On the rooftop of the building, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of a conference room, a bald old man was holding a glass teacup filled with wolfberries and watching Ding Qing being taken away downstairs.
Seeing the two police cars driving away, he turned around with a smile on his face and looked at Li Zhongjiu who was sitting in the main seat in the conference room.
"Zhongjiu! Ding Qing was taken away by the Metropolitan Police Department!"
Li Zhongjiu put his legs on the long table in the conference room, leaning on the wide chair that was originally occupied by President Shi. When he heard the old man's words,
Li Zhongjiu did not show how happy he was. He loosened his tie and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.
"Director Yang, how is the investigation into the murderer of President Shi going?"
A hint of surprise flashed across Director Yang's bald face, and he quickly raised his teacup to hide his distraction.
“No news yet!”
"Then investigate as soon as possible!" Li Zhongjiu stood up, picked up the suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair, and walked out of the meeting room.
"By the way, I'll have to trouble Director Yang with Ding Qing's matter and ask him to stay in the police station for a while longer!"
A subordinate in a black suit pushed open the door of the conference room for Li Zhongjiu. Li Zhongjiu just walked to the door and turned around to speak to Director Yang in the conference room.
"No problem, I will notify the Legal Department!"
Director Yang smiled and nodded at Li Zhongjiu.
Bang! Director Yang was the only one left in the meeting room.
"How about it?"
Director Yang pulled out a cell phone from his suit pocket and placed it on the conference table.
The phone screen clearly showed that the call was in progress.
He pressed the hands-free button, and the good-natured smile on his face became a little strange.
"Everyone is eyeing the throne, but he is looking for a murderer. It's hard for him to accomplish anything!"
"Zhong Jiu is still too strong. If he gets promoted, what will old guys like us do
After being suppressed by Shi Dongchu for so long, do we have to create a new mountain above our heads
I think Zhang Shouji is a good guy. There are not many people in the Japanese imperial faction who support him now
I think a president without real power should know how to respect his elders!"
"Then I'll talk to President Zhang!"
“Second!”
“Second!”
… … …
As the leading violent organization in South Korea, the Kinmen Group has been under the surveillance of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Especially after Chairman Shi of the Kinmen Group was assassinated, the police have been keeping a close eye on the Kinmen Group and dispatched additional police forces to guard against it, fearing that large-scale violent incidents would occur.
New World Project...
In an office in the Metropolitan Police Department, Section Chief Jiang, who brought Ding Qing back to the police station, had his feet on the desk, holding a stack of documents in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts and the whole room was filled with smoke.
Section Chief Jiang frowned as he looked at the information about Li Zicheng, who was wearing a police uniform.
After a long while, he picked up his phone and made a call.
"Let's meet, at the old place!"
… …
Yongsan Base, Seoul.
This is where the federal troops stationed in South Korea are stationed.
It is also the headquarters of the United States Army Facilities Management Command, Pacific.
The facilities within the base include several military residential areas, a large welfare center, a canteen, a restaurant, indoor and outdoor sports fields, a swimming pool, a small golf course, a hospital, a dental clinic, and the Longshan Hotel.
The Yongsan Hotel provides accommodation for federal army personnel, dependents and visitors arriving in South Korea.
In the suite of Longshan Hotel, the killer who was being sought by both the black and white worlds of South Korea was sitting on a rattan chair in front of the window with a phone in his hand.
Watching through the window the federal soldiers coming and going outside the hotel.
"The boss has returned to New York. Well, I'm almost done here. One of the target persons has returned to Seoul. This time I will take several leaders of the Kinmen Group with me!"
“Dangdangdang!”
There was a knock on the door. Sloan hung up the phone vigilantly, slipped his sleeve, and a pistol appeared in his palm.
Sloane heard the regular knocks on the door and walked to it...
"Hello, I'm Ziyun. Do you have hot water in your room? I've brought it to you!"
Sloan stood quietly for a while. After he heard clearly that there was only one person breathing outside, he put the pistol back into his sleeve and opened the door.
The door opened, and a pretty girl with short hair standing outside was holding a kettle.
"Hello, hot water for you!"
Sloan looked at the girl in front of him. He had stayed at Longshan Hotel for a few days and this girl had been serving him.
It is said that he is a high school student who came to New York to participate in some competition and work-study program.
Sloan took the kettle and took out a ten-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to the girl as a tip.
The girl took the US dollars and bowed repeatedly to express her gratitude.
Sloan just took a look and closed the door.
Just as the door closed, a meaningful smile appeared on the face of the little girl outside.
As the organization's most successful genetic experiment subject, Gu Ziyun defected from the organization more than ten years ago and lived an ordinary life for more than ten years.
Unfortunately, the organization's genetic test subjects require mitigation drugs to cope with the damage caused by brain overload.
Gu Ziyun was no exception. She learned from the doctor that she had at most three months to live.
This was also the reason why she came to Seoul. She searched for a long time before she found the Kinmen Group, a group that supplied funds to the organization.
The reason why she targeted Sloan was because she saw the chairman of the Golden Gate Group die at the hands of Sloan.
That was originally her goal, but unfortunately he got there first.
The organization has been conducting human experiments in the capital of South Korea for more than ten years. Gu Ziyun doesn't believe that there is no support from the South Korean upper echelons.
To drive away the wolf and devour the tiger, this is Gu Ziyun's plan. She wants to use the power behind this killer to crack open the iron nut of the organization.
"Don't let me down!"
Through the hotel door, Gu Ziyun seemed to be able to see Sloan inside the door, with an expressionless smile on his face.
Back in the living room, Sloane put the kettle aside.
He was not worried that the Kinmen Group and the South Korean Metropolitan Police Department would find this place.
Even if his whereabouts were exposed, no black or white force in South Korea would dare to attack the federal troops stationed in South Korea.
After all, this is the emperor of South Korea!
Ding-a-ling!
Sloane picked up the phone.
“Target No. 2 was taken to the police station
OK, I understand. Let’s change the target and lock on target number three!”
… … … …
On the outskirts of Seoul, in the dense woods, there is a large group of ancient castles. This is a secret underground experimental base of the organization.
As the person in charge of the base, Dr. Bai, who has short blue hair, just came back from the headquarters, but she did not look very good.
Because of the particularity of their research, many foreign organizations are interested in their research results. There have been armed conflicts, but the organizations behind them are more powerful and have directly cut off many of the tentacles that extend out.
Dr. Bai is not worried that any force would try to take advantage of her research results.
The stimulation and development of the brain, coupled with violent genes and a strong physique, makes it a perfect killing machine.
This kind of research result is irresistible to any organization.
With an organization in place, many troubles can be avoided.
But this time, the headquarters actually wanted to dispose of all the experimental subjects.
That was all her hard work.
The scarred man following behind her, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the facilities and personnel in the base unscrupulously.
"Dr. Bai, I heard that you found traces of that monster!"
Dr. Bai narrowed his eyes and asked, "Monster? What do you mean?"
"Of course it's the monster number one!" The scarred man exhaled a cloud of smoke: "Do you want me to deal with her? The headquarters has ordered to destroy all the experimental subjects!"
Dr. Bai fanned the smoke in front of him and looked at the scarred man sent by the headquarters:
"Mr. Cui, it's still early for the time agreed by the headquarters. If you have time, why don't you help me solve a problem first!"
"Trouble!?" Mr. Cui frowned.
Dr. Bai explained: “There is a Golden Gate Group in Seoul, which has been funding our research, and we help them eliminate their competitors.
Some time ago, the chairman of the Kinmen Group was assassinated, and several directors are vying for the position of chairman. If it takes too long, there will be a gap in this year's research funding."
"So, what do you mean, Dr. Bai?"
Dr. Bai took out two photos and handed them to Mr. Cui with the backs facing up.
"Draw one, you get rid of him, and the one left is the chairman of the Golden Gate Group!"
interesting,
The scar on Mr. Cui's face trembled as he opened his mouth, like a giant centipede coiled on his face.
He picked one at random and turned it over.
Looking at the person in the photo, Mr. Cui took a long puff of his cigarette, threw the half-smoked cigarette butt at his feet, and crushed it out fiercely.
"I'll do it now!"
Dr. Bai looked at the scarred man who was leading his men away with a gloomy expression. At this moment, the sealed door of the laboratory behind her suddenly opened.
A boy with a delicate face, who looked like an aristocratic high school student, walked out.
"Do you want me to deal with him?"
The young man smiled and pointed in the direction where Mr. Cui left, then made a cut on his neck with his finger.
Dr. Bai didn't say anything, but there was a cold light in his eyes as he stared in the direction where Mr. Cui left.
… … …
In Qingliangli, Li Zhongjiu walked into the elevator surrounded by several of his men.
"Still no news about the murderer?"
In the elevator, Li Zhongjiu felt a little annoyed and reached out to loosen his tie.
The subordinate beside him quickly lowered his head and replied: "Brother, there is no one yet, our people are searching as quickly as possible!"
“Hurry up!”
Li Zhongjiu glared at his men, and then the elevator door opened with a ding.
The elevator has gone down to the underground garage.
Li Zhongjiu brought his younger brother to his car, and his younger brother just opened the car door.
A voice sounded in the underground garage.
"Are you Li Zhongjiu?"
Li Zhongjiu, who was about to get into the car, stopped and turned around.
In the underground garage where light and darkness interweave, several figures are slowly walking out of the shadows.
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in a suit with a scar on the left side of his face.
"Who are you?"
Li Zhongjiu looked at the people in front of him and waved his hand to signal his younger brothers behind him to be on guard. Everyone took out their short knives.
"Ah Xi, after all the procrastination, I finally got you, you bastard!"
The scarred middle-aged man cursed, pulled out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Li Zhongjiu and pulled the trigger.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
The sound of a silenced pistol echoed in the underground garage. Li Zhongjiu rolled over and hid behind a black commercial vehicle, watching his men fall to the ground one by one.
If one of his men had not pushed him just now, he would have been beaten into a hornet's nest.
Shit, this is South Korea, not the Federation. Do assassins just use guns now
Who wants to kill him? Ding Qing, no, this is not his style, and this guy is still in the Metropolitan Police Department...
Zhang Shouji, could it be this son of a bitch
Damn it!
Li Zhongjiu listened to the sound of leather shoes getting closer and closer, and the dagger in his hand was clenched tighter and tighter.
His years of experience fighting in the underworld told him that begging for mercy at this time was useless and it was better to fight to the death and bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy.
Cui Shengdao chewed gum, squatted down, and looked at Li Zhongjiu who was hiding behind the bunker. The scar on his face looked like a wriggling centipede.
"Hey, you little brat, don't waste my time. If you come out, I'll kill you, or I'll crush your bones bit by bit!"
Li Zhongjiu turned his back to the car body, adjusted his breathing, and clenched the dagger.
"Shit!"
Cui Shengdao gestured, and the internal security guards of the two organizations walked around from both sides with guns in both hands.
Bang!
Two gunshots were heard and the two gunmen fell to the ground. There was a streak of blood between their eyebrows and the entire back of their heads was lifted up, revealing a white area.
Cui Shengdao was startled and squatted down, hiding behind the wheel of a car.
"Who is it?" Cui Shengdao asked sternly, and what answered him was a series of precise bursts of gunfire.
The bullets from the 7.62-caliber sniper rifle accurately penetrated the thin car skin, killing the two organization's security guards on the spot.
Cui Shengdao rolled in a panic between the vehicles, avoiding the fatal bullets.
"Bang!"
Li Zhongjiu thought that reinforcements had arrived, and just as he was about to stand up, a rifle bullet pierced his thigh directly.
"Ah! Shit!"
Li Zhongjiu endured the severe pain and huddled behind the wheel of a business car beside him, gritted his teeth and cursed loudly.
Damn it, there are actually two groups of people who want to kill me.
Cui Shengdao dodged the bullets from outside in a somewhat awkward manner.
As the organization's first generation experimental subject, Cui Shengdao had his brain modified and could be considered half a supernatural person. His skills, marksmanship, and awareness were no less than those of top special forces soldiers.
Unfortunately, he was facing two top assassins from the Assassin Brotherhood.
Although they could not perform ultra-long-range sniping, they used two sniper rifles to force Cui Shengdao into a desperate situation.
"Doctor, I need support..."
Without caring about Li Zhongjiu, Cui Shengdao jumped into a commercial vehicle, started the engine, and fled.
Shit! Through the rearview mirror, Cui Shengdao looked at the cars that were chasing him closely, and stepped on the accelerator while calling Dr. Bai.
As for whether they would bring the enemy into the base, Cui Shengdao was confident that he could completely annihilate these bastards with the military force and monsters in the base.
Not only Cui Shengdao is confident about this, Dr. Bai is also very confident.
Confidence in her experimental subjects.
The two gangs were chasing each other, and behind them, a hooded girl was quietly following them on a motorcycle.
The organization is located in a castle base outside New York.
Dozens of organized gunmen were on high alert.