Under the hustle and bustle of the city and neon lights, the undercurrent of sin is quietly surging.

Kechuan held the walkie-talkie tightly, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were staring at the bar filled with danger. It was still filled with dust after the explosion.

"B2, report on the situation!" His voice was low and powerful, buzzing in the walkie-talkie, as if to penetrate this noisy night.

At this moment, a deafening rumbling sound suddenly came from the bar, and the sound was like an angry beast roaring, causing the air around to tremble. Kechuan's heart tightened suddenly, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart. He subconsciously took a step forward, but was blocked by the invisible danger.

"I was worried about asking on the walkie-talkie" and the grammatical phrase should be changed to "I was worried about asking on the walkie-talkie". Nuowen was in a mess in the bar. The impact of the explosion made him stagger and almost fell down. He quickly dodged the fragments flying around like raindrops, each of which was like a deadly flying knife, whizzing through the air. While dodging, he quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and replied: "Pavel detonated a simple bomb, and I can't find E1." Nuowen's voice was filled with a hint of anxiety and helplessness. In this chaotic environment, it became extremely difficult to find E1.

Chetri was outside, staring at the positioning device in his hand with all his attention. The flashing light spots on the screen represented the position of their teammates, which was their connection in this dangerous mission. However, the sudden sound of sirens from a short distance broke his focus. He raised his head suddenly and saw several police cars coming towards him like lightning. The lights flashed, as if sharp swords were cutting through the darkness. The policemen quickly got out of the car. They were wearing uniforms, holding weapons, and approaching towards the bar with a serious face.

Seeing this, Chetri immediately reported to everyone on the walkie-talkie: "The police have intervened in the emergency." His voice was quick and nervous. This sudden situation put the entire mission in a more dangerous situation. After saying that, he and Kechuan quickly started the vehicle, and the roar of the engine sounded instantly. They were preparing to pick up Long Zhan and the others.

At this time, Long Zhan was still in the bar. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, locking the young man in the chaotic crowd. The young man's leg was injured and he was unable to move, which made Long Zhan easily catch him. Long Zhan grabbed the young man's arm and controlled him tightly. "The target is in our hands, and the targets of A and E escaped." Long Zhan calmly reported the situation to the intercom. Although he grabbed this key figure, Long Zhan and the others did not feel any sense of accomplishment, because the mission seemed to have deviated from the original track.

"Bring the target to the evacuation point." Kechuan explained to Long Zhan on the intercom. His voice was calm and powerful, trying to control the overall situation in this chaotic situation.

Ston Butch looked at the corpses and injured citizens on the ground, and his heart was full of pity. His voice was crying and said to the intercom, "Boss, there are many injured citizens here, we cannot be caught here." The tragic situation in front of him filled his heart with pain and struggle. They were people who were on missions, but they did not want to fall into such a purgatory on earth.

"Come out quickly, we are on the way." Kechuan urged everyone anxiously. He knew that time was tight and every second was crucial.

Nuowen looked at the corpse on the ground and felt a stinging pain in his heart. He squatted down and gently put his fingers in front of the injured person's nose, trying to feel the faint breath and see if there were signs of life. However, most of the injured persons no longer breathed, which made him feel heavier.

"Let's go, Nuowen, it's too late." Long Zhan urged Nuowen. He knew that he could not delay any longer at this moment, otherwise they would all be in danger.

As the sirens grew louder, they had to give up their assistance to the injured and quickly left here. Coltra and Chetri responded to Long Zhan and others and got in the car and quickly drove away from the scene. The vehicle was galloping on the street like a black lightning, and the sirens behind them gradually faded away.

They took the young man to a hidden room and prepared to interrogate him. The room was dim and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was breathless. The young man sat on a chair, looked at his injured thigh, endured the pain and said to Long Zhan and the others: "My thigh was stabbed, man. You said you would take me to the hospital." A hint of pleading was revealed in his eyes, but more of it was unwillingness and stubbornness.

"Don't worry, I'll take you there, but I have to wait until you answer a few questions." Long Zhan looked at Xiaoniao and walked slowly around him, with a sense of oppression in his eyes. He sat in front of Xiaoniao and said coldly: "Do you know? You're done, I will make you never work again." Long Zhan tried to intimidate Xiaoniao through words and let him tell the information they wanted.

However, the young young man was not afraid of Long Zhan's words. Instead, he threatened the security work where Long Zhan was, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Do you think I'm afraid of you? Do you have this exhausted sheriff? This man came to me and asked me to give him a job. He was quite pitiful. He used to be a soldier, but now he can't make a living. Wow, it's really funny..." The young man's words were like sharp blades, stinging Long Zhan's heart, but Long Zhan still pretended to be calm and looked at him quietly. He knew that he could not be angry by the other party's words.

Nuowen watched the two of them stalemate from the side, feeling a little anxious. She walked forward and asked the young man: "What did you sell to the Russian?" Nuowen's voice was crisp and firm, and it seemed particularly abrupt in this depressing room.

The young man looked at Nuowen with his eyes slanted, his eyes full of disdain. Nuowen continued, "They are a group of gangster thermal workers, do you know?" Nuowen tried to make the young man realize the seriousness of the matter by describing the dangers of the Russians.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After listening to it, the young man laughed "Puchi" and replied to Nuowen: "Hahaha, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Then he pointed to Long Zhan in front of him and continued to mock him.

Nuowen couldn't listen anymore, and the anger in his heart was ignited instantly. She rushed to the young man, grabbed his neck with one hand, and said angrily: "Hey, warn you, you are not qualified to say this, do you understand? It doesn't work now, and it won't work in the future." Nuowen finished speaking, slapped him twice in the face. Her eyes revealed firmness and anger, and she would never allow anyone to insult Long Zhan.

"Besides, the person you really have to worry about is not us, but others." Nuowen let go of his hand and said coldly.

At this moment, Shakova and Kochon came over. Kochon looked at the young man with a sense of majesty in his eyes. He couldn't help but say, "Bastard, Hong Kong authorities, the intelligence departments of the British and American countries, the US regime trading committee, not to mention, and the Russians. What will your gang deal with him?" Kochon's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a bombshell, exploding in the young man's heart.

"Take him to Siberia, the senior interrogation center?" Shakova added next to her.

"I definitely won't recommend where you go. We are the most kind Mr. Montgmarley. What do they want to do?" Kechuan's expression became more serious in an instant, and he looked straight at the young man and questioned him. His tone was hundreds of times more severe than what Long Zhan and what Nowen said to the young man.

The young man looked at Ke Chuan's eyes and felt a sense of fear. He knew that Ke Chuan was serious. If he didn't say it, he might really suffer more severe torture. So he finally let go and said, "I only know about this, the Russian satellite station." The young man's voice trembled a little. He knew that he might face greater danger after saying this, but at this moment he had no choice.

Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Pavel brought Peterrenko to the basement. The basement was dim and damp, filled with an old atmosphere. Artem drove slowly into the underground parking lot. His car made a low roar in the quiet parking lot, breaking the tranquility here.

Pavel looked at Artem getting off the car slowly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face. He said to Artem: "Atem, you are late." Pavel's voice was cold and stern, as if he was blaming a subordinate who had made a mistake.

"Where are you asking me to die?" Artem replied arrogantly to Pavel in Russian, his tone full of anger and dissatisfaction. In his opinion, Pavel's accusations made no sense.

"Don't speak Russian." Pavel said to him even more dissatisfiedly. He seemed to be particularly concerned about Atem's Russian.

"Don't speak Russian, don't speak any more." Artem also retorted to Pavel without any concession, the smell of gunpowder between the two became stronger and stronger.

"You should take her to evacuate safely." Pavel complained to Artem with a slight disappointment and anger in his eyes.

Artem also put his hands in his pockets and replied, "I want to do this." Artem's attitude was still tough, and he didn't think he was at fault.

"I've been dealing with the British military, doing all my life's chores, assassinations. Odessa, Kiev, the Black Sea Holocaust, I know you can evacuate safely because you're good at your own work. Before this regime forces us to give up everything about ourselves, we must be very good at our own work, but he betrayed us and threw us aside." Pavel said to Atem very angrily, his words full of memories of past experiences and dissatisfaction with the status quo.

"You abandoned me first, and now are you going to give me a speech?" The more Atm listened to Pavel's words, the more angry he felt. He felt that Pavel's words were shirking responsibility and disrespect for him.

Peterrenko felt something was wrong. The two of them became more and more excited as they spoke, and they were full of gunpowder. She quickly patted Artem on the shoulder and said, "Atem, are you ready?" She tried to ease the tension and calm the two of them down.

"Then let's go out now!" Atem replied with the opportunity. He didn't want to argue with Pavel anymore, he just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Pavel then pinched Artem's face and left, his movement was full of provocation and insults. Seeing Pavel treating him so arrogantly, the anger in his heart was ignited again. He warned Pavel: "You must remember that we are working with you, not working for you." Artem's eyes revealed firmness and anger, and he would never allow Pavel to despise him like this.

Then the three of them all got on the car in a hurry. The vehicles slowly drove out of the underground parking lot and disappeared into the night, while their destination and the dangers they were about to face were still unknown. In this world full of conspiracy and danger, their fate was like duckweed in the wind, floating around.

After obtaining Xiaoniao's information about the Russian satellite station, Kechuan and others did not relax their vigilance. They knew very well that this was just the tip of the iceberg, and there was a bigger conspiracy behind it. Long Zhan began to carefully analyze Xiaoniao's words, trying to find more clues. He paced back and forth in the room, and various possibilities kept popping up in his mind. "What the hell are they doing at the Russian satellite station?" Long Zhan said to himself, a hint of doubt and determination revealed in his eyes.

Nuowen began to collect information about Russian satellite stations. She sat in front of the computer and her fingers typing quickly on the keyboard. Various information kept flashing on the screen, and she tried to find useful clues from these massive data. "Have there been any abnormal activities in this satellite station recently?" Nuowen was thinking while searching for relevant information in various databases.

Shakova and Chetri were responsible for conducting a deeper interrogation of the youngster. They hoped to get more details about the Russian plan from the youngster. "You'd better explain honestly, otherwise you know the consequences." Shakova said to the youngster coldly, with a deterrent force in her eyes. Although the youngster was afraid, he was still a little stubborn. He lowered his head and remained silent.

Kechuan was communicating with his superiors to report the current situation. "We have obtained some information about the Russian satellite station, but further investigation is needed." Kechuan said to the phone, his voice full of responsibility. The superiors expressed their affirmation of their work and asked them to find out the truth as soon as possible to prevent possible dangers.

at the same time.

Pavel, Artem and Peterrenko were in the car driving, and the atmosphere was still very tense. Pavel was sitting in the passenger seat, staring at the front without saying a word.
Chapter completed!