All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 36, Not enough, add money, add money! 【4 thousand】

Chen Hao's violent temper came up, and no one was used to it.

He picked up the satellite phone and called, and when he got through, he cursed: "Damn it, you want to kill me?

I can get you a sniper for 500,000, but I can't find a mercenary who's stupid enough to take down an FBI safe house. "

Dean was stunned by the scolding, and no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

But he didn't dare to talk back at all, and suppressed his anger to seek peace.

"Stop, stop, you and I are both businessmen, and peace is the most important thing in business.

I don't mean to harm you at all, if there is a problem, you can tell me. "

Dean got the picture of Pierre's safe house just a few minutes earlier than Chen Hao. He didn't know anything about it, and he didn't know why he was scolded.

After listening to Chen Hao's explanation, he suddenly realized that he kept apologizing and explained that this was not his original intention.

"$2 million, I can pay half of it now as a deposit."

"Impossible, you can ask someone who is familiar with the market. Unless the price is 5 million dollars, there will be a guy who wants money and life to dare to do it." Chen Hao directly asserted.

Not all mercenaries who can achieve certain achievements in the mercenary world are smart, but there will definitely be no fools.

If you want to make a living, the most important thing is not to offend the five hooligans.

Especially the bald eagle, the number one gangster, is dominated by the West.

5 million US dollars can attract a large number of mercenaries to overthrow the government of a small African country.

But it was difficult to recruit a group of elites to deal with a small team of bald eagles.

Of course, it's not about how powerful a few tiaozi are, but because the bald eagle standing behind them is so powerful!
If it is missed, it will be sad in the future.

Dean, who was covered by science, only felt his whole head go numb.

He would not believe Chen Hao's one-sided words, let alone rush to conclusions.

After hanging up the phone, he immediately called his subordinates who were familiar with the situation to inquire about the inside story of the industry.

However, the subordinate's answer confirmed Chen Hao's statement.

5 million US dollars, it may not be possible to find someone after making an offer.

Because many security companies are war contractors headed by Bald Eagle.It is impossible for them to ruin their jobs because of 5 million.

Only a few security companies that rely on polar bears are likely to pick up.

It's possible, not sure.

Because, no one would offend the bald eagle in idleness, that would be digging their own grave.

Dean thought about it for a long time, and finally called Chen Hao again.

After all, according to what Chen Hao said, he could find someone.

"Hey, Mr. Dean, 5 million is not a big amount for me. I was lucky and I earned it in a few months, so I don't need to take such a big risk.

However, for the sake of friendship, I can give you an idea.

You can provide portable missiles or simple rocket launchers, and find someone to blow up the house directly.The people inside must be dead. "

Chen Hao was almost cheated before, but he never forgot.Backhanding is a bad idea.

This method is too ruthless, the target person is dead, and the FBI people don't want to live.

If Dean really listened to it, he did it.Then he will never show his face in this life, the FBI will have to keep an eye on him, or even send agents to assassinate him.

After making up his mind, Chen Hao was about to hang up the phone.

Unexpectedly, Dean actually asked him, "Do you have any suitable recommendations?"

Chen Hao was very surprised, but he still replied without thinking: "RPG rocket launcher, type [-] rocket launcher, the people sent with the former will never return, but with the latter, the opponent will have no survivors."

Just about to hang up.

Dean asked again: "Do you sell these two weapons?"

"You opened an arsenal, even if you can't produce it, can you still get it?" Chen Hao asked back.

"One thing doesn't bother two masters. The less people know about this kind of thing, the better."

It makes sense.

The fat sheep delivered to the door are not slaughtered for nothing.

Chen Hao directly offered a sky-high price: "The bazooka is 500,000 US dollars, and three rockets will be given away. The Type [-] bazooka is [-] US dollars, and the supporting [-] rockets will be given away."

"My God, it's so expensive, are the launchers made of gold, or the rockets made of gold?"

Dean questioned, he was in the arsenal, and he had a general idea of ​​the cost of these two weapons.

Know more about the sales price, the former can be bought in the official market for more than 1000 US dollars, and the latter can be bought for less than [-] US dollars at most.

At this point, the price has increased thirty times, or even a hundred times, which is too exaggerated.

Chen Hao sneered, he didn't know how to educate such stupid customers.

"You think I want to sell it like this! You don't even look at this place, it's so easy to get in!

In the Middle East, I can sell you three for ten thousand dollars.But in this place, at this price, can you buy it? "

The more chaotic the place, the cheaper the weapons, and the more peaceful the place, the stricter the control.

What's more, it is not a light weapon, and rocket launchers can be regarded as heavy weapons.

What if the frenzied criminals got it and bombarded the government building?
Chen Hao was also worried that he would be implicated, and the premium of hundreds of times was a price to pay for the risk.It really can't be considered a huge profit.

Dean was so stunned that he had nothing to say. After thinking about it carefully, what Chen Hao said really made sense.

"Then I buy a bazooka, how do I trade it?"

"Really buy it?" Chen Hao muttered.

He thought for a while and said: "Pay first and then deliver the goods. After the money is transferred to my account, I will tell you a pick-up address.

Of course, you can also add 1 million dollars, and I will find you someone who is not afraid of death, and accurately hit the rocket on the enemy's head. "

Providing arms and then adding mercenary services is Chen Hao's usual way of doing business, which can make more profits.

There was silence for a few seconds, and Dean finally chose to compromise: "150 million dollars, pay half of it first, and kill him. Be sure to deal with the mess. I don't want them to find me through you."

"Of course, I haven't lived enough, you might as well think about how to get rid of the suspicion first."

Chen Hao, a profiteer, has made enough money, so it's rare for him to remind him kindly.

The FBI knew very well that the protected Pierre was Dean's enemy.

If he was attacked by a rocket, Dean was the most motivated, and he would definitely be involved.

Unless you really plan to change your name and surname, you will never show up for the rest of your life.

But in that case, the huge enterprise has nothing to do with him.

Soon, Chen Hao received information that $75 had arrived.

"What a lunatic!"

"But... I like it."

Chen Hao grinned loudly, his voice sounded like Tan Ya in Red Police.

For this vote, $150 million is very important, and more importantly, it is stimulation and revenge.

He has never had a good impression of the FBI, whether it was the arrest this morning or the news that Ivan told him that he was being targeted.

All contributed to his madness and gave him a bold idea.

"Since you are eyeing me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Using rockets to attack the safe house, only he can come up with such a crazy idea.

Of course, only he can do this matter in a watertight way.

"It's time to pretend."

Chen Hao was full of energy to prepare for the work.

On the other side, Dean, who just made a payment, sank deep on the sofa, silent for a long time.

Of course he knew that Chen Hao was asking for a lot of money, but he had no choice.

Pierre must die, and his testimonials can make Dean spend 20 years in prison and bid farewell to the colorful world forever.

Whether it is hiring snipers or finding a team of mercenaries who are not afraid of death, it will not be possible in a short while, and the money will definitely not be less.

Chen Hao's proposal was so crazy that he was shocked when he first heard it.

But if you think about it carefully, it can indeed have an effect, and it is worth taking a risk.

Dean edited an anonymous email and sent it to the editor-in-chief of a familiar media, the content was condensed into one sentence
... The terrorist code-named "Doctor" has descended on Poland.

……

"Doctor, is that gentle-looking doctor who planned a series of terrorist attacks such as the school bus bombing?" Jack asked suspiciously.

Failed to achieve the purpose of arrest, the FBI international agents could only return to the temporarily rented station in frustration.

On the way, the agent in charge of collecting intelligence got the latest tip.

He couldn't confirm the authenticity of the information, so he had to share it with his companions in the car for discussion.

The older inspector Paul, who has been in this business much longer than them, answered Jack's questions: "That's the only terrorist code-named Doctor.

His younger brother was caught by us and held in a prison in England.

In order to threaten us to release people, a series of cases such as the jewelry bombing on Hong Kong Island were planned, causing a large number of innocent casualties.

If the information is correct, then we have to be careful.This man is insane and can do anything. "

The FBI agents in the car all looked solemn after hearing this.

As an international agent of Department S performing special missions, he dealt with all kinds of desperadoes.

What are they most afraid of, drug dealers, killers, mercenaries, arms dealers?

No no no, neither.

Those people are still reasonable and can use human thinking to figure out.They also have weaknesses, which can always be dealt with.

The most frightening thing is the terrorists, whose minds seem to be filled with dynamite.

Their madness is what the well-informed FBI agents smacked their tongues at.

If it really happens, the probability of dying in the line of duty must be at least five times higher.

FBI agents just regard their work as a high-risk, high-reward profession.

They are human beings who are afraid of death, but they are not so noble as to die for their work.

Jack, a senior agent with a strong sense of justice, is out of tune with his companions, and he makes sense when he speaks.

"To deal with terrorists, it is our duty to protect local stability. We should take the initiative to attack. Find out the terrorists headed by doctors and restore people's stability."

The companion reminded him, "This is just a piece of information provided by my informant, and it has not been verified, so there is no need for this?"

"That's right, let's wait until the information is verified."

Paul directly blocked Jack's mouth, he didn't want to get involved.

Jack was still not reconciled, and suggested: "Then we should find an informant now, verify the source of the information, maybe we can find clues and arrest the doctor."

"Damn it, hell, how can I have such a righteous idiot under my command." Paul spat hard out of the window, cursing inwardly.

Leaving aside the difficulty of dealing with terrorists, if the doctors and the others cause casualties, whoever finds them first will be blamed.

Such a big scapegoat, Jack is a senior agent, it would be hell if he could recite it.

It must be him, the supervisor, who is unlucky and blamed.

Because of the arms dealer Yuri, Paul has been dispatched from China to Poland, and if he is dispatched again, only Africa can accommodate him.

Just when he was thinking about how to reject Jack, the guy who protected Pierre in the safe house called.

"Inspector, the old man has been clamoring to see you, and he said that there is still important information to provide."

Paul's eyes lit up, and he said deliberately loudly: "This old man, he must know that we didn't catch Dean.

So I was afraid, so I was willing to confide the information.You wait, I will take people there right away. "

Without Paul's instructions, the FBI agent who was driving immediately turned around and drove to the safe house where they placed Pierre.

Instead of starting with gathering intelligence, find trouble with a group of terrorists.It's better to proceed step by step and continue to deal with the guy who produced smuggled arms.

The other FBI agents thought of something like Paul.

Jack also had no reason to refuse, and raised his concerns: "Mr. Pierre is our only witness, and he knows information about Dean's arms smuggling.

In order not to be accused, Dean will definitely kill and silence.We only sent three people to protect him, isn't that too little? "

There are too many similar things happening. It is not without desperadoes who dare to provoke the FBI in order to destroy the evidence. Jack's worry is very reasonable.

"Aren't we going now?"

Paul turned his head and joked to several of his agents: "Check the pistol and ammunition, and don't ignore Jack's reminder. If you are killed by a stupid killer, you will be embarrassed."

The FBI agents roared with laughter.

They are all agents who have undergone rigorous training and have very rich combat experience. Can a mere killer do anything to them?
The companion's laugh was so harsh to Jack's ears, he turned his head and looked out the car window, unwilling to talk to these people any more.

The evil in the world is spreading, but they, as justice, turn a blind eye to it, which is really a big joke.

"Well, the Ford that passed just now looks familiar."

Jack turned his head and lay down on the rear window glass. He took a closer look and saw that the license plate number was different.

The companion was a little puzzled by his actions: "What's the matter, you have something new?"

"No, I was wrong." Jack looked back and sat back in his seat. He felt that he might be too neurotic.

For some reason, when I saw the car just now, I thought of the handsome Asian man I saw this morning.

His intuition told him that the man had a different temperament and felt like a dangerous element.

The companion patted him on the shoulder and said consolingly, "Don't think too much about it. After finishing the work, let's go to the bar for a drink. The girls here are very enthusiastic."

The FBI agents showed eyes that men could understand, as well as knowing smiles.

Ask for a vote!

(End of this chapter)