

Jester pulled off his mask, secretly shrank into a dark corner, lit a stick of marijuana, and waved to Chekov. Chekov laughed a few times, and sneaked over. Two villains started to smoke one by one. No one noticed that Michelle's big eyes looked at Jester and the others for a long time, blinked a few times, stared at the marijuana cigarette in their hands, and didn't know what they were thinking...

The stronghold where Galanti and the others are located is a large courtyard. At this moment, there are only a dozen low-level deacons wandering around in it. Occasionally, they secretly look at the moon in the sky, lamenting in their hearts why they are so unlucky and are sent to work on night shifts.

A few small, crimson petals floated in from outside the courtyard wall along the wind. Two deacons walked over strangely. In their memory, there was no such small, crimson petals nearby. A deacon smiled and reached out to catch the two petals that were still dancing in the air. He smiled and said, "The petals are quite beautiful, they are a little bit smaller."

Then, they saw that from below the petals, countless arc-shaped sword lights flashed out, imprinting the light of the full moon in the sky, as cold as a snowstorm in the middle of winter. The two deacons were deeply intoxicated by this wonderful light and shadow, and had no time to shout, and had been split into pieces. With the sword energy, the small petals were gentle and fell safely on the ground, without any influence at all.

Silently, the two deacons were killed. Next to their bodies was a small artificial waterway. The water flowed directly into the three-eyed fountain in the center of the courtyard. You could vaguely see a few strange ripples walking along the waterway towards the fountain.

The three deacons were leaning on the railing of the fountain and chatting, muttering in a low voice about the recent change of power in the Holy See and whether their masters have gained greater benefits. Then, they felt a slight coolness in their necks, and a gentle and soft force instantly filled their whole body, and their bodies softened. But what Yi Chen and the others saw in the distance were a few thin streams of water shot out from the fountain and surrounded the necks of these deacons. Then the bodies of these deacons were wrapped by more and more water threads, and they were instantly disintegrated...

Dracula swallowed heavily and whispered, "What a weird method, um, maybe I'm going to find an opportunity to go to Japan again, and see if the samurai on their side are all so mysterious, is it terrible?"

Yi Chen said coldly: "They are just getting started. If you see a real expert taking action, you may be scared."

Dracula suddenly turned around: "Are you kidding? They used a very weird spell to achieve the current effect, right? Where can I find someone like them? Oh my God, are you talking about those Chinese? The Chinese you know?...Yes, by the way, these Japanese have used the power of air and water. The young man I met that day (Master Fire Dragon) used the power of flames. By the way, they are... Well, I admit..."

The gate of the courtyard is a double-open iron door that is five meters wide, made of iron bars as thick as fingers. It is decorated with lilies made of metal plates, which looks noble and elegant. Several deacons who didn't know that something had happened in the yard were now wandering around the gate.

A strange wind blew over, blowing some dust, paper, and the eyes were a little hazy for a moment. Several deacons cursed and sang desperately with their sleeves, fanning away the gray sand that pounced on their faces... Several twisted sword lights flashed by, and the hearts of these deacons were pierced by the sharp sword edge.

A dozen ninjas in black clothes and with a trace of evil spirit appeared in the gate. One of them in the middle turned around and lightly split the door of the iron gate. The other ninjas quickly pushed open the iron gate. Longshan and other elders walked in with a group of subordinates in a big way, slowly following the twisted road, with the woods on both sides walking towards the yard.

In the backyard, several deacons looked around under the leadership of a senior deacon, nodded, and were about to return to the main building, when the attack on them began.

More than a dozen swords pierced from the ground, piercing their lower bodies, deeply penetrated into the inner organs of several deacons. The violent internal force activates the sword, all the internal organs of these deacons were destroyed, and the powerful shock wave rushed directly to their throats. As a result, they sprayed out a mouthful of broken internal organ fragments and blood, and fell softly to the ground and could no longer move.

The senior deacon almost instinctively felt the cold wind in his lower body. He saved him by the harsh training received in the Vatican, making his muscles react instantly, his body shot straight into the sky, and his hand raised, and a "Holy Light Cross Sword" was about to be slashed out, and at the same time, his mouth was ready to roar loudly.

But a pair of powerful hands suddenly twisted his neck from behind him. A small serrated dagger quickly cut off his head cleanly. His hand was cut off by two other sword lights shot out from the air. Naturally, his "Holy Light Cross Sword" could not take action...

In just thirty seconds, all the inspectors in the courtyard were completely cleaned up, and their bodies were also taken out by the ninjas hidden in the wind, water and soil to destroy. Longshan and the elders took more than 200 ninja teams to the main building of the courtyard and formed a formation that facilitated their conflicts and killing. Everyone's eyes flashed with fierce light, looking at the white, tall marble building tightly.

Longshan coughed and shouted in a deep voice: "Friends, come out." His English was indeed very bad, but when he reached his internal energy, his voice was as strong as gold and stones, which made the white building in front of him buzz.

Galanti and Luonan walked out with a dozen subordinates. Seeing such dense crowds of people in black in front of them, Galanti was stunned: "Who are you? You dare to break into our residence? How did you break into our people? Where are our people?...Who are you?"

Galanti's tone changed three times in an instant. People had already broken in. You still asked them if they dared it. Isn't this nonsense? The subordinates had disappeared, why should they ask them how they broke in? Why should they ask their subordinates what was wrong? Why should they ask directly who they are... or not? There is no need to ask. Anyway, those who rushed into the door with a knife in the middle of the night would not be here to invite Galanti and the others to dinner.

Longshanyin laughed: "Oh, it doesn't matter who we are. What's important is that you have offended us and we need to punish you. It's that simple." His hand raised, and the ninja team behind him was ready to rush up... Longshan was still muttering: "If I had known, why would so many people have to be dispatched tonight? They were only a dozen people, and they were too hard to mobilize."—

At the top of a tall building in the distance, three snipers in black were lying quietly on the ground. Their observers were measuring the wind direction, wind speed and other conditions next to them. Another correspondent was whispering: "Team leader, they are ready to do it."

The voice of the man in black came from the headphones: "Continue to observe, we are not in a hurry to intervene."

Wen Ling let go of the fingers that the snipers had already placed on the trigger. Then, they would never have the chance to pull the trigger. A huge war hammer mercilessly smashed their heads in an instant. A huge body of nearly three meters raised the war hammer in his hand, raised his head high, and shouted silently at the moon. On the high buildings far and near, tall figures emerged, holding up the heavy weapons in his hand that were inoperable, and began praying before the war to the full moon...

The sniper arranged by the man in black was killed in half in an instant.

Yi Chen smiled secretly: "Okay, okay, the performance is about to begin. We can take advantage of the situation and give them some good things."

Dracula smiled and kept smiling: "Maybe, I should have attacked the people of the Dark Controversy Group, which is even more exciting..."
Chapter completed!