So he immediately continued to tell Garen about his great achievements in a more pleasing tone:

"Not only that"

"I have completely drawn a line with my feudal bureaucratic family, and Spanda has also fallen into the French Open because of this reactionary leader."

"Please rest assured Lord Garen!"

"I will definitely tie the shameless lackey of the Tianlong man to you and your girlfriend in person, so that this bastard will pay the price for the tragedy he created in O'Hara!"

"Um"

Garen's expression became more and more bizarre.

He was not concerned about Spandam selling his father for honor, but

"that"

He held it in a long time before he asked in an extremely strange tone:

"Spandam, did you really run to attack Mary Joa by yourself?"

"Of course!"

There was no trace of tension or panic in Spandam's voice, only full of compassion.

After all, in his impression, there were only a group of fat pigs who were unable to fight back.

The last forces of the world government are now in his hands, and the great contribution of liberation of the capital is simply within reach.

"All right"

Galen sighed deeply and said to Spandam on the other end of the phone:

"Since you are so brave and fearless, I can only express my support."

"Comrade Spandam."

He calmed down and said in a formal tone that commends the martyrs:

"I promise you:"

"Your sacrifice will not be in vain."

“The alliance and the people, never forget the contribution you have made to the cause of justice.”

"Forehead?"

Spandam was a little confused:

"sacrifice?"

"Will you forget me?"

"I'm not dead again!"

A terrified voice suddenly rang from the other end of the phone, which made Garen here feel a little harsh.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of gunfire and gunfire stopped.

Instead, there were continuous vibrations.

It's like an earthquake, a tsunami, or a storm, and the sound contains powerful power.

And under the cover of this violent tremor, the screams and wails became powerless whispers.

Soon, the noisy sound suddenly stopped.

A sound similar to the tearing of cloth came from the other end of the phone bug.

Galen could hear it, it was the sound of flesh and blood tearing.

Then there was another dull sound of falling to the ground, and the other side of the phone was completely silent.

Apparently, the person who had the phone bug was dead before.

"Oh"

"Jumping clown."

A sound as plain as water but cold as bones suddenly rang out.

Then, accompanied by a rustling noise, the sound became clearer:

"you"

"Is it Garen?"

"Yes."

Garen probably realized who the person on the other side of the phone was, so he asked tentatively: "Are you that Im?"

The other party did not answer directly, but just said coldly to the microphone:

"Don't be too happy too early."

"The next thing is the real battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

"Im all showed up in person"

Galen put down the microphone and couldn't help but mourn silently for the only victim on his side:

"Comrade Spandam, you are really dead!"
Chapter completed!