Chapter 160： :mouse

The outskirts of Kyiv.

The cold wind in November is accompanied by cool shade, which is bitingly cold.

Several Tiger Benz stopped in the woods. Under the light of night, a dozen people could be seen scattered, looking around vigilantly, and a Ferrari sports car was parked in the circle. Robert was sitting in the driver's seat, tilted Head, bruised face, and death spots starting to appear on the neck, while several employees were pouring gasoline into the car.

"Boss, it's getting late." The little angel looked at Tang Dao standing upright, and said softly, smelling some wine on his nose, and glanced at him holding a bottle of liquor in his right hand from the corner of his eye.

Tang Dao squinted his eyes, the cheekbones on both sides were flushed, he took out a lighter from his pocket, swiped his thumb, the lighter teeth made a very crisp sound, and with a flick of his wrist, the guy threw it towards the Ferrari, just as soon as it was contaminated Put gasoline on it, and it will burn in an instant!

The fire illuminated half of his face. He held his head up and took a sip of liquor. The liquid slipped past the corner of his eyes, and the half-kiloton of liquor was all dulled. It was a little hot, and he pushed the empty bottle to the ground hard. Smash, lips moved slightly, "Bring that woman up."

Mist nodded, walked to the back seat of a tiger, and opened the door. Yulia was tied up, with black tape on her mouth. At this time, her face was full of tears, and her throat kept humming. He was dragged out of the car by Mist and dragged over abruptly.

The skirt was full of dirt. She was wearing it to wait for Robert, but now she saw it like this again, with her head on the ground, crying, and howling heart-piercingly.

"You don't have to hate me." Tang Dao said, "This society is like this, just like Biao (BIAO), the only ones who like her and are happy are her P customers, like us are just ordinary people who want to live Don't blame me, people, you have different positions." After he said this, he took a deep look at the burning flames, turned around and left, and the employee next to him put his coat on and protected him into the car.

"Don't worry, someone will come down to accompany you in a few days." Mist said, straightened up, pulled out his pistol, and shot several times at Yulia's chest. The whole skirt was like a flower blooming on the chest, full of relief and freedom, her eyelids were closed heavily, and in the darkness, she saw Robert standing in the light and waving.

Meister and several employees cleaned up the mess, and put Robert's ashes in a can.

"Boss, everything has been resolved, but there is still a small one in the trunk." Mister walked over and said half of the sentence.

"This world is too painful. What else should I save but pain? Send him to God. **** likes children."

Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots!

Keeping it is always a curse.

The Mossad fight is also adhering to: Even if you sit down, the whole family will be hacked to death!

What's more, what about Tang Dao who specializes in black business?

This business didn't welcome Madonna from the beginning, who hangs around satan and **** wealth from sin, if you have a conscience, how long can you live? As the eighteenth-century French Enlightenment thinker Holbach said, interest is all motivation for human action, and it is also something necessary for happiness.

Tang Dao was just looking for happiness for himself. It was more like a kind of psychological self-comfort. He leaned back slightly, "Let's go back to the hotel." He was still holding Yulia's information sheet .

Her original name was Amelia Yulia!

Moreover, she is not actually an official employee of the CIA, but a non-staff member, so she doesn't have much pension after she dies.

In order to give this bear a good ride, Uncle Sam bought a lot of people with money or so-called green cards to help them collect intelligence. Yulia has served the CIA for nearly 7 years. She is a senior leader, and this time they approached Robert. Missions, for which all encounters and surprises are nothing but pre-determined plans.

How can there be so many coincidences in life, the most are calculations.

But being targeted by this method made Tang Dao feel very upset. Did the gang of Ying Jiang really regard Kyiv as their own territory?

"Dig out these bugs, even if you dig three feet in Kyiv, you still have to find them." Tang Dao poked his finger at the document and gritted his teeth. Looking in the mirror, although the boss lowered his head, his face was serious.

Something big is going to happen again.

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The next day, the sun finally came to Kyiv, which melted the snow outside, and the streets were full of water. The city government dismissed the cleaners a long time ago, and they couldn’t pay wages. The unmaintained city is full of stench The smell, the **** and sewage pouring up from the sewers makes it impossible to look directly at, and passers-by often slip and fall on their backs.

"Damn the weather." Mister walked into the hotel with two employees half-opened to stabilize their balance. As soon as they entered, they complained. The smell outside is too strong. Asmara must be here. To a certain extent, it is cleaner than here. Just when he was about to close the door, an Audi car parked outside very slowly, and one person opened the door and shouted, "Mr. Mister."

"Huh? You are?" Looking at the man in front of him who looked like a dumpling wrapped in a coat, Mister didn't recognize him.

"I'm Medevichuk, I've seen your picture, hahaha."

This old fried dough stick is familiar with himself, and he is not afraid of admitting the wrong person.

"I have an appointment with Nicholas, and I'll come to see him." The Ukrainian's smiling face blossomed, he let out a sigh of relief after speaking, rubbed the soles of his shoes on the blanket at the door a few times, and stretched out his hand, "There are three more Minutes, almost late, this road is really difficult to drive, huh? Where is Mr. Robert?"

Mister had heard of the name Medevichuk before.

After all, the boss has an inseparable relationship with him, and he is also one of the company's important suppliers. If it is a guest, Mist reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "Mr. Robert is on a business trip, have you made an appointment with the boss? OK, come up with us."

"You wait for me outside." The latter said to the driver.

"Okay, General."

As soon as Medevichuk turned his head, the smile was put on his face again, looking very humble. He is here to beg for help, of course he must have an attitude, but this appearance makes Mister very disdainful, the dignified Ukrainian general This appearance is worse than Aidid in Somalia, very cowardly!

This can be seen even more in his performance after meeting Tang Dao.

"Oh, Mr. Nicholas, long time no see, I miss you every day in Ukraine." With this exaggerated facial expression, I wanted to rush over for a hug was stopped by Tang Dao's outstretched hand, smiled and patted He patted him on the shoulder, "General, I miss you very much too. I could hear the magpies calling at the door, so I knew something good was going to happen. You're here."

Magpies?

Several employees looked out the window, will there be magpies in this weather?

Asking the other party to sit down, Tang Dao crossed his legs, "You told me on the phone, there is something important to tell me?"

Medevichuk's expression turned serious, "We've already found out who was targeting the Kyiv hotel bombing and monitoring you. It's the CIA." After he finished speaking, he looked up to see the other party's expression, but he was disappointed. Yes, Tang Dao was very calm, and he spread his right hand to signal him to continue.

"And, most importantly, when we were watching the CIA, we found another group of people who are also watching you."

Anyone else?

Tang Dao raised his eyebrows, "Who!"

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