This was a grand gathering and a unique and cutting-edge mission. After receiving information from the agent, more than half of the people of Seraphim set out from all over the world to the UK where terrorists are the most rampant.

The UK is a breeding ground for terrorists and also a paradise for killers. It is full of immigrants from all countries. In London alone, there are no less than thirty terrorist organizations, not to mention all kinds of killer organizations.

Every day, people are assassinated by killers, and every day, all kinds of assassination information are hidden in a certain section of the newspaper. The upper class lives in the circle of the upper class, and the lower class is always in the lower class, with clear boundaries between each other, and no one knows what potential dangers there will be outside the circle.

A private club in the west of London ushered in a grand masquerade ball. This kind of ball is a circle of upper class for the upper class to enjoy. When wearing masks to each other, you can show your charm as much as possible and hook up with the girl you like, who is also wearing masks.

These girls may be ladies, celebrities, or famous soccer. To describe it as popular in London upper class, such a dance party is a dance night to vent its stress relief; in the words of the natives in London, this is a super ******* for breeding pigs and bitches.

Everyone doesn't know each other. When the dance party begins, the alcohol and hormones dissipated in the air will instantly turn people into beasts.

Don’t worry about not having enough rooms. All rooms will be rooms and some spaces that will be freed up.

But today's masquerade party was a bit deserted. Under the dim light, men and women wearing masks seemed quite gentle and polite. They did not communicate with each other, and they carefully kept a certain distance from each other, for fear of encountering each other.

Apart from that, none of them drink alcohol, they all choose pure water or soda water.

This is a strange thing that has never happened before. If it were the past, these men and women would have hugged each other and danced together, and then, with acquiescent, pushed open a room and hugged each other in the darkness.

But this is not the case now. Not to mention kissing passionately, they don’t even have a conversation. Because they are not sure what kind of emergencies will encounter when they meet each other for a while. And as long as they encounter emergencies, they will die.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!..."

The bell at 10 o'clock in the evening was clearly transmitted to the dance scene, loud and dull, making the dance venue from deserted to silence.

Everyone stopped their hands, either chose to lean against the corner of the wall, or chose dark corners, or chose marble columns. They cleverly hid themselves and showed their vigilance with their body movements.

"Wow!"

The door opposite the stairs on the second floor opened. With the dark red wooden door carved with countless flowers, a man wearing a black cloak and an angel mask walked out and stood in the center of the stairs.

Seeing the angel mask walking out, everyone focused their eyes on each other's face, and their eyes were filled with unconcealed worship.

"Xing Tian," the man in the angel mask spoke, slowly rushing to the dance floor on the first floor and whispered: "The God of War in the prehistoric Chinese mythology is said to be the first warrior of Yan Emperor. After Huangdi defeated Yan Emperor Yu Banquan, Xing Tian was in a row. Yan Emperor died, Xing Tian settled his tribe members, holding a sharp axe and a shield, and rushed to the front of the Huangdi Palace, which became the Emperor of Heaven. Huangdi wore a hang to fight, and tried his best to win and cut off his head. However, Xing Tian refused to surrender and was resurrected with his incomplete body. Without a head, he used his breast as his eyes, his navel as his mouth, his left hand as his shield, and his right hand as his axe, and he fought like a mountain. Later, a poet praised him: Jingwei held a small wood and would fill the sea with him; Xing Tian danced with a strong ambition, and his fierce ambition was always there. Xing Tian symbolized a spirit that never compromised!"

The people on the dance floor listened quietly, although they were confused, but they were still waiting patiently. This was different from before. Seraph never said a word of nonsense, but today they said a lot.

"There are only two words you want to remember tonight: Xing Tian!"

The Angel Mask exhaled the last two words in an extremely calm and powerful tone, turned around and walked towards the dark red door.

"Bang!"

As the door was closed, everyone on the dance floor showed a puzzled expression.

"boom!"

The violent explosion sounded without warning, and a ball of violent black and red flames soared into the sky. The exploded floor tiles were unscrupulously facing all directions, and under the propelling of the scorching shock wave, they turned into pieces of harvesting blades from hell!

A person who was close to the distance was directly impacted and flew up. The moment he flew up, the harvest blades produced by countless explosions ruthlessly pierced their bodies, tearing them to pieces.

This is a trap!

The moment the explosion sounded, the people on the dance floor immediately escaped with their own methods. But this was just the beginning, and the explosion was far more than a point in the center of the dance floor.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The four points in the club seemed to be summoned and exploded at the same time. During the explosion, countless people's bodies were torn apart, no matter how strong they were.

But this is still not over. After the four points in the club exploded at the same time, countless explosion points sounded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Balls of black and red flames sprayed upwards, and waves of shock waves gathered together to form a super impact storm!

"Crazy..."

"Bang!Bang!..."

When it encountered such a violent explosion, the club collapsed with overwhelming groans. The way it collapsed was not to fall sideways, but to collapse downwards as a whole. The huge bricks and stones mixed with wooden pillars, burying all their lives at their feet without any mercy.

In an instant, the club turned into a pile of ruins, and only a few people could escape. But there was no smell of blood here, because the blood had been burned completely by the flames.

"Did you remember my name?" In the car, the man wearing an angel mask asked the middle-aged man beside him. Without waiting for the other party to answer, he continued to repeat: "Xing Tian, ​​the God of War Xing Tian!"

After saying that, the man got out of the car, put down the handbrake of the car, and smiled at the middle-aged man while placing gears for the car, "Serraine, the lake is two hundred meters ahead. Life or death depends on you, bye."

A brick was pressing heavily on the accelerator, and the car carried the tied middle-aged man straight towards the deep water lake two hundred meters away.

Half a minute later, the sound of the car falling into the water rang out.
Chapter completed!