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Chapter 612 Taking advantage of the fire to rob

Hanks' confident and proud face did not arouse Yang Chen's anger. Being angered by other people's pride is often caused by inferiority complex. Let alone Hanks, looking at the whole world, no one can make Yang Chen feel inferior.

Yang Chen asked with a joking smile: "You mean you've got me?"

"What do you think?" Hanks smiled sinisterly and despised Yang Chen. After spending a few hours together, he realized that Yang Chen was extraordinary, especially his abnormal skills that he would never forget, but that was all. He did not believe that Yang Chen dared to challenge the US government.

"You take yourself, or the US government behind you, too seriously." Yang Chen looked at the arrogant Hanks as if he was looking at him.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'll give you a minute to consider whether to put down your weapons or be eliminated. It's your choice." Hanks smiled ferociously, helping his injured companion to retreat behind the Delta Force.

More than 80 people raised their guns and aimed at Yang Chen and others. In the Black Hawk helicopter hovering in the sky, the machine gunner standing behind the driver's seat leaned his upper body out of the porthole and controlled the six-barreled Gatling machine gun fixed on the side of the fuselage.

Xiang Yang Chen and others.

The two sides confront each other and are at war with each other.

Hanks pretended to look at the military watch calmly, and reported the remaining time to Yang Chen every ten seconds, with a smile on his face.

Long San stared at Hanks coldly, thinking about how to fulfill his previous promise... to make the self-righteous Hanks regret not being killed by the monster.

"Twenty seconds left..." As soon as Hanks finished speaking, another helicopter appeared on the horizon and quickly approached the area where K Laboratory was located.

Blackhawk.

It's the Black Hawk again.

Long San said with murderous intent on his face: "A few more people will die."

The helicopter arrived, interrupting Hanks' time call. The helicopter hovered, and seven people descended to the ground one after another. They were wearing black combat uniforms and loaded with live ammunition. However, they were not soldiers. The leader... Yang Chen and Hanks both knew each other.

, CIA number two, Lieutenant General Rumsfeld.

"Sir!" Hanks saluted quickly.

Rumsfeld was attracted to Yang Chen and opened his mouth quite unexpectedly, not knowing what to say.

"Mr. Deputy Director, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Yang Chen ignored the muzzles of the Delta Force's guns that followed him, and walked up to Rumsfeld with a smile.

Rumsfeld hesitated for a moment, then finally reached out and shook hands with Yang Chen.

Hanks couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and the people in Delta Force were also a little confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

"I came to the Amazon to find someone. I helped your people kill a big lizard and saved their lives. Instead, they wanted to kill me. Mr. Deputy Director, what do you think I should do?" Yang Chen asked with a deep smile.

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Rumsfeld was speechless, and his ever-changing expressions were as wonderful as any, and he felt the seriousness of the situation from Yang Chen's words.

**The specimen was destroyed.

Top state secrets exposed to Arctic Fox.

The most appropriate and safest way to deal with it is to let the Arctic foxes disappear forever. Hanks did the right thing, but at this moment Rumsfeld lacks the courage to do so.

Yang Chen, the CIA, the military, the FBI and even the president, who were unwilling to offend anyone, took action against this man... If he was not careful, he would cause endless disasters. Furthermore... he was not qualified to deal with Yang Chen.

Any actions against Yang Chen must be reported to the National Security Council led by the president.

Rumsfeld was distraught.

Yang Chen, who is good at understanding people's hearts, knew what the other party was struggling with, and said with a smile: "That big lizard killed thirty-five of my brothers, and each of them will be compensated 10 million... You will pay 350 million U.S. dollars, kill it,

I spent a lot of effort, labor fees, and 500 million U.S. dollars to pay the full amount. I will definitely pretend that nothing happened and keep it secret. Of course... Mr. Deputy Director, if he thinks he can keep us in Amazon without anyone noticing, he doesn’t have to pay.

money."

**Naked blackmail!

Rumsfeld stared at Yang Chen blankly. After much deliberation, he finally did not dare to break his face. He forced out a cry-like smile, nodded with difficulty, and admitted defeat.

"Brothers, let's go home!" Yang Chen burst out with enthusiasm. Dozens of people around him cheered at the top of their lungs, but no one relaxed their vigilance.

Hanks hurriedly walked to Rumsfeld and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the strong man who was about to take charge of the CIA with a stern look.

"Boy, this is my gift to you before I leave." As Long San spoke, he threw out a sharp military dagger, hitting Hanks right in the lifeline.

Hanks fell to the ground clutching his bloody crotch. The unbearable pain spurred him to scream miserably and roll back and forth. Rumsfeld was stunned for a moment, then became furious.

Yang Chen glanced at Rumsfeld and the extremely painful Hanks indifferently, and walked out first. The Arctic Fox men followed aggressively. The Delta Force blocking the way was at a loss. He looked at Rumsfeld, waiting for this uncompromising man.

The hawkish senior officials gave orders.

"Let them go..." Rumsfeld's face was ashen, as if he was holding back internal injuries. More than 80 elite Delta Force soldiers looked at me, and I looked at you, and slowly moved away.

The miserable Hanks had his pants removed and was given first aid. Years later, the unlucky guy realized how ridiculous and overestimating he was today.

Yang Chen led his gang of tough guys like wolves and tigers to go further and further.

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The first snow of winter has dispersed the smog that has plagued Beijing for many days. Passers-by can finally take off their masks and enjoy a few breaths of fresh air.

Beichizi Street is adjacent to the Forbidden City, which symbolizes six hundred years of imperial power. The moat outside the east wall of the Forbidden City is at most 50 meters away from this street. This 50-meter-wide strip along the street and river is home to exquisite courtyard houses, unlike Beihai or Shichahai.

The surrounding courtyards are messy and dilapidated, but most of them have been renovated. The courtyards are larger, with pavilions and pavilions inside, and the gates are wide and grand.

The houses of the Li family of Hong Kong, the houses of the Huo family, and the houses of Macau gambling kings are all concentrated here, including the legendary woman Wendy Deng, who regarded marriage as a ladder of transformation, also occupying a place here.

Forty meters north of Wendy Deng's residence, a courtyard has just been renovated. Not only does it have a wide gate, but there are small gates on the left and right of the gate. It faces the quiet Beichizi Street. The open space in front of the gate can park seven or eight cars side by side. The most conspicuous thing is,

Two white marble unicorns are placed in front of the door.

The lion guards the home and the unicorn controls the house.

But the placement of these two things is very particular.

Ordinary people should not mess around, especially Qilin, which is often seen in front of the government offices of ministries and commissions or at the entrance of the headquarters of major banks. It is a taboo for people who are not well-off to have Qilin.

Passers-by who know something about Feng Shui either look at the two white marble unicorns and sigh, worrying about the owner of the house, or they wonder how the owner of the courtyard is so sacred and so confident.

When many people were surprised, the small door on the right side of the door opened, and several workers walked out carrying the ladder and the plaque, set up the ladder, and carefully hung the plaque on the door.

Yang Zhai.

The two large characters on the plaque are particularly eye-catching.


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