Chapter 1741

15.

The United States.

The G20 summit is over.

Two days.

There are still some achievements, that is, we have jointly decided to take strong measures to deal with the crisis. As it is an informal meeting, will we do it or not... It's all in conscience!

Cough, cough.

I'm kidding.

Of course, we have to do it, but there are different ways.

The United States prints money.

The EU is ready to wait and see.

As for Huaxia.

We have adopted the quantitative easing policy and launched the three trillion yuan plan. Generally speaking, emerging market countries are facing the test. Of course, some of them are salty fish and can do it.

After all.

The heart is more than the strength.

Among them.

The biggest controversy is the zero money policy. The United States is throwing money to save financial institutions and financial markets, while zero money is throwing money to the real economy or the world.

Be independent.

So.

It was brought out by experts from all over the world.

There is support.

There are objections.

There is neutrality.

However, it is undeniable that it is effective, but opponents believe that the influx of a large number of Asian dollars into the international market will create more and more currency risks, and then trigger a new round of crisis.

However.

Supporters believe that with the size of the Asian dollar, there is no global financial crisis, only the US dollar and the euro are still possible, and they think it is very helpful for the short-term economic recovery.

After all.

The Asian dollar is still in value.

How much.

We can create several times more trade volume and feed a lot of people. All kinds of economic data will start to turn around. Of course, these people are just shouting. Anyway, zero will not listen to them.

It's a stalemate.

All in all.

Don't find something to pull, how to brush the sense of existence!

。。。

Eighty kilometers north of Washington.

Ford manor.

Old and young are playing golf and talking.

"How much?"

"At least ten waves."

"Not bad."

"A little bit less."

"That's natural. There are many people who are interested in it, but there are more people who have self-knowledge. A cake that everyone wants to grab is not so easy. Only two kinds of people will take part in the action against zero."

"First, he is not afraid of death. Second, we have strength, or we think we have strength. "

"Kovaro doesn't seem to be here."

"Is it?"

"Well, I'm not sure, or it's hidden."

"That's right. Kovaro needs to do it. You don't have to know that it's possible only after success. Don't forget, kovaro is also the largest intelligence partner of CIA at home and abroad."

"It wants to hide things. It can't find out without a little effort."

"Yes, too."

Kovaro.

They acquiesced in their existence and did all kinds of dirty work. Now they are growing stronger and stronger. A considerable number of CIA intelligence personnel overseas are from kovaro. Outsiders call them the second CIA.

I have to admit it.

It's a terrifying existence.

Of course.

For people below their class, as a common supporter, kovaro, the big dog he raised together, has been obedient and easy to use for so many years.

"I have a worry." Suddenly, the young man said.

"What?"

"What should we do if we don't die?"

Wen Yan.

The old man's ravine face squeezed deeper, it was laughing.

"What do you think is the probability that he will survive?"

"Zero, as it is called."

"Yes, this game, he will die, there is no hope of life." The old man was sure that the chess played by so many of them used a big dark card and a backup method.

Want to live?

It's almost impossible.

And then again.

There are also a lot of killers around, trying to pounce on food, and they may not even be able to do it.

"But what if?"

"Just in case."

Murmured the old man.

"If he can survive, it will be another miracle. What we have to do is to find out who made the miracle. The last thing, so far, has no result."

That revenge.

Fierce.

Hard.

Come on.

It's hard for them to do that. After years of hard investigation, Mao didn't find a single one. In the end, he can only hope that his second shot will leave them any flaws.

That kind of means.

The truth.They were all a little scared.

"You mean."

The young man was surprised,

"well, if he can get to the airport safely and the process is unexpected, it means that the force has taken action again. This time, we must find it out, otherwise we can't sleep."

Last time.

Eight underground Force leaders pay.

The three killers organized their efforts.

What happened?

Eight people died.

The three killer organizations were removed from the list, and none of their children were left behind. Then they disappeared. Of course, this method was within their consideration, and finally they hesitated again and again before they decided to do it.

We also want face.

With this.

Maybe we can hang out the existence of that hand.

So.

For zero.

The second purpose is to see if they can force out the person who did it last time. They really don't like the unknown. They are used to controlling everything. They don't allow such a bull pen person to wander out of sight.

"I see."

"Pay close attention."

"Yes."

。。。

Shanghai stock market.

Villa.

"Want to fish?"

Tang Qing smiles.

On the whole, it's a good strategy. If zero dies, everything will continue. If zero doesn't die, when he arrives at the airport, it can lead to the executors of the last time. In the end, plus the successors, they will win.

It's a pity.

I want to fish.

First of all, you have to have a good fishing rod, a strong fishing line, and a fisherman who has the ability to catch the rod. When you have the bait, you also have the other three items. The only variable is the size of the fish.

That's what they didn't count.

Want to fish?

Yes.

It depends on your strength.

I'm the big fish. In an instant, a panoramic view of Washington appeared in front of us, in which the dots were marked, either near zero or on the way to the airport.

Red.

They want to do it.

Purple.

For those who want to fish.

"Action."

"Yes."

。。

In the evening.

Night began to envelop the city.

Hotel.

Miao Ye is packing his bags and going back. These two days have been calm, but he always has a strange feeling, but he can't tell what's wrong. He can only treat it as his own illusion.

"Let's go."

"Good."

Keep up with zero.

A group of people go downstairs, gather around them and leave the hotel where they stayed for two days. What Miao Ye doesn't know is that in the first room around the corner on the second floor, a man is fainting on the carpet.

Back kitchen.

Utility room.

There lies a westerner dressed as a cook.

First floor.

At the top of the corner of the hall, in the ventilation pipe, there was a small figure.

Not moving.

The breath is weak.

Next to you.

It's a device with poison needles. If you scratch the skin, you will die. The meeting was held two days ago, and the killers also took care of the host's face, but after the summit, it was unnecessary.

If zero gets on the plane.

No more opportunities.

Get out of the hotel.

"Hiss!"

It's cold.

Miao Ye wrapped his collar. In Washington, it's almost snowy season, and the cold wind is biting. He hurried to catch up with zero and get on the bus. However, he almost died several times in the past few seconds.