Before leaving, Jiang Chen said goodbye to Loki, then left the St. Regis Hotel and drove to the Xin Embassy. On the way, Jiang Chen received a call from Ayesha and listened to her report on the situation in Syria.
"… with the cooperation of Russian fighters, we and the Syrian government forces have successfully surrounded the IS armed forces in the Mayadin area. Iraq has sent troops to the border to prevent IS forces from retreating to the border. This war should be over soon. "
"Very good, inform Yerif to prepare to take over this force," Jiang Chen said.
"Okay." Ayesha nodded.
Without the support of North American arms dealers, the kingdom of terror established by IS was already on the verge of collapse. Even without Celestial Trade's armed assistance to Syria, these thugs wouldn't last long.
Civilization would eventually triumph over barbarism. History had proven it countless times.
What really concerned Jiang Chen now was the situation in Saudi Arabia.
The king's health was deteriorating. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before Yerif stepped onto the political stage of the Middle East as the king. As a reformist who supported secularization, Yerif needed an army to complete his plan. And Jiang Chen was also happy to see a more enlightened Middle East, which was beneficial to Celestial Trade's global policy, so he promised to provide military assistance to Yerif after solving the Syrian problem.
"Putting the Middle East aside, have you found Rockefeller's whereabouts?" Jiang Chen asked.
"There are two clues, one leads to South Africa, and the other leads to Canada. He is much more cautious than Morgan. Long before the Trident missile was launched, he had already left the country through JFK Airport. There are two flights that we've tracked. " After a pause, Ayesha continued, "We have sent Ghost to Canada and South Africa … By the way, some time ago, Monica was in Europe and tracked Rockefeller's secret account in the Bank of France, which resulted in an abnormal flow of more than 50 million euros."
"Can you trace where the money went?" Jiang Chen asked.
"An account in Chase Bank. The ID has been sent to your email. The name of the account holder is Eris Ben, from Wyoming, the owner of the Ocean Lake military factory. According to the armistice treaty, the military factory has been shut down a week ago, "Ayesha said.
"Send someone to seize his factory and arrest him for interrogation," Jiang Chen said.
"Yes." Ayesha nodded.
"That's all for now … Oh, one more thing." Just as he was about to hang up, he suddenly remembered something and stopped Ayesha.
"Anything else?" Ayesha asked softly.
"En, about those terrorists …"
After a pause, Jiang Chen continued.
"Tell my exact words to the frontline commander. Tell him that there's no need to keep him alive. The Geneva Convention doesn't apply to animals. I don't have anything to ask. White phosphorous bombs, incendiary bombs, thermobaric bombs … He would use whatever came quickly. The sooner he could finish the fight, the sooner he could finish it. If they want to go to heaven, then we will give them a hand. If they like explosions, then let's blow them all up. "
"Leave no one alive!"
She paused for a moment before a hint of gratitude appeared in her sapphire eyes. Ayesha's expression turned stern as she stood up straight. Her voice was firm and forceful.
"Yes!"
Her parents died tragically in the hands of the heretics. If she didn't meet Jiang Chen in the desert, perhaps her best fate would be to escape to a Turkish refugee camp and be available for purchase at a marked price. Although she had long given up the faith that never redeemed her and tried to avoid that memory, as Jiang Chen once said, she never truly let go of that knot in her heart …
She never truly let go of that blood feud.
If those sinners surrendered and accepted the trial of the International Court of Justice in accordance with the normal procedure, except for a few who would be sent to the gallows, there would probably be many "innocent" people who would escape and be forgiven by the high and mighty judge with the kindness of being kidnapped. Just like how civilization would eventually forgive barbarism.
However, only those who truly experienced that hell knew.
From the moment they picked up the butcher's knife, no one should be forgiven, no one was innocent …
With a load off his mind, Jiang Chen felt a lot more relaxed.
After he hung up the phone, he swiped his finger across the screen and clicked on a folder. Inside were photos from when he first met Ayesha. That was the summer of six years ago. At that time, she was very skinny, just a little older than Yao Yao. She had a head of dark brown hair and azure eyes. She was wearing a new dress that she had never seen before. She stood there nervously, pinching the hem of her dress, like a doll that had just begun to grow …
"Thinking about it, I really miss it."
Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile, swiped his finger at the holographic screen, and put away the photos.
Ayesha grew up, and he didn't seem to be young anymore.
In a few years, he would be thirty years old, the golden age to take the DNA telomere extension drug. Conservatively speaking, he still had a few hundred years to go. With so many people who loved him, he wouldn't be lonely on this road.
Jiang Chen opened the mailbox, wrote an email, and sent it to Otto Garcia, the father of Leslie Garcia, the chairman of Chase Bank.
The content of the email was very simple.
[Freeze an account for me, ID: …]
In less than half a minute, he received a reply.
The reply was only two letters.
[OK]
"What happened in front? It seems to be a car accident. "The bodyguard in the driver's seat answered Jiang Chen's question and looked around vigilantly. The one in the passenger seat had already put his hand into his pocket and held the Type-11 pistol hidden inside, just in case.
It wasn't that they noticed anything, but any unexpected situation was within their alert range. No one could guarantee that this car accident was not intended to force them to stop. The Ghost Agents were probably already on the move, and it wouldn't be long before they figured out what happened.
However, at this time, Jiang Chen, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly yawned and grinned. As if he was talking to himself, he said lazily.
"I originally thought that there wouldn't be so many annoying little mice on this trip. It seems that some people still don't want me to stop."
Speaking of which, the UA still didn't seem to know who the Iron Man was in the attack in Los Santos the year before last.
Perhaps it was time to let the people of the world see that in addition to being the chairman, he had another identity.
Although his bodyguards didn't notice anything.
But Jiang Chen already sensed a murderous intent approaching him step by step.
This was the ability bestowed upon him by his bloodline ever since he unlocked the first layer of the genetic code. After going through countless experiences in both the modern world and the apocalypse, his intuition was strengthened. Even though he hadn't fought for a long time, he was still familiar with this ability.
It's hard to explain with science.
In short, it was similar to the intuition of a wild beast!
He reached under the seat and entered his birthday. With a click, a red button popped up. Raising his head to look at the opposite side of the street, the corners of his mouth curled into a playful smile. Without any hesitation, he pressed that button …
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