Chapter 492:

Li Cong took the sightseeing elevator to the top floor comfortably, but the remaining government people in the building were in trouble. When Li Cong walked for a third, this person also died. , From time to time there are gunshots. The strength of these eagle guards is indeed too scary. Li Cong’s elevator walks to several floors and the gunshots are basically heard from several floors. It seems that three minutes I’ve given a lot. It’s more fun if you look at it from the outside of the building. From time to time, there are some broken glass. If you look carefully, you will see an elevator in the center of the building going up to several floors. Several pieces of glass shattered.
The result outside is conceivable, but Jin Meiren’s office is another scene. Following the report from the agent door downstairs, the people in the room have already panicked. They have torn the masks on their faces. After subduing a few of Jin Meiren’s entourage, they began to use strong, signing is no longer possible, only let Jin Meiren press their fingerprints, Jin Meiren has also practiced taekwondo these years, but ordinary little hairy thieves can’t get it. Those who live in her are obviously not ordinary little thieves, but genuine South Korean agents. Although they are not as good as the agents of the three major countries of China, the United States and Russia, it is still easy to deal with such a respectable person like Jin Meiren.
　　 The vice minister is going crazy at this moment. Who is coming up from the bottom? One by one, hundreds of followers downstairs have lost contact with him. Is this all the devil? The helicopter is ready on the top floor. As long as Jin Meiren's handprint is pressed down, he will fly directly to the Presidential Palace, and his mission will be completed. The rest of the business will be ignored.
Two people were standing at the door with guns. They threatened Jin Meiren to press their fingerprints. They were about to succeed. At this time, the door was kicked open from the outside. Mom’s, what kind of foot strength is this? The door must weigh several hundred kilograms at least, and this person kicked it open with one kick. Wouldn’t it be enough if it hit the person? Amidst the snow made of sawdust, there stood a black man at least two meters tall. There is no expression on his face, but the NY logo on his chest can indicate his identity. This is a member of the Energy Group.
"What a bastard, I told you to open the door, so you opened the door for me? This money belongs to me, not from a Korean stick. You can kick even a steel plate with your foot, and stay away. In the middle of the road, I still want to let people in. There is really no social morality at all. I also blame me, I usually teach you too little." The big man did not speak, but a voice came from behind the big man, Comrade Deputy Minister I don’t know who this voice represents, but Jin Meiren knows. At this moment, she is being pressed by two people. She has already stamped her handprint on the contract. She did not keep the oil group in the end. She didn’t shed tears just now. After hearing this sound, I couldn't restrain it anymore, and tears flowed down like that, just dripping onto the bright red finger print, which was so coquettish.
The two agents at the door were shocked and couldn’t find North. One of them lost his pistol, and the other one was not much better. Originally, he was squatting at the cat’s eye to watch things outside the door. I didn’t see anything, and then my eyes went dark. The door flew towards me, and I flew up like a door. Fortunately, the office was big enough and it took me several meters to land. If it’s a small one In the office, I might have penetrated the glass to become a superman.
This deputy minister was stupid. It turned out that he had experienced some storms. After all, he came from a special department, but at that time, he calculated others by himself, and many people died in his own hands. But at that time, I was a hunter, how come I turned around, I became a prey.
The black-clothed man turned slightly to one side, and a well-dressed man walked in from behind him, watching the man in front of him, Jin Meiren, and the tears were getting thicker. It was this guy who had been missing for two months and made himself so worried. When the door was kicked open, the two people around him unconsciously let go. Jin Meiren cried and ran into Li Cong’s arms and hugged Li Cong fiercely. Li Cong could even feel her My heartbeat makes me feel a little bit out of breath, and sometimes women are really strong.
"Okay, don't cry. I'm back." Li Cong also knows what a heartbreak feeling is with the jade in his arms. This time he can be said to be a great success, from the time he was attacked. The game started right away. Li Cong has always understood that many people in this world can share blessings, but there are fewer people who share difficulties. If you want to continue to expand, you must let these people take their true colors. It all shows up, whoever is his ally, who is a traitor will be on the stage at this time, but the result is that his son and his own woman are suffering, but they have always been under their own protection, sometimes It is also going through some wind and rain. This time I can control it. If it is the day when I should go, shouldn't they let them try it?
"Presumably this is Mr. Li, my dear..." Before finishing speaking, the vice minister got a kick. It was the black man just now, but this time his feet were not very strong. Otherwise, this guy will have to die. It is just right to make this person speechless. You must know that this time is the time between Li Cong and Jin Meiren. If you are a deputy minister, you want to disturb. The security guards are too unqualified. If you fire yourself, it is still difficult to find a job in this society.
Li Cong comforted Jin Meiren for a while, but it is estimated that his arm is no longer able to see people. This is pinched and twisted. It is estimated that the inside must be blue and purple. It's okay. It happened to be able to rely on at night. Make some beautiful tears with this~EbookFREE.me~ Li Cong signaled that there are outsiders in Jin Meiren's house. We can't kiss me and me like this anymore. It's important to do serious things first.
Li Cong glanced at the contract on the table. These are all expected things. It doesn't matter if you do things like this in such a world where the weak and the strong dominate, it's just that the bullied person is his own. At that time, I have not done anything to go to the bottom of the well, so to avoid such things from happening, it is necessary to leave a country that cannot be beaten to the children and grandchildren. Of course, the younger generations must have the ability, otherwise the country cannot sit still. No way.
"Hehe, I really know how to do things, let's do it. I wanted to say something, but I won’t say it today. Everyone killed me. Then I blew up this building and said it was a terrorist. After attacking and leaving these corpses here, I will accompany my wife to dinner first. By the way, I am sending the contract on the table to the Blue House. I have to see if he dares to come and receive it." Li Cong's The move made the vice minister who was lying on the ground frightened. This movement is too loud, is it going to blow up this landmark building in Seoul? Hundreds of meters tall? How much explosive do you need?
However, God still did not leave time for the deputy minister to consider. A bullet had entered his back and hit his heart. He didn't want to see the explosion of this building anymore. He could only turn into this building. Ashes, let alone him, even Jin Meiren never thought that Li Cong had such a big handwriting. If this building is really the same as the World Trade Center in the United States, how many people will have to die, although it is off work now, but There must also be hundreds of people in the building. It is surrounded by downtown areas. Thousands of people are sure to die, but she doesn’t say anything because of Li’s confidence. The man is back, and the sky is falling. Own business.