Zhou Qingfeng stayed in the HK Exhibition Center for less than half an hour before leaving, and sat at the conference table for less than five minutes. Michelle, who came from Washington to preside over the action, was disrupted by the entire plan.

After slapping the idiot who messed up the talks, Mixueer hurried out of the conference room again. On the walkie-talkie she carried with her, the reports from her subordinates came continuously.

"The target is taking the elevator to the parking lot."

"Group A is guarding the parking lot exit and has not found the vehicle the target is on yet."

"Group B has not been in place yet, and it will take about two minutes."

"Where is Group C? Have you found the monitoring post of Group C?"

"Group A went to support Group C, but their people did not reply."

"Group B, where are you? Answer me, your current location."

Mixue hurriedly ran to the elevator, hoping to catch up with Zhou Qingfeng and others as they left. But when the elevator rose from the underground parking lot to the third floor, a strong smell of blood came out from the open elevator door.

The battle between "Holy Light" and CIA has always been very tragic.

In Eastern Europe, Marcos' men were killed, imprisoned, and rebelled and discarded, losing hundreds of people in two years. If Zhou Qingfeng hadn't trained a group of special backbone for Marcos, Borispol Airport would have been unable to be saved.

In Southeast Asia, "Sheng Light" began to recruit "development and construction" personnel in 1993 and expanded from Myanmar to the east and south. In the fight with Western and local forces, the group has sacrificed more than 30 people.

At this moment, Mixueer saw three headless corpses lying in the elevator. Judging from her outfit, they were the members of Group C who followed her this time and should have been staring at the underground parking lot.

These three are veterans with more than ten years of experience in overseas operations. They carry equipment such as body armor and submachine guns, and most people are not their opponents at all.

But now the three veterans' heads exploded, and the broken bones and rotten flesh dyed the entire elevator blood-red. The splashed brain particles stuck to the inner wall of the elevator and fell downwards.

When the elevator door opened, Mixue'er was frightened and took a few steps back. The last few US members who participated in the negotiations also rushed over, especially the idiot who had stacked paper planes ran in front. When she saw the headless corpse, she fell to the spot and screamed.

The elevator door opens and then automatically closes.

Mixue'er was heartbroken outside the door but could only stamp her feet. She quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie and said, "I am Mixue'er. I failed to move, evacuate. Repeat it, don't get closer to the target, evacuate immediately."

The call button is released and a rustling sound comes from the walkie-talkie.

After waiting for a few seconds without replying, Mixue'er called again. However, the calls that had just started to come and go disappeared without a trace, and there was nothing in the contact channel.

The three dead people were not shot and their heads were blown up. Their heads were completely blown up, as if they were broken with their fists in anger.

The origami idiot fell to the ground, kicked his legs back, and screamed in horror. He retreated back and shouted, "What's going on? Call the police, call the police quickly."

Mixue'er really wants to shoot the idiot who messed up the talks with one shot.

There were two attempts in this meeting. One was to lure Zhou Qingfeng out and kill him directly. If he couldn't do it, he would use an agreement to restrict the "Holy Light" and let him stop expanding.

By using multiple pressures to force the opponent to make mistakes, CIA is very skilled in playing this technique. Lie, cheat, steal, and have special lessons to teach. As long as you can get rid of the enemy, it is the glory of America.

The monotheistic purging of pagans is the routine. They have no psychological burden, but instead do similar things with a strong sense of mission and responsibility.

In order to trick Zhou Qingfeng out, Mixue'er has taken a lot of effort, infiltration, discord, and false news. There are not a hundred or eighty spies sent to the headquarters of the "Holy Light" in the past two years.

Most of them are "meat buns to beat dogs but never return". A small number of them were instigated to be double-sided spies and cheated the CIA many times, causing them to be trapped in the intelligence network arranged in the imperial capital.

The CIA didn't understand that the "Holy Light"'s counter-espionage ability is surprisingly strong. They even suspected that an insider was unscrupulously transmitting messages, otherwise it would be impossible to explain.

In the end, the two sides fought too fiercely and suffered too many losses. The CIA had to express some "sincerity" and was willing to talk to "Holy Light". But this negotiation was still screwed up.

The senior official of the US Department of Commerce, who was originally scheduled to come forward, suddenly changed his mind before boarding the plane and sent a miscellaneous fish as a representative. Michelle knew something was wrong when she heard the news, but the result was that things were more than she expected.

"It's over, don't even think about cheating that guy out again." Mixue'er was powerless. After the failure of this operation, the opponent will definitely take revenge. "I don't know how many people will die to make the arrogant maniacs in Washington clear up."

The guards of the exhibition center arrived soon, and the British Royal Police also came to wash the floor. A total of nine bodies were found around the exhibition center, all of which were brought by Michelle.

The opponent did not show any mercy because of the deceased's Western Cong, but instead killed them with extremely cruel means. These are all agent elites who have been trained for many years, and each loss can make the CIA feel a little distressed.

"Can you find out how Zhou Qingfeng escaped?" Mixueer asked to see the surveillance camera at the exhibition center. The Royal Police did not stop it, but the center's guards could not help.

The surveillance was destroyed.

Zhou Qingfeng came mysteriously and left without a trace.

According to Mi Xueer's analysis, hk is completely Zhou Qingfeng's territory. Everyone here is suspicious and may be a hidden stake of the 'holy light'. "This meeting should not be chosen as hk."

The CIA's actions were shameless, and the tragic deaths of nine Westerners could only end. Michelle was as big as a fight and had to accept reprimands from Washington and Langley's headquarters. She was suspended again and asked to return to the United States immediately.

"How many times did this fail?" Michelle stood behind the glass curtain wall in the exhibition center, overlooking Victoria Bay. The beautiful white sail shadows in the bay also lost their color in her eyes.

No matter how strong the background or family background is, if a public official fails too much, he will be considered incompetent and lose all the resources he has in the past. The family will hide her and give her some money to let her do some easy work.

Mixue'er doesn't want to go back. She is still young, wants to achieve something, and has ambitions. But she has no chance and no way out.

The phone call sounded. Xiao Yangniu lowered her head and glanced at the number. She was surprised to find that it was called by her dead subordinates. She frowned and confused, but she still answered and shouted "Hey".

A low man's voice came from the mobile phone, "Would I call you Miss Michelle or Miss Megan?"

Michelle's brows frowned even more. The pseudonym "Megan" has not been used for two years. To be precise, she has only used it once. There are only a handful of people who can call this pseudonym now.

The little Yangniu bit her lip, took a deep breath, and replied: "You can call me Megan."

"Oh, it seems we are still old friends." The man on the phone sneered: "Would you like to come to Shenzhen? We can have a face-to-face chat to avoid being disturbed by those idiots."
Chapter completed!