Urban Conceited Soldier

"The destroyer team is born to destroy everything, dare to challenge state organs and the existence of the European Union. If the staff of the police department are loyal hounds, then the destroyer team is a lion that makes the enemy afraid."

Medelov said, looking contemptuously at PAYE, snorted a cold breath in his nose, and said in a low voice: "I don't know if you want to be the leader of the European Union. What kind of reliance do you have to deal with the impetuous winds and tigers?"

"This You... "

PAYE was choked by medelov's words, and his face turned red instantly.

Rao had been immersed in politics for many years, and he didn't know what to say to save people's lost confidence in him.

He can see it.

His prestige is declining.

In contrast, medelov's popularity is rising in the hearts of all.

He is no longer the leader of the European Union.

PAYE is not willing, but he has nothing to do.

The same as politicians, it is very clear that eloquence is a necessary skill for politicians.

And what really matters is trumps like the destroyers.

This is a trump card indeed!

"Well, even if you have this so-called destroyer team, you may not be able to take advantage of Yunlong Fenghu. Don't forget what they did five years ago. The same thing will happen again in five years."

After finishing the scene words, PAYE directly flicks his sleeve and leaves.

When he opened the door of the conference room and walked out slowly.

All eyes were focused on him, but no one followed him out.

Even the confidant of PAYE didn't mean to get up at all.

There's no intention to do it.

Now all eyes are on medlov.

He became the focus of the conference room.

No one wants to leave.

Leaving the room of the Politburo at this moment means leaving the centre of power in Europe.

No one is willing to try to offend medelov.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a boring fly has left. Let's discuss in detail how to make a strategic plan to deal with all kinds of dragons and tigers."

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, medelov leaned forward, pressed down on the table top in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "after all, this is related to the safety of Europe as a whole. I think you don't want to make any mistakes."

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The northern border of the French city.

It has the most beautiful wilderness scenery in France.

Original scenery, fresh and pleasant air.

Originally, it could become a famous tourist attraction, bringing countless foreign exchange to the country and leaving precious tourism memories for tourists from all over the world.

But all this, with the rise of the Raphael family, disappeared.

The land use right to the north of the city has been fully owned by the Raphael family.

During the seven or eight years since the rise of the Raphael family, the knight Peter relied on his own violent means to collect money and bribe the whole northern part of the city into the private plot of the Raphael family.

After that, no tourists are allowed to enter.

The knight Peter Soxhlet put the headquarters of his forces in the north of the city.

In the north of the city, he can rest assured to sleep, without worrying that the wind and grass at night will wake him up, and then a cold sweat will emerge.

After all, for the rise of the Raphael family, he did too many things behind his back that could not be accepted by the society.

His eldest brother, the nominal head of the Raphael family, had been in bed for many years, and he was a useless man.

The young Raphael, who was trained by him as his successor, is far from being able to take charge of his own affairs.

So he never allowed any threat to appear around him.

Although he knew that he had committed many crimes.

But he didn't regret it, and he never confessed to the priest even once.

He doesn't believe anyone, even if the other party is God's servant!

Tonight, Knight Peter took out a bottle of red wine from his underground winery. After drinking half a bottle of wine, he took out his drunkenness on the maid and walked to his bedroom step by step.

He was dressed in his pajamas, half undressed, shaking his head and blushing. He looked like a bard about to recite a wonderful poem.

But it is clear that Peter the knight may be better at using his submachine gun, firing his opponents with execution, and beating their heads into a pulp rather than reciting poetry.

Back in the bedroom, Knight Peter lay down casually with the door open.

These little things are not something he needs to worry about.

Here, he is the absolute king.Whether it's clothing, food, housing, transportation, or surveillance, there will be enough loyal subordinates to complete for him.

He just needs a good rest and energy.

Tomorrow, I will continue to control this huge family and move forward until we reach the end of Europe.

The end Is the peak!

When Knight Peter was sleeping and snoring.

For example, under the silver moon, no one found that a few bodies, along with the breeze, quietly approached the entrance of the luxury manor where Knight Peter was.

At the entrance of this luxurious manor, there are dozens of armed guards in black.

They are armed with submachine guns. The glasses are infrared holographic high-tech glasses. At the same time, they are also equipped with instant messaging software to ensure that the patrol personnel in any position can transmit the alarm signal in time when they are impacted.

But all this, in front of the sneakers, is in vain!

Because two people responsible for sneaking in, one is Fengshen, the other is hidden dragon.

Wind It's colorless and tasteless, and it doesn't feel when you brush your face.

Dragon Hidden in the river, haunted!

Hidden Dragon and wind god were crawling on a grassland with excellent view outside the manor without any camouflage.

But they have used the terrain to block the patrol's view, so camouflage doesn't matter.

The other party can't find them.

"Count clearly, there are 12 patrolmen in the light, divided into three groups, alternate patrol, secret sentry, I found two, whether there are more, need more time to observe, this Peter, is really afraid of death, sleep in his own home, but also focus on defense."

Feng Shen spits out a grass root in his mouth and says vaguely.

His voice was so light that it was like a breeze passing through the valley without anyone noticing it.

"Hey, if you have done too much, you can understand that you are afraid."

Lu Hao eyes suddenly a Lin, cold hum, a deep voice: "want to sleep a good sleep, I'm afraid it's not so easy, ready to do it!"