After thinking for a long time, the old man returned to the dining table and continued to eat.

Looking at his subordinate who was reluctant to speak but stopped, he frowned.

"What do you want to say?"

The subordinate hesitated: "Tiannan is also in D8."

"I know this, he will die wherever he wants. Is there anything else you have?"

"Oh, it's all right."

"Go down!"

There was no one in the restaurant. The old man was eating white rice and chewing rice grains and pausing involuntarily.

"here we go!"

Lu Changqing looked at the fighter planes hovering over the center of Qideng District in anticipation.

The hatch opened, the bomb was cut out, and then fell.

It is like a silent painting, beautiful until the deafening explosion sounds.

boom!
Chapter completed!