The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 1225: Can’t escape even with wings?

After a brief panic, Alexander Denning regained his composure and even showed a smile common among businessmen. "Okay, who are you?"

Frank and Marvin looked at each other, then slowly spoke, "So you don't remember us? But we remember you. In 1992, it was you who sent us to Guatemala to help clean up the mess.

"The question now is, who was that low-ranking officer that you asked Gabriel Singer to take away on a plane? Was he worth the trouble of killing and silencing after so many years?"

"Hahaha, so that's how it is. You little people have no idea what trouble you've gotten yourself into." The old man actually laughed out loud, and it was unclear if he was really calm or just pretending.

"First of all, I know you wouldn't dare to touch a hair on my head."

“Pa!” Without waiting for him to finish his words, he looked at the stunned Marven with a stern face and slapped him on the other side of the face.

The slap was so powerful that although it didn't knock Danning unconscious, it made him see stars and it took him a long time to recover.

Seeing that his cheek, which was originally swollen on one side, had returned to symmetry, Marvin nodded with satisfaction and began to put a large plastic bag on his body.

Watching him take out tools from his briefcase, including a barbecue blowtorch, a car repair screwdriver, and pliers, Frank asked casually, "Where did you get these things?"

"Home Depot, where should we start first? Balls, tits or anus?" Marvin showed Frank the tools one by one, smiling like a pervert.

"No!" Danning swallowed.

Frank pressed the blowgun with the gas cylinder, and a beautiful blue flame whistled out, "Balls."

Jack deliberately stood behind Danning and sighed coldly, "Did you forget to prepare masks? The smell here will become very unpleasant later."

"Stop!" The old man was obviously a little panicked, and lost his initial calmness. "For God's sake, stop!"

Marvin brought the pliers close to the nozzle of the blowgun to heat it up in front of him, but he was not moved at all. The hot air flow made Denim's eyes twitch uncontrollably.

"You used to be from the CIA, so you should have received anti-interrogation training, right? Why don't you hold on a little longer and try to see if the FBI, ATF, and CIA people who are monitoring you will notice something is wrong and rush in to rescue you."

Jack leaned close to his ear and made sarcastic remarks.

Denning squeezed his legs together, closed his eyes and yelled, "I took a lieutenant with me. He was the son of Senator James Bracken!"

As expected, Jack smiled. "Are you saying that Senator Robert Bracken, who just became the Donkey Party's vice presidential candidate, committed war crimes overseas?"

"Yes, that idiot who was high on drugs led a group of people to massacre an entire village, killing everyone in it, from women to children, so I had to fly over there overnight to help clean up the mess!"

Danning nodded vigorously as he spoke, "I was just a nobody at that time, and I didn't have the power to refuse at all."

"What about that female reporter from the New York Times? Did she find you?" Frank ignored his self-defense and continued to ask.

"Yeah, I don't know how she found me, but she called me, twice, so I told little Bracken about it."

Danning said as a matter of course, "What happens next has nothing to do with me."

Jack had to admit that he admired the old guy a little. He was really good at playing dumb.

Obviously, he was the one who was hiding behind the scenes and manipulating everything, and Cynthia was probably following his orders. But with the stupid look he was showing now, even if Jack told Frank and Marvin the truth, they would find it hard to believe it.

After much hesitation, he gave up the idea of ​​finding an excuse to kill Danning directly.

It’s not that Jack doesn’t know what to do next after deviating from the original plot, but if he kills this old guy now, Robert Bracken might go unpunished, and Beckett’s mother won’t be avenged.

After checking the time and feeling that it was about time, Jack winked at Frank, who nodded knowingly and knocked Denning out again with a punch.

Marvin opened the door of the secret room, took out a walkie-talkie and handed it to Jack.

"The CIA people have just arrived. I also saw the FBI SWAT team. You are about to be surrounded." Victoria's tone on the intercom was calm as if she was discussing today's weather.

"I also saw that CIA guy you mentioned. He just drove up."

"Proceed as planned." Jack took the barbecue torch from Frank.

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"Why did Browning Orvis (Alexander Denning) become the target of Frank and his team? Where did the tip-off come from? What is his connection with Frank Moses?"

Cooper, who hurried from Virginia to New York, asked a series of questions.

"Anonymous tip. Your current mission is to get rid of Frank. Be careful not to let the FBI mess up. Also, make sure Browning Orvis is alive. He is very important to us."

Cynthia on the other end of the phone had no intention of explaining. After giving the order, she gave a sinister warning, "Don't you think you have too many questions, Cooper? This is not a mistake a good action agent should make."

"Okay." Seeing a team of SWAT members checking their guns near the woods, Cooper braked and stopped. "Then the last question, which one has a higher priority, killing Frank or keeping Browning Orvis alive?"

Cynthia on the other end of the phone seemed to be choked. She paused for a few seconds before gritting her teeth and saying, "Priority is to ensure that Browning Orvis is alive."

Hearing the beep of the phone being hung up in the headset, Cooper couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and a sentence Jack said to him last night emerged in his mind.

"Your superior Cynthia is nothing more than a dog who obeys orders. Our goal is to find all those involved and uproot them."

"The SWAT team has five minutes to deploy. The people inside can't escape." An agent wearing an FBI jacket took the initiative to greet Cooper who had just got out of the car and stuffed a telescope into his hand.

"Tell them to act immediately and ensure the safety of the hostages in the villa." Cooper picked up the telescope and looked towards the villa.

To be honest, Cooper also wanted to know at this time, since Jack told him not to intervene, how did the people in the villa plan to escape.

He is also an FBI agent. Could it be that he is planning to engage in a head-on firefight with the FBI SWAT police on the scene?

However, just as several SWAT teams were about to deploy and surround the villa from all sides, two crisp gunshots suddenly came from the woods, followed by a loud bang, and the extended Lincoln parked at the door of the villa exploded into a pile of flames.