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Anthony was in a bad mood today, and even knocked over his favorite coffee cup in the morning in a distraught, and the cup rolled to the ground, shattering with a dull thud, and staining his newly laid carpet, which made his mood worse, and he was on the verge of exploding.

And this qiē all originated from a news broadcast on the TV station one day, which was originally the prime time of the news period, and there was a guy who didn't know what to do, a man like a nervous man who threatened on TV, and finally said what he wanted to conquer mankind?

Hmph, Anthony sneered in his heart, this is something that even the Beatles can't do, he even wants to achieve it.

I have long said that don't take the review of the TV station lightly, now it's okay, even this kind of guy can appear on TV, although this man is very handsome, Anthony feels that he is only a little worse than himself, but it still affects the security of the city.

But what made him even more depressed was that there were still people in society who believed it was true, and even some people said that it would be a terrorist attack, and Anthony felt that person must be an idiot, whether it was the one who appeared on TV or the one who believed it to be true.

Because he can guarantee that this idiot who is on TV will soon be sent to the police station, and has been charged with disrupting the peace and spreading rumors, knowing that the ubiquitous cameras in Los Angeles will definitely make people despair.

Anthony was more interested in how he got into the TV station, and if it hadn't been for the violent invasion, maybe he would have taken advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.

But because of this incident, this trivial matter, I have to go to a press conference early in the morning today, God, the Los Angeles port rush incident has not been dealt with clearly. It's been so long, Anthony wonders if he's going to bang the police chief.

Hoping that it would not affect his resume, Anthony drank the newly served coffee, and the secretary next to him said, "Your Excellency, Mayor." The reporters are all here. "She has a sweet voice and a sweet figure, and she is a black beauty.

Anthony straightened his tie to make himself look more energetic, "Podova, you look so beautiful today." He praised without hesitation.

As he passed by the female secretary, he kissed her hard. The female secretary smiled shyly.

When they arrived at the scene, the cameras and cameras in the hands of the reporters crackled non-stop, and Anthony took out the manuscript prepared in advance, put it on the table, and began the conference.

Live broadcast, this kind of moment everyone needs to come from an official statement. Anthony knows, as for the content, Anthony is about to memorize it, the country's policy is like this, every time he encounters a suspected terrorist attack, it is nothing more than resolutely investigating and thoroughly protecting. There are absolutely no compromises and concessions to terrorists, and every time it is much the same.

But even so, Anthony held this conference impassionedly, and the scene burst into applause with his speech, and the instant waving and excellent eloquence was his capital and the guarantee of his survival.

“…… Therefore, we will not make concessions to extremists, but please trust me! Soon, they will be brought to justice! Anthony shook his fist. This sermon is over.

There was a continuous applause from the audience, accompanied by the flash of flashing lights, Anthony walked to the stage, and the reporters below were all around, and there were constantly security guards blocking them. And they didn't dare to get too far ahead.

The microphones were going to block Anthony's face.

"Your Excellency Mayor, what does this matter stand for?"

"Mayor, how to solve the growing number of gangsters on the streets of Los Angeles."

"Port ...... Los Angeles"

Anthony should turn a deaf ear, and he understands the truth that if you say too much, you will lose, especially in public, so he just walks with his head bored.

"That's right, I'm excited to hear it, but how are you going to deal with it?" A slightly familiar voice crept into his ears, a voice that seemed to have a magical power, allowing him to hear it clearly in the midst of the cacophony around him.

He looked up a little strangely, looked at the group of people in front of him, and he quickly found his target, because not far away, there was a handsome young man, far away from the crowd, looking out of place, as if looking down on the crowd.

Anthony felt familiar to him, but couldn't remember where he had seen him.

However, others had already recognized it, and the security captain was the first to make a move, "Terrorist!" Protect the Mayor!! Quickly control him!! He called over the intercom and covered Anthony.

He escorted Anthony to slowly retreat, and the crowd around him parted like a tide, and the reporters who didn't want to die were gearing up, and the photographers were on standby, which was big news, and the main reason why they were so bold could also be because they saw that this man was alone, as long as he didn't have a bomb tied to him, he wouldn't pose a threat to them.

The security guards were nearby, and as soon as there was an accident, they immediately surrounded the man, and they scattered into a semicircle, surrounding the man.

The middle-aged man shook his head, as if to express some kind of regret, the security guards had already surrounded him, "Put your hands on top of your head!" Immediately!! ”

After shouting a few times but still not moving, a security guard slowed down and tried to step forward, but the man opened his mouth and said slowly, "It's a pity that I didn't hear a good answer, but I'm not called sir, and I'm no longer a child of hell here." ”

"I came up with a good name for myself...... Call me ...... Oh, God. ”

The air froze in an instant, and Mammon's figure flickered, as if ignoring time and space, and appeared directly in front of the security guard closest to him, "The first." He raised an eyebrow and said to the man.

He stretched out his hands and placed them lightly on the guard's chest, and then, without much force, the security guard was torn in half by him from the middle, from the heart, and the brain and internal organs were all split, as if they had been chopped open from top to bottom by a blunt object.

Mammon tosses his body in half, bright blood and warm entrails spilled on the ground, the ceiling and chandelier drenched in blood, forming an abstract work of hell.

There was silence for a few seconds, and the security captain was the first to react, "Fire!" He shouted hoarsely, and his voice was a little out of tune.

Gunfire erupted.

The crowd around them was like a frying pan, and the reporters stopped broadcasting and began to scatter everywhere.

"Monster!!"

"The monster kills!!"

"What a terrible monster!"

Mammon did have a more civilized way to destroy a human being, but instead of using it, he chose the most primitive and bloody method, which could better deter humans, and now it seems that he did succeed.