Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Fuck!" The owner of Temu Island smashed the red wine in front of him in anger. The broken glass cut the arm of the slave kneeling on the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The slave didn't dare to cry out in pain, and no one else cared about his life or death.

The owner of Temu Island's fat chest rose and fell, and his face was distorted and ferocious, staring at his subordinates in front of him: "Where are our missiles! Shoot them down!"

His people looked embarrassed, raised their heads slightly and observed the guests who had not yet dispersed around them, hesitating and not daring to speak.

The owner of Temu Island didn't care about the people around him, and shouted: "Speak! Where are our missiles? Why don't you use missiles to shoot them down!"

His people saw that he was angry, and they didn't dare to hide it. They stammered: "The missile cruise system... is stuck. We don't have satellite signals and can't lock the target."

"?" The owner of Temu Island suspected that he was hallucinating: "What did you say!"

"Our missile cruise system has lost the signal and can't be used." His people took a deep breath and said it again.

The island owner of Temu staggered backwards due to exhaustion, and only relied on his quick eyes and hands to hold on to the sofa chair beside him to barely stabilize his body. His face was very ugly, his eyes were red, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The dignitaries and celebrities who came to play with him also heard the words of his subordinates. They lost their usual calmness and were anxious to ask him for an explanation like ants on a hot pot.

"What's going on? Can't we leave?"

"Didn't you say that this place is absolutely safe and won't be exposed? What should I do now! I'm about to participate in the election. If there is a scandal, my career will be over. No, you must find a way for me. I want to leave, and leave immediately."

"Why are you still standing there? Help us find a way to send us away!"

The entangled voices of everyone sounded like a spell in the ears of the island owner of Temu. He tried palely and weakly to appease these dignitaries and celebrities.

"Don't worry, no matter who the other party is, they dare not expose us. Don't worry, we are behind..." Someone didn't finish speaking.

Then he saw another of his men staggering in, stumbling and falling in front of them, kneeling in panic.

"Island Master, something bad has happened!"

"Speak."

"IPA has brought people up!"

"What!" Before the island master of Temu had digested the news, he heard his men shouting hoarsely: "They, they are outside, and they will break in soon!"

"?!"

The island master of Temu felt a constant buzzing in his ears, his brain was blank under extreme stimulation and lost the ability to think, his lips trembled and he was at a loss.

"... How is it possible."

How dare IPA?

Even if the IPA gang really dared to break into the island, who provided them with weapons and equipment, and who blocked the signal of the missile cruise system on their island behind the scenes?

Who dared to go against the Sixth Continent and the Theron Family!

Before he could think clearly, he heard a kick on the door, followed by several powerful shouts: "Get down, IPA law enforcement, Tongtong, get down!"

There was a constant commotion in the extravagant castle. The nobles who were high above were like bereaved people, panicked and embarrassed like pheasants being surrounded, looking at the armed IPA personnel who broke in through the door in panic...

"Get down!"

"Get down immediately!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by warning shots.

These nobles who were high above knelt down on the ground with their hands on their heads.