Du Weiguo's expression was joking, and his eyes were shining with profound meaning. To be honest, at this moment, Reina was also feeling a little nervous.
This is a strategic resource. How should I put it? It can even influence the national destiny of a country for decades to come. It is really a big deal.
Lei Na looked straight into Du Weiguo's eyes, without blinking for a moment, and was silent for a long time. Her tone was rare and serious:
"Wesley, I believe you. You are a man who values righteousness over money. You have a clear bottom line and promise a thousand pieces of gold. You will never kill me for money!"
Good guy, a complete moral kidnapping, a big hat was instantly pulled off, all kinds of good words were thrown down without hesitation, and the concept was changed without leaving any trace.
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and sneered:
"Ha! Reina, don't do this trick. Telling you won't work. You have to pay extra for this job! There is no need to negotiate."
Upon hearing this, Reina suddenly felt a huge stone fall in her heart, and a charming smile appeared on her face:
"Wesley, can you stop being so realistic? I serve you all day long, and there is no credit but hard work, right?"
Du Weiguo shook his head:
"Come here, favors are favors, and business is business. Reina, this is not spending your money. Why do you feel so pained? As soon as you land, you can apply to your boss immediately.
I'll get the documents back for you. Five million pounds, if it's a penny less, I'll go to London and try Earl Gray tea!"
Reina rolled her eyes and said angrily:
"Boss, are you too cruel? The price has nearly doubled? It's hard for me to do this."
Du Weiguo said nonchalantly: "Okay, stop acting, I'll give you 10% of the 5 million."
There was a smile in Reina's eyes, and she curled her lips and said coquettishly: "No, I want 20%!"
Du Weiguo and Lei Na never mentioned Bourne again, and everyone tacitly understood that this miserable old man was probably already cold.
The reason why Lei Na asked Du Weiguo to do this job was, to put it bluntly, because of the top-secret document in Bourne's hand.
The top-secret documents are very important and cannot be lost. They are far more important than Bourne himself. However, if elites are mobilized to carry out a high-profile search and rescue, it will definitely make everyone aware of it.
It will inevitably attract the attention and covetment of various forces. After World War II, the sun never sets on the empire, and the Americas are no longer the territory of England. It is very easy for others to get there first, or to seize the food from the tiger's mouth.
Reina was originally the director of MI6, so it was reasonable and reasonable for her to take charge of this matter. However, she was new to the Americas and was weak in power, so she would not attract attention easily.
The most important thing about Du Weiguo is that his appearance in America is very similar to that of the local Native Americans, so they are not out of place when mixed together.
However, his combat prowess is off the charts, and he can defeat an elite special reinforcement battalion by himself. With him around, Reina feels at ease and has no taboos.
When necessary, you can pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger!
Du Weiguo turned his head and looked far into the distance through the window of the plane. At this time, he could already see a touch of green at the end of the boundless sea.
The legendary lungs of the earth, the Amazon rainforest, is in sight.
The next day, in the afternoon, it rained lightly at a military airport belonging to France on the outskirts of Bolivar in Venezuela, America.
The Belfast C-1 transport plane, like a giant steel bird, stopped steadily on the runway, and its rear cabin slowly opened.
Du Weiguo walked out of the cabin calmly, carrying a large and heavy rainproof canvas paratrooper bag and a slender canvas bag in his hand.
As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, Du Weiguo felt a wave of oppressive humid heat hit him.
You know, it's January now, the middle of winter, but there's a raging heat wave here. Looking at the gray sky, the drizzle, and the unique smell of grass mixed with trees in the air, Du Weiguo couldn't help but curl his lips,
This is the tropical rainforest!
Reina also walked out of the cabin. She put up an awning with her hands, looked around, and complained in a somewhat irritable tone:
"It's really annoying. This hot and humid rainforest weather is sticky and makes people crazy. It was because I hated the weather here that I tried my best to go to Hong Kong Island."
Du Weiguo smiled, said nothing, took out his cigarette case, covered the rain with his hands, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled the smoke in a long breath.
At this time, Reina looked into the rain and said: "Wesley, the car to pick us up is here, let's go there."
Du Weiguo glanced casually. In the drizzle, a dark green Morris pickup truck covered with mud was driving towards this direction.
The pickup truck drove straight up to the plane and then stopped. A very handsome young man wearing a floral shirt jumped out of the cab.
This young man has black hair, black eyes, light brown skin, and deep facial features. At first glance, he is of Indo-European mixed race.
"Hello, Miss Reyna, my name is Pippen, and I am Bolivar's liaison officer responsible for handling you."
The young man spoke fluent English. When he spoke, he smiled and showed his white teeth, which matched his handsome face and was very lovable.
However, Reina glanced at the old and dirty Morris pickup truck, her face became a little gloomy, and her tone was unkind:
"Are you a subordinate of Stewart? He only sent you to pick me up?"
Pippen didn't take it seriously, his smile did not diminish, and his tone was brisk:
"Yes, Miss Reina, Director Stewart personally led the team to Rio de Janeiro to perform an emergency mission. The people and cars were taken away, so I can only pick you up."
Reina frowned, curled her lips, and said in an angry tone:
"Hmph! What a bullshit emergency mission. It's clear that Stuart is unwilling to be robbed of the mission by me and is trying to give me a blow. I'll contact the headquarters later and I must file a complaint against him~"
Pippin smiled broadly, but did not answer the question. He also understood the reason why mortals suffer when gods fight. He did not want to, and was unable to, participate in the grievances between leaders.
Du Weiguo narrowed his eyes slightly at this time, threw away the cigarette butt, and whispered in Reina's ear:
"Rena, at 3 o'clock, at the airport tower, about 350 meters away, someone is spying on us with a telescope."
While speaking, Du Weiguo also lightly tightened the canvas bag in his hand. The meaning was self-evident. Should he kill the snoop directly?
At a distance of 350 meters, the AKM rifle in Du Weiguo's hand could easily point to where to hit without any suspense.
Upon hearing this, Reyna gave Pippin a hard look, her brows furrowed deeper, and after a slight pause, she spoke in a dull tone:
"Wesley, this is not our territory. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Let's leave. When we reach the rainforest, if there is a tail behind us~"
"Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say."
Du Weiguo nodded noncommittally, nodded towards the mixed-race young man named Pippen, and then took long strides towards the pickup truck.
He first threw the heavy rucksack into the trunk, and then Du Weiguo also jumped into the trunk lightly.
The cab of this small pickup truck only has two seats. Pippen is a local and he is the only one who knows the road. And Reina is a leader after all, so naturally she cannot sit in the back of the truck in the wind and rain, which would cause her to lose face.
Reina's face was full of apologies, and she walked slowly to the trunk, her tone a little shy: "Sorry, Wesley, I didn't expect it either~"
Du Weiguo took out a canvas rain hat and put it on his head, and waved his hand nonchalantly:
"Okay, Reina, why are you being so polite? Let's go quickly! I'm not a wealthy person, I'm just a rough worker. It's nice to be outside. It's windy, cool, with a wide field of vision, and I can respond in time."
A hint of gratitude flashed in Reina's eyes, and she naturally knew that Du Weiguo was trying to comfort her. He was an extremely well-respected boss no matter in Hong Kong Island, Japan, the Triangle, Siam, or even China.
In Pattaya, Du Weiguo is a well-deserved uncrowned king, the kind who follows his words and can shake the earth with just one order.
It is somewhat unjustifiable that such a person still helps her with work, and now he is squatting in the trunk of the car in the rain, a little desolately.
The pickup truck started and slowly disappeared into the rain. At this time, the spy at the airport tower also put down his binoculars.
This is a white male with blond hair, tall and strong, with deep features. He dialed a mobile satellite maritime phone at hand.
"Sir, this is White. I have seen clearly that there were two people getting off the plane. In addition to Valerie Reyna, there was also an Asian man.
Yes, I can confirm that he is about 25 years old and about 18cm tall. Due to the weather, his appearance cannot be completely determined. I am 50% sure that he is ASIA No. 8! Yes, I understand, sir."
A moment later, White, the white man, and another companion drove a white, used Chevrolet Cameo Carrier pickup truck and chased her in the direction where Reina left.
At this time, the rain was getting heavier. In the back of the pickup truck, Du Weiguo was leaning on his backpack with a cigarette in his mouth, swaying with the bumps of the car.
The canvas rain hat on the head was dripping with rainwater, mixed with smoke, blocking the view.
"puff!"
Du Weiguo spit out the cigarette butt, squinted his eyes, and glanced coldly at the white Chevrolet more than 300 meters away.
At this time, Huang Mao, who was sitting in the passenger seat in the pickup truck, was watching him with a telescope and talking on the phone.
"Damn, these ghost guys are so unscrupulous! I have been cultivating myself in the past six months and haven't killed many people. It seems that these white-skinned pigs who only care about eating but not beating are really itchy!"
Du Weiguo murmured to himself, with a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
After this Morris pickup truck entered Bolivar City, it didn't stop at all. It passed directly through the city and was now on the highway in the northern suburbs of the city.
Du Weiguo gently knocked on the roof of the cab and typed a very brief signal in Morse code:
"Go up the path."
Soon, when passing by a fork in the road, the Morris pickup truck turned in. This was a small road that could barely accommodate two cars traveling side by side, with dense tropical jungle on both sides.
It's a good place to kill people and silence them! Reina immediately understood Du Weiguo's thoughts. At this time, the white Chevrolet slowly stopped at the fork in the road.
White frowned and was talking on the satellite phone:
"Sir, the target vehicle has spotted us. They turned onto a hidden road. Do you want to continue tracking?
Sir, it’s raining too hard now, so we can’t confirm the target’s identity. Yes, I understand, sir, I’ll contact you right away.”
After White hung up the satellite phone, his driving companion, a brown bearded white man, asked anxiously:
"White, what do you say, should we continue chasing?"
White took a long breath, dialed the number on the satellite phone, and replied:
"No, Ness, we don't need to pursue them anymore. I will notify Second Lieutenant Delis and kill them directly at the dock of the Orinoco River."
Upon hearing this, the bearded man was startled and said in a surprised tone:
"Green Berets? Kill mission? White, this is Venezuela, Reina is the director of MI6~"
White did not answer him. At this moment, he had already connected to the satellite phone, and his tone was serious:
"Hello, Lieutenant Delis, I am Wolverine, kill mission, password 31.45.68.po.97.we.14.
Mission location, the pier of the Orinoco River, mission time, 4 hours later, kill two men and one woman, the main target is an Asian man, physical characteristics~~~"
After hanging up the phone, White rolled down the window, lit a Marlboro, handed another one to the bearded man, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a faint tone:
"Nass, I think Chief Howard made a major mistake in his decision-making this time. When the opponent's mission was not clear, he directly used Green Berets to assassinate the director of MI6."
The bearded Ness frowned, his tone full of questions: "White, why didn't you stop him just now?"
White exhaled smoke and said in a teasing tone:
"How do I stop him? After Howard found out about AZN9, he immediately went crazy. That was the enemy who killed his son.
Besides, he is a popular figure with boss Richard, so even if he kills the wrong woman from Section 6, he will probably be safe."
The bearded Ness curled his lips: "If that man is really AZN9, can Second Lieutenant Delis kill him?"
White looked at the direction where Morris' pickup truck disappeared, pondered for a while, threw the cigarette butt out of the window, and spat:
"I don't know. This is not something we should worry about. Let's go, Ness. Let's go back to the city for a briefing and then have a drink. I hate the rainforest."
The white Chevrolet started, took the lead, and drove towards the city. At the same time, in the rain forest, there was a tall ebony tree.
Du Weiguo slowly put down the silenced AKM in his hand and smacked his mouth: "Madeh, I guess you guys are wise!"
Then, Du Weiguo fell vertically like a meteor. When he was about 4 meters away from the ground, the Nine Nether Locks stretched to the limit and rebounded suddenly.
With the help of the force of rebound, Du Weiguo's figure swung violently and landed steadily in the trunk of the Morris pickup truck parked on the roadside.
At this time, Lei Na was also sitting in the trunk. Seeing Du Weiguo's extremely graceful movements, she was not only dazzled but also slightly dazed.
Du Weiguo put the AKM back into his canvas pocket and said calmly:
"Let's go!"
"Wesley, what happened? They ran away?"
Reina reacted and asked curiously. Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and said in a calm tone:
"Well, I ran away, Reyna. They must have recognized my identity. Isn't the CIA's force very powerful in America?"
Upon hearing this, Reina's face immediately became solemn:
"Wesley, what do you mean? No, after all, I represent MI6~"
Du Weiguo glanced at Reina, not wanting to quarrel with her, but just sneered in a joking tone:
"Ha! What? What kind of good men and women do you think they are? Killing you and me in this vast rain forest will not only prevent your mission, but also eliminate dangerous elements like me.
Isn't it perfect to pass the blame on the local armed forces, or throw it into the river and feed it to the crocodiles, destroying the corpse and eradicating all traces, killing two birds with one stone?"
Reina's face was gloomy, and after thinking for a while: "Wesley, what do you think we should do?"
Du Weiguo rubbed his chin, slowly exhaled smoke, and raised the corners of his mouth:
"What should I say? Haha, Reina, there is nothing to say. Anyone who stands in my way will die. Mad, this job must be paid more!"