Zhu Tian drove his car and left Shanghai on a small road. When he passed the temporary checkpoint, the police did not detain him. From this point of view, Lao Lang should not have woken up yet and did not report Zhu Tian's loss of control to his superiors.
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The cell phone rang, and Zhu Tian glanced at the caller.
【Zhang Xiaofeng!】
A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhu Tian's mouth.
Is it really that guy?
With his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, Zhu Tian has long thought that he does not look like a good person!
"Turn on the positioning and prepare to lock the position." Zhu Tian told Xiao Xin calmly.
Xiaoxin has not been used for a long time, and now it is finally time for it to show its talents!
Parking the car on the side of the road, Zhu Tian pressed the connect button.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Mr. Zhu, I wonder how you are thinking about it?" Zhang Xiaofeng asked happily.
"Where is Xia Yuhe?" Zhu Tian said calmly.
"Who is Xia Yuhe? I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about. I am just a consulate staff member." Zhang Xiaofeng said with a smile.
"Consulate staff? Haha, do you think I still believe it?" Zhu Tian sneered.
Zhu Tian glanced at the personal terminal on his wrist, and the red dot stopped at the Shanghai Embassy and Consulate.
"I ask again, where is Xia Yuhe?" Zhu Tian suppressed the anger in his heart and asked again!
"I don't understand what you are talking about, but if you are looking for someone, you might as well give me your email address. I have a special address that may be able to help you!" Zhang Xiaofeng said with a smile.
If he says something he shouldn't have said on the phone, once it is recorded and used as evidence, he will face espionage charges. He will never do such a stupid thing that digs his own grave.
Zhu Tian calmly reported his business email address. Soon, the phone next to his ear vibrated and the email had been sent to his phone.
"If something happens to Xia Yuhe, believe me, I will make you regret it." Zhu Tian said calmly.
"Haha, that's really scary. By the way, it's better for you to go there alone. If I find out that someone from the General Staff followed you, something bad might happen..."
The phone was hung up.
Zhang Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and threw the phone on the table.
"Haha, interesting."
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Outside an abandoned garment factory.
A car stopped on the side of the road about two hundred meters away from the factory gate.
This car is obviously not Zhu Tian's Maybach S600, but the Santana that he spent 100,000 yuan to buy from a second-hand market that has not yet closed. After all, he does not want his car to be scrapped in a crossfire.
Zhu Tian got out of the car, looked around the surrounding environment, and then walked towards the garment factory that had been abandoned for who knows how long.
This is the agreed destination, 12 kilometers away from Shanghai.
The factory building is surrounded by bare farmland except for the grassy foundation, and there is no human habitation nearby.
However, just outside the gate of this deserted factory building, Zhu Tian saw four vans that did not suit the occasion.
Standing at the door of the garment factory were two men wearing peaked caps. There must be something hidden in their bulging down jackets. Their hands were always in their pockets, presumably holding weapons.
Zhu Tian raised the corner of his mouth playfully and walked towards the door without any fear.
Seeing Zhu Tian approaching, the two people exchanged glances, and one of them walked over.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhu
.I wonder if you have kept your promise?" The man stretched out his right hand and said with a smile.
He was naturally referring to the agreement to go alone.
"Don't you know how to see it for yourselves?"
After leaving these words, Zhu Tian ignored his outstretched hand and walked into the garment factory.
Maintaining the gesture of reaching out, an embarrassed expression appeared on the man's face. Looking at the suppressed smiles on the faces of his companions standing guard, he awkwardly spread his hands and shrugged, and then put his hands back in his pockets.
As Zhang Xiaofeng requested, he went to the appointment alone.
There was a dim incandescent lamp on in the center of the factory building, and human figures were faintly visible by the windows.
After pushing open the door of the factory, Zhu Tian looked around at the people in the hall, with a smile on his lips.
Bulletproof vests in urban camouflage colors, jet-black assault rifles full of metallic texture... It must have taken a lot of effort to transport these things into the country.
Fifteen CIA agents were distributed in every corner of the factory. Only five people stood at the door to greet Zhu Tian.
The person in charge exudes a dangerous aura. Although his specific strength cannot be confirmed, based on intuition, this person should be a bit stronger than the security guard I met at the banquet in Palau last time.
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"Are you Zhu Tian?" Seeing Zhu Tian come in, the white man standing in the middle of the factory put out his cigarette butt, grinned and took out a photo from his pocket.
The grooves on his face were twisted together, and there was a fierce light in his green eyes, looking Zhu Tian up and down.
"That's right." Zhu Tian said calmly.
"Since you're here, you must have made a decision." Gris shrugged.
"Of course, but before that, I need to have a phone call with Xia Yuhe." Looking directly into his eyes, Zhu Tian said solemnly.
"Don't worry, yellow-skinned monkey, the hostages are safe. After all, we are CIA, not IS." The Americans standing aside mocked.
"Really? I've never been able to figure out the difference between the two organizations."
"you......"
Hearing Zhu Tian's sarcastic words, the American suddenly became angry and rolled up his sleeves to move forward.
"Krem, shut up." Gris glanced at the teammate and said calmly.
"Yes..." The burly man immediately lowered his head and stepped back obediently.
Facing this terrifying captain, he really didn't have the courage to argue.
Telling the name of the organization he belonged to was already a violation of discipline, but seeing that the task was almost completed, Gris said nothing.
Gris tilted his head and said to the person next to him.
"Call him."
"Okay, sir." The soldier wearing a baseball cap took out the walkie-talkie from his tactical vest, walked towards Zhu Tian, and handed it to his hand.
With an undetectable smile on his lips, Zhu Tian took the walkie-talkie. With his other hand in his pocket, Zhu Tian gently turned on the switch of the radio tracking device.
"Hello? Xia Yuhe!"
"Zhu Tian...you, where are you?"
Listening to the haggard voice and trying to control the anger in his heart, Zhu Tian took a deep breath and spoke in as calm a tone as possible.
"How are you doing now? Have they done anything to you?"
"...Not yet. He, who are they?" Her voice was full of helplessness and panic, but her voice was not hoarse, so she probably had not suffered any cruel treatment.
After confirming Xia Yuhe's safety, Zhu Tian felt slightly relieved.
"At this point, you only have 10 seconds to confirm that the hostages are safe." Gris grinned, took out his lighter, and lit a cigarette for himself again: "Now
, your choice determines the life or death of you and your girlfriend. Of course, you don’t seem to have many choices."
Zhu Tian slowly put down the walkie-talkie and looked into Gris's eyes.
"oh?"
I don't think so.
Silently adding something in his mind, Zhu Tian put his hand in his pocket and threw the radio tracking device into the storage space, then took out a paper-shaped remote control and pressed the switch.
In the Santana parked outside the factory, the wide-area signal shielding device in the trunk instantly turned on, blocking all electromagnetic wave signals within a 5-kilometer radius.
"Krem, check his equipment." Ignoring Zhu Tian, Gris tilted his head and said to his comrades standing aside.
"Okay, boss."
After twisting his neck and making a crackling sound, Krem walked towards Zhu Tian with a grin.
He had already made up his mind to give this arrogant guy some color.
For example, during a body search, I accidentally squeezed one of his balls...
"Before leaving here, we need to check your equipment to prevent you from carrying a positioning device. Of course, if you resist, something unpleasant may happen."
Looking at Kerem walking towards him, Zhu Tian suddenly smiled.
"Leave here? Who said I want to leave with you?"
Hearing this, the five people surrounding Zhu Tian, including Gris and Krem, were stunned.
Without giving them a chance to react, Zhu Tian had already deactivated the fuses of the EMP grenades and smoke grenades in his pockets before he finished speaking.
Buzz!
The buzzing sound of electric current sounded, the light bulb suddenly went out, and the factory suddenly fell into darkness. At the same time, smoke suddenly spread from Zhu Tian's position, hiding his figure.
"kill him!"
Shouting at the top of his lungs, Gris immediately gave the order to kill. At the same time, he raised his rifle and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Da da da!
The firelight jumped, and the interlocking firepower tore apart the cloud of smoke that hid Zhu Tian's figure. The empty factory building was filled with the explosion of gunpowder and the crisp sound of metal cartridge cases falling to the ground.
Because the retina cannot adapt to the sudden change in light, everyone's field of vision is dark. However, the people present are all veterans of the battlefield. Even with their eyes closed, they can shoot in tacit understanding to block all escape routes of the target.
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"Ceasefire!"
The gunfire stopped and the smoke cleared.
In an instant, silence returned to the factory.
The thick cloud of smoke spread at a constant speed, gradually touching the green smoke rising from the muzzle of the gun.
The five CIA agents in the center of the factory kept their muzzles raised, locking the position in the center of the smoke.
Although the smoke has not yet dispersed, no one would doubt that the ignorant Easterner had died tragically.
It is simply impossible to escape from such a fierce fire net.
Maintaining a shooting stance is just a soldier's discipline.
"Boss, he must be dead." Krem couldn't help but say while flexing his knuckles.
Gris stared intently into the center of the smoke.
The target was undoubtedly dead, but the growing uneasiness in his heart lingered.
The smoke is like the gate of hell, as if something is coming out of it.
Is it an illusion?
However, at this moment, his green pupils suddenly narrowed, and the calmness of an elite soldier on his face disappeared in an instant!
"God..." The voice was tainted with a hint of despair. Krem, who was about to crush Zhu Tian's balls earlier, backed away tremblingly while holding the rifle.