Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of an express hotel, a man in a black suit held a pair of binoculars in his hand and coldly overlooked the street with black smoke. When he saw the "Iron Man" step out of the trunk of the Luer sedan, his pupils contracted slightly.
He gently put the binoculars on the table, took out the satellite phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.
Soon, the phone went through. Without any small talk, he said concisely.
"The operation failed …"
"Failed? How is it possible — "
"We miscalculated. I didn't expect the 'Iron Man' himself to be Jiang Chen …"
"Iron Man?" Sitting in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, Rockefeller, who was holding a glass of expensive red wine in his hand, was taken aback. He subconsciously asked, "Which Iron Man …"
Just halfway through his sentence, Rockefeller reacted.
He suddenly remembered the year before last, Rothschild united with the Jewish Consortium in North America and planned a murder against Jiang Chen and diplomats of Xin. They also involved the CIB director in an attempt to provoke a war between the two countries.
The attack was regarded as the fuse of the conflict between Celestial Trade and the Freemasonry, and it also contributed to the UA authorities taking action against the Jewish Consortium. At that time, everyone was guessing who the Iron Man was, including Rockefeller and Morgan. They were also trying to figure this out, but until now, there were still no clues.
"I didn't expect it to be him …"
There was a hint of bitterness in Rockefeller's smile.
They had long speculated that the Iron Warrior who often appeared near Jiang Chen was likely to be a super soldier trained by Celestial Trade, or it was simply an AI. However, the reality was completely beyond their expectations. The Iron Warrior turned out to be Jiang Chen himself.
It could only be said that he hid it too well.
"Yes …" The man in black gulped and nodded with difficulty. "This is our dereliction of duty."
They were a special intelligence force trained by Rockefeller, mainly composed of former FBA agents or soldiers from the UA Overseas Force Intelligence Division. This was also where Rockefeller excelled. Although he was slightly inferior to Morgan in capital management, he was better than the "Emperor of Wall Street" in other aspects.
Becoming the second Rothschild was his ultimate goal.
After a pause, Rockefeller slowly said.
"I heard that Celestial Trade has something called Truth Serum."
"That's right. It was said that it first appeared in the civil war in Ukraine." The man in black nodded.
"The Resistance Army has already lost. Go into hiding for the time being. Get Kayn Jay to leave Colorado and wait for me in Australia." After a pause, Rockefeller continued, "I have something to discuss with him. Ask him to meet me in Melbourne."
Canada was no longer safe. If Jiang Chen was assassinated, he could stay here until the situation in the UA stabilized and return to clean up the mess. But now, getting rid of this guy through a sneak attack had become an unrealistic idea.
Rockefeller had never imagined that this fellow's strength was not only due to the capital and power he had in his hands, but also his own combat strength.
"Alright."
The man in black answered succinctly and quickly hung up the phone.
At this moment, the sound of a rope snapping came from the door.
Almost subconsciously, the man in black quickly threw away the satellite phone in his hand and put his hand into his pocket.
However, before he took out the gun, a gust of wind slammed into his face. He reflexively raised his hand, and the man in black dodged to the side at the same time. However, he was still kicked by the whip leg and crashed into the two rows of sofas in the living room before stopping.
"I don't usually hit women." Standing up from the ground, the man in black looked at the "ghost" that appeared in the air. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned, and put his hands into a boxing posture. "Tell me your name."
"Bernice, I happened to pass by here. It's useless for you to know." Bernice shrugged, and there was no trace of playfulness on her face. There was only indifference like she was facing a dead person, and a hint of murderous intent drifted out along with the coldness …
"Bernice?" The muscles at the corner of the man in black's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was smiling. The muscles all over his body seemed to be moving and violently expanded. "Jorson, you can remember him. He will be unforgettable for the rest of your life."
At the same time, the expanding fist, accompanied by a roar and the sound of air breaking, smashed in the direction of Bernice.
However, the fist didn't land on Bernice. Instead, it seemed to hit the air, creating a layer of white ripples. Halson's pupils contracted slightly, but before he could figure out what was going on, a huge force hit his abdomen and chin one after another.
With a mouthful of blood, the 1.8 meter tall man was thrown out, slammed into the wall, slid to the ground, and no longer moved.
"It's just a hidden genetic code. I have it too." She shook her hand and dispersed the condensed nitrogen on her fingertips. Bernice looked coldly at the unconscious Jorson on the ground and pouted. "And it's the second level."
…
On the street, the siren rang.
Soon, the New York Police blocked the entire street and assisted the ambulances that arrived later to put the wounded wounded by stray bullets on stretchers. As for Jiang Chen, who stood in the middle of the accident scene, as well as the Celestial Trade soldiers and armored vehicles next to him, no one bothered with them.
For the New York Police, these people were not to be messed with …
"… The target has been captured. He claims to be Jorson, a melee psychic. His ability is probably to increase adrenaline and muscle levels. The satellite phone was found in his room, and the agents of the technical team are tracking the signal source. "
"Good job." He grabbed Carlson's collar like a chick and stuffed the unconscious Carlson into the armored vehicle. Then, he ordered Penny through the communication module on the power armor, "I'll leave the interrogation to you. I have a hunch that not only will we be able to eliminate the rebels in Colorado through this stupid attack, but we will also be able to catch a big fish. "
"I will." Bernice pursed her lips and smiled.
After the communication ended, Jiang Chen looked at Zheng Yufei, the commander of the North American Theater of Operations, who arrived in an SUV and stood next to him.
"I'm sorry that this happened! I will ask all the checkpoints in New York to strengthen the inspection of weapons, arrange for patrols to increase the search, and ensure that — "
Jiang Chen raised his hand and motioned him not to say anything else.
"Don't waste time apologizing to me. If we want to collect all the guns in the hands of the UA, I'm afraid we'll be busy for the rest of our lives. This kind of attack is fine once in a while, but it's annoying to always be behind me. "
Jiang Chen pointed to Carlson in the armored vehicle, the unconscious rebel soldier.
"Give him the truth-telling serum and ask where they are. Then send an orbital airborne brigade to teach them a lesson."
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