Chapter 1220 Emotional past Action begins
For Statham, the most unnecessary thing in this world is emotion.
As a person who puts the precision and rigor of machinery into every corner of life, what he pursues is to incorporate everything into calculations. Only when everything is carried out according to calculations can everything not have any problems. Only when everything is run according to calculations can success be guaranteed.
This is his life creed, and under the premise of maintaining such a life creed, what he cannot believe most is the special thing like emotion.
As a person who grew up in an orphanage, Statham cannot say that he has not experienced feelings. In fact, he also has people he loved, and the woman he loved the most in his life was a nun who grew up in the orphanage, who was only less than ten years older than him.
When he was young, the nun named Teresa was simply the only sunshine in his life, the only source of fire in the snow and ice. She was gentle, beautiful, compassionate and holy. She was like an angel coming to the world, making his heart always filled with her shadow.
From being selected to join Hydra's underground training base at the age of twelve, ten years have passed until he officially became a professional killer of Hydra. He has never forgotten this thing that is most worthy of his memory, and can be considered love.
And when he began to emerge in Hydra and became a special talent who had already entered the field of vision, he even tried to marry Mother Teresa as his wife and use her to fill the blank in his life.
This kind of thing does not violate the internal rules of Hydra. In fact, Hydra generally allows its own elites and senior management to establish their own families in a normal human society. On the one hand, Hydra needs these senior management personnel to have a cover to cover up their identity. On the other hand, if there is a family, Hydra's real leader can also have more chips in his hands and control these people more closely.
Under such a premise, Statham's idea was absolutely feasible. He was indeed moving towards this feasible method. However, after ten years, he once again saw the angel in his mind that he could not forget for a long time, his heart that was burned by love cooled down instantly.
After ten years, Theresa was no longer a nun. She became a prostitute, a man who could do as much as a filthy prostitute as a dog who wags his tail for a needle.
When Statham, who was in a suit, found Teresa hopefully, and wanted to find even a slight flash that could make him fascinated. All he saw was Teresa, naked, entangled in a boar-like man, just for the little bit of insignificant drugs.
At that time, love, light, and warmth all turned into shit-like things. Statham's restless heart, driven by love, immediately stopped beating, and the burned red thing solidified into the coldest piece of steel.
Statham never had any feelings again. He killed the woman he once thought he loved the most, and then became the man named mechanic. It was also from that time that feelings had been written on his blacklist and became the most unwilling existence in his plan.
He firmly believed that even people like him could make such mistakes because of such stupid things, let alone these two guys whom he simply looked down upon. They could do whatever they wanted without being under his own hands, but they had nothing to do with him. And since they were working under his own hands and in tasks, they could not exclude emotional factors. Then they must have problems.
Even if it doesn't happen this time, there will definitely happen in the future. So, instead of giving them that opportunity to make it possible to destroy their plans, it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to clean them all at once.
Statham, who had always had this kind of plan in his mind, has begun to weave specific steps in his own psychology. And his substitute, who knew nothing about it, was still completing his explanation with all his heart and strength.
After staggering Jagda, who had an affair with him, he placed his eyes on the other people. Then he tried his best to show his appearance as a superior and ordered them.
"I have contacted media reporters in the Los Angeles area by anonymous phone, and they will come to this hospital soon. What you have to do is to arrange the things I have arranged for you at the entrance of the hospital under the banner of the media reporter. Remember it for me. This task is only allowed to succeed, not fail. If you can't even do such a simple thing well, then even if you can go back alive. I promise that the cages in the Biochemical Testing Department will be your final destination. Do you understand what I mean?"
A simple threat, but it had extraordinary strength. When he said this, even Jagoda, a woman with a different self-identity, couldn't help but stand up straight and responded hard.
There is no way, Hydra's biochemical department specializing in experimenting with human bodies is definitely a hell that no one dares to imagine. For this group of people, they would rather fight head-on with the government until they die than stay in that cage for a second. So, Statham was not worried at all, they would not do their best.
All the explanations have been explained. As a substitute, he naturally cannot say anything. So, in the end, he could only say to the real Statham as usual.
"Jason, it's still the same as before. Go and prepare for the retreat route. Move quickly, don't wait until dawn. And you, before the early morning, is our last gathering time. If anyone of you falls out of the team, then I'm sorry, I won't take you back to the base!"
This is all a cliché. As a companion who has been closely cooperating with me many times, the group did not resist this requirement, but nodded to show their understanding. Among these people, Statham got into a car without saying a word of hello, and stepped on the accelerator and left here.
Such a cold attitude made many people feel uncomfortable, and even Jagoda, who had no direct conflict of interest, couldn't help but complain to Statham's stand-in at this time.
"What awesomeness? He's just a little guy. He really thinks he's a person!"
She regarded the substitute as a genuine brand and thought that her identity was qualified to say this. But she didn't know that when the substitute heard this, she couldn't help but sweat in her heart. That is, Statham is not here now, otherwise he might have shown some ugly appearance. The reason why she said this is because, as the only person in the entire team who knows Statham's identity, he really knows Statham very well. And it is precisely because of this understanding that he knows Statham's horror.
He didn't want to die one day without understanding. So immediately, he waved his hand and interrupted Jagda's complaint.
"Don't say that these useless things are the first priority. Compared to you, Jason's ability is absolutely trustworthy. If you want to complain about this, do the tasks you have in your hands first."
He said this, and gave Yagoda a warning look. Seeing this look, Yagoda, who had already become arrogant in his heart, couldn't help but restrain himself.
As a woman, she is not stupid. So just by mentioning it a little, she will know the meaning of stopping. Although she doesn't understand what it is for, this woman did shut up honestly.
Seeing this person who had such a relationship with him shut up, the substitute finally breathed a long sigh in his heart. Controlling this was enough for him. As for the others, it was not something he was willing to manage. As the only person in the entire team, he knew very well that the only one who was really valuable to Statham in this team was himself. Others said they were subordinates, but they were actually just chess pieces. So since they were willing to die, he would not stop him. It would be enough to protect himself and his own woman.
He thought so in his heart, but there was no sign of his expression on his face. It was completely business-related, so he waved his hand and said to everyone present.
"Okay, there's not much time left. It's time for you to take action. Don't forget the time we booked. Before dawn, the plan must be successful. Otherwise, you and me, and no one of them will live! Let's go!"
With a wave of his hand, everyone started to act for his own life.
Those who wanted to pretend to be reporters honestly brought their ID cards, picked up equipment, and boarded a news interview car. They are not the kind of third-rate team, and everything here is real. Including their ID cards, they are only available to real staff members in the TV station. Even if they are investigated in person, no problems will be found.
This group of people needs to set out first. They want to mix in the media team and use those guys to cover up their actions. So they have to wait for a while halfway. Jagoda is different, she needs to go straight to the hospital.
He picked up the virus and put it in a water cup. Jagoda got into a broken car and drove slowly towards the hospital. She had entered a real state, and even her driving habit became the same as a middle-aged woman. It can be said that as long as she controls her eyes and does not show any obvious problems, it is almost impossible for anyone to recognize her identity.
But for some reason, as her pillow, the substitute began to worry about her for no reason. This was something I had never seen before, but for some reason, he began to have the illusion that Jagoda might not be able to come back.
This illusion surprised him, and when he couldn't help looking at Yagda who had already walked away again, a sudden accident made his eyes almost glaring! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to () to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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Chapter completed!