?Why care for the agent team? The consequence is that all the guys who have had a history of theft in Florida were affected. Unfortunately, there was no one in it that the agent team was looking for, and they couldn't even find any clues.

"You were knocked out when you didn't see a figure twice?" Jim said disbelief: "This is absolutely impossible. We have seen the surveillance camera and the door was not open at all. The other party could only climb in through the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony. You were sitting in the hall without even realizing any movement?"

"I know it's hard to believe, but it's true. I just vaguely feel that someone is behind me, but before I can turn my head quickly, I'm knocked out." Hannah explained nervously.

Jim was silent.

Hannah quickly looked at the other partners.

Claire and Sarah avoided Hannah's gaze. Ethan Hunter glanced at Hannah thoughtfully. According to Hannah's statement, the other party had time to kill her, but the other party did not do this. Of course, the person who dared to do the right thing with Cia would not be a kind person. Why did he let Hannah go? Is this confidence or arrogant?

Ethan Hunter walked to the balcony and looked at the dark void, and suddenly felt a stern.

"Jim, we may have been followed!" Ethan Hunter quickly walked back to the ward and whispered to Jim.

"What?" Jim didn't understand how Ethan Hunter came to this conclusion.

"Hannah is the bait!" Ethan Hunter's words changed Jim's face. After more than ten seconds, the old agent agreed with Ethan Hunter's idea.

"What is the other party's purpose?" Jim winked at Ethan Hunter and the two walked aside.

Jim's voice trembled a little. They were agents, their eyes in the dark night, and suddenly changed positions and turned from hunters to prey, which made Jim, the old agent, very uncomfortable.

Ethan Hunter shook his head: "I don't know, but it's certain that we must have what the other party needs."

Jim nodded slightly, his eyes flashing a little. He thought more than Ethan Hunter, but he just didn't say it out.

In an empty room opposite the hospital, there was indeed a guy in black wearing a night vision goggles to monitor the ward opposite. Why?

Why bother to taste the sweetness of the agent team and come to fight Qiufeng again? Anyway, FBI is also searching for itself now, and there is no need to worry about lice if there is more CIA.

"What are your good ideas?" Jim asked in a low voice, and quickly recalling who his group had offended, especially South Americans.

Ethan Hunter glanced at Hannah: "Turn him out, but after Hannah's description, the other party's skills were extraordinary. He sneaked into the room without realizing it, and knocked Hannah out twice."

Jim nodded in agreement.

Ethan Hunter and Jim were planning the game with Hapi, why did they retreat quietly? There was a meeting between mountains and rivers, there was no need for the other party to be wary of it, and they were still forced to do it. Why not be afraid of the agent team, just don’t want to get half the result with twice the effort.

Ethan Hunter and Jim didn't know why they had already sneaked into the ward and turned a wiretap into the socket on the side of the windowsill. Originally, the two of them had very little voice and the wiretap could not be heard, but these two guys were going to the socket where the wiretap was installed and spoke. Now Simida.

In the next day, six agents from the agent team were all acting hard. Unfortunately, they thought that the audience they were surveillance in the dark had already fled thousands of miles away. Why bother to make everyone in the agent team feel passionate?

"Ethan, the situation is wrong. Why do I feel like there is no movement at all?" Not only Jim, everyone's patience has been worn out. It has been a whole day, and at least there is a little feedback!

"Uh--!" Ethan Hunter couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Claire looked down at his chest, and most of his breasts were exposed. It wasn't that his charm was no longer there, which caused the beauty plan to fail? Claire thought about it and pulled down the red dress, but it wasn't right. Jack carried a database with him and saw the other party robbing him.

"The other party has a clear understanding of our plan, right?" Hannah said in a low voice.

Ethan Hunter: "..."

Jim: "..."

"Damn it!" Jim and Ethan Hunter looked at each other. The two of them thought of a question at the same time and cursed in unison.

One hour later.

Jim and Ethan Hunter came to the ward where Hannah had lived before, and finally found a wiretap device in the socket. Jim and Ethan Hunter's face suddenly looked extremely ugly.

"Check it out and see if there are fingerprints on it." Although this probability is almost zero, Jim still said hopelessly.

"Ok!" Ethan Hunter replied dejectedly.

The final inspection result is of course there is no need for fingerprints on the eavesdropper.

"Jim, we don't have much time left. Let's deal with the Satan organization first! Their actions are becoming more and more blatant, and they have attacked the Bislin's villa many times." Ethan Hunter whispered.

Jim's biggest worry is why he has the information in his hand. He closed his eyes and thought about it and decided to speed up his plan.

On the other hand, Frank has repelled the attacks of the Satan organization many times.

Since the plot could not be done, the Satan organization began to openly rob people. Anyway, the final result was the same, causing Bislin to be infected with the virus and eventually spread to senior officials of the entire drug control conference.

"Bastard, why haven't you arrived yet? How much tax do I pay to you every year? You are so efficient. This is what you call the strongest policeman in the world." Bislin squatted under the table and roared loudly.

At the same time, Mrs. Bislin and her son were hiding under the table. Frank blocked the door and fought with each other. The bodyguards hired by Bislin were killed by the Satan organization in one meeting. If it weren't for Frank, their whole family would have been arrested.

"Ah! Frank, are you okay?" Mrs. Bislin screamed, and she saw Frank being shot.

"Jeff, why don't we surrender! They will at most blackmail us some money and we will give them!" Mrs. Bislin said in panic.

"You can't surrender. These are not ordinary bandits. What they want is your life!" Frank fired two shots outside and shouted loudly.

Bislin's face changed. He still had this knowledge. He knew that Frank was right. If it was for money, there were a lot of wealthy businessmen in Miami, so there was no risk of breaking into the family of the Minister of Drug Control.

"Yes, you can't surrender, Frank, you must hold on. The police force is about to arrive. After passing this hurdle, I will add you ten times, no, a hundred times the manual." Bislin shouted in panic.

Mrs. Bislin secretly despised Bislin, she knew that Frank was definitely not for money when he worked so hard.

Frank didn't speak, but just frantically transported bullets outside. Of course, he also understood that the longer he dragged, the more beneficial it would be to him. The people in the Satan organization also understood this, so their firepower became more and more intense.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

"boom--!"

A rocket launcher opened the door and Frank was blown up.

"I can't hold on anymore, run!" Frank quickly turned over and rushed towards Mrs. Bicelyn.

"Frank, you can't take us away." Mrs. Bislin shouted in horror.

"No, no, I will definitely not let them hurt you." Frank naturally hugged Mrs. Bislin's neck.

"..." Bislin felt his head discolored a little.

"Listen to me, go quickly!" Mrs. Bislin didn't care about her husband's presence and kissed Frank.

Frank thought for a moment, hugged Mrs. Bislin's head and kissed her hard, then picked up Mrs. Bislin's son and jumped out of the window.
Chapter completed!