Chapter 1607: By chance, I got the information

The area where Zakayev's office building is located is the emerging cbd in Nur Sultan.

There are tall buildings around.

There are many debris on the edge of the rooftop of a tall building. The scene is messy. A large piece of dark green canvas seems to be deliberately piled in the corner. One side is hung on the steel rope above the rooftop, forming a wonderful small space.

If you look closer, you will find that in the small canvas space, there is a man in black who is ingeniously using the natural angle at the edge of the roof to observe the nearby situation through a high-power telescope.

From his position, you can see the entire CBD, including Zakayev's office building, which is located a few hundred meters in front of you.

Behind him, there are four escape routes.

This was planned one step ahead.

His task is simple, destroying Zakayev's transaction and... warning the party who comes to the transaction.

No matter who the other party is.

Zakayev, on the surface, is a big businessman.

Secretly, he was still an intelligence dealer in Central Asia.

Logically speaking, intelligence dealers should be connected with each other, but recently Zakayev's position has become increasingly inclined toward the bear.

There is only one possibility - Zakayev wants to stand on the side of the winner in the upcoming changes.

This naturally made him a thorn in the eyes of some people.

Once such well-informed people have a stance, their destructive power will increase exponentially.

It is better for anyone to get the news than to let him serve only certain people.

In the small space behind the man, there were two sniper rifles and a portable rocket with extremely high shooting accuracy.

There is only one chance.

He has been waiting.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.

"Finally come out, little baby..."

In the telescope, Zakayev walked out of his office building under the escort of several bodyguards.

A bodyguard directly opened a black umbrella, covering most of Zakayev's body.

Another bodyguard was carrying a black briefcase in his hand and looked serious.

Everyone escorted Zakayev toward the cafe twenty meters ahead.

Every morning, Zakayev would go to the store to have coffee and start his day's work.

He likes this kind of fireworks than making coffee by himself.

After entering the store, he ordered two cups of black coffee and sat by the window.

One cup for yourself, one cup for Wang Hui.

If everything is normal, Wang Hui will arrive here in five minutes.

In name, it is just a meeting, chatting, and drinking.

However, before he meets Wang Hui, the real deal will be completed.

Wang Hui's mission will also end successfully.

Zakayev's body was very relaxed.

After so many years of dealing with various forces, he is tired.

After seeing so many ups and downs, he accurately grasped the future trends.

The decline of the eagle across the ocean is an indisputable fact.

Although the lean camel is bigger than a horse and the eagle will struggle for a few more years, but... Central Asia and West Asia, even a little further away from the Middle East will completely replace players and rules.

Taking advantage of the critical moment when the old and new forces alternated, Zakayev made a choice.

He hopes that his right choice can make him safe and sound for the next few decades.

A black car parked outside a coffee shop.

A man with an East Asian face got out of the car, played with the car keys and entered the store.

Zakayev placed a U-plate on the corner of his desk.

The East Asian-faced man seemed to pass by his desk inadvertently. In the blink of an eye, the U disk had disappeared.

Zakayev smiled slightly.

The transaction was successful.

His hand reached into his trouser pocket.

There is also a U disk in my pocket, which is exactly the same as the one I just traded out.

Just in case, he prepared double portions.

Now it seems that everything goes well and it shouldn't be necessary.

Zakayev's gaze turned to the sky outside the window, and his smiling face suddenly changed.

A rocket dragging smoke and dust was flying towards him at a very fast speed.

The fire illuminated the streets.

Lighted his face.

In the pupils, the death missile was getting bigger and bigger.

...

When Wang Hui was about to turn onto the street where the coffee shop was located, he was still thinking that the task today would be completed successfully.

After coming out for a long time, he was almost home.

Ye Lei and Ding Yi followed Wang Hui, and his steps were light.

Everyone misses home very much.

The streets stretched out before their eyes.

Wang Hui saw the black sedan that had just stopped and the man who had just walked out fifty meters away.

The sun shines on him, making it easy and freehand.

Wang Hui saw him walk into the cafe.

Maybe, he is a company executive.

Then... Wang Hui saw the missile dragging the flame tail in the sky.

At this moment, his ears could not hear anything.

Only after seeing the flash, the glass in the cafe shattered.

The powerful air waves smashed all the glass of the shops along the way.

Wang Hui saw several figures throwing out of the coffee shop, throwing them into the air, and then landing.

One of them hit the hood of the black sedan.

Wang Hui was shocked to find out that it was Zakayev.

The fire ringing rang.

An alarm sounded.

A shout rang out.

Explosion, another explosion.

Wang Hui was already confused.

This is the last time this has been experienced in an explosion?

His mind was blank and he couldn't remember anything.

He subconsciously rushed towards Zakayev, and the other party seemed to see him and was struggling.

He has something to say.

This is Wang Hui's only judgment.

Ye Lei and Ding Yi tampered with Wang Hui to the side of the car.

Zayev's ears and eyes were bleeding, and there was a large piece of blood on his chest, and his skin seemed to be sunken, so he seemed to be unable to survive.

“Cheer a little bit!”

Wang Hui roared sternly.

Zayayev recognized Wang Hui and suddenly there was a light in his eyes.
To be continued...