Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 1120 Avengers Alliance

Natasha's estimation was absolutely correct. Before they arrived at the Yellow Building of Lubyanka, Mikhail, who was in the secret room underground in the monastery, had already received the news.

A centipede is still alive even after its death. Mikhail, this old fox, has been in a high position for many years. Even if he is now forced to the brink of despair, he still has a trump card.

Apart from anything else, at least until now he still maintains an unobstructed and timely information channel, and is still surrounded by several loyal and hardcore subordinates.

Of course, Mikhail is cunning and suspicious, and he doesn't trust anyone.

Even the confidant who was responsible for the radio messages was not familiar with the code book. He was only responsible for unilateral reception, and the decryption work was done by Mikhail himself.

Upon receiving the news that Nikonov had made a public appearance and returned to the KGB headquarters, Mikhail's face turned pale instantly, as if he had aged by a dozen years.

As a veteran in the political arena, he was well aware that Nikonov dared to make a public appearance at this critical juncture.

He must have known about his collusion with the CIA and reached some tacit understanding with the Supreme Leader.

  In a nutshell, he is finished!

Even if Lucifer and his men could turn the tide and eventually wipe out Du Weiguo and Nikonov, he would have no chance of turning things around.

As the saying goes, one wrong step leads to a wrong step.

When Mikhail took the risk of collaborating with his mortal enemy, the CIA, in order to save his life, he crossed the red line that could not be crossed.

From ancient times to the present, there have been two ironclad crimes that are unforgivable in every dynasty. The first is rebellion, and the second is treason. Even the most foolish monarchs will not tolerate them.

The worst thing was that Lucifer and his group of Citigroup guys were so bold that they directly blew up the Kremlin, but failed to kill Du Weiguo immediately.

At this point, Mikhail's fate was already sealed.

  Some people may say that a big shot like him must be shrewd and wise, so how could he be so stupid?

In fact, it is undeniable that among these powerful bosses, there are many talented and brilliant people.

But more often than not, they rely on their power and status to appear so powerful.

Anyone who sits in a high position and has the power to command the attention of everyone and to make his words enforce the law will naturally develop an awe-inspiring power.

Putting these aside, he is just an ordinary person.

Compared with talent and ability, opportunity is more important. What does the old saying go? First is fate, second is luck, third is feng shui, fourth is accumulating virtue, and fifth is reading.

  Damn it, it’s all fate!

Mikhail is also a human being, and as a human being he has seven emotions and six desires, so he is naturally afraid of death. And someone like him who holds great power, is used to calling the wind and rain, and has tasted the wonderful taste of power, is even more afraid of death.

These people will do anything to survive, including many shockingly stupid, tragic, and absurd things.

There are countless examples like this throughout history, so I won’t go into details.

Mikhail took out his lighter and prepared to burn the telegram, but he failed to light it after several attempts.

"Bang!" He was a little angry and smashed the lighter to the ground.

"Haha, what's wrong? Dear Minister, you look like you've eaten shit. Is the situation outside very bad? Tell me quickly and make me happy.

Diagonally opposite Mikhail, there was a camp bed, and the woman nicknamed Chameleon was half lying and half leaning lazily on it.

She had a cigarette between her lips and was mocking him in the same voice as Mikhail's.

The area of ​​this underground safe house is not very large. It is far smaller than Nikonov’s underground command center which is comparable to a mausoleum, but it is nearly 300 square meters, which is enough to merge into several independent spaces.

Chameleon is the only one in the CIA's capable team who is fluent in Russian, so she has always been by Mikhail's side, monitoring him openly.

"Ha~"

Hearing the chameleon's merciless sarcasm, Mikhail suddenly snorted coldly, with a flash of murderous light in his eyes.

  Then he put away his depressed expression and replied in a teasing tone:

"Yes, I just received some bad news. The shaman and Nikonov appeared at the same time, and their current location has also been confirmed."

Upon hearing this, the chameleon seemed to be electrocuted. He instantly put away his distracted expression and sat up straight.

"What? The Sha Shen showed up? He showed up in public? Where is he now?"

  Chameleon asked a series of questions in an anxious tone, like a machine gun. Mikhail glanced at her with contempt:

"Yes, he is now in Lubyanka Square, in the Yellow Building."

Chameleon frowned, and his expression became a little serious: "Mikhail, is this news accurate?"

Mikhail did not answer immediately, but bent down to pick up the lighter. This time it went smoothly and lit up immediately.

As the flames of the telegram rose, he lit a cigarette, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and had a half-smile on his face.

"Yes, it is absolutely true, just now, at least hundreds of people saw Nikonov and the God of Death himself appear at the same time.

Although the demon god has changed his appearance, his height, body shape, stride length, and ear contour are all correct. There is no way I could have made a mistake."

The ear contour, also known as ear print, is the shape of the outer ear and auricle. Although they seem similar, each person's print is actually completely different. Just like fingerprints, they are unique.

Many professionally trained elite agents have the ability to identify people by their ear prints, including Reina and Natasha.

When they first met Du Weiguo, he was not yet the invincible evil god, so his ear patterns were leaked.

Chameleon's expression became more serious:

"So many people saw him? Showing up in public so blatantly, isn't that too arrogant and too deliberate? Mikhail, do you think this could be a trap they set up on purpose?"

"Haha~" Upon hearing this, Mikhail sneered:

"When has the Demon God stopped being arrogant? You're right, he did it on purpose, but this is more like a declaration of war than a trap."

  Mikhail exhaled smoke, his tone full of provocation:

"The evil spirit is waiting in the Huanglou now. What do you think? He has issued a challenge. Do you have the courage to fight?"

Hearing such naked ridicule, Chameleon's face immediately darkened:

"Mikhail, what are you so proud of? You are finished now. You are a complete loser. If you want to stay alive, you can only escape to Citibank and lick the CIA's toes obediently."

  These two sentences tore open Mikhail's scars bloodily. He was so angry that veins on his forehead popped out. He laughed in anger, his tone sad:

"Ha, yes, yes, you are right, I admit that I am a loser, but before you monsters intervened, I was the winner.

If it weren't for the evil spirit, Nikonov would be dead now, and if you hadn't bombed the Kremlin, I wouldn't have been defeated."

The chameleon replied coldly:

"Mikhail, are you trying to shirk responsibility and find an excuse for your failure?"

"No, no." Mikhail shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"There is a very good idiom that goes, 'The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit.' No matter what the reason is, I have failed, and I have failed thoroughly. I admit it.

But since you Avengers are so great, why don't you just go to Lubyanka and blow the Yellow Building and the Evil God into ashes."

At this point, Mikhail smacked his lips and said, "I am waiting for the good news of your victory and waiting to lick your toes."

At this moment, in the town on the southern outskirts of Moscow, it is only 3 kilometers away from the headquarters of the Third Division.

There is an opera house in the town, but it has been closed recently due to special circumstances.

The empty theater hall was dead silent. Because the lights were not on, it was pitch dark. However, there was a man sitting alone in the first seat of the auditorium.

"Ding~" A flame flashed, and the man lit a cigarette. The fleeting firelight also illuminated his face.

He is a middle-aged white man with sea-blue eyes, slightly graying hair, a thick beard, and deep facial features. He is a handsome old man.

After slowly exhaling smoke towards the person sitting next to him, the handsome old man unexpectedly said, "Ghost, you're late."

"Damn it! Nim, why can you find me every time? How the hell do you do it?"

A vague human figure was vaguely visible in the diffuse smoke, and the angry voice of the invisible ghost was also heard from the person sitting next to him.

The handsome old man named Nim replied with a smile:

"This time it was because you were too close to me. I have good ears and heard your breathing. Also, you just came in from outside and you were cold."

"Okay, okay, Nim, you win, you are worthy of being an insightful person."

  In the dim light from the cigarette butt, a dark figure suddenly appeared in the seat next to me. He was tall and burly, wearing a black tights similar to a diving suit made of unknown material, covering even his head, with only openings for his eyes, nose and mouth.

"Damn, I'm dying of suffocation, Nim, give me one too."

The ghost reached behind his head, unzipped the zipper with great effort, and pulled off the hood with force, revealing golden curly hair and a young and handsome face.

Nim was calm and steady, and said in a steady tone: "Ghost, you'd better not smoke. The smell of smoke will easily expose you."

The ghost curled his lips indifferently:

"What are you exposing? Nim, you know my ability. When I'm invisible, I can't smell anything.

What you arranged for me is a tough job. I will have to run at least half of the 30 kilometers back home. Come on, hurry up."

"Well, there's really nothing we can do about you."

Nim smiled helplessly, then took out a cigarette case and handed it to him. However, when he helped him light the cigarette, he happened to notice a large bruise above his brow.

"It was a close call. You would have been shot in the head by just 2 centimeters."

"Huff~" The ghost took a deep puff of smoke, then exhaled a long breath, and then cursed with lingering fear:

"That's right, 5 shots, this guy shot me 5 times, if it weren't for this piece of clothing, I would have died on the spot.

Damn it, he is such a scary monster, and that damn black guy the wizard wants to kill me, I will kill him sooner or later~~"

"Okay, Ghost, stop talking. This suit is really good, but it's too expensive to be mass-produced."

Nim interrupted him and changed the subject.

The diving suit-like tights on Ghost's body are a piece of black technology from the CIA. They can withstand 7.62-caliber rifle fire and are also fireproof, waterproof, and temperature-insulating.

It is invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to water and fire. It can be said to be quite awesome.

The ghost's stealth ability is also very unique. He can form a magical invisibility field that covers 1 cm of his body surface.

When in a state of field coverage, Ghost can not only become invisible, but also isolate himself from odors. This tight-fitting suit was tailor-made by the CIA based on his abilities.

It not only avoids the tragic situation of having to run around naked when he is invisible, but also provides quite strong protection.

Of course, the value of this tight protective suit is also astonishing, as high as 15 US dollars, which is hundreds of times the same weight of gold.

When the Avengers gradually took shape, the CIA top brass spent a lot of money to customize a set of equipment for each member.

Speaking of this, we have to mention the Avengers under the CIA.

In fact, long before Du Weiguo left the country, Ghost and Chameleon had already been recruited by the CIA and began targeted training, education, and research.

Chameleon's Russian and Ghost's customized combat uniform were also developed during that stage.

There is nothing much to say about Falcon, a man with special vision. He is an elite in the army, a top sharpshooter, and originally belonged to the Green Berets.

He had been serving in the vast jungle of Yonan until he was recruited by the CIA at the end of last year.

The black man who looked like Rodman and was nicknamed the Wizard turned out to be a gang thug who did all kinds of evil.

He was violent, cruel, and did all kinds of evil things. He was later caught and sentenced to life imprisonment.

Last winter, when he was fighting with a white gang in prison, he was outnumbered and about to be defeated, but suddenly he awakened, and it was the top telekinesis.

So the wizard immediately used his unfamiliar ability to kill people in the prison, and then escaped from prison with the help of his ability.

The wizard, who has acquired super powers, is like a tiger with wings. He starts to do evil everywhere, making the police overwhelmed and unable to cope with it.

Later, the FBI and CIA were alarmed, and even the army was dispatched, but they still couldn't do anything to him and instead suffered heavy losses.

Finally, the CIA was at its wit's end and had to seek help from outside, Lucifer, at a huge cost.

Lucifer's original nickname was Priest. He was Spanish and his main job was a priest, but he was neither Catholic nor Christian.

This guy is in the same league as Marsal, he is a member of the shoe gang and is mainly active in Western Europe, while he is a mid-level boss who cheats people for money and sex.

A few years ago, when Lucifer was scamming in Marseille, he was surrounded and shot and was on the verge of death, when he unexpectedly awakened.

After escaping the pursuit, he immediately returned to the headquarters, killed all the leaders above him, then proclaimed himself the leader, began to vigorously promote the shoe cult, and made a lot of money.

Because he was a man of real ability, under his leadership the sect developed rapidly, and wealth and power accumulated like a snowball.

His abilities tend to be destructive and terrifying. In order to suppress dissidents and establish his prestige, he has committed many tragedies and bloody incidents, and is known as Lucifer.

Perhaps he thought the code name was quite impressive, so he simply called himself Lucifer.

However, at the end of the year before last, for some unknown reason, Lucifer, contrary to his usual behavior, disbanded the sect and then suddenly disappeared.

It was not until the end of last year that he was invited back by the CIA and turned into an official lackey. As for the specific remuneration and conditions, it is unknown.

Anyway, the result was that after Lucifer arrived at Citi, it took him only a week to find and defeat the wizard in the dense forests of Louisiana.

Then, he spent a few more days to tame the unruly wizard and make him obedient like a little white rabbit.

At this point, the CIA's team of capable people with Lucifer as the core was assembled, and at the beginning of the year, the Avengers were officially established.

Because the original intention of forming the group was to take targeted revenge on the evil spirits, it was named the Avengers. And because the members were diverse, including soldiers, agents, and criminals, it was called the Alliance.

This information, including the code names and partial abilities of each member of the Avengers, was summarized by Reina and given to Du Weiguo early this morning.

From this, it can be seen that this woman is now determined to stick with Du Weiguo to the end and is working very hard.

On the CIA side, the agent responsible for managing and assisting the Avengers is Nim.

He is not a person with special abilities, but he has the same observant ability as Sherlock Holmes, and the ability to guess people's minds like a mind reader, so he is nicknamed the Insighter.

The Avengers are not affiliated with any branch of the CIA, nor even the headquarters. They are aloof and managed by the CIA director, whose immediate superior is the president of Citigroup.

Nim glanced at the bruise on Ghost's forehead again and patted his shoulder gently:

"My friend, no matter what, you are really lucky. As far as I know, you are the first lucky person who can survive the clutches of the evil spirit."

The ghost nodded sympathetically:

“Yeah, Nim, this guy is really scary. I didn’t dare to look him in the eye the whole time, or even at him.

As long as my eyes shift slightly in his direction, I feel creepy, as if I am being stared at by a monster."

  Upon hearing this, Nim threw the cigarette butt on the ground and extinguished it with his foot, then picked it up and put it in his pocket, exhaled a long breath, and said with emotion:

"Yes, he is a terrible monster. He had already eased the relationship with us. Ghost, we really shouldn't have provoked him and angered the polar bear at the same time."

Upon hearing this, the ghost spat angrily and cursed:

"Fuck it! It's all because of that damn bald guy Leonard. In my opinion, he should be killed right away!"

Hearing the ghost's curse, Nim shook his head helplessly. It was not that easy.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the same is true for the CIA. The series of activities that Nim led his team to carry out in Soviet Russia this time were not the original intention of the CIA director, nor were they instructed by the president.

The man who facilitated this operation was called Leonard, also known as the bald guy mentioned by Ghost. He was the director of the CIA's Third Bureau.

The Third Bureau he was in charge of was in charge of the entire South Pacific and Asia-Pacific region, including China and the Soviet Union. His power was so great that, to a certain extent, he even surpassed that of the CIA director.

Leonard's attitude towards Du Weiguo was clear and firm, and he always maintained extreme targeting and the highest hostility.

He believed that Du Weiguo was a dangerous and terrible cancer that had seriously threatened Citi's national security and hegemonic position, and that he must be eliminated by all means.

This guy is not an ordinary person. He was the one who pushed for the Sheung Wan Pier bombing on Hong Kong Island, Gao Li's plan to make him enemies with the Ministry of the Interior, and Earl's cooperation with the CIA, as well as a series of plans targeting Du Weiguo.

He never stopped dealing with Du Weiguo, sparing no effort, but he would never take action himself and bring disaster upon himself.

Take the present moment for example. Not only the actions of the Soviet Union, but also Marsal's actions, are secretly supported by him.