Those two figures are Zhuge Nanchao's family members, his wife and children.

Seeing them on the plane at this time, Zhuge Nan was excited, feeling that all the efforts over the years had not been in vain, and he had finally been rewarded.

Shen Jiayao and the others were also happy for him, but Ye Fan squinted, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The helicopter slowly landed in the heart of the mine, rolling in the dust.

The crowd jumped off the plane and walked over to the group. Far away, Zhuge Nan saw that his relatives were tied with ropes, their mouths were covered with rags, their clothes were ragged, their faces were yellow and thin, and two lines of hot tears erupted from their eyes at once!

"Shujuan!

Ye Fan patted him on the shoulder and shook his head slightly, it was not time to cry in a group.

Zhuge Nan raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, staggered to walk in the gravel-ridden mining area, and rushed ahead.

"Stop!" When he was more than twenty meters away, a mercenary locked on Zhuge Nan with a gun.

The crowd had to stand there and negotiate with each other.

Seeing Zhuge Nan, the mother and son both shed tears, and the woman shook her head desperately, because she couldn't speak, she could only whimper.

Zhuge Nan burst into tears, his expression was sad, and he was almost unstable on his feet.

"Bishop Beth, the person you want is already at the Los Angeles airport, now it's time for you to release him!" Ye Fan shouted at the bearded bishop.

An hour earlier, the phone call for the exchange of hostages had been made by Beth, and now it was time for the two sides to meet their promises face to face.

Bishop Bethel smiled and replied: "Your Excellency, at least I have to see the flight take off and the Holy Maiden is on her way back to the Holy See safely before I can agree to your release." ”

"No problem!" Ye Fan took out his satellite phone and contacted Tu Su.

At Los Angeles International Airport, little nun Joan of Arc stepped out of the Rolls-Royce car escorted by more than a dozen handsome men in black, and she still doesn't know where she is going.

These were all bodyguards of the Rockefeller family, perhaps at the request of their master, and sent themselves to some city to join the demon, right? Joan of Arc secretly guessed in her mind.

Walking at the head of the line, the grim man with a scar on his face raised his hand and motioned to wait in place.

He is Tu Su!

At this moment, the mobile phone in Tu Su's pocket rang, and he stared at Joan of Arc while talking on the phone, his eyes flashing coldly.

The little nun waited anxiously for the hair to fall, and soon, Tu Su beckoned to her: "It's time for you to board the plane!"

"Where are you going to take me?" Joan of Arc looked at him carefully.

"Where you should go. Tu Su turned his head, strode forward, showed the way, led Joan of Arc into a security checkpoint, and slipped the ticket into her hand.

"Rome?" Joan of Arc froze for a moment as she saw the destination of the flight on the ticket.

When she was able to return to the Holy See, why was there a hint of undesirable smell quietly spreading in her heart? Was that nostalgia?

Looking back at the crowded airport hall, Joan of Arc seemed to be looking for someone, but unfortunately she didn't wait for that person until the moment before boarding.

The flight took off smoothly, and an Italian man in the crowd who was pushing a bag took out his mobile phone and reported the situation to Bishop Bethle.

"Very well, Your Excellency is very trustworthy, then this deal can be honored!" the Bishop ended the call, nodding to the servants behind him.

"Finally, I didn't wait so long in vain!" Ye Fan showed a smile that seemed to be satisfied.

Zhuge Nan's wife and children were pushed over, and the group of mercenaries immediately moved backwards and moved into the distance while on guard, and Bishop Bolu's side also quickly turned around, intending to leave in those bulletproof cars.

"Wait, shall I allow you to go?" Ye Fan stopped the gang.

The bishop looked surprised and turned his head to look at him, "Your Excellency wants to repent?"

"No, you've forgotten something. Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Whoever forgets it, whoever takes it back." ”

The Holy See and the Blackwater mercenaries were suspicious and confused. Only Marcus had a flash of alarm in the depths of his eyes.

"Is there a mistake Your Excellency?" said Bishop Bethle, with his hands furrowed and his eyebrows, "we have not forgotten anything. ”

"Oh, so you want to leave?" Ye Fan crooked his mouth and sneered: "Then let's make a break!"

"What do you mean...... Bishop Bolu's face was ugly, when he set off from the Vatican, he already knew what Ye Fan's identity was, in front of the Blood Emperor, even the Holy Spirit was defeated in a mess, where could he be reckless. Bishop Pyrrhus just wanted to complete the task as soon as possible, complete the hostage exchange, and return to the Holy See safely, and did not want anything extraneous to happen.

"Look closely, and you'll see what it means right away. Before Ye Fan's words fell, the person had already flashed in front of Xiao Jun, and with a lightning shot, he pulled something out from under the boy's clothes!

"Huh!**!?"

Most of the people present were experienced ** Lake, and after just one glance, they recognized what this thing was, and exclamations suddenly rang out.

This is not just a **, but also a remote control with a powerful explosion ** - American Destroyer Type B.

At the sight of this thing, the faces of Sabadis and the bishop and the others turned green.

If this thing explodes, it will be difficult for life within a radius of more than ten meters to survive! Hiding ** on the child's body, its sinister intentions are too vicious!

"Get down!" Shen Jiayao screamed loudly, pulling the few women around her to quickly lie down on the gravel road.

Seeing that the matter was revealed, Marcus hid his hand in his trouser pocket and viciously pressed the remote control button!

The red light on the head of the Destroyer** was immediately lit, and a sharp and piercing sound of death sounded, and within three seconds, there was no doubt that a violent explosion would occur!

At this moment, even the mercenaries of the Blackwater Company were shocked, their eyes were round, and they fell to the ground with their heads in their hands.

In the whole open space, because of this **, a large number of people have fallen!

Marcus's grim face was full of happiness after his success, but as soon as he lay down desperately, there was an additional figure in front of him!

Ye Fan carried the ** that had been exploded, and actually came to him at the same time, and the corners of his mouth raised a wisp of arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

At this moment, Marcus almost tore his eye sockets, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat, although he was an outlaw, he was also afraid of death, and he never thought that one day, he would dig his own grave and blow himself up!

In his terrified gaze, the high-explosive ** in Ye Fan's hand exploded!

A rapidly expanding terrifying energy was like a dazzling little sun, releasing a blazing heat, reflecting Marcus's desperate eyes.

It is conceivable that under such close contact, he will have no bones left, and there will be no scum left!

However, there was only a moment of dazzling light, and this energy was highly compressed inward in Ye Fan's hand, and the dark internal flame showed its terrifying destructive power, and in just two seconds, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and completely extinguished!

Ten seconds passed, and the people on the ground did not hear the violent explosions and screams, and then some people looked up nervously and looked around.

There was no explosion, only the man calmly threw away a few pieces of scorching scrap metal.

Marcus was stunned, the cold sweat on his forehead seemed to be fished out of a basin of water, his eyes were straight, and he stared at Ye Fan's hands.

Is he human or not?

Marcus, with a blank expression, had only one thought left in his mind.

"Do you know why you failed?" Ye Fan squinted and smiled at Marcus.

"For ...... Why?"

"That's because you're not ruthless enough. Ye Fan shook his head and looked at the mine behind him that was full of holes and holes, "If I were you, I would bury a few tons there." Boom!

Marcus craned his stiff neck and stared blankly at the mine, his mouth feeling dry.

Ye Fan clapped his hands with satisfaction, and was about to pick up Marcus's neck and interrogate him, when he suddenly became alert, looked up at the sky in the distance, and a shadow actually spit out a crimson tail flame, which came in an instant, and swept towards this side quickly!