"Puff puff puff!"

The moment the killer pulled out his gun, the land agent who had received the warning order pulled the trigger without hesitation. In an instant, the blood mist appeared directly on the killers who had been aimed at it.

In an instant.

The killers at the four intersections were directly holed into sieves.

Lake didn't plan to live, so of course, Jack and others didn't plan to catch it alive. After all, this place is a key intersection. After a long time, the impact is not good.

Half an hour later.

Underground garage of Land Building.

Twenty-one killers with holes into sieves lay side by side on the cold concrete floor in a single shape.

“How is it cleaning outside?”

"It's been released. Some people only know that they just shot, but they don't know what happened."

"very good."

Lake nodded and looked at Jack: "You said, how did the people behind the scenes contact them?"

Jack motioned to an agent, who brought a plastic box, inside which twenty-one disposable phones were very eye-catching.

Dingling!

One of the cell phones rang.

Lake took the disposable phone that Jack took out and handed over and answered it.

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "He went to you, be careful, don't let him approach that damn land building."

Lake didn't say anything.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to realize something: "No. 5, No. 5."

Lake spoke out: "Sorry, No. 5 is hanging..."

"Dou!Dou!Dou!"

“…”

Lake looked at him before he finished speaking, and was hung up on the phone. He shook his head and threw the phone to Jack: "It's so rude. I haven't said anything yet."

Tiffany came over: "Sir, a Mike Banning man online."

Lake took the headphones: "Mike."

"Someone..."

"The goal is not Mr. President."

"you……"

“I have an informant.”

“…You said it seriously?”

"What do you think?"

Lake walked into the elevator again and closed the elevator after Tiffany came in: "The target of this group of people is Archbishop Sobia. This morning, Archbishop Sobia wanted me to investigate a case. Obviously, the mastermind behind this case did not want Archbishop Sobia to speak."

"who."

"I don't know, but I know who knows."

Lake walked out of the elevator and looked at the scene where Bob Lee Swag's big avatar appeared on TV, saying, "It's Swag who is currently wanted by the FBI. You should know it, the sniper in my team in the past."

Mike Banning, who had successfully escorted the president to the designated safe house, loosened his own tie and thought for a while: "I seem to have some impression that he is a super sniper. Mr. President will listen to the briefing in ten minutes. Do you have any news?"

Lake glanced at Tiffany who gestured to him with an OK gesture, and told Benning who was on the phone about what Archbishop Sobia asked him for this morning: "Archie Sobia discovered a serious massacre incident, but because the authority was not the local security bureau of our country, I politely declined, but now, terrorist attacks are my business. The evidence has been sent to your email address. You can show it to the president."

Hang up the phone.

Lake said to Tiffany, who was sitting there, “Check the Attorney General.”

Tiffany nodded.

Ten minutes later.

A blue Chevrolet that was hit was directly rushing and rammed, hitting the guardrail of the parking lot of the Land Building. After a few consecutive bangs, it hit the wall.

Wow wow wow wow!

Behind him, more than a dozen federal investigation vehicles followed closely.

Dong!

Swag, covered in blood and a serious abdominal wound, squeezed out of the car. He looked at the dozen pistols coming out of the Land Building and kneeled directly at his Land Agent, held his hands high, and said loudly: "My name is Bob Lee Swag. I'm framed. I want to see Lake Edwin!!"
Chapter completed!