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"Click!"

The headlights of the off-road vehicle behind them suddenly turned on, and the two people turned around suddenly. The strong light stimulated the two people and they couldn't open their eyes. Then they heard the sound of the car door. When they squinted slightly and looked over, they saw only one person.

People were standing in front of the car, but the light was too strong and they couldn't see their faces clearly, only a figure.

You can imagine how shocked the two people were. As agents, especially those who are dispatched as foreigners, they have received harsh and even cruel training. They were actually touched behind the back and got into the car without even noticing. What if?

This man wanted to kill them, but he probably didn't even know how they died.

The two people raised their feet and were about to walk over when they heard a bang of a gunshot. They were frightened and took a step back. The young man standing next to them fell to the ground with a plop, and even screamed.

Before it came out, he was shot in the head.

The faces of the two people changed drastically, and finally turned livid. Looking at the figure standing in front of the light, one of the guys said coldly: "What do you mean?"

"hehe……"

The laughter was soft and the voice was a little hoarse: "It's nothing, because he deserves to die, so he died!"

A smile appeared on Ivan's face, because when he saw the young man appear, he knew that he would definitely die. Because an intelligence officer, an agent, absolutely cannot reveal even a little bit of information about himself, especially his face.

Let any country's intelligence department grasp it. If it weren't for this reason, he wanted to kill Yang Luo on the first day he showed up. But Yang Luo had not guessed that he was not treason, but just using his old man.

Mei, and reached a cooperation, it is estimated that he was also killed by Yang Luo.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Luo knows what he has done. Countless countries are looking for him, especially the United States. They want to peel off his skin and stretch his muscles. If he does not kill the person he has met

As a young man, he believed that it would not take long for his identity to be revealed by the US intelligence agency. By then, the country would not be able to protect him, and he would really have to go hunting in the deep mountains and old forests.

The two agents looked at each other, and they came here in person. In addition to negotiating terms with Yang Luo, they also wanted to contact Yang Luo, investigate Yang Luo's identity, and instigate rebellion against Yang Luo. If they could not instigate rebellion, they would wait until the goal was achieved.

Yang Luo killed him. But now it seems that it is not that this opponent is too cunning, but that they are like idiots. If it were them, they would not have face-to-face contact with their opponents.

An agent said: "Okay, okay, he is just a spy we developed here. Although the training cost us a lot of time and money, he is dead after death. Now we can talk about business!"

"Business?" Yang Luo shrugged, "What business?"

Another agent said arrogantly: "We are here to help your country and eliminate the training camp and base camp of the East 1st Islamic Movement."

"Nonono!" Yang Luo shook his finger, "I don't need your help!" Yang Luo emphasized the word "help" very hard, "I don't need any charity from you Americans, and I really like to be self-reliant."

He tilted his head slightly and said, "Do you know what self-reliance means? Maybe there is something wrong with my translation. It means you have to do your own thing."

The two guys were stunned, and Yang Luo shrugged: "When you go back, tell your boss that I don't need your help." After that, he started to leave.

The two guys were anxious and shouted in unison: "Wait!"

"Hmm?" Yang Luo put his raised foot down again, "Is there anything else?"

The arrogant guy absolutely believed that if this matter went wrong, his boss would tear him into pieces: "We are here to talk to you about the transaction!"

"Trade?" Yang Luo said, "Oh, you are here to trade with me." Speaking of this, Yang Luo showed a sneer on his face, "Since you are here to trade, then put away your arrogance, which makes me feel very

Disgusting face."

A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the agent, and he suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "This time, if we cooperate, everyone will benefit, right?"

"Hi, friend!" Another agent lowered his stance, "Our boss has agreed to the conditions you proposed. As long as you tell us where Zawahiri is hiding, within three days, American bombers will

Appearing above this desert."

Yang Luo took out a cigarette and lit one, "But now I don't want to cooperate with you!"

"What?" The two guys opened their eyes wide, but the car lights were too dazzling, and then they squinted their eyes hurriedly.

Yang Luo took a deep drag on his cigarette: "Okay, let's talk about this, you two, take care!"

"Stop!" the arrogant guy yelled. He had never been provoked like this before. It was simply unforgivable. "You have to think about it. Some things are not just what you want."

"Hahaha……"

Yang Luo laughed wildly and suddenly looked up: "Are you threatening me?"

The guy snorted coldly and said in a murderous tone: "If you must understand it this way, I have no objection."

Yang Luo nodded and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, I'm afraid of everything except threats. I heard that you guys from the CIA are very good at assassinations. I'll wait for you!"

The guy's whole face became a little distorted: "You are provoking, not provoking me personally, but provoking our CIA and our American government. Have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"Ha!" Yang Luo laughed again, "If the Eastern Yiyun had not been supported by you sons of bitches, how could they be as big as they are today? Then they became disobedient and moved closer to the base. You guys gave up.

Now they stabbed your nigger president

The pain in his butt made him furious, and he remembered our deal again. Do you think I am a fool? Go back and tell your boss that if you want to make this deal, show sincerity and don’t give a damn.

To fool the whole world into thinking they are idiots."

The guy's hand slowly reached his lower back, and another agent held his shoulders and shouted angrily: "Luke, that's enough, do you want to make things worse?"

Luke calmed down and took his hand back. Yang Luo sneered: "You want to kill me? You should thank your brother, otherwise you would have gone to see God by now."

In an instant, Luke broke out in a cold sweat. The opponent, whose appearance he still couldn't see clearly, was holding a silver Desert Eagle in his hand, glowing with an icy cold light under the light. This gun was too much for him.

Familiar, it was the one he put in the car. He just thought there would be no problem, but he never expected that someone would enter their car silently.

The agent whose name he still didn't know took a deep breath and said in a very kind tone: "My name is Cole, and I really hope to be your friend."

Yang Luo shook his head: "Cole, you are very humorous. Do you think a Chinese agent and an American agent can become friends?"

Cole shrugged: "Okay, let's not talk about this issue, let's talk about your conditions."

Yang Luo took a deep breath of the cigarette that fell into his mouth, and the smoke slowly crawled out from the corner of his mouth. The thin smoke slowly dispersed, changing into different shapes in the strong light, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

Fantasy feeling.

"That's right. Since you are here to discuss business, you should keep your identity straight and don't just shout and kill when nothing happens. This is too boring."

Cole said: "Okay, our time is precious, let's talk about your conditions quickly."

"Bang!" Yang Luo snapped his fingers and spit out the cigarette butts in his mouth: "As far as I know, the East 1st Islamic Movement has two training camps in Libya, including here, and they are all left to you to handle."

"This is impossible!" Luke shouted, and was about to say more, but Cole stopped him, "We have no power to promise you this, we must report it to the higher ups."

"Okay!" Yang Luo said nonchalantly, "It's up to you. As long as you are not afraid of the angry American people gang-raping the nigger president, you can give me the answer anytime. I don't care." After saying that, he turned and walked away.

, and then disappeared behind a sand dune.

A smile appeared on Ivan's lips. In fact, he also hated these Americans. Every time he dealt with them, he had to force their heads off. Now that he saw them deflated, he felt happy.

"You two, if nothing happens, I will go back!"

Luke snorted coldly: "You should know his identity."

Ivan nodded: "I know!"

Luke's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "Tell me all the information you know!"

Ivan said calmly: "Why should I tell you?"

"You!" Luke pointed at Ivan and said angrily, "Don't forget your identity."

"Oh?" Ivan raised his eyebrows, "What is my identity?"

Luke clenched his fists with both hands and said word for word: "You are our informant, and we have protected your safety."

"No!" Ivan raised his finger and shook it, "Mr. Luke, I think you misunderstood. We are just a cooperative relationship. You pay me a commission and I sell you information. That's it." After saying that, he turned around and went back.

Go, after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. I will leave after a while, so our cooperation ends here."

"What?" Cole was not calm at this time. Ivan's existence was very important to them. If Ivan left, their losses would be immeasurable. "Wait!" Ivan ignored him and stepped towards

Go forward.

"Damn bastard, bastard..." Luke kicked the sand in front of him, raising dust all over the sky.

Cole looked at Luke and said dissatisfiedly: "Man, things were messed up because of your impulsiveness."

Luke roared angrily: "Damn it, how could it be because of me? It's obviously that son of a bitch who is insincere."

"okok!" Cole looked at Luke like an angry bear, raised his hand and waved, "Let's go back and report to the superiors."

Luke cursed again, "Those condescending bastards, they sit in the office with their arms around women and drink red wine, but they leave such a matter to us, damn it."

Cole was already in the car, "Okay Luke, stop complaining like a bitch, let's go back quickly."

United States, at ten o'clock in the morning, Heizi stood in front of the conference table, leaning on the table with both hands, glanced at the people below expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Okay, everyone, let's talk about it, should we agree to him?"
Chapter completed!