In the imperial capital, the military headquarters, in an elegant office hung with a global military map, the old chief in general uniform was looking at the urgent documents overnight. The assassination incident in Linhai City had been passed to him immediately, and even the dispute in the hospital did not escape his control.
The old chief leaned helplessly on the back of the chair, kneading his tense nerves. After hesitating again and again, he still dialed a number that Shen Ming had called just now.
"Colonel, you are causing us trouble again." The old chief's first sentence was hostile.
"General, why did you say that?" Kaos chuckled lightly.
"Thank you for the night watchman you trained. Fortunately, we have not succeeded in assassinating foreign princesses in our country. If he succeeds, this will directly rise to a major international incident. The Chinese Empire will fall into an extremely passive position." The general sighed. Said, "Activate the Nirvana assistance mode, wipe your ass by yourself, and quickly assign Nirvana to help."
"To be honest, General, I really don't have a nirvana that can fight against the night watchman at the moment, but you do have one." Kaos never shirked the task before, and this time there are some exceptions
"Pluto?" the general asked puzzledly, "he seems to be quite noisy recently, and he is fighting the gangsters in Vegas, and the country is breaking down. Fortunately, he is not in the territory of the Celestial Dynasty, otherwise I would have packed him and sent him back to you." .”
"In general, Shen Ming's experience of returning to the city is still very successful. Nirvana is a child with a strange fate. Even Nirvana can't wash away their fate. It is commendable for Shen Ming to stick to the integrity of bodyguards. The night watchman is His sniper instructor, he knows how strong the opponent is. And he is still willing to take this task. All we have to do is trust him."
"It's easy to say, you don't have to be responsible for the death of a foreign guest on the border of another country, right?" The general wanted to curse.
"That's good. If he really fails, how about I help you announce the behind-the-scenes messenger for free and guide public opinion out of the Celestial Dynasty?" Kaos has never been so easy to speak like today.
"Let me guess, that bastard Mutlin?" the general sneered.
"It seems that the intelligence gathering ability of the Celestial Dynasty is also extraordinary?" Kaos' smile is the default.
"The ability to gather intelligence is asshole. That little bastard wants to establish a Middle Eastern version of the Kim Dynasty in Aragon. Being an emperor is addictive. Who wants to give up his position and compete with others? On the contrary, Princess Ayatollah is all about promoting it." For the reform of the democratic system, the public support of Princess Ayatollah in Aragon is twice that of the tyrant. Once the democratic election is opened, the local emperor will definitely work for his sister. A foreign minister will be appointed to visit without security. There are only 4 personnel, even the entourage, and he almost said, 'I'm going to kill her'." The general became agitated when talking about politics, and it was obvious that Mutlin was more inclined to stand by the side of the United States Letting his sister die in the Celestial Dynasty will undoubtedly push Aragon to the United States.
"Sorry, politics is not something we like to interfere in the Nirvana camp, so don't tell me this kind of trouble. The only thing I can tell you is that Shen Ming never let the people he protects die, believable!" Ka After finishing speaking, Oscar hung up the phone.
"The world is so big, it has bred so many monsters." The general sighed deeply.
Looking back to the hospital, the dispute was not resolved, but intensified...
"Friends, it's fate to be able to sit at the same table and eat. Help me and help yourself. The opponent is beyond the level you can handle. Stop here, okay?" Shen Ming looked at a group of special police elites, leading In a requesting tone.
"Friend, I don't know where you are from, and I don't know how powerful you are, but I know that as a special police officer, we will not accept such an arrangement. Even if we die, we will not leave the security team." The acting captain is The brother of the special police officer whose nose was broken by Xiao Yi at the beginning, his steel-like body does not allow the slightest doubt.
"Director Zhao, can I break their legs? You won't detain me administratively, will you? You know, I'm here to save them." Shen Ming turned to look at Director Zhao beside him.
"If you attack a police officer, even if you are a friend, you must be killed on the spot." The acting captain gave an order, and all a dozen pistols were brought out, and the scene was out of control.
At this moment, an official contact message came from the acting captain's communicator.
"Sir! How can this be... Yes, the subordinates dare not disobey orders...but...the subordinates understand." After the acting captain made a phone call, he helplessly put down the gun in his hand, and looked at Shen Ming in front of him suspiciously, "Friend, from now on It's all over to you."
"It seems that someone helped me pass it." Shen Ming smiled, already guessing who was so busy.
"Security team, disband here!" The acting captain gave an order, and all the team members were stunned, but this was an order directly transmitted from the imperial capital. The security team immediately left Linhai City and reported to the head team. The security team of Princess Ayatollah The task will be handed over to local authorities and private forces.
The so-called local authority is the police station represented by Chief Zhao; the so-called private force is Shen Ming, the personal bodyguard.
No one understood why the Imperial City entrusted such an important task of protecting foreign guests to a private bodyguard, especially when there had already been casualties from sniper killing.
In any case, Shen Ming successfully received a big job...
"Hello, from now on, I will be responsible for your life and death." Shen Ming finally stood in front of the lonely Princess Ayatollah, and extended his hand politely.
"Mr. Lao Shen, please worry about it." Ayatollah was also looking at the new bodyguard in front of him when shaking hands. He didn't look tall and straight, but his eyes were extremely firm, as if he had gone through thousands of mountains and rivers. A little quiet. Perhaps his own arrival has caused ripples in his life
"Don't thank me, since it's security, let's talk about the price." Shen Ming didn't let go, and had already talked about the sale, "I'm not an official, so naturally I need to pay, how long will you stay in Tianchao?"
"6 days."
"It's not expensive to charge you 100,000 US dollars a day, right?" Shen Ming was also so short of money that he was shameless.
"Shen Ming." Chief Zhao couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to say something but was stopped by Ayatollah.
"It's very reasonable to get money for doing things. My father once taught me that you can cut down on food and clothing, but you must never treat those who work for you badly." Princess Ayatollah motioned for only one of her entourage to come forward, took a check book and wrote A check for $600,000.
"Pay in full first? Princess Ayatollah is also generous." Shen Ming took the check with a smile, but stuffed it into the pocket of her pajamas without even looking at it. He is not a greedy person. Money is just a tool to maintain life, just like a gun is a tool used to kill people.
"Then what should I do next? Mr. Shen Ming." Ayatollah had already fully used his identity as an employer.
"Go home." Shen Ming said lightly.
Ten minutes later, three SUV convoys drove out of the hospital and headed in three different directions. The members of the death squad at the observation post reported the information back in time.
"Head, the security style has changed. The tall and powerful Chinese special police have started playing 'hide and seek'."
"It's okay, you don't need to follow so closely, today is too noisy, let everyone sleep for a long time." Torpedo no longer cared about which convoy the ayatollah was in, and there was a more important matter to deal with in front of him.
"Torpedo, I'll give you everything you want, countless wealth, the most cutting-edge equipment, and the strongest manpower, but what did you give me back?" In the sealed office, facing a 50-inch electronic screen, Torpedo stood up straight like a soldier. On the screen, a man wearing an apron, mask and holding a bone cutter was chopping meat.
Blood splattered on his apron like spilled paint, and what was chopped was human hands.
"Your Majesty, what I want is for the Death Squadron to have the number of a country and become your personal guard." Torpedo said respectfully and greedily.
"There is no problem at all. As long as I see the news of my precious sister's death, I can go and chop up the captain of the guard and feed it to my pet. But, is she dead?" Put it into an iron bucket, turned around and poured it into the crocodile pond, and the tumbling behemoth snatched it with great joy.
"There are still 6 days, and I will give you good news." Torpedo promised.
"Remember, she can only die on the land of the Celestial Dynasty. This is part of our deal. If you can't, your death squad will become a death squad. I have countless money to buy your heads. I believe it will not be more expensive than my limited edition Bugatti Veyron?"
After finishing speaking, Mutlin hung up the video call, Mutlin deserved the name of a tyrant. Look at his eyes when he chops people up, no matter how crazy the murderer is, he can't beat himself.
"Captain, he's back." At this moment, Alice knocked on the door.
"Here we come." Torpedo sighed, lit a Cuban cigar, covered the displeasure on his face with a smoke ring, and walked out with a smile.
After the sniper misses, the Night's Watch sends Alice back with his gun. He disassembled the optical sight of the strange gun and left alone.
Regarding the sniper miss, the team members were all in the mood of watching a joke, but the torpedo turned into two big ones. Assassination is just like fighting a war. It's easy and happy to finish it with one shot.
It's not like the current situation here, where a special police officer was killed, and the whole city can be described as a frying pan. The Celestial Dynasty is no different from Africa or the Middle East. This is a world-class military power. No matter whether its death squads are equipped with special skills or not, they are just a more durable target than the regular army with aircraft, artillery and missiles.
"Mr. Night Watchman, you are finally back. You didn't take the time out of your busy schedule to make up a shot and send that little girl to see Allah. I wonder if there is anything else that can delay your time?" Torpedo smiled, hiding a knife in his smile.
"The matter is troublesome. A friend of mine got involved. He should have become the bodyguard of the ayatollah. Next, someone is going to die." The night watchman said mercilessly.