Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"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."

After a pause, he mentioned the important point: "After all, these two groups of people don't know each other's existence. They won't think that this is just someone trying to lure them out of the hotel..."

Having said that, he glanced at Matt.

Information gaps matter.

Thanks to Matt participating in the operation this time, otherwise, something might go wrong.

The time came to 02:30 in the morning.

Ding!

David smiled when he received the news.

"It's time to act."

……

Room 2201.

Bang bang bang! !

The rapid knock on the door by the hotel waitress woke up the four people in the room. They subconsciously touched the pistols beside them and looked at each other.

One of them walked forward slowly, leaned against the door of the room, looked at the person through the cat's eyes, and pretended to be annoyed after being woken up, and asked in a bad tone: "Who? Knock on the door in the middle of the night, are you there?" What's wrong?"

"Excuse me, I'm the front desk of the hotel."

The hotel waitress was a little anxious: "Someone came and told me that he is Susan's friend, let me tell you that something happened to Susan, and she needs your help."

"What happened to Susan?"

The man was taken aback, he didn't expect the waitress to say that.

Not only him, but the other three people not far from him also heard this sentence.

"Sorry, I don't know any Susan."

He didn't hesitate, and after saying a word, no matter what the waitress said, he never got a response.

The waitress hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

"Get in touch with Susan!"

In the room, the man headed by the special operations team had already responded immediately.

He dialed Susan's phone, but found no answer.

"Troublesome..."

The man frowned: "Contact the headquarters."

After a few minutes.

"The headquarters asked us to find out about Susan's condition as soon as possible."

"Understood, wake up the brothers, it's time to take action... Confirm the last location of Susan and set off immediately!"

The captain gave the order.

A group of people moved quickly, quickly dressed and brought their equipment, and a few minutes later they stood at the elevator entrance and came to the parking lot.

Buzz! !

The car engine roared, and three urban SUVs rushed out of the hotel parking lot.

……

in the elevator.

Thanks to Matt's strong sense of hearing, the course of action of David and others happened to be staggered from this group of people.

"Success!"

Matt nodded: "They left, there is no doubt."

"As expected."

David wasn't surprised at all: "They wouldn't think that this was just a botched scam."

"The arrogance of the CIA." Fox shrugged.

"Then it's up to us to work hard."

David made a victory gesture and said with a smile: "Quickly resolve the battle, go home and divide the money... 4000 million is waiting for us."

"Excellent, I can't wait."

Wesley rubbed his hands together.

He just wants to wash away last night, no, from now on, it should be the shame of facing McCall the night before.

Ding!

The elevator reaches the 23th floor.

In Room 2301, the butcher and the repairman stood at the door. Wesley, the gunsmith, Fox and David each held two grenades, a total of eight. Matt stood at the end of the line. It seemed useless, but in fact it was The most important core figure in the team.

"There is one in the living room, two in the left room, and one in the right room."

Matt's ears moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "The positions are scattered, and grenades may not be able to solve all of them."

"It doesn't matter, the matter is over, they have no chance."

David lowered his voice: "Next, listen to my order, three, two, one."

"action!"

boom! !

The butcher and the repairman kicked hard, and a huge force burst out. The door and the door frame flew into the room together.

The door is wide open.

It's like a goal in football without a goalkeeper.

In the living room, the man who was in a half-sleeping state suddenly woke up and saw a few dark things flying towards him.

"what?"

He subconsciously picked up the pistol beside him, followed the sound with his eyes, passed the door, and saw a few burly figures holding guns, and came back to his senses, and found the... grenade that had fallen in front of him.

"Attack! Grenade!!"

The man's expression was frightened instantly, and he couldn't help but roar loudly.

At the same time, Wesley couldn't suppress his somewhat vengeful excitement any longer, and shouted:

"SurpriseMotherfucker!!"