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0777 Secret War
Terry invests in superhero movies, and this time he and Scarlett appeared in person to hold a press conference, which naturally attracted many questions from reporters. Everyone was like a wolfdog after smelling meat buns, swarming up and interviewing Terry and Scarlett.
Scarlett is used to seeing these scenes. She responds fluently, looks forward to the flight, and kills many films in a short time. Terry also acted very calmly, answered everyone's questions very considerately, and even had a little humor, which was very useful to the reporters present.
This young man from a wealthy family seems to be a born entertainer, and the entertainment industry is quite suitable for him.
Isabella was not in a hurry to ask questions. Most of the questions asked before were related to movies. She was waiting for the opportunity while observing her surroundings.
As a security consultant, Liao Yang is not here. This is not like him. He always takes his work seriously. Shouldn't he be by Terry's side at this time?
There are indeed some security guards in the hall at this time. They are all guards of Terry's family and do not belong to the Thunder Team Could it be that Terry and the Thunder Team have terminated their contract? Or do they have other jobs?
¡°It¡¯s almost meal time.¡±
Terry looked at the brand-name watch he was wearing and said, "There is not much time left for everyone to ask questions."
"Mr. Terry, first of all, congratulations on the success of your new movie."
Isabella finally spoke. She took the recording microphone and pointed it at Terry.
"Oh, it's Miss Isabella."
Terry nodded towards her, "I thought you weren't going to speak today."
"How is that possible? Instead, I have very sharp questions to ask, and I hope Mr. Terry can answer them directly."
"I still hope you can be merciful. The fighting power of this great reporter is too high. I'm afraid I can't stop you."
"I'm not a wolf or a leopard, Mr. Terry doesn't need to be afraid."
Isabella got straight to the point, "I just want to ask, I heard that you were attacked at the last charity gala. Have you found the person who attacked you?"
"This question should be asked to our New York police."
Terry smiled, "How would I know."
"Then do you have any suspicion? Who would want to attack you?"
"Is it your business rival? I heard that Hill Pharmaceuticals has just been acquired by you?"
"You are a well-known arms dealer. Is it possible that some arms exporting countries are retaliating against you?"
"Please answer, Mr. Terry!"
Faced with the sudden storm of questions, Terry smiled and continued, "Although these questions have nothing to do with my moviebut since everyone wants to know, I will give you an explanation here."
He crossed his arms and looked at everyone, "I don't know exactly who attacked me. I only know that they were challenging the authority of the New York police. You know, I attended a charity party that night and donated money at the party. 10 million to help those displaced by the war. But on this beautiful night, I suffered a terrorist attack."
He was wearing sunglasses and couldn¡¯t see his face clearly, but one could hear anger and disappointment in his voice.
"For a city like this, luckily we have the Dark Knight King. He does things that stupid police officers can't do, so I like him and want to make a movie about him. I think everyone also likes this cool guy, right?" ?"
Isabella was a little surprised. Young Master Terry's mind was spinning so fast that he actually brought the topic back to the movie in a few words.
Isabella didn¡¯t know that Terry was still doing two things at this time. While answering reporters' questions, he listened to various briefings coming from his earphones.
"At point a, the opponent's sniper has been removed."
"At point b, capture two lurkers."
"CIA is watching us, do you want to take action?"
"No, just let them do whatever they want, don't provoke those guys."
The Thunder Team, with a few guards, is constantly capturing agents and killers of the Order Group. In a black car parked not far away, a man wearing a black suit and white gloves was playing with the playing cards in his hand while listening to the reports of his men.
His name is Magician, and his identity is one of the bishops of the Order Group. His job is to lurk in the city of New York and conduct intelligence and assassination work. At the same time, he was also responsible for winning over some powerful people and politicians to let them take over the order.Team work.
Under his planning, many people became part of the Order Group. He was like poison, slowly spreading the influence of the Order in New York.
He thinks that all this is his own magic technique, which is dazzling and mysterious, and he has everything under control.
He has arranged many means tonight. If he cannot capture Terry Bobby alive, then he will get rid of him!
However, his hidden sentries were removed one after another, and then the news came that his own Jack of Spades sniper had been killed.
"Where's the queen of spades?"
He frowned, this Terry Bobby hired experts to take charge. The other party must also be a senior agent. He is familiar with every sniper spot, leaving his secret sentries nowhere to hide.
"We have also been discovered and are being evacuated!"
"King of spades?"
His frown deepened, as if he was playing chess with someone and his own chess moves had been figured out by the other party.
"The king of spades is safe."
Just as I remembered the voice of the King of Spades, the report came again from the earphones, "The Queen of Spades has been caught."
"Let the King of Spades continue to lurk, and the other Spades teams go out to attract the opponent's attention."
"yes."
At present, he can only abandon his car to save his handsome man. The King of Spades is the most powerful sniper under his command, and he will not let himself down.
Just as he finished issuing the order, the car window was suddenly knocked. The magician flipped his hand and the playing cards he just grabbed disappeared somewhere. He calmed down and slowly pressed down the car window. There was an old Asian man in a cleaner's uniform standing outside.
"What happened?"
The magician asked with a gentle smile on his face.
"Sir, do you have a lighter?"
The other party held a cigarette in his hand and asked himself.
"Yes, I'll give it to you."
The magician reached for the glove box. He glanced at it with his peripheral vision and saw that the cleaner had his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his lips.
The magician's hand touched a button in the glove box, and suddenly there was a bang, and a cloud of white smoke exploded in the car, like a huge white mushroom, filling the entire car in an instant, and then from It sprayed out of the window, soaking the surrounding area in white smoke.
"Ahem"
Fan Dong immediately covered his mouth. He didn't expect that the other party would use this method. There was the sound of the car door slamming in his ears. Although he couldn't see it, his ears jumped twice.
Fan Dong waved his hand, and the two silver needles clasped in his right hand instantly pierced into the vast white smoke! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com