I want to be a warlord

Chapter 90 Wang Zhen: Alright, fine, I'm not angry!
With a video camera hanging on his chest, George came up to the third floor with a suitcase in his hand.

"This way." The golden retriever waved, and John and George walked over.

Wang Zhen also stepped up to follow, he wanted to see the CIA's modus operandi...

Entering a bedroom, a whole cabinet was disassembled, and a safe about 1.5 meters high appeared in front of everyone. It was a triple anti-theft safe with fingerprint lock, electronic code and mechanical code.

I saw George put down the suitcase and opened it, and all he saw was a bunch of tools. Wang Zhen's eyes lit up, and his mind was full of scenes in the movie where agents used various advanced equipment to open the safe. Today, I will finally see it with my own eyes!
excitement!
John took the camera and started filming. George picked up a thin metal tube with a slightly curved head, and connected it to a round metal container.

Wang Zhen frowned slightly, this thing looks familiar...

Looking again, Wang Zhen's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a flame burst out from the front of the metal pipe in George's hand, and then turned into a bright pure white flame.

Afterwards, George directly took the cutting gun and cut towards the mechanical lock of the safe...

go down...

go with!
Isn't this a flame cutting gun?
I took off my fucking pants, you are a dignified CIA, if you don’t use some black technology, just show me this!

"No, shouldn't there be some black technology to unlock the lock? Like cracking the password or something?" Wang Zhen asked in a low voice.

John turned his head, looked at Wang Zhen with a strange face, looked up and down, and a strange smile appeared on his face, "All locks are ultimately mechanical force, wouldn't it be enough to just cut off his roots, you're talking about making a movie, Or ask to steal quietly without being noticed."

"It's different now. We opened the safe to check it openly. Why did we do that!"

Wang Zhen gave a thumbs up, what an aboveboard!
Impressed!

"Of course, we also have high-tech, the latest spray gun cutting equipment, far exceeding the temperature of the acetylene spray gun, faster and more efficient."

"Aren't you afraid of burning the contents inside?"

"Don't be afraid, high-end safes have three layers, and there is a special insulation layer to prevent cutting by spray guns. This requires additional equipment to destroy it. It seems rough, but it is actually very professional."

Wang Zhen pursed his lips and smiled, beautiful!

The speed of violent destruction is always fast. George took out a small bottle of carbon dioxide fire extinguisher and sprayed it to cool down, then opened the safe directly.

There was no such thing as Wang Zhen's imagining of losing money, and something was burnt near the cutting position.

"You stay here, let's search for the spoils." The golden retriever patted Wang Zhen on the shoulder, and they left with the donkey.

John just took a look and didn't care anymore, and George roughly pulled out the money and everything in the safe and dropped it on the floor.

Wang Zhen glanced at it. There were US dollars, British pounds, and Iraqi dinars, all of which were large-value banknotes. After a cursory glance, he didn't know how many there were, probably not less than a million dollars.

There are still some jewelry, gold, watches and other luxury goods in the safe, and the rest are paper documents, CDs, U disks, mobile hard drives, and a gun, which is gold.

John took out a file bag from his arms, opened it, threw a few files into the safe, and picked up the camera again to shoot.

Wang Zhen secretly praised it, it smelled like a privately made dragon robe.

Regardless of those valuables, George opened a notebook, inserted the USB flash drive to copy the files, and at the same time picked up the paper files and began to flip through them quickly.

After turning a few pages, George stopped his hand, looked up at John, and showed the whole page in front of the camera.

Seeing this, Wang Zhen immediately understood that there was no so-called framing at all, and the family kept their armor, weapons, and crossbows privately!
John handed the camera to George and continued to shoot, then turned and left, there is no need to continue to pay attention.

"And then." Wang Zhen asked in a low voice following behind John.

"Wait, when the members of the Adan Abud family come back, whether we take these evidences or pretend nothing happened depends on their attitude." John looked at his watch, "They only have half hours."

"Okay, that's it, I'll go first." John patted Wang Zhen's arm with a smile, "I'll leave the rest to you."

Wang Zhen:? ? ?
Stretching out his hand to grab John's arm, Wang Zhen pointed at his own face with a dazed expression, "Didn't you make a mistake? Didn't you say before that we are only responsible for the offense and leave the rest to you?"

"Yes!" John nodded.

"Then you still want me to talk to him?"

"You don't think I, a deputy of the CIA branch in Iraq, can talk to them face to face about these things?"

"I..." Wang Zhen got stuck, the corner of his mouth twitched, there was something wrong with the sparrow food.

The CIA is a spy intelligence organization that walks in the dark. It is one thing to know that they take advantage of their positions, but it is another thing to embezzle and accept bribes openly and aboveboard.

"Didn't the bottom line be told to you? Are you still unsure about the rest of the negotiation?" John smiled and leaned closer to Wang Zhen's ear and whispered, "Of course, if it's a golden retriever, Darryl can only deal with it." Let’s take care of it, luckily we all believe in you.”

"Thank you!" Wang Zhen gritted his teeth. He actually didn't want to make such a move, and he didn't want to pay much.

"You're welcome." John smiled, turned around and went downstairs.

George, on the other hand, was still taking pictures of the documents and making copies for backup. Obviously, he wanted to wait for the outcome of Wang Zhen's negotiations.

Wang Zhen sat on the sofa with a face full of helplessness, Jinmao and the others went upstairs and began to pack the money and valuables. The donkey saw Wang Zhen acting like a gentleman, and immediately waved and said, "Come and get something!"

"At that time you negotiate with someone."

"Uh...forget it, I'm not interested in bearded men." The donkey turned his head immediately.

A few minutes later, Wang Zhen heard the sound of a sudden brake coming from outside, followed by a loud shout, in Arabic, which he couldn't understand.

The shovel machine gun was pointed at the other party, and the Golden Retrievers immediately rushed to the window, raised their guns and pointed at them. Suddenly, the noise stopped instantly, and the other party also raised their guns, but it was obvious that they had no momentum.

A man in his 40s wearing a white robe got out of the car, quarreled with the robed man who had been waiting for them at the door, and walked towards the manor with big strides, regardless of his subordinates. .

The hall of the villa that was bombarded by the rocket launcher, the dead bodies, the blood spattered on the walls and the floor, and a group of female relatives being guarded in a corner, all these scenes made the man's face even more gloomy, as if water would drip out at any time.

Anger, one can imagine.

But what Wang Zhen never expected was that even so, this guy was still sitting on the elevator on the third floor...

Wang Zhen couldn't understand and was greatly shocked.

Is this fucking aristocratic temperament integrated into his bones, or is it a fucking pretense?

Going upstairs, his eyes swept over Jin Mao and the others, and after seeing Wang Zhen who was sitting carelessly on the sofa, he ignored him and walked quickly towards his bedroom.

Wang Zhen: Okay, very good, I'm not angry!
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