Jedi Knight in American Comics

In the Lincoln Tunnel control room, it's still the same group of big guys.

"Howard, ever since that damn group of Osborne Enterprises security guards fought with the people in the tunnel, until now, we still have no way to contact those damn kidnappers. They originally came to contact Marcus. The phone number doesn’t work, it seems they refused to talk to us.”

Harry, the NYP deputy director whose name is very similar to Harry reported to New York Mayor Howard.

"It's all my fault that these female cousins ​​are messing around. We had already contacted each other, but they suddenly caused so much trouble. How are those guys doing? Have they made it in?"

Howard, the biggest boss present, cursed that anyone who was interfered with when the terms had been negotiated would probably not be able to guarantee that he would still have a good temper.

But they are not his subordinates. He has no good way to deal with this group of mercenaries who are disguised as security guards of Osborne Enterprises. They are not afraid of him settling accounts later. Instead, he had to try his best to help them wipe their butts, so as not to harm innocent people. Not to mention how aggrieved he felt.

He was angry, but things had reached such a point that he could only place his hope on them. After all, after getting to know Marcus better through the information, he no longer had any hope of resolving the matter peacefully.

This guy is a mad dog and will bite anyone he catches.

All the information about Marcus in the past three years always told him this sentence.

"Uh uh uh, there is no commander. Even after reinforcements arrived, they were still in a stalemate." After hearing Howard's question and Harry's signal, an intelligence officer on the side who was always paying attention to the intelligence there replied.

He knew it was not good as soon as he heard it. After hearing this kind of answer, Howard probably had to ship it again, and things turned out as he expected.

"These idiots have caused trouble and still can't settle the matter. If a large number of hostages are killed because of them this time, I won't let them go without saying anything. I won't be able to live well, and they won't be happy either."

Some irrational words mixed with various slangs came out of Howard's mouth. This was completely different from the gentle mayor who usually appeared in the media. He was like two different people.

He seemed to have seen the day when he would be held accountable by Congress, and he began to lose his mind in anger. Who better than a tall man like him to appease the American imperialists who would be furious if a hostage massacre occurred?

Seeing that he was handling things well but was messed up by a team of security guards, at this time he didn't care about Osborne or not. If there was ever a day when he would be held accountable, he planned to die in Osborne. Come and bite off a piece of meat, among these big companies, who is cleaner than the other?

"Report to the mayor, according to our personnel's observation, the firepower in the tunnel suddenly weakened during this period of time, and it seems that it can no longer withstand the security guards. Something may have happened inside."

It was the same person from the Intelligence Section who once again dutifully reported the information to Howard. .

But his efforts were obviously in vain, and the furious Mayor Howard did not listen to even a word. When the other big shots saw Howard's performance, they all started to get angry with themselves, but no one paid attention to what he said.

Seeing this, he could only shrug helplessly, wisely choosing not to offend the furious boss in front of him, and continued to receive information.

"I have reported it anyway, and it will not be my turn to be held accountable afterwards." He told himself in his heart.

Among so many people, only the NSA had a gleam in the eyes of the Dick agent in charge. He seemed to have noticed this somewhat unusual piece of information.

But he didn't say much, he just looked at Mayor Howard who was still cursing endlessly, with a trace of curvature at the corner of his mouth.

After all, at this time, he was dutifully "playing" a subordinate who was sulking after being criticized by his boss. Reminding him to pay attention to this kind of thing is not included in his character.

Suddenly, all the densely packed camera images on the display screen wall in front of these big shots disappeared. One second later, the logo of N TV appeared on the entire screen wall. This sudden change attracted the attention of Mayor Howard, among others.