Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

Fortunately, Europe has been invaded by the shadows, after all, as long as they express their distrust of them and refuse to send the sword over, they can't say anything.

But the Americans are not so foolish.

By the way, the Royal Navy has just received information that the Chinese aircraft carrier and the ninth detachment of the destroyer responsible for escorting are passing through the Suez Canal.

To drive the nine branches, the group of Orientals are particularly good at giving a bland name to very powerful things.

They actually call this unit a "detachment."

Na obviously has a powerful fleet of eight first-class shield ships, eight first-class frigates, and 16 second-class frigates. The number of ships has exceeded the total number of the Royal Navy.

The Chinese did not make any demands on the sword that just came out of the lake, but at this time such a powerful fleet was heading towards Gibraltar through the Suez Canal, and everyone was nervous.

Ms. M sighed.

When she was a little girl, although the Royal Navy could no longer control the waves, but at least she shared the world's oceans with the U.S. Navy.

At that time, the colony fleet composed of mass-produced colonial cruisers of the Royal Navy could easily crush the main naval forces of most countries.

Now that it is good, it is classified as a second-class frigate by the Chinese, and it is a mass-produced ship that is similar to that of the Royal Navy's colonial cruiser.

The Chinese have produced dozens of these ships, and dozens of ships are still under construction on the berth.

As for their capital ships, the Royal Navy can only sigh.

The main electromagnetic gun alone is not something the Royal Navy can afford.

——Hedong for thirty years, Hexi for thirty years.

Ms. M was sighing, the phone on the desk rang.

"Ms. M, I think you should take a look at this."

"Send it to my tablet." After Ms. M said, she put down the phone, picked up his Warwick tablet, and clicked on the video that just popped up.

The video was shot with a handheld device. A woman surrounded by a flame of life, holding a long sword, standing in a field, looking at the camera's direction.

Ms. M picked up the phone that was just put down again: "Did you find the location of the video publisher?"

"It has been determined that the special service team is rushing to the scene."

"What about drones?"

"The Air Force is still in contact, but our agents are controlling Da Jiang's commercial drone to the scene. Real-time images of the scene will be available in a few minutes."

"What does the analysis team think of the video?" Ms. M continued to ask questions.

The answer was fluent over there: "They think this person is Shelley, and the sword in her hand is very similar to the ancient long sword we found in Loch Ness."

"Our sword was stolen?" Ms. M frowned.

"No, the manor said that the sword is still well stored in the vault."

"Let them enter the vault immediately to verify! I want to make sure the sword is there!"

"Yes. By the way, the live real-time picture is here."

Without waiting for Ms. M's order, the picture was sent to her tablet.

It is a bird's-eye view from the drone.

At this time, Shelley raised his head and glanced at the drone's lens.

"How high is our drone?" Ms. M asked over the phone.

"One thousand and one hundred meters, with the size of a drone, you should not be able to see it from the ground with the naked eye."

"She saw it." Ms. M said confidently. "She must have seen the drone."

As if echoing the words of Ms. M, Shelley, who had been standing with the sword, moved, holding the sword in one hand and holding it high.

In the next moment, the sword burst out with dazzling light.

Ms. M heard the secretary on the phone whispered: "Wang Defa?"

"Calm, gentleman, you are a trained professional. You shouldn't lose your temper when faced with this level of things." Ms. M said calmly, while watching the picture.

The sword now looked like a burning torch, but the flame of the torch formed the shape of a long sword.

Shelley faced the hill directly in front of him and cut down the sword.

The small hill suddenly exploded, and huge stones and a lot of mud were thrown into the sky.

Ms. M still looked at the picture calmly, and at the same time ordered the other end of the phone: "Let the analysis team estimate the equivalent of the explosion. By the way, did the monitoring center monitor fluctuations?"

"Ms. Report, no."

Ms. M looked at the screen. At this time, Shelley put down her sword and raised her head again and looked in the direction of the drone lens.

——She is looking at me.

Ms. M suddenly had such an idea.

--why? What does she mean?

——Could it be that you are provoking?

While Ms. M was meditating, Shelley turned around and walked towards the small bungalow behind him-where the house should be a hunting lodge for the rich or aristocrats. When the owner does not come for a holiday, this kind of house is usually idle.

Ms. M watched Shelley enter the house and asked the phone, "Have you confirmed the owner of the cabin?"

"Yes, Sir Isaac, is now playing golf on a golf course outside of London."

"Go and catch him. The Rangers immediately went to surround the cabin."

Although this order was given, Ms. M didn't think she could catch anyone in the hut.

After a brief hesitation, she ordered: "Send additional security forces to the manor."

Ma Sha did not actually wait at the top of the castle because he found that the most convenient way to bury so many explosives is to play in person.

Therefore, after putting on pressure on Shelley, he had to put on his tool man crown, take a small pickaxe, and go to the place Shelley chose to dig a hole for the explosives.

Before Shelley began to "act", he returned to the castle.

——Think about it carefully, I, a man who has stirred the world, is a bit too stubborn. Most of the dirty work is done by me personally.

——I really want to just sit here and drink tea, shake the feather fan leisurely, and arrange all the opponents.