"Luther hold on!!"

Suddenly, someone shouted in the cabin of the plane not far away.

Gu Ren and others looked sideways and saw two people running out of the cabin with an iron plate carrying a black man covered in blood.

"Who are they?" Billy asked in confusion.

"I don't know, the captain just asked us not to shoot." Caesar shook his head.

Christmas said, "Like we should be mercenaries."

"Ethan stopped!"

Shaote, who ran out of the cabin, shouted Ethan and said, "Luther can't move now. He is too seriously injured. He must take out the bullets as soon as possible to repair the internal organs. The road down the mountain is so steep that it will accelerate the bullets to sink into the internal organs."

"What do you think you should do?" Ethan frowned. It was not that he didn't understand this truth, but just checked Luther's injuries. The bullet was stuck in the internal organs and could not see clearly where it was. In addition, there was no special medical machinery, so he could only take him down the mountain to wait for Cia's subsequent support.

While the two were still arguing, Gu Ren noticed another familiar Asian woman running out of the cabin. He looked closely and saw that this was the Asian beauty Li Meizhen, I met in the bar last time? Why was she here too?

...

On the other side, Barney, who was in contact with the church, listened to the other party's roar: "Why did you contact me for so long? This task is simply easy for you. Have you got the box?"

Barney said, "The box is not here with me."

"What?"

The church said in a gloomy tone: "I warned you what will happen if you mess it up this time!"

"You haven't told me that there are so many people fighting for this thing!"

"What do you mean?"

"In addition to us, there are two other groups of people fighting for this box. It is because of your damn intelligence that almost hurt us all!"

"Do you know who it is?" the church frowned.

"I don't know, there is a group of people who are still here now. I don't think they behave like mercenaries." Barney looked at Ethan, "and another group of people took the box, and the leader called themselves villain, with a tattoo of a ram horn on his neck."

"Villain? Ram Horn Tattoo?"

The church thought about it carefully, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Is it it?"

Barney asked, "Do you know who it is?"

"Know a little bit." The other end of the phone said with a gloomy face in the church in New York: "This guy named Villain should be from the Devil Party."

"Devil Party?"

"A few years ago, Cia had received secret information that a group of terrorist organizations were preparing to conduct terrorist attacks in the Middle East to blackmail the local Saudi Arabia and other countries. However, under the secret operation of Interpol and Cia, one of the masterminds arrested, and there was also a ram horn tattoo on his neck. During our interrogation, the mastermind claimed to be from the Devil Party and the ram horn tattoo was their symbol."

When Barney heard the words of the church, he frowned. Legend has it that the ram is a slave to the devil. This group of people tattooed ram tattoos, and its meaning is naturally self-evident.

"You have solved this devil party organization?"

"No, the people in Cia have been looking for many years, but they have not found any information about the Devil Party. At first, everyone suspected that the mastermind was lying and there was no such organization as the Devil Party. Later, several international criminals had ram horn tattoos on their bodies. After interrogation, they all said they were from the Devil Party."

Speaking of this, the church felt that he was talking a little too much, so he immediately changed the subject and said, "Okay, Barney, this matter has ended for the time being. You and your people will withdraw, and I will arrange for someone else to deal with it later."

"John!"

"Barney, your people are withdrawn quickly, I will send someone to deal with it."

When the church heard someone calling him, he quickly hung up the phone, then turned around and looked at the deputy director of Cia, Alan Huenli, who was walking over, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come and see my old friends?"

Alan Huenley smiled and looked at the small office. "The environment here is pretty good. No wonder you chose not to go to Cia headquarters, but instead stayed at the New York Police Department as a policeman."

"This is not like your style. Just say something if you have anything to do!" the church frowned and said.

Huenli shrugged, not caring about the bad tone of the church, and said with a smile: "I know you sent a team of people to Russia."

"Are you monitoring me?" The church's face suddenly became gloomy.

Hu Enli said: "This is not surveillance! You are also a CIA person! All your movements, the director, have the right to know!"

"Tell me your purpose."

"I also sent a team of people to Russia and had a confrontation with your people. So the two sides did not fight, but the box was snatched away by another group of people. You should know the importance of this box. It is about the security of the world. I suggest you put aside your prejudice against me and let your people and mine join forces to retrieve the box."

The two groups of people Barney just mentioned, one of which was Cia's people? The church frowned, looked at Huenli with sincere expression, thought for a few seconds and said, "I must remind you that this matter is not that simple. My people told me that the guy who took the box had a tattoo of ram horns on his neck."

"The tattoo of the ram horn? It was the devil party who took the box!"

Hu Enli was stunned at first, and then shockedly thought of the information about the Devil Party in the top secret archives of Cia. This organization is extremely strict. Cia and the Interpol have been tracing it for several years. Except for knowing that the organization is called the Devil Party and that some of the small leaders under him will have tattoos of ram horns on their necks, they have almost no knowledge of this organization.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be a member of the Devil Party." The church was not sure if the guy named the villain was a member of the Devil Party, but the tattoo of the Ram Horn is indeed a symbol of the Devil Party.

"Then we should join forces to investigate the people who took the box!"

Huenli shouted, "You know the information of the Devil Party. We have been pursuing this organization for many years. Apart from knowing a little clue, we still don't know other information about this mysterious organization. Now someone who is suspected of the Devil Party has taken the box. Don't you know the importance of this matter? But you know what is in the box! If this falls into the hands of the Devil Party, who knows what will happen?!"

Of course, the church knew what the box was in. It was because of the importance of the box that he chose to withdraw the suicide squad and was preparing to send the CIA Operations Department to Russia to solve the problem. But Hunley said it right. The later the box is taken back, the greater the harm.

After all, the box contains a map that records the raw materials of nuclear bombs.

The church pondered for a few seconds, looked up at Huenli and said, "I will inform my people, please go out now."

"I hope you put the task first." Huenley glanced deeply at the church, turned around and pushed open the door and walked out.

Looking at the other party's departure, the church took out the satellite phone, looked at the number on it, and after thinking about it, he still called. Hu Enli said it was right. The conflict between the two was private. The most urgent task now is to regain the box as soon as possible.

"Barney, the mission has changed. The group of people around you are from another department of Cia. I need you to act together. I will send you a message later."

After saying that, before Barney could reply, the church hung up the phone, turned on the computer and prepared to contact the CIA Intelligence Department to provide some useful clues.

"Dongdong!"

Suddenly, the office door was knocked.

Chen Ying walked in and saw Sheriff John sitting there, quickly put the documents in his hand on the table, reporting: "Soldier, we found some clues in the explosion in White's apartment."

"I understand, you go out first." Sheriff John didn't look at the documents, and lowered his head and was still communicating with people from the CIA Intelligence Department online.

"Yes." Chen Ying nodded, turned around and walked out of the sheriff's office.

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