Xu Chuan himself knew that he would hold back his habit of scratching his hair whenever he lied, but if he were in front of Kou Kou, Gao Mingjiang's family, to be honest, didn't even have the qualifications to make him wary.
I told them some interesting anecdotes in the industry, such as meeting a fool in Sudan who wanted to be a mercenary out of curiosity, and then he beat him up and threw him into the embassy, etc...
‘Ring~’, Xu Chuan’s phone rang, he walked outside the door, “What’s wrong?”, it was Nikita’s call.
"Two things, we found Boulier, and the two strange CIAs yesterday, they are now at the Eiffel Tower." It seems that the hidden cameras installed really worked. As for the two CIAs, Xu Chuan
Don't really care.
"Okay, I'll go back now." Boulier's news is what he is more concerned about now. He has told others about it before and notified him as soon as he found out.
The summit will be held in two days, and everything has been prepared. No matter what Bollier is doing here, there is definitely no harm in keeping an eye on him.
He hung up the phone, turned around and walked into the coffee shop, "Sorry, I can't accompany you today. I suddenly have work to do." He said hello to Gao Mingjiang and others, and of course he had to comfort Xu Ziwen.
"By the way, brother, there is a banquet the day after tomorrow, do you want to come over?" This was the task Zhang Qi gave her before leaving. She was worried that Xu Chuan might refuse if she invited her.
"It depends on the situation. I'll go when I have time, and I'll go back to the hotel at night, otherwise the money will be wasted." Xu Chuan thought for a while, but did not dare to agree clearly. He himself did not know what this clue would tell Blier.
What direction it will develop can only be said at that time.
Looking at Xu Chuan's leaving figure, Gao Wen, who had been opened to a new world, still felt excited before saying, "Tell me, what else is interesting?"
On the other side, Charlie Wax, who had just left the Eiffel Tower, received a call from his boss, "WTF, what did you say?", he said with confusion on his face, "This is impossible, I only asked for the required information.
I killed a few people who were blocking the road, but I did absolutely nothing else."
"Ha, Bookman, maybe he committed suicide?" Listening to the voice on the phone, George Black, who was far away in the United States, smiled. He also knew that Charlie Wax was far more reliable than he seemed.
Emotional control is much better than that of Hex. Although the means of doing things are more intense, he can control it well within the appropriate scale. Although he steps over the line, he never crosses it.
"It's okay, I'm just reminding you." The CIA European Affairs Section obtained Charlie Wax's report after his action. If it was not done by him, it means that there was probably another group of people at the time.
on site.
"Hex should have arrived in Paris. If you have any questions, you can contact her." There was a burst of curses on the phone, and George Black hung up the phone indifferently. The relationship between the two people was very bad, although they had not yet
To the point of killing the other party, but basically there will be no communication, but there is no way now that I can't involve the military.
"Fuck Fuck." Charlie Wax seemed very angry and smashed the phone on the center console.
"What the hell are you doing?" James Reese, who was exhausted by his companion, no longer looked like an elite white-collar worker.
"We have to hurry up." Wax stepped on the accelerator hard, and the Cadillac full-size SUV with a 6.2 LV8 engine sped out like an armored vehicle.
Ruisi held the vase filled with drugs and watched the car assigned to him speeding through the streets of Paris. Each car seemed to hit him directly in the face. He quickly fastened his seat belt, horrified.
yelled, "Are you crazy?"
"Huh? I'm crazy. You must have never seen a madman." Wax looked at him and said, "Rookie, don't say I didn't remind you, you must be careful when you see that woman, otherwise you will be a scumbag.
Nothing left.”
"Woman?" Ruisi's face was full of confusion, not knowing what he was talking about.
Of course, Wax was talking about Hex, who had arrived in Paris and had met Coco. The two had worked together. He knew how crazy this woman was. That old guy Bookman must have Alzheimer's disease.
That's why I sent that monster here.
Just as he thought, Hex was not idle at all at this time. She and her men directly tied up a pimp from Pakistan who was doing business on the street. After a memory recovery spell, he was still alive.
The two finally remembered the location of their old nest.
"Hex, do you really want to do this? We are not authorized." An older subordinate felt that what they were doing now was completely beyond their authority. This is the capital of a Wuchang country. If it is dealt with
If it is too intense, problems may occur.
"Believe me, it's okay. This involves the security of the summit. This group of people does business here so casually, and then uses the money they earn to buy new bombs to carry out attacks. What reason does the French government have to stop me?", Heike.
Si spoke in a brisk tone and looked indifferent as he put on a lightweight tactical vest.
By the time Charlie Wax arrived, the red light district in Province 93 was about to become a war zone. "Fuck, this Bichi." Wax immediately thought of the woman Hex, and fiercely fucked her with both hands.
Slapping the steering wheel, the mission was completely messed up.
Intelligence from the CIA shows that this group of Pakistanis, probably members of the Taliban, used the drug business as a cover to become a source of intelligence and income for their organization, and then used the income to purchase weapons and new bombs.
,Carry out KB activities.
This can only be regarded as their den, but it is definitely not a place to make bomb vests. Such fierce actions by Hex must have alerted these people, and it will be difficult to catch them.
"Don't let me catch this Bitchi, or I will definitely kill her." Wax's bald head was about to burst into flames, and he turned the steering wheel sharply, preparing to turn around and leave.
Just sitting in the passenger seat, Reese shouted, "Stop, stop, Caroline..." He looked at his girlfriend and a group of women squatting against the wall with a look of shock and confusion.
"Why are you here Caroline?"
"who?"
"My girlfriend, why is she here?" Reith pulled down the window and leaned out to look behind him. Wax quickly pulled him in, and the next second a truck drove past from the opposite side.
Wax shook his head, "Rookie, now is the time to think about this." Although he thought this might be a sad story, he did not stop, "Think more openly, this is Paris."