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There was a mobile phone on the table. The mobile phone vibrated continuously and made a buzzing sound. Fu Ming stood up, looked at the mobile phone, and then at the killer who was tied up like a rice dumpling sitting beside the table.The mobile phone was found from the killer. Half an hour ago, the mobile phone kept ringing.

Fu Ming picked up the phone and hung up for the third time.Xiao Zhuang sat opposite the killer, staring into the killer's eyes.

An hour ago, Fu Ming and his security forces were brought into this house by Xiao Zhuang.Although it looks shabby from the outside, the furnishings inside the house are still very good. A large number of weapons and equipment are stored here, and there is even a small operating room, which makes Jack very happy. Both cat and Mo Bing have been treated very well here. Treatment.

Xu Cheng and Song Jiahao stood not far behind Fu Ming, ready to kill the killer at any time, except for them, members of the security forces and soldiers of the Shadow Special Forces had already gone to rest.Even though it was just past nine o'clock in the evening local time, the thrilling one or two hours in the past really made the members of the security forces exhausted.

"Tell me, friend. That's right, you will die." Fu Ming smiled, "But you can choose the way of death. Say, you will have a happy result, don't say... yes, we are Chinese , I don’t know if you like history or not, but I don’t like it anyway. The reason why I don’t like it is simple, there are many cruel methods in Chinese history, enough to make you spit out what you ate.” Fu Ming laughed Standing beside the killer.

The phone buzzed again, Fu Ming looked at the number on it, and hung up for the fourth time. "Tell me, who is on the other end of the phone." Xiao Zhuang once asked to track the location of the caller, but the signal was cut off halfway through the chase, and there was no effect.

Fu Ming threw the phone out forcefully, the phone fell to the wall, it shattered with a bang, and the pieces fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

The sporadic sound of guns and guns outside the window made it seem that the room was very quiet.

Fu Ming pushed his eyes, "Family?" He looked at the killer, who was full of disdain.

"Friend?" Fu Ming continued to ask.

"and, referred to as jsoc)?"

When he heard the last word, Xiao Zhuang's face changed obviously, but he still didn't say anything.

But the killer was stunned, looking at Fu Ming with fear and surprise in his eyes.

Fu Ming smiled. "Very good, thank you very much for your answer." He picked up an m1911 pistol from the table, pulled the bolt, and loaded the bullet with a click. "I'll give you a happy ending." Fu Ming pointed the muzzle of the gun at the killer's head, and pulled the trigger decisively. With a bang, the bullet spun and drilled a hole in the killer's forehead, and shot from the back of the head again. It flew out, blood mixed with broken bones and brains sprayed all over the ground, with a huge thrust, the killer who was tied to the chair was directly pushed to the ground.

"Fu Ming...he hasn't said anything yet!" When Xiao Zhuang came back to his senses, he found that the killer had already twitched his limbs on the ground.

"He has already told me with his expression. It doesn't matter if he speaks or not." Fu Ming put away the pistol, "There is no military rank, no national logo, not the government army, American English, standard American tactics and weapons. It's sluggish, Molly Charante of Weidong Group and Dafa Group are not that capable, this five-member killer team can only be JSOC's special operations team." Fu Ming's heart is like a mirror, but he is not Xiao Zhuang was not told all these things.

"Are you sure he's from jsoc?" Xiao Zhuang looked at the young man in front of him with an incredulous expression on his face. JSOC is a special operations agency within the U.S. military with a higher level of secrecy than the CIA.To say that cia is mainly responsible for intelligence activities, and their jsoc is mainly responsible for military operations.This agency is usually directly ordered by the President of the United States to assassinate and attack important targets that pose a threat to the United States. What sophisticated weapons does the US military have, and JSOC also has weapons.Of course, under normal circumstances, jsoc can determine the target of attack and assassination by itself, and even have its own prison, without asking the president for instructions.

Such an organization actually wanted to assassinate this young man in his early twenties, and the young man was not harmed at all.You know, in the spring of 2006, jsoc used broadband technology and drones to carry out air strikes, destroying al-Qaeda's network in Elek, and in June, successfully killed Abu Musa, the leader of al-Qaeda in Iraq Bouka Zavi.

This character is the third leader of Al Qaeda, almost on an equal footing with this **.

"Fu Ming... who are you?" Xiao Zhuang murmured in his heart.

"It looks like they are members of SEAL Team [-]. Fortunately, no fighter jets were sent." Fu Ming sighed deeply. In Damascus, Syria, even jsoc did not dare to be too presumptuous. Even the Chinese military sent special forces over. There is no statement at all, and the intention to intervene in the internal affairs of the country is very obvious by sending soldiers to a country that is in the interior.The Americans will not be so stupid that sending the planes over will only expose their armed activities in Syria.

Fu Ming looked relaxed, as if he was not disturbed by this sudden attack, and the target of the attack was also expected. "Song Jiahao, drag it out." Fu Ming pointed at the corpse on the ground in disgust.

Song Jiahao nodded and followed Fu Ming's instructions.

Fu Ming took out a cigarette and handed it to Xiao Zhuang. Xiao Zhuang did not refuse, but instead took out a cigarette for Fu Ming to light.Fu Ming smiled and waved to Xu Cheng, "Come, catch up on the old days."

Xu Cheng's throat twitched, but he still didn't say a word, his body moved towards Xiao Zhuang mechanically, Fu Ming pulled two chairs over, and the three of them sat down around the table.

"It would be nice to have some wine." Xiao Zhuang broke the awkward situation, scratched his head and laughed.

"Captain, this is a battlefield." Fu Ming smoked a few cigarettes and threw away the cigarette butt. "Drinking here is not a violation of discipline?"

"Discipline?" Xiao Zhuang laughed a few times, "Haha, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, so he can't take care of that much anymore."

Xu Cheng sat on the chair, frowned and said nothing.

"Old Xu, it's been more than five years. It's been five years since I left the Shadow Brigade and the People's Liberation Army." Although Xiao Zhuang held a cigarette in his hand, he didn't take a puff, and the long cigarette butt fell silently on the table superior.

Fu Ming looked at the two former comrades-in-arms, took out his mobile phone, put the earphones in his ears, slowly stood up and walked aside, "Go and see cat. He should be awake already." He pressed the Pressing the play button on the music player, the melodious piano music in the earphones made Fu Ming relax. He glanced at the screen, and the name of the song was "Autumn Whispers".This song by Richard Clayderman seems to be a girl whispering softly in the ear, making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Although Fu Ming knew that Xu Cheng was a member of the special forces of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, but for so long, no matter how Fu Ming tried to insinuate, Xu Cheng still refused to reveal his unit number and special forces code name. Nevermind.There is no need to be suspicious, Xu Cheng's excellent tactical skills and precise shooting, coupled with his almost invincible skills, made Fu Ming deeply believe that Xu Cheng is indeed a former member of the special forces.Five years ago, Fu Ming met this down-and-out veteran.

He left his private space to two former comrades-in-arms, but he walked slowly to the door of a room and opened the door softly. Jack Davis was guarding the cat's bed with his head still shaking. Obviously dozed off.He patted Jack on the shoulder, and Jack woke up suddenly. Just as he was about to draw his gun, he smiled awkwardly when he saw that it was his boss.

"Sorry... fell asleep." During the battle in the evening, Jack also kept his strings tensed.

Fu Ming took off his earphones. He hasn't finished listening to this song yet. "How is it going?"

"It's stable, the Shadow Special Forces provided plasma. It's impossible to stand up in a short time, but it's not life-threatening, and there won't be any sequelae. Cat's willpower is very strong. Even if he lost blood, he didn't pass out. He is now asleep. It's gone." Jack sighed, and looked at the cat who looked a little better.

"You go to rest first, I'll watch here, I'll call you if something happens. Xu Cheng and Xiao Zhuang are in the hall, don't disturb them." Fu Ming pulled up a chair and sat beside the hospital bed.

"Boss, don't you take a break?" Jack stood up and stretched. He knew that Fu Ming hadn't had a good rest in the past few days. Everyone was very nervous about the battle just now.

Fu Ming shook his head, and plugged in the earphones again. "go."

Jack nodded, walked out of the room, and closed the door softly.

Fu Ming pulled up the quilt on the cat and checked the blood transfusion status of the plasma bag. "I'd die without you."

This action woke up Cat, she opened her eyes in a daze, and then the sharp pain in her waist came over. "Boss?" She looked around the room, "Where are we?"

Fu Ming smiled, "It's okay, it's safe now. We met the special forces of country C."

"Where are the others?" Cat bit her lip, not daring to move at all. Jack didn't give her painkillers.

"Mo Bing was slightly injured, and everyone else is fine. The people who attacked us were from jsoc, and they all died. Xu Cheng seems to have bumped into his old comrade." Fu Ming took off his earphones, "You can't sleep more Now, let me finish listening to this song?"

Fu Ming briefly introduced the current situation to cat. "Rest first. To deal with the iadc members here, we need to think long-term. There is a shadow special brigade here, so don't worry about safety."

"Wait, you mean...Xu Cheng met an old comrade in arms?" Cat couldn't care less about the pain in his body, women were born with the potential to gossip.Although he knew that Xu Cheng was a member of the Special Forces of the People's Liberation Army of Country C, the cat still had no idea which special force he belonged to.

Fu Ming nodded, as if he had returned to that night five years ago. "He has been in the company for more than five years, a little earlier than Song Jiahao."