The scientific community went crazy when a mecha was given to a granddaughter at her birthday party

The police were busy, and the police were busy.

Boles was so angry that he was panting.

He thought for a while.

Boles picked up his phone and dialed.

"Tojo Shiro, how are the preparations?"

"General, don't worry, everything is ready. The two female soldiers of Xia will die of food poisoning tomorrow morning. At that time, we only need to add a big fire to destroy the bodies! Then hold a press conference and say that the Xia people used a lot of stimulants and the results of the competition will be cancelled! They Xia will completely become a laughing stock of the world!!"

Boles heard this.

He almost couldn't help but give Tojo Shiro a thumbs up.

The displeasure just now was swept away in an instant.

Praise,

"Well said! In this way, I can give the first place in the competition to our Eagle Sauce player."

Boles grinned and his eyes flashed with a gleam.

Everything was instantly full of hope again.

It's so easy to reverse the two levels!

After a few more casual words, Boles hung up the phone.

At this time.

The window of the room was suddenly blown open by the wind.

He frowned.

He went forward to close the window.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a person sitting on his Italian imported leather sofa.

Under the long brim of the hat, there was a pair of murderous eyes and a huge black mask.

Boles' pupils shrank sharply.

He hurriedly took two steps back.

Leaning against the window.

The first time he reacted, he immediately opened his mouth and was about to shout.

At this time, another relatively short figure flashed behind him.

A slender palm gently pinched his throat.

The tearing feeling that penetrated his bones made him roll his eyes in pain.

His cheeks were red from holding back.

He tried his best but couldn't make a sound.

At this moment.

He seemed no longer the powerful American Army General.

But a poor fellow who was willing to exchange all his status and wealth for a way out.

He showed an extremely humble look.

He looked at the short girl in front of him with pleading eyes.

He knew he was going to die!

A voice that seemed to come from the underworld sounded in Bols' ears.

"General Bols, you can go!"

"Pah--"

A tear of unwillingness passed through the corner of Bols' eyes.

He could almost hear the sound of his spine being broken.

Wang Yixiu and Tong Yao looked coldly at Bols's face that was unwilling to die, and disappeared in the room with a move.

As soon as they left, Bols' room quickly caught fire.

The flames ran wildly like crazy.

The officers in the barracks rushed to put out the fire.

Fire trucks arrived in a few minutes.

However, the fire could not be put out at all, and burned down a row of houses.

It was extinguished.

When everyone entered the room to check the situation, they found that General Bols had been burned to ashes.

There were only a few pieces of charcoal left, which broke at the touch!

Everyone only used the ring and relics to determine the identity. Further identity confirmation requires more professional people to test.

I just don’t know if it can be tested after being burned to ashes.

Fire trucks, police cars, and various shrill alarms echoed over the barracks.

Wang Yixiu and Tong Yao had disappeared long ago.

Appeared on the bustling streets of Kyoto, Japan.

Heading to the next target.

Countless police cars on the street roared towards the Pansheshan Barracks.

"Yixue, where is the next target."

"Tojo Shiro happens to go to the Jingguo Shenlou to see his grandfather tonight, let's go and see it too."

…

Jingguo Shenlou.

The lights were dim and the atmosphere was eerie.

If ordinary people got a little closer, they would feel the chill it exuded.

Shiro Tojo walked slowly into the Jingguo Shinto toilet with two subordinates.

He shivered unconsciously.

He buttoned his clothes tightly.

To be honest, he didn't really want to come.

But as the leader of a right-wing extremist organization, he had to show a substantive attitude.

Let all right-wingers see his love for militarism and his respect for aggressive wars.

It's not appropriate to come during the day because it will cause a fierce reaction from Xiaguo.

If things get too big, it might not end well. It's best to bring two subordinates to worship at night!

Enter the gate, walk through the corridor, and reach the inner courtyard.

A cool breeze rushed towards me.

After entering the lobby of the Shinto toilet, the temperature dropped to freezing point.

It's like suddenly entering a cold storage in the middle of summer.

Tojo Shiro was shocked, thinking that there might be a ghost!

Fortunately, he brought two men with him, otherwise he would be scared to death in the middle of the night!

"You two, follow closely!"

He didn't notice that the two people behind him had been dealt with long ago.

Following him were Wang Yixue and Tong Yao.

Hearing what Tojo Shiro said.

Wang Yixue asked calmly,

"Are you talking to us?"

"Nonsense! Am I talking to my ancestors..."

Tojo Shiro paused halfway through his words.

His face changed drastically, and he looked behind him.

Wang Yixue and Tong Yao were looking at him with amusement.

Tojo Shiro's face changed drastically.

He quickly glanced at Wang Yixue and Tong Yao.

"Who are you!?"

"Dead people don't need to know so much."

Wang Yixue had already told the contact personnel to meet at the Jingguo Shenlou.

Now it's okay anyway, so it doesn't hurt to say a few words to Tojo Shiro.

Tojo Shiro's eyes moved quickly on his forehead.

Just now he heard the news that the barracks where General Boers was located had a fire, and he suspected that it was man-made.

Now it is basically certain that even if it is not these two people who did it, they must be in the same group!

They must be kung fu masters sent by Xiaguo to take revenge!

They can kill his two men quietly, so it is only a matter of minutes to kill him.

If he wants to find a way out in the impossible, he must not reveal that he knows the other party's identity.

To survive, he can only bribe!

Tojo Shiro calmed down and said loudly,

"I don't know who you are, and I'm not interested!"

"But you come here to assassinate for a high reward!"

"How much money does the employer give you? I will give you ten times! A hundred times!!"

"Is 100 million enough?"

"I'll sign the check now!!"

Tojo Shiro was also willing to go all out.

He took out the checkbook from his pocket, picked up the pen and signed 100 million on the amount with a trembling hand.

"This is a Citibank check from the Eagle Sauce, which can be exchanged all over the world."

When Tojo Shiro spoke, he found that Wang Yixue and Tong Yao did not attack him.

The hanging heart fell a little.

The fear was relieved a lot.

A touch of confidence gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth. As long as you are greedy for money, you will definitely be controlled by him!

The soldiers of Xia country are just like this!

Just keep acting.

Tojo Shiro handed the written check to Wang Yixue.

"Take it."

"With this money, you will never have to go back to your original place."

"Enjoy the rest of your life!"

Seeing that Wang Yixue did not take it, Tojo Shiro sneered.

"Don't pretend."

"Take..."

He was halfway through the conversation.

"Pa——"

Wang Yixue had no patience anymore and slapped him in the face.

Five finger marks instantly sunk into the cheekbone.

Tojo Shiro was hit by a huge force and flew out sideways.

"Boom!"

He hit the brick wall hard.

Blood spurted out of his mouth.

He was dying and only half his life was left.