"Be careful, man, the mission is on your own." Ston Butch turned sideways and walked over Long Zhan, reminding him, with a hint of concern in his tone. His eyes revealed a kind of concern and concern for his comrades, hoping that Long Zhan could pay attention to safety.
"Sorry, did you just say I interfere with the signal?" Long Zhan confirmed to Ston Butch again. He was a little confused about how he would interfere with the signal. A trace of confusion appeared on his face, and he felt incredible about the interference of the signal.
"You interfered with our signal, man!" Ston Butch confirmed with certainty, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. There was a hint of helplessness and complaint in his voice, and he felt a little dissatisfied with the behavior of Long Zhan interfering with the signal.
"So what are you doing? Is this person named Peterrenko?" Long Zhan also asked Ston Butcher, who was also curious about Ston Butcher's mission. His eyes revealed a kind of curiosity and exploration, wanting to understand Ston Butcher's mission content.
Ston Butch began to operate the computer's signal transmission, and said while operating, "Ms. Peterrenko, maybe Pavel's partner." As he said that, he pulled out the signal jammer from the computer, held it in front of Long Zhan and asked, "Is this yours? Yours?" His eyes revealed a question and confirmation, hoping that Long Zhan could admit that the jammer was his.
"Yes." Long Zhan replied calmly. His voice revealed a kind of honesty and straightforwardness, without any intention of hiding it.
"Then wait a moment, your target may meet my target." Long Zhan thought for a moment and suddenly said. A kind of thinking and speculation appeared in his eyes, and he was a little surprised at the possibility of meeting the two targets.
"Maybe." Ston Butch also thought for a moment and replied slowly. His voice revealed a kind of uncertainty and caution, and he agreed with Long Zhan's speculation, but he did not dare to be completely sure.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and Long Zhan said with emotion: "Okay, it seems that this world is really not big. It should be said that it is too fucking small. We are fighting the same war, Michael." His smile was full of emotion and helplessness, and he felt a little amused by the teasing of fate.
At this moment, a subtle atmosphere seemed to be permeating the entire space.
Different tasks and different goals are intertwined at this seemingly accidental moment, making everyone realize that what they are about to face may be a more complex and difficult challenge.
Behind this, what is hidden is the complex interest entanglements and fierce secret competitions of various forces, and everyone is like a chess piece on a chessboard.
Pushed by invisible hands, heading towards an unknown ending.
In that dim corner, Noven and Shakova were still waiting quietly.
Their eyes were staring at the room where Natasha was, each with different thoughts in their hearts. Noven was thinking about how to get closer to the goal and obtain more useful information without violating the order; Shakova was reflecting on the quarrel with Noven, and at the same time was worried about whether there would be unexpected changes in the upcoming actions.
In the monitoring room of the VIP room, Ston Butch and Long Zhan were also busy. Ston Butch carefully checked the surveillance equipment to try to find more clues about Peter Renko; Long Zhan was on the side, recalling his investigation of Kaleb Montgomery.
Thinking about the direction of their next action. They occasionally exchanged a few words and shared their discoveries and guesses. The atmosphere was sometimes tense, and sometimes became more relaxed because of an unexpected discovery.
In the outside world, the hustle and bustle of the city are still there, and people are busy on their own life tracks, completely unaware that in this seemingly ordinary place, a thrilling contest is quietly taking place.
Everyone is working hard for their goals, and their destiny is closely linked at this moment. What awaits them is unknown challenges and a future full of variables.
Perhaps, in this war without gunpowder, they will discover more unexpected secrets and face more difficult choices, and all of this has just begun...
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The night was like thick ink, pressing heavily over the city, only neon lights flashed and jumped, adding a bit of illusory color to the dark world. Peter Renko was wearing a neat and straight black suit, standing straight in the corner of a luxuriously decorated high-end club. Her sharp eyes were like the cold stars in the night sky, and she glanced at everything around her vigilantly and keenly, without letting go of any subtle movement. At this time, a handsome and extraordinary young man walked towards her with elegant and calm steps. He was wearing a grey suit with a well-tailored and well-textured gray suit, and an exquisite silver tie at the collar was shining with a cold light, and the whole person exuded a unique charm.
"Hello, Peterlenko." The man's voice was low and mellow, like a mellow wine, with an innate magnetic nature. There was a seemingly friendly and gentle smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Peterrenko frowned slightly, raised his eyebrows like willow leaves, his eyes temporarily stayed on him, as if he was examining a strange and suspicious object, then nodded slightly, responding in a plain tone: "Well, you are here."
The two sat down slowly on the soft and comfortable sofa. The man raised his legs gracefully and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa. His whole body was filled with a casual spirit and said, "They always say that work and entertainment cannot be confused, but this is never a question worth caring about." As he said, his eyes suddenly frozen on Peterrenko's injured forehead, and a trace of undetectable curiosity flashed in his eyes. He asked with interest, "Ah, what exactly happened here?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Peter Renko's face suddenly sank, and his already cold face now adds a little chill, with obvious displeasure and resistance in his tone: "What does this matter?"
The man chuckled softly, with a hint of teasing in the laughter, spreading his hands and pretending to be relaxed: "This is just a chat. We are just chatting casually, why should we be so serious?" But in his heart, he felt that Peter Nianko was really incompatible with the world and did not understand the charm at all.
Peter Renko's brows frowned even tighter, and the two eyebrows were almost tangled into a dead knot, and he said firmly: "I never like to say irrelevant gossip."
"Please accommodate me and just treat it as giving me a face." The man showed weakness slightly, with a hint of helplessness and a little pleading on his face. Who would have thought that this seemingly inadvertent move would work very well, and Peter Renko was really shaken.
She hesitated for a moment, and her originally tense expression slightly eased, and she still spoke, "I fell from a tree when I was a child."
The man raised his eyebrows, and the raised eyebrows were filled with a hint of suspicion and scrutiny. He stared at Peterrenko and said in a questioning tone: "Okay, but that doesn't look like a common scar left after falling from a tree, doesn't it?"
Peter Renko's face instantly became very ugly, and an embarrassing blush suddenly surged on his originally fair face, as if it was touched by the pain that he most reluctant to recall. Seeing this, the man immediately raised the crystal clear wine glass in his hand, and smiled again on his face, and said enthusiastically: "Come on, cheers!" He cleverly changed the topic, as if everything just happened was just an insignificant little episode.
At this time, in another part of the city, Kechuan was sitting in a room full of dim light and full of documents. He stared at the computer screen with all his concentration, and his focused eyes seemed to see through the screen. His fingers quickly and forcefully tapped on the keyboard, asking about the Charity Mountain Nightclub through various secret and complex channels. As the investigation gradually deepened, he found that this nightclub often held some mysterious gatherings, and the participants' backgrounds were as complex as a complex and difficult to sort out, including some people with criminal records and bad records. This amazing discovery made him more sure that there must be a huge and dangerous conspiracy hidden here, and they were about to face a severe and challenging test.
Cochet and Chetri maintain close contact. Through advanced wireless communication equipment, they can quickly and accurately adjust their action plans based on the surveillance screen and feedback from other team members at any time.
"I've set my sights on the target. It seems that there is an ulterior motive transaction in progress." Chetri sat in the car, staring at the nightclub ahead without blinking, and reported to everyone nervously and quickly through communication equipment.
"Just observe and let it go! Never act rashly." Kechuan's voice was calm and calm, and there was a reassuring force in his calm tone. He knew that in such a subtle and dangerous situation, acting rashly would only alarm the snake and put everything in a worse situation.
Inside the nightclub, Ston Butch and Dragon Zhan were also paying close attention to the movements around him with great vigilance.
"B1 is coming out." Ston Butch lowered his voice, the voice was low and hoarse, and he said cautiously to the communication device.
Long Zhan hurriedly followed Ston Butch and said anxiously: "Where do you want to go? I'll go with you." The tone was filled with a sense of undeniable determination.
Ston Butch stopped, turned around slowly, and refused with a serious look on his face, "No, you can't..." The expression seemed to tell Long Zhan that this was something that was uncontroversial.
Long Zhan's mood suddenly fell to the bottom, with a hint of loss and confusion in his tone: "I feel the atmosphere is a little nervous and depressed, Michael! Why? Is it because I left without saying goodbye before?" The voice was full of confusion and grievance.
Ston Butch sighed helplessly, and the sigh was full of helplessness and fatigue, and explained patiently: "No, that's because I'm performing important work, so you stay here and let me do my job with peace of mind."
Long Zhan raised the volume, and the sound echoed in the empty space, and said with some blaming words: "Do you think we are becoming more and more dissatisfied?"
At this moment, a man with a thick beard on his face walked in with big strides. He was Atm Orlov. He walked straight to the wine cabinet, picked up a bottle of wine in a straightforward manner, and while looking at it casually, he said casually: "Always check the room, always so nervous. I can find the movement of the army a mile away." There was a hint of pride and disdain in his tone.
Long Zhan looked at him and said without any weakness: "No intention to offend, man, but we have two, and you are just one person. You should bring more people here." The eyes flashed with a provocative light.
Orlov sneered at the corner of his mouth, his smile was filled with sarcasm and disdain, and he provoked without fear: "Oh? Is it? Just you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man with a taller figure than Orlov but very thin body came in. He had no expression on his face, his cold face seemed like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, and his whole body exuded a chilling and dangerous atmosphere, as if he would beat Long Zhan and the others at any time.
Orlov pretended to be indifferent, with a cynical expression on his face, and introduced: "This is Boyanka. He doesn't know English. I'm very happy to know you. He doesn't have any social skills or professional ethics. He is just......'villain', yes, he's a complete villain." As he said that, he leaned close to Boyanka and whispered: "Go on." Although the voice was light, it seemed to have a fatal force.
Long Zhan also quietly discussed to Ston Butch: "Big guy and big mouth? It seems that there is a tough battle to fight." The tacit understanding between the two was ignited instantly, as if they had a heart of touch, and you could understand the other person's thoughts with just one look.
"I'll deal with the big guys." Ston Butch replied in a low voice, with a sense of firmness and determination.
So, a fierce and fiery battle broke out in an instant. Ston Butch rushed towards Boyanka like a brave cheetah, while Dragon Zhan was like an agile monkey, flexibly facing Orlov. The room was suddenly in chaos, the tables and chairs were knocked down, and the items were scattered everywhere, and it was in a mess.
Although Orlov seemed thin and thin, his movements were extremely agile and quick. He kept avoiding Long Zhan's attacks flexibly and found the right time to launch a counterattack from time to time. Long Zhan gradually gained the upper hand in this battle with his strong strength and skillful skills. He swung a heavy punch, hitting Orlov's chin with the whistling sound of the wind, and knocked him to the ground heavily.
Chapter completed!