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47 Blow up your sister’s school! Please support me!

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After dinner.

Qin Yu accompanied Great-Grandfather to watch the news broadcast.

At this moment, the news broadcast was about the opening of a high-speed rail in Dongshan Province, speeding up the journey to the neighboring province and greatly reducing the time. Anyway, don't expect to see negative news in the news broadcast.

However, this was understandable. If even the national television station reported negative news, what would the public think?

What did the other countries think?

Although Great Xia did not make everyone a millionaire, as long as they were not lazy, they would not starve to death.

Most importantly, Great Xia was the safest country in the world!

In China, you could eat skewers until midnight and wander home.

On the other hand, overseas, most people would choose to stay at home after seven o'clock, let alone go home alone at midnight.

It wasn't that the outside world wasn't fun, but that they didn't dare to!

They were afraid that they would be robbed or get into an argument and get shot.

Perhaps, eating skewers on the roadside and bragging would never be seen in a country where guns were freely held.

At this moment.

The news broadcast suddenly broke the news.

" The latest news from our station: The world-class terrorist organization LSLS has just released the latest news.”

" Declared that a terrorist attack would be launched on the Sheng Dun region in the M Nation in the near future…"

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LSLS?

Wasn't the LSLS active in the Middle East?

Why did he want to mess with M Nation?

Moreover, as the world's largest terrorist organization and arms dealer, 90% of the firearms of terrorist organizations were purchased from the United States.

However, LSLS had now announced that they would launch a terrorist attack on the United States.

Wasn't this courting death?

The mother was the one who had milk, but the son now wanted to do whatever he wanted with his mother!

Wait, attack Sheng Dun?

Qin Yu had a flash of inspiration and frowned, realizing that this matter was not simple.

Great-Grandfather Qin was even more direct. He stood up abruptly and walked towards the bedroom. He took out his satellite phone and called Qin Xiaotian.

He looked at the news broadcast that was talking about prosperity and democratism, and then looked at the old man who was holding a satellite phone and calling his cheap father.

Qin Yu felt that this matter was most likely related to Qin Xiaotian.

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7:25 PM.

In the Hilton presidential suite in Shengdun, Murica.

Qin Xiaotian sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and watched as his wife, Ping Yilin, pasted the blueprints on the wall.

On the side, most of the members of the King Special Combat Team were also waiting for Ping Yilin to paste the blueprint on the wall.

Monument.

The Jackson Memorial.

The president's statue.

Lin Memorial Hall.

Snow White Palace.

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The buildings that Ping Yilin had pasted on the wall were all very memorable and symbolic buildings in America. There were more than ten of them.

After Ping Yilin pasted all the maps on the wall.

Qin Xiaotian stood up from the sofa and looked back and forth at the blueprint.

He would choose one of these places and make a move to leave a memorial in Murica.

"Boss, these places are heavily guarded. It's not easy for us to attack.”

"Boss, why isn't there a school? Don't you like to blow up schools?”

"That's right. The school basically has zero garrison, and the commotion caused is not any smaller than the ones on the blueprint.”

Qin Xiaotian's face darkened, and he scolded and kicked them.

"I blew up your damn school.”

"I just want to leave some mementos for Murica, not for my students.”

"I have blown up at least eighty schools, if not a hundred, but have I ever hurt a student?”

"Remember, students are the latest to suffer. It's even more tiring than us being mercenaries. Moreover, they are the hope of the country's future.”

Other than Qin Xiaotian and Ping Yilin, the other members of the King Special Combat Team were all over 1.9 meters tall and very strong.

However, when faced with Qin Xiaotian's beating, they could only accept it with a smile and did not dare to dodge.

"Boss, how about we blow up the monument?" Blackie asked, clutching his butt.”

"This is much more interesting than blowing up the White House.”

A monument!

The symbol of America was similar to Great Xia's Hero Memorial Hall.

If the monument was blown up, the Americans would definitely go crazy and bite whoever they caught.

"No rush."

Qin Xiaotian shook his head and said,"Before we blow up, we still have one more mission, the most glorious mission in history!"”

A member of the special forces.

"Glory? Could it be that he wanted to overthrow the regime of a small country?”

"Did you pay a lot? How much could he give? Can I take 100 million?"

"No!" "It's not **, and there's no remuneration. We also need to buy our own weapons and equipment…" Qin Xiaotian said seriously.

Before Qin Xiaotian could finish his sentence, Ping Yilin's phone rang in his pocket…

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