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Two hours later, near 20 o'clock, Chen Mu boarded the plane from Di Tripoli International Airport with confinement and [-] tons of gold.

Before taking off, Chen Mu asked the confinement to conduct an in-depth inspection.

After all, it was Gaddafi's private jet, so it would be bad if he left some farewell gifts like bombs. He collected 20 tons of gold, and it was unreasonable to take anything else.

Fortunately, Gaddafi was not stupid and did not let the situation escalate again.

The plane lifted off smoothly, flying faster than the international flight I took last night, and arrived at New York Airport in less than six hours.

The time happened to be the same as when we set off last night, at 10 o'clock in the evening, the journey took 18 hours, and the total task time was 6 hours. Chen Mu was quite satisfied with this.

At the same time, Natasha and Hill were on mission in South Africa.

After finishing the action mission, come to the meeting room to discuss the next mission plan.

Natasha looked serious, while Hill was a little restless, and subconsciously glanced at his watch every few minutes to confirm the time.

"Calculating the time, that guy should have arrived in Libya, right?"

Natasha glanced at Hill calmly, and said casually: "Without any experience and no support, let alone a rookie like Chen Mu, even I can't do it for a while, I guess, he Now I’m probably hiding in some small hotel and calling for fast food.”

"What fast food?" Hill was slightly taken aback.

"A pervert like him, what kind of fast food can he eat? By the way, he seems to have paid an advance of [-] US dollars before departure, which is enough for him to eat for a month. I hope there will be no sores when he comes back." Natasha gloated road.

In a small country in North Africa, the regime is in turmoil, the economy is depressed, and the fast food industry is developing rapidly.

"Well, Chen Mu isn't that kind of person...is he?" Hill subconsciously wanted to retort, but hesitated as he spoke.

There is no doubt that Chen Mu is that kind of person.

"I see you are worried about him."

Natasha pursed her lips and teased, "No way, Hill, could it be that he poured aphrodisiacs instead of water? Speaking of which, have you never been nourished? Are you full of spring and lack of fat?"

"Shet! Don't give a fuck!"

Hilton stood up excitedly. After realizing that the reaction was a little overdone, he sat down slowly, and said with a fake smile: "Is it an aphrodisiac? You should know better than me. I think you seem to have drunk it the day before yesterday A few mouthfuls, if it's really an aphrodisiac, wouldn't it all have spontaneously ignited by now?"

With a pot of Biluochun, the two of them share a score of [-]-[-]. In terms of understanding, Natasha undoubtedly has the right to speak.

Bitchi!

Natasha's face turned green with anger. Speaking of this, the urge to retch immediately appeared in her throat.

Although I don't want to admit it, I did have a few drinks hard.

"Hehe." "Hehe."

The two women looked at each other with smirks, maintaining their last dignity, but there was a hint of fire in their eyes.

As both women and agents, even if there are no major conflicts, small frictions are inevitable, and they have been secretly competing all the time.

'buzz buzz—'

Just when the two women couldn't help but want to find a place to discuss and relax, a mobile phone on the conference table suddenly vibrated.

"It's the person in charge of the North Africa branch." Hill stepped forward to pick up the phone, shook it at Natasha, and said, "Calculating the time, Chen Mu should have been settled properly. Do you want to make a bet? Is he there?" Eat fast food, if not, stick your ass up and let me kick you?"

After finishing speaking, he stood on tiptoe with a heel that was more than ten meters long, showing an evil smile.

Vicious little bitch!

Natasha couldn't help but tense, the length was really too much, she hesitated for a second, and slowly avoided Hill's gaze.

Admit cowardly.

The price of this bet is too heavy. She is wearing wedge heels today, and the two bet, the income and the payment are seriously unequal.

"Oh, coward."

Hill raised his eyebrows coldly, and answered the phone with an arrogant expression: "Hi, I'm Maria Hill."

"Director Hill, something is wrong with the mission!" Without greetings, the head of the North Africa branch spoke solemnly.

"What's the situation?" Hill's expression became tense, and he hurriedly asked, "Where's Chen Mu? How is he?"

"Chen Mu..." There was a brief silence on the other side, as if he was adjusting his words.

"Tell me! Is he dead?"

'No way?It's only been a day, and that guy is cold? Seeing this, Natasha was slightly surprised, and leaned aside to listen.

Although Natasha's words were full of contempt, she was still convinced of Chen Mu's strength. The mission lasted for a month, and with her superb skills and patience, she had a great chance of completing the mission without any damage.

Even if you are inexperienced, your marksmanship is poor, and your hard skills are there, it can be said that it is easy to deal with a few soldiers with bare hands. As long as your identity is not exposed, there will be no great danger.

"I don't know if this is considered to have completed the task of stealing intelligence, but Gaddafi handed over to Chen Mu the video of secretly executing civilians and the information on colluding with the Middle East rebels."

"Leave it to...Chen Mu is his father?" Hill said angrily.

"Well, actually, I don't know the specific process. After he got off the plane, he went directly to Gaddafi's palace and left three hours later. How should I put it? After Gaddafi copied the information, he personally I sent him away." The person in charge of North Africa said dumbfounded: "And I also gave him twenty tons of gold..."

"What are you talking about, Hanmore, have you lost your mind?"

Hill and Natasha looked at each other, feeling that their IQ was insulted.

"Director Hill, I can be responsible for every word I said. The detailed situation is under investigation. Chen Mu has already arrived at the New York airport in Gaddafi's private jet with [-] tons of gold."

"I don't believe this is true, but the fact is there... After Chen Mu came, he threw John Morando on the wilderness road. Before leaving, he threw John on the bird again. John walked for twelve hours in the shitless desert before he returned the things..."

The tone of the person in charge was both helpless and indignant.

What a vicious man, poor John, he walked more than forty kilometers without eating or drinking in a day, and his feet were covered with blisters.

Hill didn't believe a word at first, but now he believes a little bit. Such a bad behavior is indeed something Chen Mu can do.

"I'll give you a day to edit the details into written form and send it to my mailbox immediately. By the way, I will also send a copy to Director Fury." Hill hesitated and said, "No one but me and Fury will be responsible for this matter." Don't tell the tasker other than the director, and seal the file according to the S-class machine!"

"Understood, I will send someone to investigate immediately."

In a small country in North Africa, urban security management is very loose, and signal stations are scarce. If you want to find out the whole story, you can only start with the monitoring of soldiers who participated in the war and Gaddafi's palace.