The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

Just when everyone was thinking about it, two people in black suits walked into the meeting, looked around and walked straight to the three of Cliff.

"Doctor Cliff, Doctor Ward." The middle-aged man in the suit stopped talking, looked at the last doctor and said, "Doctor Strange, can you take a step to speak?"

Looking at the middle-aged man suspiciously, Strange nodded, and the two walked to a place where no one was around. The middle-aged man took out his ID, "My name is David, and I'm the director of C1A."

"You, hello".

It wasn't that he was afraid of C1A, but Strange knew that trouble was coming when he heard the other party self-reported his identity. "So this person with a knife in his forehead is one of yours?"

David was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "No, but he is far more important than me as a supervisor."

Speaking so directly to Strange, David was surprised and could only pick out some words to explain, "Since you guessed something, then I'll make it clear,

The injured were the traitors we had hunted down for nearly 20 years. This time, because of him, not only did C1A lose 6 agents, but the US military also lost 18 fully armed elites.

So, I don't say anything, but you can understand the importance and top-secret nature of the matter."

"Although I am an expert in neurosurgery, my field of specialization is not trauma."

Although there is still a bit of patriotism, Strange doesn't want to risk his own future for an extremely risky operation.

He was able to achieve such a great achievement in the medical field, in addition to his own extremely smart and excellent skills, it is also related to his ability to pick the injured, and he never touches unsure operations.

David was not surprised that Strange would refuse, he thought for a while and said, "But you are the best neurosurgery expert we can find now.

If you really don't take over, then according to the estimates of the doctors on site, the injured are likely to become vegetative, and this is not the result we hoped for.

The information in his mind is not only what we C1A want to know, but even people in the US military also want to get it.

Doctor Strange, although we didn't try our best to order you, let alone make decisions for you, but you have to understand that it is C1A and a US lieutenant general who are begging you this time."

Hell, looking at David's eyes, Strange cursed inwardly, hesitating in his heart, David's eyes changed, "How about I ask General Ross, who lost eighteen elites, to invite you?

However, if you really want him to come forward, it is not a matter of answering or not, even if you sue us afterwards, I guarantee that the final result will be nothing."

The other party said so clearly, Strange frowned, thought for a while and said, "Okay, I can accept the operation, but I need you to issue a disclaimer, and anything other than the operation has nothing to do with me after today ".

Seeing that Strange's exemption from liability had nothing to do with the operation, David immediately felt that the other party had absolute confidence that he would not make mistakes in the operation.

"No problem, Doctor Strange, you have the final say on everything about the operation, and we will take care of the rest for you."

After the two finished speaking, they took two doctors, Cliff and Ward, into a helicopter and flew to Johannesburg.

Looking back half an hour ago, Colin and Tobin, who were staying in the interrogation room of the safe house, could not hear the gunshots outside and did not receive a message from the C1A combat team. The two knew that the safe house had been captured.

Colin was talking to his boss David while holding a mobile phone, while holding a gun, watching Tobin.

When he heard his boss say that he must save Tobin's life no matter what, Colin nodded in agreement, but he couldn't help thinking about how to get out.

It's not that there is no way out, the big deal is to return to the Assassin Brotherhood, so he has no plans to dedicate his life to the United States.

And Colin's expression was also seen by Tobin who was always paying attention to him.

"Hey man, since we don't want to die, is it time to uncuff me?"

Moving his handcuffed hands and feet, Tobin smiled and said, "If you know who the person who has been chasing and killing me is, you can understand that none of us can survive without joining hands."

"No need," Colin snorted coldly, "in less than 10 minutes, a large number of support will arrive, and even if this interrogation room is blown up with explosives, it is impossible to break through the alloy door as thick as a finger in a short time."

Seeing that Colin was willing to talk, Tobin smiled and deliberately said in a low voice, "Have you heard of Transformers?"

Colin hesitated. As a member of the Assassin Brotherhood, he has his own secret channels. Of course, he has heard of the alien life that made the Americans go to war.

"Would you like to earn extra money in the hundreds of millions, with the unit being US dollars?"

Chapter 922 .920 Chapter Two I Can Help Bury You

Hearing the extra money calculated in the billions, Ke Lin was not only unmoved, but instead sneered with a sullen face, "No wonder you were hunted down, it turns out that you are looking for death.

Some money looks tempting, but you have to spend it wisely."

Although he hadn't been a teacher in the past few years, while learning from the cross, his field training was counted with tasks.

So, Ke Lin doesn't have a lot of money now, but he still has millions of dollars. "Instead of talking about this, it's better to talk about who is chasing you."

"Ever heard of White Ghost?"

Colin was startled, thinking about what Carlos the Cross had said in his heart, then lifted Tobin's collar, and cursed through gritted teeth,

"Bastard, so you took the initiative to enter the American Foreign Embassy in Johannesburg to avoid Bai You's pursuit?"

"Calm down, calm down," Tobin said with a smile, "I can see that you are not an ordinary C1A rookie, and it's hard to say whether you are a C1A person or not.

Otherwise, it is impossible for you to know White Ghost, let alone Transformers."

"So, buddy, can you tell me who you really are?"

Seeing Ke Lin's dodging eyes, Tobin's eyes lit up, and said, "It's okay if you don't want to say it, since you are not from C1A, there is no need to work hard for them."

"Also, I advise you not to try to kill me,"

Staring at Colin's hand holding the gun, Tobin sped up his speech, "This is a closed space, kill me, you can't explain it to C1A, and your identity will still be exposed."

Colin's face changed slightly, and he let go of Tobin's collar, "What do you want to do?"

"Kang, kuang", Tobin raised the handcuffs on his hands, "Help me untie it, I guarantee that not only will we not die, but you can make a lot of money and at the same time, maybe you can keep your C1A status."

Pretending to be thinking, Colin hesitated for a long time before taking out the key from his pocket and putting it in Tobin's hand, but the pistol in his hand didn't move at all, instead he put his finger on the trigger.