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Heavy Duti nodded: "Those two terrorists should be dead."

The captain said: "How can it be possible not to die from a direct hit by the spear missile? Assassin's masters who died in our anti-terrorism operations were basically killed by heavy weapons."

"It's true." Heavy Duti was very relieved at first, but suddenly he heard what happened in Manhattan: "Transcendents have many weird abilities, which should not be underestimated! What happened in New York last month, in the face of the Mavericks missile , Tomahawk missiles, air force joint guided munitions, and cloud bombs, and Ronan the Destroyer fled."

The captain asked in a low voice: "Didn't the White House say that the person who sent the video was a lunatic impostor?"

Heavy Equipment Duti shook his head: "Do you also believe the words of those pigs in the White House?"

The captain said: "Not every terrorist is called Ronan the Destroyer, and not every terrorist is as difficult and terrifying as Ronan the Destroyer."

The Templars said on the radio that the man was a traitor to the Templars, a Grand Knight of the Fourth Order.

Heavy Duty said: "I just hope Ronan the Destroyer doesn't come to the Middle East again!"

The captain agreed [-]%: "Don't come to the area under our jurisdiction."

That is a veritable American killer!

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At Dubai International Airport, Ronan, who was wearing an Arabian white robe and a fake beard, and Evelyn, who was wrapped in a black robe, came to the VIP exit of the terminal, and saw Amir waiting near the gate at a glance.

This is a confidant of Rashid, who has just taken over as the chief, and an old acquaintance of Ronan.

The vicinity of the VIP exit has long been emptied, and only the royal guards control the field.

Those who don't know may think that a heavyweight Arab figure is visiting after seeing Ronan's white robe and headscarf.

Dubai is not Iraq, so Evelyn had to get into the car of the female relatives alone.

Ronan got into the Rolls-Royce and found that the driver was August.

Amir said: "He has captured Israeli spies one after another recently, and he is deeply trusted by His Majesty."

August is very good at being a man: "Amir, without your support, I can't do it alone." He looked at Ronan, put away his laughter: "Another big move?"

Ronan simply said: "Just some thoughts."

August saw Ronan in a great mood: "The Middle East will become more lively! The Israelis and Americans are going to be unlucky again! Amir, do you like to see them unlucky?"

"Of course!" Amir said solemnly, "I hate them more than the oil buried under the desert!"

The convoy started and went straight to the area where the royal family of Dubai lived.

August saw Evelyn driving the car before, and couldn't help being curious, and asked, "That woman, isn't it the little wife you're looking for?"

Ronan said: "She is Assassin's assassin, don't talk nonsense, be careful that she will shut you up forever."

August quickly shut his mouth, but he was guessing wildly in his heart, does the lady know?Do you want to make a report?

Forget it, it's better to let the lady and Ronan handle this kind of personal matter in private, so as not to get mixed up.

If it is not done well, there are no people inside and outside.

Amir recalled the incident: "The last time Mossad's intelligence agents came to Dubai, I sold him news and accidentally received counterfeit money. I will give you the part that is due to you later."

August said: "And me, I was too careless..."

"No need." Ronan raised his hand to interrupt them: "He lowered the debt with his life for those counterfeit banknotes."

Amir was still pondering, August already understood Ronan's meaning: "Did you kill him?"

Ronan said, "It happened to happen in Baghdad."

The convoy entered the manor next to the royal palace, and the manor was full of reliable personnel whose families were directly controlled by the royal family.

After getting out of the car, Amir said, "Your Majesty is accompanying the distinguished guests from Saudi Arabia to visit Salah al-Din's crown. Tonight, I will arrange a private meeting with you, Elder Hassan and Elder Ayman."

Ronan said, "Yes."

A butler of the manor came over: "Please wash away the tiredness of the journey, we have arranged a sumptuous dinner."

Luo Nanke went into the luxurious bathroom to take a bath and change clothes as he pleased.

Putting on a brand new silk robe, when he came out again, Amir had already returned to the palace, and only August was waiting in the living room.

August invited: "There is still some time for the dinner, go out for a walk?"

Ronan thought he was busy, and said, "Okay."

The two left the villa and walked towards the artificial lake along the green grassy stone road.

The big dogs spent a lot of money. In this place where water is more expensive than oil, a huge freshwater lake was artificially dug out.

Money is willful!

August led the way, walked into the trestle on the lake, and walked towards the sightseeing pavilion on the island in the middle of the lake.

Go up the sightseeing pavilion along the steps, climb up and look far away, there is another luxurious manor next door to the manor.

August said: "I have encountered a little trouble."

Ronan said deliberately: "Don't tell me if it's too troublesome, I will only make things more troublesome."

"Hey, how can we be considered friends?" August was quite helpless: "I just want you to help with suggestions."

He solemnly said: "The last time I went to Europe to meet a lady, I saw Helen next to her, and was deeply attracted by her. If I pursue Helen, will the lady have any objection?"

Ronan thought of Aunt Helen and asked, "Have you seen Helen?"

"Yes! She is the kind I like." August was obviously not joking, very, very serious: "Helen is strong, burly, elegant, and cool. I had a fight with her. When she tore her skirt, she showed Your thigh is brighter than a hundred thousand volt lamp!"

Ronan didn't know what to say, he could only say that everyone's aesthetics are different.

August's face was intoxicated: "Helen has both the sternness of a father and the love of a mother. I have never seen such a radiant woman. Even if a lady is in front of her, she can only steal a second of brilliance."

He suddenly realized that what he said was wrong: "Ronan, I'm not saying that your vision is bad, the main reason is that Helen is too dazzling..."

Ronan replied casually: "I remember that members of the syndicate are not forbidden to talk about love."

August nodded: "No prohibition, I am mainly worried about the lady..."

Ronan understood: "Okay, take a chance, let me ask you a question."

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Finland, the island town of Hailuoto.

The syndicate's lair is located.

Summer is coming, the days are extremely long, the ice and snow have already melted, and the island is green and grassy.

Scarlett, who was in a trance, was taken into a wooden house.

Months of captivity and interrogation turned the gorgeous redhead of the Special Affairs Bureau into a European world-weary model, as if only skin and bones remained.

Scarlett was chained to a metal chair by an aunt with a bucket waist, trying to concentrate her increasingly distracted mind.

The focus of sight finally fell on the expressionless red-brown-haired woman opposite.

It's not top-notch beauty, but it has a special temperament, to some extent, it's a bit like General Hawke.

The kind of person who has mastered real power for a long time has a strong aura.

Scarlett asked: "Are you the leader of the Syndicate?"

Helen said, "You can call her Ma'am."

Scarlett sneered: "You terrorists! One day, the United States will destroy you!"

Ilsa didn't refute, and the other party's knowledge had already been squeezed out, and she said calmly: "Red-haired girl, I came to see you today, just to tell you that you have two choices."

She didn't talk nonsense, but simply listed: "One is to join us, and the other is to fertilize the soil on the island."

Scarlett tried to stand up, but as soon as they got together, she was dragged back by the chain.

She didn't have the strength to break free from the chains.

Ilsa offered no persuasion, just waiting for the redhead to make her choice.

"For...America!" During the long-term interrogation, although she vomited everything she knew, Scarlett's values ​​and worldview formed over the past 20 years of her life have not collapsed: "For democracy and freedom!"

Ilsa stood up, put her left hand in her pocket, went straight out, and said to the trio of Raul, Guti, and Morientes who were guarding the door: "Give her a good time."

When Helen came out, the trio entered the cabin, Raul took out a pistol, and the shots fired three times in a row.

Soon, the three left dragging the sack and came to the place where the flowers bloom most brilliantly on the island.

The soil is fertile, and the flowers bloom colorfully.

Ilsa called Helen and walked towards the sea.

Helen could tell that the lady had a heavy heart and seemed to have encountered a problem.

Try to walk lightly, so as not to affect the lady's thinking.

Ilsa said suddenly: "Recently, the organization has entered a dormant period, and things are relatively less."

"Yes, it's a lot less, and the bosses below can basically handle it." Helen misunderstood: "If you want to go to the Middle East, you can go there for a vacation and have a good rest."

Two terrorists gathered in the Middle East to rest and recuperate?Or is it turned upside down?

By the way, she can also go there, the man named Augustus seems to be interesting.

Ilsa shook her head: "I don't need to go to the Middle East for the time being. I plan to use this time to deal with some of the backlog of the Syndicate. Maybe at the end of this month or next month, I will go out for a trip. It will take a little time. a little longer."

Helen asked, "Very important?"

Ilsa said: "It's about my promotion."

London kept urging them to go back to report on their work, and the teacher Galahad called in person, saying that the Knights of the Round Table were ready for the promotion ceremony.

The promotion ceremony of the Knights of the Round Table is firmly controlled by the Kingsman Manor, and if you want to be promoted, you must go back.

Ilsa is not that kind of dead-headed, and she knows very well that with what Syndicate has done, it is extremely risky to go back.

There is little hope of normal promotion.

It may be too long to be a terrorist, especially from an undercover agent to a leader of a syndicate. After making various decisions, the impact is not insignificant.

Ilsa gradually had other thoughts, such as dealing with MI6 and the Knights of the Round Table, and stealing the promotion method?

How can someone who can become the leader of the syndicate and continue to expand the scale of the syndicate leave his fate to the knights of the round table to decide?

Similarly, it is impossible for her to mobilize people from the Syndicate to make trouble in London.

"Ronan..." Ilsa sighed in her heart, "I can't imagine."

Unless absolutely necessary.

Ilsa said: "I will keep in touch with you when the time comes. If I don't contact you twice in a row, please remember to inform Ronan."

Helen asked, "Him?"

Ilsa nodded: "He knows what I'm going to do." She said softly: "I hope it won't come to this point."

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Moscow, GRU.

Igor came to the director's office with the materials he had prepared, preparing to report on his recent work.

Although the default is to be the next director of the GRU, Igor, the old KGB, is well versed in the way of being an official. He asks for instructions three times a day and reports every Friday.

The old bureau chief praised him more and more.

Even the Kremlin believes that he is the most suitable person to run the GRU in the future.

The old director had a very good attitude towards his successor, so he let Igor sit down casually and asked, "Is there any new progress in the Middle East?"

Igor said: "The Middle East will continue to be chaotic. As long as the Arabs continue to dispute with the Israelis, major oil-producing countries such as the United Arab Emirates and Saudi Arabia will not completely move closer to the United States. As long as their oil policies are slightly less influenced by the United States, our country will You can continue to make profits.”

It is also beneficial for Russia to be willing to engage in this proxy war.

This is a country that lives on oil and natural gas.

The old director nodded: "You have considered very comprehensively. Whether it is the Middle East dominated by Arabs, or the Middle East dominated by Israel and Americans, it is not in our interests. Now that Israel and the United States occupy an overwhelming advantage, we must let the Arabs People are stronger, let them drag the United States back!"

Igor said: "At present, there is no more suitable organization than Assassin."

The old director had experienced the unbearable years when Russia fell to the West, and he had some concerns in his heart: "We cooperate with terrorist organizations..."