Chapter 23

With cross Gibson, the super killer, the next step is to connect with the CIA.

It's much easier to find than cross, the cold faced killer. Before, in the police station, the CIA's nobodie left a contact information for May.

After a brief communication, Jordan asked nobodie to meet him in a cafe near the Hudson River.

The cafe is located in the Manhattan Area, near wall street.

Even the craziest criminals dare not make trouble in this area. Every ten minutes, there are patrolmen.

This is also a safety consideration. The CIA has never been a good bird.

Near the appointed time, a middle-aged man in a suit, with a heavy face, but always with a wild smile, walked into the restaurant.

This is an unruly man.

The first time he saw this man, there was an instinctive intuition in his heart.

"Your Excellency is the famous judge of justice, Mr. Jovovich?"

"Sit down, Mr. nobodie. I've ordered you a cup of coffee, but I don't know if it's to your taste."

"Well, I'm always picky about what kind of food I like."

"Spider flavor, do you like it?"

All the words, are the point to the end, the two sides meet, a few words of confrontation, soon quiet down.

The old God of Jordan is drinking coffee, while narobodi has passed on some information with a few quiet little actions.

There's no doubt about the importance of spider serum. It's even enough for the CIA to give up a part of its staff to fight in downtown Manhattan.

After the information was passed on, norbodi said, "Mr. Jovovich, I like spider coffee very much, but..."

Jordan directly interrupted the other party's words, said: "you're procrastinating. The secret operation forces should have surrounded us, right?"

With Jordan's words, outside the coffee shop, in several directions, a dozen or so people's shadows suddenly fell to the ground.

With a whoosh, there were two small holes in the glass window of the coffee shop, and two CIA undercover agents who were drinking coffee were also directly on the table.

"Mike was shot..."

"Chris was shot..."

"There's an ambush, the trajectory can't be analyzed..."

Nobodie's face changed greatly, and there were shouts of surprise in his ears.

But at this time, Jordan is very calm in front of the end of the coffee, smilingly said: "surprise? Are you surprised? "

Two top assassins from the assassin's Guild escorted us to deal with some undercover agents of the CIA. It's too simple.

Jordan's smile is light, and opposite nobodie's face is black.

In the eyes of two top killers, Cassian and cross, the staffing and layout of CIA are as simple as a child's house.

After the shock, nobodie's face soon regained the same smile as before, and said, "good idea, Mr. Jovovich. I'm not only invited out for coffee and demonstration this time, right?"

After all, he is also an old secret agent. Even though he is already flustered, he is still calm.

Laoyinbi!

In a calm mood, Jordani laughed and said, "CIA's reputation is not very good. I can only make complaints about it for the sake of peace."

Face to face, nobodie is not happy, but also dare not say anything.

After a pause, nobodie said: "anyone with strength is worthy of respect, Mr. Jovovich. Now, what do you want to talk about?"

Jordan took out a bottle of lavender medicine and said, "this is what I got in the abandoned underground passage of 92nd street. It's not easy to drink. I can give it to you."

Jordan has actually remembered a lot about this spider potion.

For example, the last thing not written in Richard's diary was that spider potion did succeed, but it was made of Richard's own DNA, and no one else could use it.

Think of it, Richard is also an old Yinbi, dying also want to pit himself.

Fortunately, I have a plot to hang. This useless spider potion is suitable for the CIA.

Nobodie stares at the Potion on the table and says, "what does the CIA need to pay?"

There is no white pie in the sky. As an experienced nobodie, he can live to the present and become the director of nowhere by being cautious and bold.

What you get, you need to pay.

The strength of Jordan has been enough for norboddy to take seriously.

"First, the safety of Peter and may needs to be guaranteed. I don't want anyone to disturb their lives," he said; Second, Osborne's troubles need to be taken over by your CIA, and I hate trouble very much. "

Nobodie took the medicine directly and said, "yes! But Richard's secret laboratory is missing a computer hard disk. What's Mr. Jovovich's plan? "

Jordan laughed and said, "it's about another deal. I believe the CIA is also interested in the assassin's guild, isn't it?"

Nobodie's face froze, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, nobodi Fang said, "do you want the idea of Assassin's guild?"

Jordan leaned back on his chair and said, "I hate these guys. They want to kill me and I want to live in New York, so I think it's better for these guys to die, right?"

Nobodie said solemnly, "these people are hard to deal with. They are too mysterious and powerful, and there are big people protecting them."

Jordan took out a drawing again and said, "Brooklyn textile mill 72, I believe it's not a problem to blockade this block for a period of time with the power of the CIA?"

"As for bigwigs, is there anyone bigger than the CIA?"

Nobodi thought quickly about the pros and cons, and finally said: "I want the formula of the strength source of the mutual aid association!"

Jordan laughed and said, "whatever you want, you need the CIA to take it. We'd better rely on our own means, don't you think?"

Nobodie nodded, took the coffee off the table and said, "happy cooperation!"

We will work together.

Both sides are on guard, so it's better to act separately. In this process, how much ability do you have and how much benefit do you get.

As for the computer hard disk, it is an insurance measure of Jordan.

Once all the benefits are given out at this time, the CIA will turn over and pit itself again, which is not so wonderful.

The two sides discussed some details in the coffee shop, and saw that the agents who were knocked out by the anesthetic bomb tended to wake up. Jordan got up quickly and was ready to walk outside.

Just as Jordan came to the door, an agent on the ground suddenly grabbed Jordan's ankle.

"You... Don't go, I'll kill you..."

The soft agent struggled, smacking Jordan on the knee.

Jordan took a look, eh, isn't this John Smith.

Old embarrassed, Jordan thought, put aside John, picked up next to a green hat, covered each other's face.

"Man, you'd better have a good sleep!"