239: C239 The Incarnation of God

C239 The Incarnation of God

"Is this a skill from China? "How amazing."

"Mo Mr Ye was protected by God."

"Perhaps he is the incarnation of God!"

Many people felt as if they had seen their daily target of prayer.

The killer remained calm and collected until Ye Mo walked up to him. He had finished firing his bullets, so it was too late for him to change his magazine.

Ready to fight Ye Mo.

However, he did not have the chance to make a move. He was sent flying by Ye Mo's punch and crashed into a wall behind him.

However, this guy could still move around. It was obvious that he did not dare to fight with Ye Mo anymore. He wanted to escape, but Ye Mo stopped him and asked: "Who sent you here?"

At the same time, the America guards nearby had already arrived, and all of them pointed their guns at the assassin.

The killer's eyes were full of murderous intent. He was not afraid and did not answer Ye Mo.

Ma Ke walked over and said, "This is already the fifth time. Hopefully, the first four times had nothing to do with you. Otherwise, you would really be a failed killer and you would end up getting caught. But I'm still alive."

A Lamborghini pulled up at the side of the road, and a black man in a large gold chain got out and walked over to Mark.

"Mr. Mark, let me walk you to the lecture venue." the black man said.

"Mr. Artest, I'm glad to meet you here." Ma Ke immediately recognized him and said.

Ye Mo also felt that Ma Ke's words were familiar. Hearing Ma Ke say this, he knew that Ma Ke was the fist king, Atai.

The surrounding people all became excited, because it was rare to see three such heroic figures appear at the same time.

"I've been your fan since you started playing basketball. Now, I'm still your fan. I really like your speech. You've made me no longer lost." Atai said.

"I'm honored to be able to enlighten you with my speech. Actually, I also have a Twitter to follow you. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Zhitian A'Tai looked Ye Mo up and down and said respectfully:

"This must be the great Mo Mr Ye, right? Thank you for your service to the blacks, and I often read your articles to my children. "

When the two shook hands, it was obvious that Ye Mo was only half the size of A'Tai.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Ye Mo, Atai said, "Come, please get in the car. I'll send you to the scene with my little darling."

Artest probably didn't take into account Mark's height, which was why he said that, but his enthusiasm was commendable.

Ma Ke waved his hand and said, "I'll take my car."

"OK, I'll use my six Hummer to protect you. My home isn't far."

Then Artest turned to the handcuffed killer and said, "You should be glad I was late, or I could have stuffed your head into your chrysanthemum. "OK, sorry for troubling you, please help to get Mr. Mark's car up."

The news of Ma Ke's group being ambushed soon spread to the whole venue.

"Equality, Equality …"

When the crowd heard the news, they all began to get angry, but they still had to maintain their sanity.

Otherwise, if they were to destroy it out of anger, the enemy's goal would be achieved, and then they would seize the opportunity to say that they were doing bad things by virtue of the slogan of freedom and equality.

Thus, they could only shout out their slogans to vent the anger they had towards their enemies.

Not long later, a car arrived on the main road leading to the square. It was the same car that was flipped over just now. It was the one that was erected for them by the crowd on the side of the road.

This car was being escorted by six big Hummer Horses. It was very eye-catching.

Originally, Atai was going to attend an event today, but when he heard that Ma Ke was going to give a speech today, he immediately rejected this event. He didn't expect to encounter Ma Ke's group being ambushed the moment he stepped out of the door.

Very soon, six Hummers were brought from home, escorting Ma Ke and Mo Ye here.

These cars were all luxurious. All of a sudden, so many came out, each of them in a different color. It was an extremely spectacular scene.

The cameramen at the scene focused their cameras on the car in the middle, and when they saw the scene on the big screen, they became very excited.

Many people began to raise up Ma Ke's face plate and Mo Ye's name, rushing to the roadside to welcome the convoy.

This was because they could see from the camera that the one in the damaged car was Ma Ke. And the one in the front passenger seat was presumably Mo Ye.

They were finally able to see the great thinker, who had taken the consciousness of equality a step further.

And today, many people were here because they received the news from Ma Ke that Mo Ye would be attending this speech.

Their enthusiasm was even more intense than when the President had arrived.

"Mo Ye..." "Mo Ye …"

The crowd began to cheer loudly, and many people rushed to the car.

However, there was a path that led to the rostrum. There was a simple fence on the side of the road, and these people were very conscious that they had not stepped over it. They loved their idols and knew how to give themselves enough space.

Warmth, but not madness.

Reaching the side of the square, the six Hummers consciously stopped their escort.

At this moment, the live broadcast was in progress.

Seated in front of the television, Heidler was letting the doctor heal his hand. The pain from his hand had made his two days of life very painful.

Next to him was his family.

"It seems Eugene has failed." Father, you really should listen to me and find a few more assassins. " One of Heidler's sons, Ryan, said.

"How many times have I told you? The more people participate, the higher the chances of us being exposed. Eugene could have been competent, but unfortunately, he met this Chinese fella.

Don't think that just because you're wearing a mask, I can't recognize you! "

Although they had only met once, Heideler's impression of Ye Mo was very deep. Furthermore, Ye Mo's clothes were the same as the one they wore when meeting each other.

"If I had to line up, this would not have happened." Ryan said.

"You? My hand became like this, it was Mo Ye who did it! "

Suddenly, Heidler shouted at the doctor, who was giving him an anesthetic on his hand.

"Did he use Hua Xia's martial arts on you?"

Ryan asked, but he didn't seem to care about his father.

What a strange family.

"I don't know, maybe!"0

At this time, Hildebrand's wife, Haila, who was standing beside them, said, "Truly grand. When Mr. President came a while ago, none of these citizens of America were as eager as you think they were. Now that a Chinese person has come, they are actually this crazy.

"My hand is in such pain, yet you care about others' appearance?" Heidler said reproachfully.

"Of course, if it wasn't for the fact that the assassins you sent out were useless, what should be appearing on the TV now would be the scene of them mourning in silence."

"Because of Mo Ye, this group of black people feel that they are equal to us. The lower races should always be slaves, and any thought of breaking this relationship would be against humanity. This Mo Ye deserves to die ten thousand times for his crimes. "

"I'll contact other killers," he said.

"You should think of a way to deal with the attempted annihilation. As for Mo Ye and Ma Ke, my son and I will make them disappear."

Heidler looked at Ryan with great shame. He was so old, and yet he still dared to violate the girl. He really couldn't hold his head up in front of his son, and now his wife even found out.

Actually, that wasn't the main point. The main point was that his wife was also the daughter of a big family.

If it weren't for the support of his wife's family, the Heidelers would have long since become homeless people on the streets, and would not have developed to such an extent.

Thus, Heidler was still somewhat fearful of Hydra, and currently, he also had a guilty conscience.

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