Jiang Hua lay down on the bed and watched the two revenge people retaliate through live broadcast. John Wick habitually got news about Vigo from Winston, and then chased. With help from him, there was no dangerous fight. With the help of a sniper, he crushed all the way, quickly collected the heads and left.

At 11:00 a.m. the next morning, John Wick and Marcus knocked on Jiang Hua's door. When Jiang Hua saw these two people, he almost understood that with the assistance of nanorobots, the survival rate in this profession is many times higher, especially those who have died once have a better understanding.

"Sit down" Jiang Hua led the two into the reception area of ​​the room and asked Marcus directly: "Marcus, what is your decision?"

"I am very inclined to be loyal. John has become your subordinate in order to save me. I don't want to stay out of it. It's just that your organization's code of conduct is. I have been a killer for decades. There is no such thing as retirement in this industry. If you want to live, you must always be on alert. Maybe one day a bullet will take your life. I'm a little tired of this kind of life. I want to live according to my own ideas, even if I die." Marcus recalled his experience and finally said firmly.

Jiang Hua looked at him jokingly: "Then what is your value to me? Why did I accept you?"

Marcus thought for a while and said, "It depends on the purpose of your organization. Whether there is any use to me. If I can accept it, it is not a must to join your organization. The previous incident must have attracted Abram Trasov's attention. He is Vigo's brother and will definitely offer a reward to chase him. No matter how bad it is, there are only two results. If you join you, I will be stronger. If you don't join, or be chased by Abram to death."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I have only a dozen people under my command, not killers or mercenaries. They only serve me and deal with some trivial matters. There will be no random killing and there will be no more tasks."

Marcus glanced at John, then stood up and bent down: "Marcus is willing to offer his loyalty to you."

Jiang Hua waved his hand and a gold coin across the ocean floated to Marcus: "The badge on the front of this gold coin is my emblem. It is composed of nanorobots. It can repair injuries and backup memories. To a certain extent, it can be said to be immortal. This is my welfare. The price is eternal loyalty. Usually you live your own life. When you have a task, I will notify you. You can also contact and communicate with others. There will be one month of training every quarter to maintain your peak combat power."

John and Marcus listened quietly, this was related to future life. Marcus took the gold coins and watched it slowly integrate into his palms.

"I have to argue with the US government. Last time I helped them solve the crisis in the SAR, and now I have to offer a reward for me. I'm asking for a civil aircraft that is not very useful. I'm so stingy. Do you have anything to do. I will notify you if you have anything." Jiang Hua pointed to the box next to the living room: "I can't use these guns here, you can take them away."

Marcus looked at Jiang Hua in surprise: "You are the target of offering a reward of 100 million US dollars in the Underground World. It's incredible. There are more than 40 killers you have received, just relying on paper poker cards."

"As long as you practice hard, you can do it." After a few more words, the two left with the box because Jiang Hua received a call

"Mr. President, don't you know if you have anything to do?" Jiang Hua looked at the two of them pulling out the door with their boxes, answered the phone and asked with a smile.

A low voice came from the opposite side of the phone and went straight to the topic: "Jiang Hua, do you have any investment in the Wall Street stock market?"

"Yes, I also have a financial company under my name. Isn't it normal to invest in some stocks? Don't make a fuss." Jiang Hua continued to tease Mr. President.

"Do you know that your investment is very abnormal? You are not afraid that the CSRC will stop your operations and freeze your funds?" The breathing across the phone was a bit heavy. After all, billions of dollars were plundered in two days, and in a few days it would be worth it.

"I'm not afraid, I don't believe that Wall Street will never open the market. Next time, I won't come open or separate secretly." Jiang Hua didn't care about this threat at all.

"Are you afraid of being too impatient for us? You're going to die with you? You're in the United States now." So soft and hard

Jiang Hua laughed twice: "Have you not taken action these two days? I didn't take this matter. You can think about what to compensate me now. I won't be easily dismissed this time."

"Aren't you afraid that I will negotiate with the Chinese government? You should be an agent."

"Haha, it seems that your information is outdated and needs to be updated in time. Now I have established a mercenary team to undertake various employment tasks, like military contractors like Blackwater. If there is any task, please feel free to entrust it." Jiang Hua said this very clearly. Many military contractors have said it bluntly, it is the government that takes the blame for doing black jobs. The Chinese government explicitly prohibits the existence of such companies, and it is a bit reluctant to give up the blame.

There should be many people across the phone, because Jiang Hua heard a lot of heavy breathing sounds. The current president really gritted his teeth: "Do you really think we don't dare to kill the death?"

Jiang Hua was happy: "You really don't dare, because you don't know how many I have. What is it. Wall Street is just a countdown."

"What the hell do you want to do?" The opposite side was already a little angry.

"It's not what I want to do, it's what you want to do?" Jiang Hua replied lightly, then hung up the phone

Jiang Hua also heard the curse from the White House office. He knew that Jiang Hua had a backup plan, so he finally decided to control Jiang Hua first and then force him to find out the information he wanted. They didn't want to bow their heads, nor could they bow their heads, otherwise it would be very difficult to lift them up. Besides, Jiang Hua is just a personal organization. Can he still compete with the powerful United States? The Chinese government cannot intervene in this matter unless they want a world war.

Jiang Hua turned off the eavesdropping, then went out for lunch, then walked around New York City, slipped over the tail behind him, walked in crowded places, ate snacks and bought a few clothes, just like shopping normally, and then returned to a hotel in mainland China, waiting for the American government to come to his door.

Jiang Hua waited and waited, and finally waited for someone to come to the door in the early morning. A team of more than 30 fully armed commando teams, Jiang Hua was smoking a cigarette and waiting in the living room until he used the thermal imager to locate Jiang Hua's position, then broke into the door and surrounded him. Then he was violently handcuffed and hooded. Jiang Hua did not resist, just regarded it as an experience of the role of a big villain.

He was dragged into the car and headed towards the suburbs. The actions of the US government, mainland hotels and high-rise tables really did not have the courage to obstruct them. Jiang Hua issued an order to the starry sky, detonating a red mercury nuclear bomb at the nuclear test site in the 51 district of Nedahua Prefecture, which is a reminder.

Jiang Hua was taken to a villa outside and locked up to the underground of a villa. The layout here was very special. It was obviously a secret security room of the US government. Jiang Hua was cobbled on a fixed chair with a black hood on his head. Jiang Hua moved his body to find a comfortable sitting position and crossed his legs. He saw these operators speechless. Under such circumstances, he was still so leisurely.

Two minutes later, Jiang Hua's headband was pulled down roughly. Looking at the middle-aged man in black suit in front of him, he said angrily: "Be kind to you, otherwise the next nuclear bomb would not explode in the Nedawar Desert."

Hearing this sentence, the black suit opposite him looked frightened: "You... you detonated a nuclear bomb? It's in the United States?"

"Yes, it's in your nuclear test site, just in Area 51, so be polite to me, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as dead people." Jiang Hua said indifferently: "You'd better ask your Mr. President."

The black suit looked very ugly and walked to the side and called: "Mr. President, just said that he had detonated a nuclear bomb in Nedahua"

"Yes, I just received this news. This is a lunatic and can also make red mercury nuclear bombs. Obviously he has many backs. Pay attention to the method during interrogation. Otherwise, detonate a nuclear bomb in the city, which is not something we can bear." The president's voice came from the opposite side of the phone. This black suit obviously looked like a presidential commissioner and other personnel stood around.

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "Mr. President, my ears are very good. I can hear you. Let them be polite to me and open my handcuffs first."

"Open the amplification" black suit, as instructed, turned on the amplification function of the phone: "Jiang Hua, can you create a red mercury nuclear bomb? And detonate it in the United States?"

"Yes, Mr. President, that's a reminder for you? Let you be polite to me, otherwise it will be difficult to explain what will happen next. There is no need for you to catch me at all. This makes no sense. If I want to run away, do you think they will catch me? You have to serve me delicious food and drink, otherwise what will happen next will be difficult to say." Jiang Hua listened to the heavy breathing of the opposite side, Jiang Hua proposed the conditions: "Prepare a comfortable bed for me. I'm a little hungry after being tossed by you. Three-point full-cooked steak, a bottle of red wine, and I'll talk about it at dawn if you have anything to do."

"You have to know that the US government will not compromise with terrorists." A voice gritting from the phone came from the opposite side of the phone.

Jiang Hua smiled: "It's better not to draw conclusions easily and characterize me as a terrorist. When it is cancelled later, I would like to remind you that there is a red mercury nuclear bomb on the Truman aircraft carrier. You can find it first. Whether it explodes depends on your attitude."

Jiang Hua's words stunned several people, not to say whether they would believe it, but they walked out with a black suit with a phone number, obviously they had to communicate in private. Jiang Hua just waited, but no one came in for several hours. It was obvious that Jiang Hua passed by this tonight and could not get preferential treatment, so he could only sit on a chair. Although it was a little uncomfortable, it had no effect.
Chapter completed!