Saker quickly walked to the study, thought for a while, and called Crested Ibis over.
Crested Ibis quickly came to the study and asked: "Saker, where did you go just now? Why did you come to me so late?"
"I just went to sit with the vulture for a while." The falcon said calmly, pointing to the sofa chair next to it for the crested ibis to sit down.
Crested Ibis sat down and sniffed, and said, "The smell of alcohol is very strong. It seems that you drank a lot. Your relationship with the Vulture is getting better and better now."
"I just drank a little vodka, which is a very strong liquor." Falcon said.
Crested Ibis felt a little strange when Falcon called him so late and kept talking about such small things. He asked: "Falcon, you are a little strange tonight. Are you worried?"
"No." Falcon said simply.
"Yeah." Crested Ibis nodded, feeling even more confused. He felt that this falcon was really strange today. Their friendship had not lasted more than a year or two, and he still knew the falcon very well.
Then, Falcon began to take out a cigarette and started smoking, "I want to ask you something." Falcon's face looked very serious, and the smoke made his eyes narrow unconsciously.
Their eyes met, but the Crested Ibis instantly avoided it and said: "Saker, ask me, why are you so serious?"
In the suburbs to the west of Kiev, there is an ancient villa hidden in the forest. This is a manor. Outside is the woodland owned by the owner of the house. There are a large number of cars parked in front of the villa. It is very lively here tonight.
"We have been discussing for several hours, but we still can't reach a plan that is acceptable to everyone. Is it necessary to go through so much trouble just to kill a hunting falcon?" Someone said angrily, full of slander, looking extremely impatient.
"Some people are just too timid. With the strength of us people, if you ask me, FK! Let's kill them together. Not to mention one hunting falcon, even ten hunting falcons will be destroyed! We also discussed having your sister!"
A Western white man shouted extremely arrogantly.
"You Russians are a fighting nation. You are not afraid of death. You are more powerful than others. If you want to kill them, kill them yourself! However, don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes. Not only are there Ukrainian troops protecting you, but there are also many terrorists.
Experts gathered to protect the Falcon!" Mark Riley said with a sneer.
"Mark Riley, don't think that we in Russia can't complete the mission that you idiots in the CIA can't do! Hahahaha... I heard that you were waiting for someone to kill a falcon, but ended up leaving your companions behind and ran out alone.
!" the Russian said in a strange tone.
"You! You're crazy!" Mark Riley's face turned red, he immediately slapped the table and shouted, and he was about to fall out.
"Mark Riley, all your men are dead, but you escaped unscathed? Now, some people are saying that you are actually from the Falcon, and you just sent your men to be slaughtered by the Falcon.
Otherwise, why were you the only one to escape unscathed? Why would you even enter the general's mansion so arrogantly and be ambushed?" The Russian sneered viciously.
The last sentence directly hit Mark Riley's inner weakness. He immediately became angry and took out his gun: "FK! Did you deliberately come to anger me today! Well, I agree, you have successfully angered me.
!”
The Russians reacted equally quickly, and also took out their guns and pointed them at Mark Riley: "Mark Riley, if it weren't for the order from above, do you think I would be willing to come and negotiate some kind of action agreement with you? Remember, we used to be
Dead enemies, each has many brothers who died at the hands of the other, so let’s take advantage of this time today to do the math!”
The overt and covert struggle between the two powerful countries, the United States and Russia, has been going on for a long time. Although the secret war of spies between the two sides cannot be seen by the outside world, it has never been seen before. The fighting between them is definitely not something outsiders can see.
It's conceivable.
Mark Riley's face was gloomy and ugly. The situation was not good for him now. He was not a person who was averse to death. Otherwise, he would not have let his men die and escaped by himself.
What's more, Mark Riley was ordered to hold a unity meeting today, especially not to hold a separatist meeting. He couldn't help but regret that he was too temperamental. Today was different from the past, and all his men were already dead...
…
"Okay, you all stop. We are here to discuss how to deal with the Falcon today, not to make us hate each other even more." Another white man with tiger hair stood up and said, "Now we can
This is not an occasion for you to fight each other, put down your guns."
"Hmph!" Mark Riley took the opportunity to go down the steps and put away his gun: "Okay, let's talk about dealing with the hunting falcon first!"
The Russian also put away his gun and sneered: "Mark Riley, be careful, you are all alone now!"
The Crested Ibis originally thought that seeing the Saker put on such a serious face, he would definitely ask him something very serious next, but he never expected that the Saker suddenly asked: "Crested Ibis, how many years have we known each other?
"
"It's been seven years. We were all serving in the Italian Legion back then," said the Crested Ibis.
"Seven years! Time flies so fast." Falcon exhaled a puff of smoke and sighed, "Want to drink? Vodka?"
"Okay." Crested Ibis frowned and said.
Falcon put the cigarette on the edge of the tea table, stood up from the sofa, turned around and went to the wine rack to get the wine and cups.
The crested ibis looked at the back of the hunting falcon and frowned even more. The hunting falcon tonight was really strange.
The Falcon took a bottle of vodka and two thick-mouthed glasses, and started drinking with the Crested Ibis, but didn't say anything more.
Such an atmosphere is simply unbearable for a high-level killer like Crested Ibis.
With a snap sound, the crested ibis placed the wine glass heavily on the tea table. Fortunately, the cup he was using was a thick-mouthed one, otherwise he might have broken it in an instant.
"Falcon, you are really acting weird! Well, I also have something to tell you." Crested Ibis said.
Falcon frowned and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"
The Crested Ibis took a deep breath and said, "Okay, have you begun to doubt me? Well, someone does want me to kill you."
Falcon put down the wine glass heavily and said coldly: "So, you admitted it?!"
"Yes, I admit it. As long as I kill you, I can take your place!" Crested Ibis showed a wry smile: "I thought about it for a few days. To be honest, the temptation of the other party made me tempted, but in the end I
I feel that although I, the Crested Ibis, am capable and have certain ambitions, after all, I still value our friendship with you, and I can’t do anything to you! So, I confessed to you today, what are you going to do? Kill me?"
At this point, Crested Ibis' tone seemed a little excited. He didn't come to beg for mercy from Saker, he came to confess. He didn't have to do this, and he didn't want to die.
The crested ibis' mood at this time was so complicated that it was really confusing.