Chapter 750: There is a big business (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

Chapter 750: There is a big business (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

Chapter 750 There is a big business (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

 Robert, an extremely devout Catholic, left the cross here with her, which already explained her ending.

Levi threw away the bullet in her hand and searched the room to see if there were any other clues.

It’s not that she has to save Robert, but she can’t stand it if she doesn’t gain anything after working for such a long time.

"Levi, what is this?" Locke shouted. He found a pile of ashes in the wash basin, and a slight warmth came from it.

 Levi came over and tested the temperature with her hands. She had not been gone for long, no more than half an hour.

The woman seemed to have burned something before she left. Levi fiddled with the ashes with her pistol. Well, it seemed that something was not completely burned.

"This is it?" Levi found a photo that had not been completely burned.

Half of the photo was burned and only half of the face was left on the portrait, but for Levi, who had been in Roanapura for many years, he could still recognize the person at a glance.

"Isn't this the security guard at the pier? How could a crazy woman have a photo of him?" Levi said doubtfully.

Locke took it over. He also had an impression of this person. The Black Reef Merchant Guild often used torpedo boats to transport some goods, and he had contact with people on the dock.

This is a European and American, he seems to be around fifty years old. He has no idea why he came to Roanapura, and he has never asked. Many people here are fugitives, and no one will tell others about the past.

It’s just how did Robert get this person’s photo? How could he think that there would be no intersection between these two people.

Levi scratched her hair and asked, "Did the eldest sister give it to her?" Ridgelilei said that Balalaika had also gone to find him.

"What sister? What does this have to do with Balalaika?" Locke asked anxiously after listening to Levi's soliloquy.

"It's nothing. Even Rich Lelei said that the elder sister had also come to him."

A flash of lightning seemed to flash through Locke's mind. At this moment, he finally figured out that Balalaika was using the head maid to eliminate her target.

There is only one reason why Robert would accept her use, and that is because these people are American intelligence agents.

Using the hatred between Robert and these people, he not only dealt with targets that were difficult for him to attack, but also prevented the Moscow Hotel from facing the American intelligence services.

Locke did not know that Balalaika provided asylum to the defector, otherwise he should have thought that the other party did this to create opportunities for the defector to escape.

"Go quickly, maybe we can still catch up. If Robert goes to war with the US military, she and Grucia will never want to return to Venezuela." Locke pulled Levi and ran out of the tunnel, got in the car and drove to the dock.

Although Levi doesn't care much about the life and death of the maid, she thinks this matter is profitable.

"The young master will bear all the expenses, you go ahead and tell him." Grucia trusted Locke very much and would not refuse the price he quoted.

"no problem."

Levi excitedly took out the pistol in the holster under his arm, "Then what are we waiting for?" As he spoke, he took out an old-style mobile phone from his hip pocket, found a number and made a call.

“I don’t know if it’s too late, let’s see if we can find some helpers.”

 …

"Captain, the maid has left her hiding spot." Balalaika's deputy was reporting Roberto's movements to her, and someone had been watching her before.

“I know, let Ali know and let him be ready to evacuate at any time.” Balalaika sighed, and things finally came to this point.

Roberto was a risky move to disrupt the deployment of the U.S. intelligence agencies, and Balalaika didn't know what the final result would be.

After the deputy left, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a long time and looked at the coastline in the distance. "If it were ten years ago, I would never use this method to achieve my goal at the expense of others." ’

She knew very well that no matter whether her goal could be achieved or not, Robert would definitely die this time.

Roanapura's airport occupies a very small area. Its construction dates back to the Second World War. There are no international flights here and there are very few domestic regional flights in Thailand.

At present, the airport is not run by the government at all, but by the Italian mafia.

Several people in the control tower were drinking tea leisurely. Because there is only one normal flight every week, their work is really leisurely.

Compared to this flight that only comes once a week and only a few people take it, there are quite a lot of private planes coming in and out.

These people are of course not here for normal tourism. Some of these wealthy people come here to discuss business, and some also come here to seek excitement.

Roanapura, a paradise for criminals, will of course provide some special services that are not available on the market. Of course, more of them are goods transported by major gangs.

But even so, the work at the airport is quite leisurely, not as busy as the port terminal.

“There shouldn’t be any other visitors today, right?” A young man with glasses walked in, put down the folder in his hand, and took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator.

Several other people were playing cards together, and there were some small denomination banknotes on the table.

“Don’t worry, no one will come again.” One of the middle-aged men with long hair casually played a card and turned to look at the young man. “Fisher, do you want to play a few games?”

The young man held the beer and shook his head, "I would rather go to JACKPOT to watch a striptease than lose all my money to you."

 “Hahaha” the others laughed. This guy is really good at playing cards and loses almost every time.

 No one saw the flash of ridicule in the young man's eyes. In fact, he just glanced at the card game and almost knew what each of these people's cards were.

Picked up the binoculars and scanned the empty airport, feeling a little irritated, thinking, 'Why would a top student who graduated from Harvard stay with these boring scum?'

 He ​​is going to go to the **** soon. At least he can have some fun there. As for the NSA mission, there is not even an airplane here. Can those people grow wings and fly away on their own?

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a reflection seemed to appear at the edge of his vision. He picked up the telescope again and looked at the hillside.

 The glass in front of him shattered, and then he heard a loud noise, and he seemed to be hit by something, \'What? It doesn't seem to hurt much. \'

 He felt himself falling backwards, looking at his lower body, and the last question in his life flashed through his mind, "What is that, a spine?" \'

Others who were playing cards saw Fisher being cut in half by something, with internal organs and blood spurting out everywhere in the room. They were stunned for a moment, and then they all burst into screams.

There were snipers, and they were using large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifles. The long-haired man who just asked Fisher if he could play cards shouted, "Get down!"

It's a pity that no one listened to him. A man ran directly to the door. Another gunshot was heard. Half of the guy's shoulder disappeared from his body, and the minced meat was mixed with blood and was stuck on the wall.

Then immediately after, another person’s head exploded, it really exploded, and half of his face fell in front of him. Of the few people who were playing cards and bragging in the tower just now, only two were left lying on the ground and did not dare to move, even though they were surrounded by blood and broken meat.

"Mom, mom..." Another survivor lay there holding his head and shaking, crying like a child, with a puddle of water spreading between his legs.

The long-haired man pushed him and said, "Stop crying, we need to get out of here quickly." We don't know how many people there are at the moment, but staying here is not the best choice no matter what.

Although the airport is small, there are several security guards besides them, all of whom are members of the Italian Mafia. By now they should have reacted to the sound of gunshots.

The other person looked at him with tears on his face and shook his head in horror.

The long-haired man grabbed the guy's hair fiercely and took out a Glock 17 from his waist, "Hurry up."

Facing the threat, this guy didn't dare to resist. He could only slowly crawl over the bloodstains and various body tissues on the ground, which made him feel nauseated and on the verge of mental collapse.

It felt like a lifetime later, and I finally crawled to the door. The companion who was missing half of his shoulder seemed to be still alive, and there seemed to be a voice coming from his throat, maybe asking for help.

But everyone knew that he was hopeless. Half of his lungs were exposed and the blood on his body was almost drained.

 “Climb quickly,” the long-haired man behind was urging. You should be able to survive if you climb out.

The door was facing the stairs. They didn't dare to stand up at all, so they climbed down until they reached the corner of the stairs. They felt like they had escaped. From this position, the other party could never see them.

The long-haired man calmly took off the debris stained on his body, and took off his coat at the same time. It was covered in blood and was completely unwearable.

"Let's go downstairs and you contact the security guard." There is only one entrance and exit here, and there are no buildings around. If they go out rashly, they are likely to become targets, so they might as well stay here and wait for someone to come to support them.

The long-haired man handed the other party his cell phone. The walkie-talkie was left in the house. In this situation, no one dared to go and get it.

Two people came downstairs. The long-haired man held a gun and carefully observed the outside. At the same time, he urged his companion to call, "Hurry up."

However, this guy was obviously a little frightened. He even dialed two wrong phone numbers, which made the long-haired man really want to shoot him.

But luckily, a security car drove up along the tarmac. The man cried with joy this time, "I'm saved, I'm saved!"

The long-haired man also felt as if he was in another world. He lowered the muzzle of his gun and waved at the car. Then he saw a ball of fire erupting from the car, and a rocket hit it from the side.

Due to inertia, the car drove forward for more than ten meters before stopping. At this time, the long-haired man was still waving.

An off-road vehicle was parked more than fifty meters away from the tower. Robert threw away the RPG-26 rocket launcher that had been launched in his hand expressionlessly, got into the cab and drove towards the tower.

The long-haired man felt desperate for a while. He knew that the other party's next target must be him, but he had absolutely no way to stop it.

I don’t know if the other party wants to take prisoners if we surrender. \'He thought so, then smiled to himself, holding the gun in both hands and preparing to fight. He had already heard the sound of a car approaching.

However, the other party did not seem to intend to play war games with him. Two grenades were accurately thrown into the gate and landed directly at the feet of the two of them.

 “Fuck…”

 Robert looked at the smoke and dust spewing out from the gate, and drove away without caring whether there were any living people inside. She still had a lot to do today.

The news of the attack quickly spread throughout Roanapura, and some businessmen with information channels closed their shops directly.

 They are keenly aware that this attack is different from previous gang fights, and they are all worried about implicating themselves.

The Triads and the Moscow Hotel all kept silent about the incident and did not make any reaction. Even the Italians who ran the airport acted as if nothing had happened.

Of course, the NSA and Langley joint operations team got the news immediately, and photos and videos of the scene have been sent back.

 The death of intelligence officer Fisher has been confirmed. The murderer used an anti-materiel sniper rifle and a rocket launcher, and has been identified as the maid of the Labrese family.

 Ada sat in the corner chewing gum, trying to minimize her presence.

That woman was indeed crazier, but how did she know that intelligence agents were lurking there, or was she so crazy that she killed people indiscriminately?

This situation is really chaotic. To step forward at this time is definitely to seek death.

A cell phone rang for a while. Ada took out her cell phone from the middle of her camisole, glanced at the number, hung up, and then stuffed it back. That dead woman Levi would definitely do no harm to her now.

  She completely didn’t notice that her actions attracted the attention of everyone here, especially the men.

“Agent Ada, I said before that everyone should turn off their mobile phones.” Sosa walked over and looked at her dissatisfied.

Ada curled her lips, thinking that this woman was jealous. She stood up and faced her face to face, and then unexpectedly discovered that she was almost the same as herself.

Ada, who originally wanted to despise the other party, couldn't do it. What else did Sosa want to say, and Ada's phone rang again.

"That woman is really persistent." Ada turned around and walked out, waving to Sosa behind her, "I'll go outside. Is everything okay?"

Ada walked directly to the beach, "I'm busy, what's going on?"

"There's a big business deal, are you coming?" The voice on Levi's side was noisy, and there seemed to be several people.

 “I don’t have time.” Ada said weakly.

"Hey, I've hooked up with the Labrese family and captured their head maid. After doing this, I can rest for a long time. I've already called Shen Hua and Zoya."

Hearing this name, Ada had a dark look on her face. Labrese was definitely finished this time. After the incident was over, they would definitely be pulled out to sacrifice to the sky as soon as possible.

Ada wanted to reject the other party, but she held the phone and thought for a moment, "Where are you?" She really couldn't help watching this woman who didn't know whether she was a friend die.

There was a cheer from the other side, "We are on the way to the dock, please hurry up."

The dock is not far from here. It's only a quarter of an hour's drive along the highway. Ada looked at the dock behind her. Forget it, she was not needed here, so she might as well hurry over and pull back those guys who were looking for death. Bar.

 (End of this chapter)