Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"Unexpectedly, McCall was still alive. We were all present at that explosion. He had no chance to escape at all. As expected of him..."

Dave was very emotional, took a sip of beer, and shook his head: "But this time he is really dead, I saw his body, his head was shot three times, his face was beyond recognition, but I can recognize him... ...Death is fine, for a person like him, living is more tiring than dying."

"To our old captain."

"Respect the old captain."

"Respect the old captain."

The four of them toasted and touched each other lightly, Gululu took another sip of beer.

"Brothers, you must know that this mission is very important. If Pushkin can be killed, the remaining piece of cake will allow us to spend the rest of our lives, no, even the rest of our lives without worrying about food and clothing..."

Dave looked at the companions in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "According to the agreement with the CIA, we will replace Pushkin and become the underground overlord of the east coast. This is what the CIA owes us, and it is also the reward we deserve. "

"This day is not far away. In the coming new century, we will become the new underground overlord on the east coast."

The other three laughed, full of ambition.

They still don't know that danger is approaching quietly.

……

Ding!

David and others stepped into the elevator car, and as the elevator went up, the floors gradually changed.

It is already early morning, and there are very few guests staying in the hotel at this time.

Their fully armed posture was not seen by outsiders.

In 1999, there were very few surveillance cameras installed in hotel elevators, and there was no risk of exposure.

Therefore, as long as this operation can be carried out smoothly, almost no one will find them, and will only focus on Pushkin.After all, they were indeed assassins paid by Pushkin.

Suddenly, Matt's expression moved slightly.

"Something's wrong."

"What do you mean?"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was taken aback. David's face was serious, and he asked in a deep voice, "What did you hear?"

"Is there an ambush?"

Wesley frowned immediately: "We still have time to retreat."

"It's not an ambush, their number is wrong..."

Matt had a strange expression on his face, and while listening carefully, he said slowly: "There are not just four enemies, but two groups of people... However, they don't seem to know each other's existence, but they are all related to the CIA."

"Two groups of people?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unexpectedly encountering such a situation.

Two groups of people stayed in the same hotel, both related to the CIA.

"In addition to our four targets, how many other people are there?"

David touched his chin, his eyes flickered: "If there are not many of them, we can deal with them together."

"I'm afraid not. There are a lot of them. They live in three rooms on the 22nd floor, just downstairs and directly below our target. It should be..."

Matt confirmed the information he heard, and affirmed: "Twelve people, exactly the size of a special warfare team."

"Twelve people?"

David was taken aback.

Not only him, but also Wesley, Fox and others.

Twelve plus four, there are a total of sixteen CIA agents, and their temporary killer team only has seven people.

If you only deal with the original four targets, it's not a big problem.

But suddenly there is another team with 16 people in total, which is very difficult. It is equivalent to jumping directly from the simple mode to the hell mode, which is almost an impossible task.

Unless, drop a C4 bomb directly on this hotel.

But that goes beyond the essence of gangsters and harms innocent people, which is what terrorists do.

David doesn't think he's a good person, but he's not so bad that he lacks humanity, doesn't take human life seriously, and does whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

"This is troublesome."

Wesley scratched his head and frowned: "Although they are not on the same floor, and they don't know each other's existence, if we fight, the other party will definitely check the situation as soon as possible..."

"It's too risky to do it now."

Fox looked at the leader of the team and said, "David, what do you think?"

"It's best to retreat now and discuss actions later."

David also frowned, lost in thought, first nodded, then shook his head, and said bluntly: "But it's all here, and I just walked away without doing anything. I'm really not reconciled."

"You want to move on?" Fox saw his thoughts.

"good."

David nodded: "The special operations team is not easy to deal with, but if we can find a way to lure them away, we will have enough time to complete the task..."

"Pushkin is now besieged on all sides and is in a difficult situation. He needs to show force properly, especially in the face of hell mode. He can still kill his opponent cleanly in order to deter the enemy and stabilize his position."

At this point, he looked around and saw that everyone was thinking, and added: "So, this operation is very important to him... The most important thing is that I can take this opportunity to ask him for a sum of money .”

"How much more can I ask for?" Fox shook her head, she felt that David was not rational.

"Double, 4000 million."

David was categorical: "Believe me, what Pushkin lacks now is people, not money."

"..."

Fox lost his voice for a moment.

Including Matt, everyone gasped for breath.

Seeing this, David showed an imperceptible smile, knowing that everyone was already moved.

Although 4000 million is a lot, if you spend 4000 million to get things done today, you can easily get back [-] million tomorrow.

If things can't be done, whether there is a tomorrow is a question.

David didn't lose his mind, on the contrary, he was more sober than ever.

"Just for the 4000 million, how are you going to lure them away?"

asked Wesley.

"this problem……"

David frowned tightly, his eyes fell on the elevator floors that were rising step by step, he used his brains and racked his brains:

"Let me think about it, give me some time, there must be a way..."

Chapter 41 Surprise

"Can't we call more people to kill them all at once?"

Seeing David's frowning face, the butcher couldn't stand anymore. He said carelessly: "Although the brotherhood is in vain, but there are not only the four of us, there are still many members left... Gather them all, we can Flatten this hotel, let alone sixteen agents..."

As he said that, the butcher noticed that several people around him were staring at him with strange eyes, and even Matt, who was invisible, showed a strange expression.

"What's going on, why are you looking at me like that?"

The butcher looked puzzled, and Monk Zhanger couldn't figure out what he said, which made everyone look so strange.

"Shut up."

Fox whispered: "The opponent is the CIA, an official representative force. What we attacked today were mercenaries, a group of PMCs, and it has nothing to do with the CIA, you know?"

"But aren't those mercenaries also sent by the CIA?" The butcher was puzzled, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Wrong, mercenaries are mercenaries, CIA is CIA..."

Seeing that the butcher still didn't understand, Fox sighed: "Anyway, you have to know that we can't take the initiative to launch an attack on the CIA, and it's even more impossible to take the initiative to recruit people to catch all the spy teams sent by the other party."

"Yes, if we do this, we will really become wanted criminals and we won't be able to get along."

Wesley nodded: "Besides, we recruited people, do you think they can't call for support? The New York Police Department and the FBI are all their help. If the CIA's special agent team is attacked in the United States, these two departments will definitely Will not sit idly by."

Mercenaries are mercenaries, no matter who their employer is, since mercenaries are hired, it is impossible for the official to intervene to help.

The official organization of the CIA is different. Once it encounters a blow at home, the CIA can turn into a rogue.

When thugs have legitimate reasons to pester you, you can't be a winner.

In short, it is useless to use rogue tactics against the CIA because America is the biggest rogue in the world.

The butcher finally understood.

"So, the team on the 22nd floor cannot be killed, but can only be lured away?"

"good."

Everyone nodded in unison.

"It's not impossible to kill, but it's not the time yet."

David corrected it, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of an idea.

"Looking for help?"

He looked excited: "Yes!!"

As soon as these words came out, the other eyes immediately focused on him.

"How to do it?"

"Go downstairs, go downstairs first, go back to the car and wait for the time, I want to rearrange it."

……

at the same time.

Andre, who was hiding in the safe house, didn't hesitate at all after receiving the message from David, and ordered his subordinates to act.

The Lankerhof brothers went into battle in person.

As the two leaders of the Russian gangsters, they can't be waste.

Skills are also good, and he has had many experiences in his early years.

Following the address provided by Andre, the two came to the outside of a single-family house in Manhattan, climbed up a utility pole, and destroyed the power distribution box of the house.

To be sure, the two also cut short the telephone line outside the room, and installed several electronic jammers, that is, signal jammers, in the room.

This is Susan's home.

Now that it is early morning, Susan, as an old woman who is almost 60 years old, naturally cannot stay up late to work.

Besides, she thought she had arranged everything.

Whether it is Jin Bin or Pushkin, they are like a mouse meeting a cat in front of her, it is the suppression of the inferior by the superior.

As a former middle-level and high-level member of the CIA, her arrogance penetrated into her bones just like that of American politicians.

The Lankerhoff brothers came and walked lightly, just like the clouds in the sky that day, and they didn't disturb her after falling asleep at all.

……

Go back in time to an hour and a half ago.

"How are you going to lure those guys from the 22nd floor?"

"It's very simple, you just need to think about the problem from another angle."

Facing everyone's questions, David smiled and said, "The commander of their operation this time is a woman named Susan. If Susan is in danger, do you think they will rescue her?"

Everyone was stunned.

Wesley was taken aback: "You want to send someone to attack Susan and ask her to ask the special operations team for help?"

"How is that possible? This is so stupid."

David said: "What we have to do is to make these special operations teams think that Susan is in danger and needs emergency support, that's all."