"Let it go on the 6th...just treat it as if this never happened." The other person on the phone still said calmly.
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Did I hear you right? If I ran to your house, tormented your house like this, and then asked you to let him go, would you do it?"
"It depends on what kind of conditions you can offer." The other party laughed at himself, "Of course we won't let you let No. 6 go to waste. Mr. Zhang, life is nothing but a matter of profit."
The other party paused for a moment and then said: "If you kill No. 6, it will only bring about the bloody revenge of the Black Mamba, and there is no other use. You should know the strength of our Black Mamba. If we go all out
…Both sides will definitely suffer in the end.”
The other party obviously pays attention to the choice of words. If the Black Mamba goes all out, the Nuwa Group may not be able to resist it, but the other party still hypocritically says that both sides will lose.
Historical lessons tell Zhang Yang that the more gentle and elegant the opponent is, the harder it is to deal with him.
"Don't be afraid of provoking me." Zhang Yang said with a smile, "You go all out, Nuwa will really be hard to resist."
"Mr. Zhang, there is no need to be modest. After this lesson, we have to re-examine your strength. To be honest, even if we go all out, we can't guarantee success. We don't want a lose-lose result." The other party said,
"You are the first person to make our Black Mamba fail and suffer such heavy losses. We will not hesitate to praise those who have strength."
Zhang Yang frowned and said patiently: "Then I still have to thank you?"
"Mr. Zhang was joking. Let's get down to business. Mr. Zhang, if you release No. 6, Black Mamba can solemnly promise you that he will not trouble you again in the future, and he also promises to never accept any questions involving Nuwa Group employees.
any case..."
silence!
After a while, Zhang Yang asked suspiciously: "That's it?"
The other party was embarrassed: "Mr. Zhang is not satisfied?"
Zhang Yang felt like ten thousand grass and mud horses had run over him, he was satisfied, satisfied with your sister.
"What's your surname?" Zhang Yang thought for a moment and asked calmly.
"I am number two..."
"In other words, you are the second child of Black Mamba?"
"Yes, you can say that, but our committee of three has equal status." No. 2 explained.
"Okay, second brother, right? Let's put it this way, if I ask someone to kill your mother and fail, you will also catch the killer. Then I promise you that I will not kill you in the future and let you go.
Killer, what are you doing?"
"If you have the strength of the Black Mamba, I will not refuse." The other party said without hesitation.
How shameless! Zhang Yang sighed, when these gentlemen said these words, didn't they consider their own shame?
"I can release No. 6 under my conditions, but the premise is that in addition to your promise never to mess with the Nuwa Group again, first, you must tell me who the client is; second, help me do three
Free order; third, full compensation for our losses this time."
The other party was silent for a while, and I don't know whether he was shocked or thinking about it. After a while, the other party finally said: "Mr. Zhang, we cannot agree to your three conditions, but I can agree to help you for free.
Take on a case and compensate you for your losses this time."
"Then we can't reach an agreement, Mr. No. 2, or you can discuss it with your companions." Zhang Yang looked back at the monitoring room. The interrogation at the moment was exciting.
"Mr. Zhang, you should know very well that such conditions are absolutely beneficial and harmless to you, and it is also our maximum level of tolerance..."
"Well, my stomach suddenly feels uncomfortable... How about we discuss it tomorrow?" Zhang Yang said with a laugh.
The other party is helpless, hell, is it easy to call you in the middle of the night?
Hang up the phone.
In the Caiman Islands, a white man wearing dark gray pajamas hung up the phone, walked to the window, and opened the window. The night sea breeze rushed towards him, making him shiver.
After a while, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"Edgar..."
"Bobby, don't tell me, let me guess, you must have been kicked in the ass by that Chinese boy, right?" A teasing voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Not bad, just as you guessed." Bobby Hunter, the man in gray pajamas and Black Mamba No. 2, shrugged, "Edgar, we are in trouble this time."
"No. 5 and No. 13 happen to be nearby. If that doesn't work, No. 4 can rush over to help. Bobby, don't be so pessimistic, we still have chips."
Bobby smiled bitterly and said: "Edgar, the last time we almost missed, it was No. 9. Do you still remember the scene at that time?"
"Of course I remember that two years ago, No. 9 drove a speedboat and shot and killed the CEO of YK Group on the high seas. He was also shot, but just before he was captured alive, he blew himself into the seabed."
Black Mamba No. 2 Bobby: "Yes, the opponent already asked him to surrender. He could have survived, but he didn't do that because Black Mamba has never failed, let alone been captured alive." Bobby said calmly.
Said, "Because internationally, I don't know how many national organizations hate us. Their biggest wish is to catch a black mamba and dig out what they want from his mouth."
"Don't worry, Bobby. Don't look at No. 6's cynical look. When we recruited him, his will was undoubtedly the strongest. He went through ten years of professional agent training in North Korea, and also served in Africa.
After eight years of war, it is impossible for those Chinese people to get anything valuable out of his mouth."
"Edgar, as long as people are not dead, anything is possible. Although No. 6 doesn't know much, he knows the detailed plan this time. Also, don't forget, it was Hawke who evaluated him in the first place.
The gentleman himself, he knows something he shouldn't know...You have to know that the longer we are in their hands, the greater our troubles will be."
Edgar said calmly: "So what I mean is to let No. 5 and No. 13 complete this task... If you can't save him, then kill him. You know what No. 13 is best at is infiltration. She has incomparable abilities."
Comparative advantage.”
"Edgar, I think we should have a good talk with Mr. Hawke." Bobby shook his head, "I'm worried that if No. 6 leaks something, then we will have to negotiate with the Nuwa Group again, but there will be no
So cheap.”
"Bobby... we'd better not contact him at the moment... CIA and a lot of national espionage organizations are trying to chat with him." Edgar paused, "Actually, there is even worse news. NRD Company has escaped sanctions.
, but most of their funds have been frozen, so that means our fucking work might be in vain.”
Bobby sighed and said: "This is not the most serious. This time the international middlemen have been dug out collectively. It is conceivable that our business will plummet in the future at least within a few years."
"Bobby, it's okay. This is only temporary... As long as there are interest disputes, we will never be afraid of losing business. I bet that within half a year, or even three months, those companies will change their faces and come back."
"Well, Edgar, since there is no way to contact Mr. Hawke, the fate of No. 6 can only be decided by us." Bobby frowned, "He made three conditions... except not to trouble them again.
Under the conditions, you have to tell him who the client is; second, help him make three free orders; third, fully compensate them for their losses this time."
"Oh, damn, this is really a big deal. With such conditions, we might as well disband the Black Mamba." Edgar was furious.
"So, we have to contact Mr. Hawke no matter what... Do you know where he is?"
"Bobby, a CIA agent, Fan 5 is already paying attention to him..."
"Edgar, you will find a way." No. 2 said worriedly, "You have to know that No. 6 knows a lot, and it is very likely that Mr. Hawke will be dragged down, and even the Black Mamba will be wiped out. Do you understand?
?”
"Okay, hell, I'll try my best and hope nothing goes wrong."
Zhang Yang returned to the monitoring room. The interrogation was still in progress. No. 6 had obviously lost himself completely. Zhang Yang looked at Qi Xiaoxiao who was listening attentively, reached out and patted her gently, and asked with a smile: "How are you doing?
Is there any progress?”
Qi Xiaoxiao trembled, as if he was startled. After seeing Zhang Yang, he reached out and patted the tall and plump Yufeng: "I was scared to death."
"Why, what can make you so fascinated?"
"You don't know how many things that guy has done. He assassinated an Eagle Country diamond dealer. He went to Africa and killed a warlord in a rebel-occupied territory. During the Iraq War, he assassinated an anti-Military soldier.
A Nepali tribe elder, in turn, killed a pro-Military Shiite congressman half a month later..."
Ciao, what a talent! Zhang Yang couldn't help but take another look at No. 6 inside. This guy was thin and inconspicuous, but he didn't expect that he had done so many things.
While talking, Agou came out and reported to Zhang Yang: "Boss, this guy's willpower is unexpectedly strong. In less than half an hour, the effect of the dissociated hallucinogen seems to have weakened. This thing is still
Cannot be used consecutively."
"It's okay. Let him rest first. After that, continue and try to dig out as many things as possible from his mouth." Zhang Yang squinted his eyes, thought for a while and then said, "Especially about his accomplices, he must be carrying a lot of burdens.
Some unknown secrets..."
Zhang Yang didn't say it clearly, but it's conceivable that the Black Mamba people are not stupid, and he won't believe their moral reasons for saving No. 6. They must have some other ulterior motives in being so eager to get No. 6.
Most likely No. 6 has some big unknown secrets hidden in his belly.
Now that the man is in his hands, the one who should be anxious is the Black Mamba, not him.
After taking the information compiled by Agou, Zhang Yang prepared to return to the villa. These things could be studied with Cai Bing and the others.
Halfway through the car, his phone rang again, and it was still the international call.
After confirming that the signal was not being followed, Zhang Yang picked up the signal.
"Mr. Zhang, after consideration... we can agree to most of the conditions you proposed..."