"Hahahahahaha." Wang Jie's words caused the crazy ridicule of these strong men around him. Wang Jie curled his lips. These small gangs cultivated by Clinton from the southern state of Arkansas may be loyal and good at fighting. At least Wang Jie observed that their muscle mass was very even, but his personality was also bad enough. These uncultivated red necks.

Wang Jie whispered: "I don't have much time to waste in India. Something happened temporarily, so I hope to complete this task in one night. You should understand the seriousness of this matter. If it is exposed, we will become the public enemy of the entire India. Even the White House will be cleared from us in terms of face. I may still have a chance to leave by myself, so you will be dead, so just follow my orders."

Douglas said: "Boy, you don't hide in Los Angeles as your star, but come here. Is this mission directed by me or you're waiting."

Wang Jie said: "Aunt Hillary also said that you are very loyal and will obey orders."

Douglas said, "Yes, let's listen to her."

It was really direct, Wang Jie said: "Don't you know what I have to do with the president's family?"

Douglas looked at Wang Jie with a strange and discriminatory look and said, "Does your love with the president's daughter have anything to do with the command during the mission?"

This sentence is a sharp saying, showing the problem that, indeed, since ancient times, if you are a relative of the foreign country, well, or rely on nepotism, including the relationship between Wang Jie and Chelsea, especially involving this relationship in the military, it will often bring very troublesome consequences.

However, Wang Jie couldn't do this. He now urgently needed to finish the Indian affairs and then pursue Nicole and Angel. He definitely didn't want to kill people in this hot situation. The road was basically made of dirt, the toilet was basically on the roadside, and the toilet paper was basically made of left hand...

Wang Jie said: "It's okay, but compared to you, I still have some trump cards, so now, start the action immediately, soldiers."

Douglas said strangely: "You just confirm that there is a hidden gold in that place?"

Wang Jie said: "No, it's better. I can directly compensate you for some money, and you can spend it happily."

Douglas said: "I don't know you guys, you can stay in Hollywood and Washington, enjoy the sun and wine every day, why come to this place."

Wang Jie waved his hand and said, "There is sunshine here, but it's just too warm, so I'm too lazy to stay here for more. Okay, captain, let's go directly. You all have their own jobs in various departments. It's not good to come out for too long, so let's fight quickly."

Douglas said: "Take our prince-in-law to his room and do the investigation work as planned."

The two big men came over and said, "Let's go, novices, don't hurt your tender flesh."

Wang Jie sighed and said, "I'm afraid of hurting you."

He raised his arms and hit the trachea of ​​the two men leaning against him with his elbow. He didn't use much force. After all, he had honestly and unceremoniously regarded the people Clintons had worked hard as his younger brother. The younger brother was not convinced and just taught a lesson, and it was not enough to kill him.

Before the others reacted, Wang Jie "swooshed" and grabbed Browning from the man who was rubbing the gun and pointed directly at Douglas.

These people reacted very quickly. They were all red-neck descendants of Arkansas. They started out as guns since childhood. They were born in the National Guard. After being attracted by Clinton's keen eyes, they selected people from various departments. After all, as governors and presidents, they inadvertently and unknown to others. It is too simple. They are in the Land Defense Bureau, the CIA, and some even in the IRS. They are basically old people who keep guns in hand.

"Swish swish swish swish." In an instant, all the people in the house took out their guns and pointed at Wang Jie. Their movements were skillful and uniform, and they could be said to be quite elite. Douglas looked at Wang Jie a little surprised, but at the same time he also felt that although Wang Jie was very good, he obviously had not received any real training. Doesn't he understand that in all the troops in the world, they would withdraw the bullets before wiping and maintaining guns?

Just as he was about to say something, Wang Jie narrowed his eyes, put his gun on the table, and said, "Stay for an hour, replenish your diet, maintain the vehicle, set off on time at 6 o'clock, and go to the temple to transport the batch of gold. If you don't come, I will deal with it myself, but that money will not be yours. I will do it myself. Although it is a little troublesome, it is not impossible."

What he really lacks is a channel for selling stolen goods, not a way to get rid of things. After all, these people are all people in a system with families and businesses. It is a way to get this ticket. Since some people are not afraid of death, they are happy to obey.

Douglas looked at Wang Jie coldly as he walked out of the room, closed the door, looked at the few subordinates next to him, and said, "What do you say?"

"The president's son-in-law is not a novice, but his hands are black and hard enough." The man who was knocked down by Wang Jie's elbow rubbed his chest and said.

Douglas stood up and said, "Then, let's do it."

Wang Jie stayed downstairs for a while and wanted to find something to eat, but he didn't dare to touch the local Indian diet. Fortunately, it is the best hotel in Karala. You can still find some imported food. Wang Jie actually found chocolate from ****. Replenishing your energy is the best choice, and at the same time he thought about what he really needed.

Since obtaining the gem, his physical fitness has been improving in all aspects, but in response, especially recently, his emotions have gradually looked at the powerful beings that were previously regarded as gods with suspicion, suspicion, and even secretly hostile eyes.

You have great power.

There is evidence, or inferred that you are watching at the moment when you encounter life and death countless times.

Then what's the use of me worshiping you?

After all, it was because there was a problem with his own nature. He needed to make up for this level, not just for gold.

He watched coldly, and saw the few people he had just seen in Douglas Stamp's room, all walked out of the hotel, and seemed to have gone somewhere. He didn't care and still began to close his eyes and rest.

With a little less, a tactical watch, any battle is based on precise time. Then next time, it is time to get one. He knew that it is very likely that one could be found in the gem, but he did not plan to do this. He didn't know why, his intuition told him that all these points should be kept for him.

Fortunately, this hotel is quite professional, with a series of time hanging in the lobby. India time is 12 hours faster than Los Angeles, which is just one day. I believe my uncle's family, Robert, Paris, and Chelsea, who are in the Los Angeles timeline, are still asleep, but it has just entered the night here. The South Asian climate is hot. Although he has only felt it for a short day, he already knows it deeply. It is too hot here, and the intense activities will make people sweat and lose their energy. No wonder.

Suddenly, Wang Jie thought of something, immediately stood up and came to a world map on the hotel wall.

World map, according to what Wang Jie has noticed, is divided into the Pacific version and the Atlantic version of the world map. For example, when Wang Jie was in class in the United States, he used the Atlantic version of the world map, and when he was ****, he used the Pacific version.

Indeed, Wang Jie looked at it strangely and found that there was an invisible line, but there were indeed some lines, ****, the United States, Japan, Britain, France, Germany, Russia, and other various other countries, which can basically be regarded as the powerful countries in the world that shocked the world. Similarly, these countries, at least, their capitals are near a latitude line.

That's right, it's almost together, the capital of the ****, latitude 39, Tokyo, latitude 35, Washington, latitude 40, London, latitude 50, almost the northernmost.

He narrowed his eyes. Are these countries suitable for building strong countries because of their latitudes, or are they strong because of other reasons? Anyway, world history can be said to be a history of this rough latitude. As for other places, haha, the weather is good today.

It seemed useless to say these, but they also gave him a direction for investigation. He looked at the time. It was 6 points wide and 5 points. The time was just right. Douglas Stamp slowly walked out of the elevator and glanced at Wang Jie. The two of them looked at each other, as if they were saying that they could set off.

As mentioned before, the construction of roads in India is a complete tragedy, because for a caste and serf system country, the more inconvenient the road is, the less the serfs will be exposed to external knowledge and the easier it will be to rule.

So the truck almost stumbled and charged between a group of gods and cow shit. Wang Jie sat behind a truck and was facing a soldier far away. This person was the one who had just shot the gun. Wang Jie smiled and talked to him about when he followed the Clintons. What is his salary and career? Not to mention, the Clintons' energy is not low and he has already found a position in the AtF Tobacco, Alcohol and Firearms Administration.

"I'm really sorry just now, Thomas, by the way, I'll call the application report in the future and buy some powerful weapons to play with. You have to be comfortable with it." The United States is a place where all missiles can be applied for, but the review process will be extremely difficult, but if anyone above us...

Wang Jie and he blew some experiences in Hollywood circles, and drove very quickly. TOEFL Wang Jie's travel manual and Douglas' military map. They drove the car to the place Wang Jie had designated before. Wang Jie jumped out of the car, looked at the temple with slightly lights in the distance, and looked at the surrounding cars. It was parked steadily and hiddenly. He walked into the jeep where Douglas was located, and looked at the car-mounted m249 machine gun inside the car. The mighty barrel could be lifted from the car to the roof at any time and turned into a fierce murder weapon. With the San Ge's civil war, the foreign war layman, he relied solely on the level of small countries around him, and could basically crush the city. Wang Jie said: "The formation is a bit big."

"It's just an alternative plan, how are you going to do it," Douglas said.

Wang Jie stretched out his hand, took the walkie-talkie in Douglas's hand, and said, "Give me a quarter of an hour, I'll get it done, you just come in and carry it."

Douglas said: "I have an order to ensure your safety, or wait here and let mine..."

Wang Jie shrugged, walked away, and said without looking back, "You should make sure you are safe, and I will protect you from safety."

After saying this, Wang Jie quickly ran forward two steps. The place where they were staying was a wood, facing the back of the temple. The wall here was very high, very grand and gorgeous. Even the back of the wood was carved with a style portrait, at least five meters high. In the eyes of everyone brought by Douglas, they jumped up and stepped on the wall. With a little friction, they rose above the wall and disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

A man whispered: "This young master is not simple. I always thought he was just a slut."

Douglas said, "Shut up," he took a spare intercom and said, "Stay on standby."

Wang Jie intentionally showed some of his strength to Douglas and the others. He thought about his mistake and found that the reason why he lost Angel was that he could only wait now was that he lacked his own power. He only increased his own strength but lacked some younger brothers.

In any case, in his opinion, the Clintons and his wife are his subordinates, but if they want to convince others, they also need to show some real skills.

There were many people in the temple, but few people walked around. The sound of chanting and praying was quite loud. Wang Jie slowly held the lightsaber in his hand and came to a room where a Hindu monk was doing something. Wang Jie rushed over and grabbed his neck with his hands, making it impossible for him to shout out. At the same time, the lightsaber in his right hand was held in the air, as if he was hesitating about something. The monk was so old that he naturally had no resistance. But Wang Jie raised his sword and lowered it again. After repeated words, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, remembering many, many, Anqi left, and he had to become strong immediately, and there was still the last link.

Killing people, or murderous intent, needs to be cultivated. He is afraid that he would encounter something he heard when he was a child.

It was an old Eighth Route Army member, who was already in his twilight years. He came to his school to speak because his great-grandson was also in that elementary school.

Lao Eighth Route Army was also a soldier when he was discharged from the army. Most of the 20 young men who joined the army from his village died in the first battle. The real reason was that it was very sad.

Because these kind farmers who just put down their hoes and picked up weapons rely on the lives of three people to exchange for one person's life when they are fighting for bayonets. When a person is stabbed in the chest by a bayonet, they hold the bayonet with their hands to create opportunities for their fellow villagers, but because of this stupid kindness, they dare not stab anyone to death!

The Japanese, their daily work, went to the countryside to patrol, shooting passers-by on the roadside at will, or stabbing people to death with bayonets.

The gap in strength can be made up by diligence, but how can this murderous intent be made up?

When Wang Jie thought of this, he knew that he had no choice. He yelled secretly: All the monks in the temple deserve to die, go to die.
Chapter completed!