The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

A burst of continuous explosions came from upstairs, and the directional bomb directly destroyed the wall of the metal door.

The two armed men who were unlocking the metal door were directly crushed by the collapsed bricks and the metal door.

Although the other people who were farther away were not injured, their ears were roared by the loud noise.

Looking at the two-meter-long hole in horror, he was glad that he was not in the range of the collapsed wall.

Two people were separated to check on the injured companion, and the others looked into the interrogation.

Sure enough, the target had already walked, and then saw the rope hanging from the roof.

"Safety".

Hearing the safety report from his subordinates, Jack Horton, the C1A agent who led the team, walked into the interrogation room with flaming eyes, stood by the hole in the outer wall and looked out.

I saw Ma Wen hiding in the corner of the wall more than ten meters away, smiling and waving at them.

Then the left hand pointed to the remote control held in the right hand.

"my God".

At a distance of more than ten meters, it is not difficult for professional armed personnel to see the remote control in Marvin's hand clearly.

Jack Horton only had time to yell, "Bomb,,",

Without even thinking about it, he grabbed the rope in front of him with his bare hands and jumped out of the interrogation room.

"boom".

A cloud of dust and debris rushed from the hole.

This time there was no wall cover, even if the bomb exploded was designed to break through the wall, it was still a bomb.

Except for Jack Horton who jumped out of the interrogation room by grabbing the rope, the others were basically disabled even if they were lucky enough to survive.

The loud noise alone can burst the eardrums.

But Jack Horton is not much better,

Descending with your bare hands on the rope is no different from self-destructing your hands.

Horton understands this, but at this moment he just wants to stay away from the hole so as not to be affected by the explosion.

When he descended a meter or two, it was not so easy to hold on to the rope.

His mind is full of survival, even if the command of his mind is to hold on to the rope,

But the severe pain came from both hands, and the palms still loosened uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the interrogation room is on the third floor, only six meters high, plus his own height.

Although the impact of the fall was not small, no matter how he let go of his hands, the ground was only more than 2 meters away.

His knees were slightly arched, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, his body rushed forward, and he rolled and hit the outer wall of the building.

He lay on the ground like a broken body, but fortunately his life was saved.

After a while, Holden raised his hands, looked at the bloody palms that had been torn off,

Anger, shame, and severe pain all passed into his mind at once.

"Ah, ah, ah", roared a few times as if venting, thinking about how to kill the church and Marvin.

Thinking of the church materials he saw in the C1A reference room, Horton didn't have the confidence to catch the escaped church.

Enduring the pain and moving his hands and feet, he sat up after finding that there was no big problem, and after thinking for a while, he took out the phone with his fingers.

Made a phone call and had someone look for Sarah, the church girlfriend.

But he is smart, and Marvin is not stupid after being a church agent for decades.

It's not like the two of them have never done anything about threatening the target with their relatives.

Release the interrogator in the black suit who came down and call Sarah.

After driving to pick up Sarah who was leaving Virginia, Marvin looked depressedly at Church and Sarah hugging each other in the back seat.

"Frank, maybe we can send Sarah to London",

After hesitating for a moment, Marvin said, "I know some experts in London, it shouldn't be difficult to hide Sarah."

"Master? Who?"

The church looked at Marvin's back suspiciously, and asked without thinking for a moment, "You don't mean to send Sarah to the nobleman you mentioned?"

Seeing that Marvin just shrugged, Church immediately let go of Sarah's hand, sat up, grabbed the back of the seat with both hands, and sat in the passenger seat.

Looking at Marvin in surprise, "Dude, are you serious? Be someone's housekeeper?"

"Of course," Marvin curled his lips, "I'm already 62, Frank, have I really been hiding in the swamp in the south waiting to die?

If it wasn't for the damn nightshade plan being posted on the Internet, in three months, my half-year butler training course will be over, and I can retire in London with peace of mind."

The church couldn't believe it and joked, "Are you crazy, or your employer is crazy, who would want a crazy person like you to be a housekeeper?"

Marvin shrugged and didn't answer.

"Peng, Peng, Peng".