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Chapter 215 We are the ¡®thorns¡¯ (10)

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    After the incident, CI.A's commander-in-chief in the Asia-Pacific region, code-named "White Shark" Phillips, arrived here in person.  After landing, he did not rush to Central Street immediately.  Instead, he led everyone directly to Jiangnan District.  While on the road, he listened to his assistant¡¯s report about the tragic explosion in ¡®Chengchuan¡¯.  With a cigar in his mouth, he said coldly: "Stupid! What did I tell Robertson before I left? Don't make your own 'design' to stab them. Keeping an eye on Cha Fanze and Li Zaiyuan is his biggest task."  "How dare you take the initiative to lure the snake out of its hole? He didn't let it go. He just did it to himself Before I left, I even took a brain CT scan. Why? Did he really think I cared about his life and death?  "I want him to see how big his brain is at a close distance! He's so full of shit. He's trying to catch the 'Face'?"  Pulling on his tie!  The foul-mouthed Phillips sat there angrily.  The atmosphere in the carriage seemed extremely solemn.  "It doesn't matter whether he dies or not, but don't drag our garrison in Bangzi Country with you. Now, let's take the initiative. More than half of Seoul's security guards have been transferred. The remaining half are still spreading all over the world like evil pens.  "I dare to say that the current 'Spirit' team must be laughing and scolding us for our stupidity." After hearing this, the assistant carefully turned to the second page.  He glanced at his master with some fear in his eyes.  Seeing his "melancholy" eyes, Phillips could think of the miserable situation in Jiangnan District with his toes.  The people in the Stinging Team will definitely not let go of such a ¡®easy-to-get¡¯ opportunity!  "Li Zaiyuan and Cha Bumze are dead?" "Well! More importantly, the mosaic launch base was also bombed!" "What did you say?" As if someone had had their anus exploded, Phillips heard  With these words, the whole person was in a state of 'confusion'.  "It's okay for you to commit murder! Are you even going to pluck out the base of your fucking tail?" "I'll fuck my grandma's legs" When he was furious, Phillips actually cursed with a strong Northeastern accent.  Such a sentence.  At the beginning, in order to thoroughly investigate the whereabouts of Facebook, he lurked in the three eastern provinces for five or six years.  There is a saying in China that if you hang out with people from the three northeastern provinces, within an hour you will start to speak with a strong Northeastern accent.  He has lived there for so many years, and his Northeastern dialect is purer than his mother tongue.  "It's over, it's over, it's all over! No, all the damn ones are dead, and all the ones that deserve to be blown up have been blown up. Why don't you call me at this point and ask me to take the opportunity to come and knit?" "You want me to collect the bodies for them, or run away?  Are you going to put out the fire at Zhongyang Street? Or, are you just looking for a lightning protection person and giving an explanation to the superiors?" Faced with Phillips's almost 'ruthless' question, the assistant on the side was embarrassed.  "That's what I mean, to round up the escaped 'Spikes' with all our strength. Try to catch them at our second line of defense" Before the assistant could finish speaking, Phillips glared at the guy, and the leather glove hit him on the head.  He said: "How much do you hate me! How much do you want me to die early and be reborn?" "How did my teacher 'Silver Fox' die? Sitting in CI.A's office, he was suddenly plotted to death.  When he closed his eyes, he didn't even see what his face looked like. " Speaking of this, Phillips became more and more excited. If it weren't for the carriage restricting his behavior, he would have jumped up and started talking.  "The K.G.B., those grandsons followed them from the Bucheng city all the way to Moscow. Too much food to eat and too many people to die. Then what? What if they hadn't compromised in time?  "Have half the city been destroyed?" "Do you need me to take you for a brain CT scan?" "No, no!"  assistant, waving his hands repeatedly.  Phillips, who was sitting there, grabbed the information in his hand.  Although he said he admired the "Strange Thorns" and his party extremely, as a professional agent, he wanted to catch and kill these people with his own hands more than anyone else.  In this industry, you can like the "Trickster" people, but you have to respect them.  But at the same time, every commander with a "career" takes it as his highest honor to be able to catch them.  As the chief commander of CI.A in the Asia-Pacific region and an ace figure personally trained by Silver Fox, PhilipSi admires Facebook and others extremely.  How extreme this 'respect' is, how strong is the desire to kill them.  It has nothing to do with stance, I just want to bring down my ¡®idol¡¯.  The man who hailed himself as 'god-like' was dragged into the mortal world and thrown into hell.  The cigar that was suffocating in front of others was smoked heavily by Phillips.  The car stopped in the community where the incident occurred, and he read through the heavy information in his hand.  It¡¯s not just a quick glance, but every detail is engraved in my mind.  "Perfect! The trick of 'lubing the snake out of the hole' and the three-way linkage of attacking the east and attacking the west! Robertson is also suitable for 'seeking a city', he is a true 'seeker for a country'. This is my idol." After muttering these words, Phillips,  Pushed open the car door.  The assistant who didn¡¯t dare to say or ask quickly followed behind.  Wearing leather gloves, Phillips entered the crime scene under the guidance of local big shots.  When he saw the corpses lying there in various shapes, he stepped forward with a smile.  Checked several people's wounds.  Then he raised his head and looked outside the community "Two people, seventeen seconds! Judging from the professional arrangement of Gui Xi and the 'neat and uniform' blade. The one who used the knife was 'Face Pu', hidden in the southwest corner, and the one who shot the black gun was  It's hard to tell. Sniper AK? "It should be the latter! What they want is the 'system source code' and the 'infrastructure map'."  Just two of them. How did they come here to kill people? If they attacked by force, they would do it at the gate of the community. " "Interesting!" After muttering this, Phillips followed the others.  Enter Fan Ze's room.  When he saw Cha Beomze, who was restrained by instruments and being manipulated to death, he smiled and asked, "Oh, this is a very unique look. Didn't President Cha like to treat others like this? Before he died, he also  I had a good time." When he said this, he had already walked to Che Fanze.  Even though it was cold, the strong smell of urine and blood still hit my nose.  With one hand on the corner of his nose, Phillips checked several wounds and looked at the whip marks that had been blended with the corpse spots.  He smiled knowingly and said: "There is a ghost inside"
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