Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 324: Korean Issue
Hearing the busy tone, Qiao Xuer put down the phone with a serious face. He tried to call again, but when the call couldn't go through, he let out a long sigh.

Things were beyond Qiao Xuer's expectations. He expected that what happened to the Korean poker cards would cause dissatisfaction from the BOSS, but because of his past indulgence, Qiao Xuer felt that he could handle this matter easily.

However, he didn't expect that the boss would be so dissatisfied that he blocked his number and didn't want to hear his explanation at all.

There is no doubt that things went wrong.

In fact, from the beginning of the PY transaction between Israel and South Korea, Qiao Xuer received a tip-off from within South Korea.

But at first, Qiao Xuer didn't believe it, because he received similar news almost every month. Informants who worked for money would often fabricate some false intelligence to cheat money.

If you believe it, they can make a lot of money. If you don’t believe it, that’s fine too. They won’t lose anything. Qiao Xuer can’t give up these informants just because of some half-true and half-false news.

When doing intelligence work, if you encounter similar things too often, you will unconsciously become desensitized.

When you encounter a big event provided by an informant that looks scary, your first reaction is not shock, but subconsciously thinking... these bastards are here to defraud the intelligence fee again.

This was a very normal thing and Qiao Xuer could not avoid it. He felt that this matter was too fake and did not take it seriously. He casually arranged his intelligence team to verify the authenticity of the intelligence.

If the boss above doesn't take this information seriously, how can the younger brothers who are doing the work below take it seriously?

They simply went to the Korean intelligence broker to ask, and after receiving a negative answer, they did not pursue the matter further.

And so the matter was delayed.

It was not until Joe Xuer got other informants who reported similar things to him that the retired old agent realized that something was wrong. It seemed that what he had overlooked was very fatal.

In a hurry, Qiao Xuer hurriedly tried to make up for his loss and spent money to find powerful people within the South Korean government who had sufficient status to know the secrets. After spending a certain amount of money, he finally confirmed the authenticity of the intelligence.

Are South Korean politicians really so stupid that they played with playing cards, not knowing that this would lead to a dimensionality reduction attack from the United States?

They know it, but Koreans are arrogant and think it's not a big deal and there will be no problem as long as they kneel down and apologize.

Because Israel is the mastermind, even if the Americans are angry, they will not do anything to South Korea.

Qiao Xuer didn't know how these Koreans could be so confident, but they thought so and put their plans into action. It was only at the final stage that he discovered the clues.

At this point, Joe Xuer had no way to stop this from happening. Poker cards are powerful, but it does not mean that Korean poker cards can influence the political operations of South Korea.

When the Koreans went crazy and wanted to use government power to crack down on Korean poker, Joe Xuel was unable to stop it.

All he could do was to take revenge on the Korean politicians who issued the order and send their entire families to heaven.

This alone is not enough. Qiao Xuel has not forgotten that the reason this happened, in addition to the arrogance of the Koreans and the madness of the Israelis, was also due to his own dereliction of duty.

How to do?
Afraid of losing his job, Joe Xuer thought about it and came up with a good idea… In that case, why don’t I just go with the flow and make it happen?
In this way, Joe Shul ignored the Korean incident.

During this process, Qiao Xuer was also working hard... He hired professional accountants and used the Spring and Autumn style of writing to transfer the liquid assets of Korean Poker Cards and temporarily registered them under the names of some "dead people".

Apart from this, Qiao Xuer did not dare to make any big moves. There are still many members from the headquarters in the Korean Poker Team. They are not ostentatious in their daily lives and are very low-key when doing their tasks, but Qiao Xuer did not dare to ignore their existence.

In addition to transferring floating funds and minimizing "losses" as much as possible, Joe Xuer also secretly arranged additional scenes to find reliable old friends within the CIA.

He arranged for someone to pretend to be an Israeli, kidnap Joshua's family in the United States, and then send them to a CIA safe house in Israel.

The purpose of doing this is to prevent his plan from being exposed and the Poker Organization from catching them, forcing Qiao Xuer to compromise with the organization... He feels that he can wrestle with the BOSS.

The excessive freedom that Fujiwara Masato gave to Joshur made the latter have unrealistic self-confidence and contempt, which was something he had never expected.

Fujiwara Masato still didn't know enough about the Ansa people. He thought that a retired old spy would be very smart and rational, but the latter told him through his actions that a robber is a robber.

What should we do now?
Qiao Xuer thought about it and decided that since things had come to this point, he might as well get straight to the point.

He began making calls to his trusted subordinates.

"Execute Plan B."

"clear."

After Field, a white man in his forties, hung up the phone, he laughed in his office and picked up the landline on his desk.

"It looks like Korean playing cards need to be renamed... Hey, come in for a minute, the boss has a mission."

Field is very clear about who among his subordinates can be trusted and who needs to be cleared out. The person he is calling now is the subordinate who came from the Japanese poker team.

After hanging up the phone, Field opened the desk drawer, took out the P225 pistol inside, pulled the bolt, and the bullet was loaded with a crisp click.

After Field made sure that there was no problem with the pistol and the bullet and was ready to shoot, he placed his right hand holding the pistol under the desk, and placed his left hand on the table, supporting his chin, pretending to be relaxed.

After waiting for five minutes, Field heard a knock on the door as he wished.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open. Field took a deep breath and was about to say something, then he saw an M4 assault rifle coming in from outside the door.

Field's eyes widened and he yelled in horror.

"Madfak..."

"Bang bang bang..."

The intruder who broke into the office from outside with an M4 assault rifle in his hand opened fire faster than Field did. A series of bullets landed on the latter, and the half-raised P225 pistol suddenly fell down.

"damn it……"

The young man in a suit, holding an M4 and killing his immediate superior, carefully walked around the desk, kicked the pistol on the ground away with his foot, then shot the corpse twice more, blowing up the head, before relaxing his vigilance.

At this time, chaotic gunshots and men's cries for mercy were heard outside the office. Qiao Xuer ordered his cronies to conduct an internal purge, but didn't Fujiwara Masato also let the NPCs open fire on the former's men?
Joe Xuel has been arranging CIA agents to enter Korean playing cards, and Fujiwara Masato knows this fact better than anyone else.

He has always ignored such behavior, simply because there are definitely more NPCs in the poker world than CIA agents, and their positions are more critical, all working in the force department.

Once the boss needs it, these NPCs can pick up weapons and shoot at the people around them at any time, just like now, in the Seoul Poker Headquarters building, there are gunshots everywhere. The innocent, unaware clerk was horrified to find that his colleague just picked up his phone and took a look, then suddenly pulled out a gun and fired at the person on the other side of him.

In just a few blinks of an eye, hundreds of people were shot dead in the building.

Qiao Xuer was completely unaware of this. After he finished the call, he began to pack up his things and prepare to evacuate his current house... He suspected that this place was not safe.

After spending about ten minutes packing a few pieces of clothes and half a bag of Korean won, Qiao Xuer walked out of the villa.

On the roadside outside the door, two bodyguards and a bulletproof car were waiting for Qiao Xuer.

Then after the latter got in the car, he, who was sitting in the back seat, saw through the car window the bikers riding three motorcycles rushing out fifty meters ahead, and the shooters carrying RPG rocket launchers in the back row.

Qiao Xuer immediately realized their identities and showed horror on his face.

Before Joe Xuel had the chance to regret, open the car window and shout, three RPGs opened fire. Three rockets flew over at the same time, and one landed in front of the front of the bulletproof car, blowing off several pieces of concrete.

The remaining two rockets hit the front window of the bulletproof vehicle accurately.

The bulletproof glass of a bulletproof car can withstand fire from submachine guns, pistols, and even assault rifles, but this does not mean that it can withstand the bombardment of two RPG rockets.

At least not the bulletproof car that Joe Xuer was riding in.

With two indistinguishable roars, all the windows of the bulletproof car exploded, and Joe Xuer, who was sitting in the car, was torn into pieces by the metal armor-piercing heat stream that violently shot into the car.

Joe Xuel's bodyguards...oh, they were too busy lying on their butts to avoid bullets.

When the employer paid them to do the job, they didn't say that they would have to deal with enemies with RPGs!

Joe Xuel died just like that, killed by his own arrogance and contempt for his BOSS. As for the wealth he transferred out, it was confiscated by the poker organization, and the savings of retired agents were also taken away.

As for his family back in Israel...

"Well, we can't let them go either."

Fujiwara Masato stroked his chin and thought so.

Just at this time, Huangmao, who was far away in New York, also finished his work.

During this period, the latter not only arranged the newly recruited brothers, but also commanded the Sea Lion Commandos to wipe out the Squid Underground Bank.

After the operation, Huangmao got more than 20 million US dollars in cash and a lot of miscellaneous but valuable things.

So, Huangmao is free now.

Fujiwara Masato thought about letting him go to Israel, but the yellow-haired boy is now on Israel's blacklist. Even if he has a full face transplant and changes his face, it will be difficult for him to pass security checks.

It is also difficult for ordinary members of the organization to go to Israel now, because this country is now at war with the "Milk Tea Shop" army, and both sides are throwing rockets and missiles at each other and having a great time.

Ordinary people would not want to go to Israel at this time.

How to do?
Fujiwara Masato pondered for a long time, and he thought of his security company and Huangmao's newly recruited younger brother.

It’s not convenient for ordinary people to go to Israel, but it seems reasonable for security contractors to go there?

This might be a good idea or a bad idea. Fujiwara Masato was not sure. He sent his opinion to Huangmao and asked him to judge whether it could be implemented.

The location of Israel... How should I put it? Fujiwara Masato only needed to look at the world map to know that this damn place was not convenient for sneaking across.

And soon, Huangmao gave an answer.

+In a few days, the US Department of Defense will send people to Israel to carry out an assessment mission. I can arrange for Wollaston and others to blend into the accompanying bodyguard team and take a military plane to Israel. +
Oh, it seems that Huangmao's method is more reliable than the plan that Fujiwara Masato came up with on his own.

Since it looks reliable, let's carry it out. If the mission fails, the most we'll suffer is the loss of a few new defectors.

……

The world is so wonderful. Sitting in a military transport plane, Wollaston checked the standard equipment of the Navy SEALs on his body and carefully recalled his experiences in the past few days.

Five days ago, Wollaston and his brothers went on a killing spree in New York. The boss led a team of seals to attack a squid church, and they were responsible for sniping outside.

This was Wollaston's first battle. In order to live up to the generous treatment from the organization, Wollaston, as the captain, was particularly ruthless when he led his brothers to attack.

The unidentified militants who arrived at the scene first were greeted by a recoilless gun and two squad-level light machine guns.

Under the crossfire network set up by Wollaston, the more than 20 militants "melted" within a minute. Five cars were smashed to pieces on the street, and corpses and blood covered the street.

The second wave was obviously reinforcements from local gangs. After receiving the news, they did not dare to get too close to the church and got off the car two streets away. Wollaston then took the initiative to attack with six veterans.

Within ten minutes, this mob was defeated through close-range shootouts and skilled street fighting.

In this battle, Wollaston killed more than 20 people with his own hands. He was so bloodthirsty that he was crazy about it.

As for the New York police, they did not show up in this incident from beginning to end, and it was obvious that they had received the news in advance.

This is also good. Although he has joined a criminal organization, Wollaston still doesn't want to point the gun at the police... Of course, if he has to, he will still shoot decisively.

There is no other way. The treatment provided by the organization is really too generous. It includes five insurances and one fund, and also covers the work and schooling of family members, so people have no worries at all.

Under such circumstances, Wollaston only hated himself for not meeting the poker organization earlier.
After completing this mission and receiving a dividend of $500,000, Wollaston thought that he and his brothers would become wanted criminals in the United States.

Now, he found himself on a US Air Force plane, heading to Israel as a military attaché of the embassy.

The wonderful transformation here made Wollaston, who thought he had seen the world, couldn't help but sigh at his own ignorance.

Wollaston said to himself.

"Don't think too much. Cheer up and go to work in Israel. The traitors of the organization are still waiting for me to kill them."

(End of this chapter)