Chapter 83: Accurate Hit

In the past six months, there have been two famous incidents of throwing shoes at people. One was a good deed done by oppressed foreigners against US President Bu Jiu. This incident is generally appreciated by yellow-skinned humans. But another incident was a shoe-throwing incident that took place in a well-known university in country y, targeting a simple, simple and highly prestigious leader of the Chinese country! Fang Lin only regretted that he was not there at that time, otherwise he would have tortured and then killed him, then tortured and killed him again, and then left him to be blackmailed and exploited, and finally thrown to the greedy and hungry butcher for wanton ravage!

And the soles of the three reporters in front of them have thin mental fluctuations. What kind of person is Fang Lin? Even though there is no equipment bonus, the mental power is still as high as over 100 points! Even though the mental power detection was just a glimpse, it was discovered that the mental power fluctuations were very vicious. It seemed to have no lethality, but in fact it had a slight attraction. To be more specific, as long as you gather your energy and throw the shoe within two meters of the designated target, it will stick to it as if it is automatically tracking! And the inside of the shoes seems to have been specially modified!

If their plot succeeds, the visiting senior leaders from China will definitely lose their image in front of many reporters! At most, the shoe throwers are on the territory of their own country. The violation of the law can be said to be very minor. It is just a public health hazard. I am afraid that they will be imprisoned for several months, but they are called defending human rights. , such a vicious method, the investment is small and the benefits are naturally very valuable. But unfortunately they met Fang Lin!

Fang Lin is not an angry young man, but he is definitely not a cold-blooded person who can ignore the humiliation his country is about to face and stand idly by. He is proud of the blood of the Chinese people flowing in his veins! Seeing Fang Lin stand up expressionlessly and get off the plane that was about to take off. A guard posted by the es consortium next to him cast an inquiring look at Lin Yinxiu, who was in charge. The plane was about to take off in five minutes. . Lin Yinxiu said calmly:

"Book two economy class seats on all passenger planes flying to London within 24 hours, and let the experts who change the appearance come quickly. You must mobilize manpower to block the news and activate the No. 1 emergency plan. If someone shoots something that should not be Weapons of mass destruction may be considered for filming.”

"Yes." A middle-aged man behind her said calmly. This man has been Lin Yinxiu's servant since he was a child. He is very loyal. The use of weapons of mass destruction at the airport did not change his face. However, he immediately said cautiously: "All passenger plane slots within 24 hours are closed." Will it be safe to book only 2 seats?”

"No." Lin Yinxiu said with a smile. The calm smile of this conceited woman was full of disdain and pride: "As long as he is by my side, who else in this world can threaten my safety?" ?”

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Fang Lin's image at this time was that of a thirty-year-old man in a suit and leather tie, with a golden wig on his hair. Even the color of his pupils and his height have been drastically changed. The shoulders are also widened and taller, so he blends in among the passengers without attracting anyone's attention. Lin Yinxiu, whose appearance had also been changed, stepped forward a few steps and took his arm with a charming smile. At this time, the roles of the two seemed to be reversed from their normal images. Lin Yinxiu, who is a cute little bird, and Fang Lin, who is tall and mature, are a perfect match and complement each other.

Fang Lin bought a newspaper nearby and snapped his fingers. The butler next to him, dressed in a wretched manner, half-bowed. He leaned over and handed over a cigar. Xiao Fu was also an actor who could quickly integrate into his role. If his eyes weren't still darting around, adding a bit of a ruffian-like look, he would have been a bit of a butler. style.

Lin Yinxiu snuggled beside him. The two of them were sitting in the smoking waiting room of the boarding hall, perfectly blending into the vast sea of ​​people. At this time, they were only less than twenty meters away from the three big-nosed French reporters with ulterior motives. But within this twenty-meter radius, there were at least seventy or eighty passengers, so the three reporters were not alert to any threat at all. Still pretending to be calm, he was smoking cigarettes nervously, chatting a few words from time to time and playing with the camera.

Fang Lin was holding a cigar in his mouth, holding the charming Lin beauty in his left hand, and holding a newspaper in his right hand as if browsing local and local news. At the same time, he was still puffing away smoke. It looked very impressive. Until the Chinese leader's special plane was about to land, the police began to enforce martial law to evacuate the crowd, and a large group of reporters had passed the security check and poured into the designated interview location, Fang Lin still had no intention of making trouble.

Lin Yinxiu was very surprised. It was rare for her to see Fang Lin showing such a calm and confident expression, which showed that he was really angry at the behavior of these people, so he had made arrangements so that even if Fang Lin immediately killed people, he could cover it up. But now Fang Lin is as calm as the deep ocean, as if he didn't hesitate to give up the flight, but as if he came here specially to smoke and hug himself. Of course, beautiful Lin is willing to be hugged by Fang Lin and is full of happiness. . There is no objection.

A huge passenger plane soared from the sky. It slowly landed on the runway, and the bright red five-star red flag on the body of the plane was clearly visible. Many Chinese students who came to greet them saw the symbol of the motherland, and somehow their eyes suddenly became moist. The feeling of being alone and drifting in a foreign country was immediately diluted, and the strong sense of national pride that emerged was indescribable. Someone suddenly shouted:

"Long live the motherland!"

This voice immediately received a loud response, and finally rolled up and echoed in the sky above the airport! Later, not only the welcoming team, but also all the Chinese people who were boarding and not boarding in the airport cheered together. That scene can only be described in four words:

Blood boiling!

The three reporters with ulterior motives showed a look of fear on their faces, and obviously thought that if they did that kind of thing later, they might be beaten to death by the Chinese people present. But they had successfully passed the security check at this time. It was like an arrow on a string that had to be shot, plus the high reward and security guarantee promised by the mastermind behind the scenes. They swallowed their saliva and continued to move forward, pretending to be calm and mixed in with the reporters.

Security measures were not of much use to them, so the purpose of the three French reporters was to insult rather than kill, and the props they used to implement the plan were not weapons, but props leather shoes worn by everyone.

Fang Lin suddenly took a deep breath, smiled and opened his eyes, looking at the crowd outside who were shouting "Long live the motherland".

"Long live the motherland!" Although Fang Lin had to conceal his identity after the change, he could not stand up and shout at the five-star red flag, but he still shouted this sentence over and over in his heart, his blood surging!

"No one can insult my motherland in front of me! No!"

This was the thought that echoed repeatedly in Fang Lin's heart! At this time, the leader of China had walked down the gangway with a red carpet, and the crowd was excited, and the slogan "Long live the motherland" resounded through the sky! Most people were already in tears! Flashes of light rang out. French President Donlac also smiled and greeted them enthusiastically, but it was hard to tell if there was any sincerity in that fake smile.

At this moment, two of the three French reporters suddenly bent down, took off their leather shoes, threw them over a distance of more than ten meters, and then turned and ran away!

The leather shoes were specially designed, with a sandwich sole and a plastic bag filled with stinking mud. When taking off their shoes, the two French reporters had already opened the mechanism inside. The black mud was mixed with special pigments. Once it was applied to the face, it was difficult to wash it off in a hurry. It would take ten days or half a month to completely fade. It can be seen that the manipulator behind the scenes was insidious!

The French security check may have also received advance warnings, so the three French reporters were indulged to a considerable extent! So much so that they could quickly escape after the action! The inaction of the French police was greatly reflected!

Dirty leather shoes filled with the smell of rancid black mud were flying in the air! The weak mental power attached to them took effect, just like a missile navigation, and hit the target's face accurately with a "pop" sound!

The stench was overflowing! The mud was splattering!

Fang Lin, who was facing away from this direction, smiled coldly and stood up. His eyes were fixed on the three French reporters who had escaped. The airport in the distance was in chaos, with flash lights flashing wildly. The French security personnel were shouting like ants in a hot pot, and President Donlac, who was five meters away from the Chinese leader, was cursing in a rage, slapping his body and face. There was a large mass of filthy black mud on his left face, dripping and stinking!