"If it weren't for the recent typhoon, I would recommend you to go to Mount Monserrate. From my personal point of view, it is probably the most beautiful place in Bogota. I went there at about this time last year. Standing on Mount Monserrate and overlooking the city, no matter how many times I look, I feel small. There is a church at the top of the hill, and in it there is a statue of the Crucified Christ. It is said that many miracles have taken place there … "Sitting in the limousine, the Colombian President vividly described the beauty of the city to him, and he could not help but praise it to the sky.
Zhang Yaping, who sat across from him, wanted to tell him that if he was willing to take the time to come to Xin and overlook the city from the space elevator, he might have a deeper understanding of how small he was.
"Really? If the weather clears up, I will consider going. "
With a forced smile, Zhang Yaping's eyes kept searching the street outside the window.
He didn't know if he was being overly sensitive, but he always felt like a masked man would jump out from the crowd and shoot at him with an AK-47 or an RPG-7. He didn't even hear what Mr. Juan said after that.
"Mr. Zhang?" Juan looked at Zhang Yaping with confusion as he called his name.
After Zhang Yaping regained his senses, he retracted his gaze from the window and coughed apologetically.
"Sorry, where were we?"
"The loan of 50 billion Xin New dollars." Juan didn't care about Zhang Yaping's rudeness. He looked at him with bright eyes and said, "Although we will not make concessions on national security issues, if Future Bank is willing to invest in infrastructure construction in Colombia, we are willing to carry out more cooperation in high-tech areas that you are good at, such as … maglev roads."
When Zhang Yaping heard this sentence, he curled his lips in his mind.
Want to introduce maglev roads?
Haha.
Just as he said this sentence, there were still representatives of countless countries lined up in front of Future Group.
After he casually responded to Juan, Zhang Yaping's eyes once again drifted to the rainy street outside the window.
Just then, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
For some reason, he felt an inexplicable feeling of being monitored.
It was as if a pair of eyes were peeping at him in the dark …
…
In a barbecue shop on the street, Andrew, who was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He reached out his hand to press on his headset and said softly.
"The third car, on the left."
Sakai, who was sitting across from him, put down the menu and looked at the street not far away. Her right hand casually touched the black fishing rod bag beside the table.
Noticing Sakai's action, Andrew smiled gently and said softly.
"Don't worry. Leave it to Garek."
Sakai let go of her hand that was holding the fishing rod bag and shrugged.
"Just in case."
The convoy of the Xin delegation quickly entered the street next to them, and the smile on Andrew's face became even brighter.
According to the battle plan formulated yesterday, when the Xin president's vehicle passed the fourth street light, Jerak, who was lurking on the clock tower, would pull the trigger. Then they could find a place to hide, open champagne and watch TV, wait for the body of the CIB agent to be discovered by Ghost Agents, and wait for the furious Xin to declare war on the UA …
Of course, Xin could also choose to endure.
However, based on their usual style, the possibility was almost zero.
When the third limousine passed the fourth street light, Andrew's smile froze on his face, and he suddenly looked in the direction of the clock tower.
"Impossible … Garek didn't reach the sniping position? How is this possible? "
Andrew's pupils flashed with disbelief. His eyes widened as he watched the convoy of the Xin delegation continue to move forward.
"It seems that Garek ran away." Sakai grabbed the fishing rod bag, pushed the chair away, stood up, pulled up the hood of her coat, and looked at the convoy with a hint of coldness in her eyes. "Activate the backup plan."
"I'll leave it to you." Andrew's expression didn't look too good.
Garek's retreat at this critical juncture was undoubtedly a heavy blow to their plan.
But fortunately, he still had a backup plan, so the entire operation wouldn't fail. However, if Sakai did it, it wouldn't be so easy to deceive the eyes of the Ghost Agents and frame the murder on the CIB.
This guy can't do anything right!
Andrew cursed the UA mercenary 10,000 times in his mind, and he made up his mind. After everything is over, he must capture the guy who betrayed the organization, and then use the cruelest way to make him regret his betrayal.
"Mhmm."
Without any nonsense, Sakai threw the fishing rod bag behind her and chased in the direction of the convoy.
Looking at Sakai disappear into the crowd, Andrew took a deep breath, and his dry eyelids slowly closed. A huge spiritual power instantly spread around, spanning five streets, and weaved a huge spiritual network in the entire area.
Under this large net, the spiritual entities were like mosquitoes that fell into a spider web, and no one could escape. The horror of spiritual ability users was that the attacked couldn't even tell where the attack came from.
Soon, Andrew's consciousness locked onto the driver of the car where Zhang Yaping was, and his huge spiritual power rushed over like a tide.
The driver who was driving felt dizzy, and his hands and feet were out of control. While he turned the steering wheel, he stepped on the gas pedal.
"Fu * k, what are you doing!"
The bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat reached out and wanted to control the out-of-control driver next to him. However, the next second, his brain seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and he fainted.
The out-of-control limousine rushed directly out of the convoy of visitors and crashed into the crowd on both sides of the street.
Because of the heavy rain, the umbrellas above people's heads blocked people's sight. When the car crashed, the pedestrians walking on the inner side of the street didn't react to what happened, and they were hit by the out-of-control car.
A shocking bloodstain was left on the ground. The out-of-control car smashed the window, plunged into the supermarket on the side of the road, and knocked down several rows of shelves before stopping.
Screams came one after another, and the frightened crowd fled in all directions. The street was chaotic. People who didn't know thought there was another terrorist attack, and they ran with the panicked crowd.
It was not just the president's car.
There were a total of five cars, and the drivers of each car rolled their eyes as if they were on drugs. They stepped on the gas pedal to the limit and rampaged on the street, making the already chaotic scene even more chaotic.
The door of the car that first crashed into the supermarket opened, and a man with blood all over his face struggled to climb out of the car.
"What the hell …"
Juan climbed up from the floor full of glass shards, and his face was full of horror. He looked back at the unconscious Zhang Yaping, gritted his teeth, and took out his phone from his pocket.
However, just as he was about to call the sheriff of Bogota, his eyes met the black muzzle of a gun.
Screech —
There was a short and soft sound, and the muzzle with a silencer sprayed fire.
The phone fell to the ground, and Juan lay back on the floor covered with glass shards. Blood oozed from his forehead, soaking the horror frozen on his face.
Sakai stepped over Juan's body and looked at the unconscious target sitting in the car. The corners of her mouth under the hood gradually formed a sneer.
She raised the muzzle, aimed at Zhang Yaping's head, and was about to pull the trigger.
However, at this moment, the sound of something tearing through the air came from her side ….
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