my beauty world

Chapter 78

In the early morning, when people were sleeping most soundly, Ronan came out from the safe passage on the ninth floor of the Belin Hotel with a paralyzed face, walked directly to the door of No. 908, listened to the movement, took out the tools he had prepared, and used The ability of the master lockpicker to easily open the door lock.

Quietly opened the door, the room was dark.

Ronan observed the induction carefully, found no danger, and quietly entered the room.

The door was gently closed, and he quickly walked through the living room of the suite, with the swiftness of a leopard, and there was no movement under his feet.

The bedroom door was ajar, Ronan looked inside, there was a light in the bathroom, and the sound of the toilet flushing suddenly sounded.

I was not very lucky, and I met someone who went to the toilet at night.

The bathroom door opened, and a light came out. Ronan saw a middle-aged man wearing only big underpants.

This man was tall and strong, and he was very vigilant. He subconsciously looked towards the door of the bedroom.

In the blink of an eye, Ronan jumped out and kicked the man between the legs with a sharper skill than before!
The middle-aged man clamped his thighs in pain, and was about to blurt out a scream.

The palm of Ronan's left hand was cut flat on his throat, and the middle-aged man's screams were broken up, leaving only a muffled groan.

Almost at the same time, the right hand pierced the man's eyes!

The middle-aged man didn't even see who his opponent was, and his eyes were so painful that he couldn't see anything.

Then, Ronan easily knocked down the opponent, pulled out the rope from his pocket, and tied him tightly.

Kicking the crotch, locking the throat, and inserting eyes are the most practical means of defeating the enemy in Krav Maga.

Mastery of Krav Maga further improved Ronan's melee combat ability.

Zhikov breathed a little, and just about to speak, he felt his neck was cold, slightly tingling, and liquid flowed down his skin.

"CIA?" His voice was very soft, talking nonsense at this time, it was terrible.

Ronan asked, "Zhkov?"

"it's me."

"You cooperate with me, and I won't kill you." Ronan's M9 saber was placed next to Zhikov's carotid artery: "What deal do you have with the CIA? When will it be done? Are the CIA people from the United States?"

Zhikov was startled, and just about to think about it, his neck hurt so badly, he quickly said: "Tomorrow morning, the transaction is in an abandoned wood factory in the suburbs. I don't know if their people come from the United States."

"Abandoned factory?" Ronan thought it was unreasonable. Isn't this a chance to silence people?

Zhikov said: "I made some preparations in advance so that I could escape." He betrayed his motherland and came to Romania to trade with the CIA. , CIA is willing to pay 300 million US dollars to buy it, and I will give it all to you..."

When Ronan found Zhikov, he wanted to pass him and seize the CIA's line in Bucharest.

Unexpectedly, a transaction of 300 million US dollars was involved.

It cost 300 million euros to hire a syndicate in Spain, and 10 euros to buy news in Romania, plus daily expenses, there is not much money in the badge space.

There is still 40 U.S. dollars in the Swiss bank's unregistered account, but as a reserve fund, it is best not to move it.

The recent experience made Ronan deeply feel the powerful magic of money, no wonder Solomon Ryan tried his best to find money.

Money can solve many problems.

Ronan pressed further to get more information.

Zhikov belonged to the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service. He got this information by chance and realized its great value. Coupled with the perennial feud with his superiors, he sneaked into Ukraine with treason, secretly came to Bucharest from Kiev, and got in touch with the US embassy.

After sealing Zhikov's mouth, Ronan found a black leather case and opened it to read the materials.

The CIA has a wire transfer of 8000 million US dollars missing, and the evidence on the file points to two people.

One of them, Ronan knew, was killed by his gun!

Later, Ilsa told him that this person was William Crave, who instigated Solomon Lane to betray MI6 and conspired to get a large sum of money. As a result, he tricked Solomon Lane, and the money went into a secret account.

The relevant information of that account was stored in a USB flash drive. Ilsa and the orthopedic doctor wanted to get back the USB flash drive the night Anna was rescued.

As a result, the flash drive was destroyed by him with a gun...

No wonder Solomon Ryan betrayed MI6, recruited people to create a syndicate, and successively carried out assassinations against the CIA.

Ronan couldn't help but sigh, the $8000 million was gone.

However, there is another person in the evidence, Vladimir, a politician from Russia.

Ronan suddenly had an idea, can he sell this information to Solomon Ryan for 300 million euros?

A CIA is enough to cause headaches. If you can avoid provoking polar bears, you should not provoke polar bears.

Search the room, and find the car keys, AK rifles and other weapons from the huge suitcase, including a Soviet-made S4M micro-sound pistol.

Luo Nanyuan used this type of gun in the world, the slight sound is not silent, and the sound of the gun is about [-] to [-] decibels.

There are also several passports, all from Eastern European countries.

Weapons, passports and a few thousand euros received badge space.

After dawn, Ronan asked Zhikov to make an appointment with the CIA staff, find out the leftover drug in Paris last time, and give him an injection.

Leave the room and hang the Do Not Disturb sign on the door.

Go downstairs, come to the underground parking lot, find the vehicle prepared by Zhikov, adjust the appearance first, spend 30 soul fragments, and pretend to be similar to Zhikov.

The two parties have been in contact by phone, and have never actually met face to face, which is enough.

Ronan got into the car and rushed to the abandoned wood processing factory ahead of schedule to prepare for the deal with the CIA.

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On the main street of the fourth district of Bucharest, there was a rider wearing sunglasses, riding a high-powered motorcycle, shuttling through the traffic like lightning.

Sharp and Al were driving the car, out of reach of the cigarettes.

The latter yelled over the radio: "Sander, we're on a mission, can you keep a low profile?"

Sander Cage's indifferent voice came from the headset: "This is my style, you have to adapt!"

Sharp and Al looked at each other helplessly.

There is no way, that person is indeed very capable, and even integrates the extreme sports he is proficient in into his work tasks.

In the first half of the year, the CIA targeted a Ukrainian general who was secretly inclined to Russia, but the opponent had many guards in and out, and it was extremely difficult to eliminate.

Sander Cage killed the goddamn jerk by performing a cliff jump on his skis while he was on vacation at a ski resort.

The whole action was breathtaking.

There was a commercial vehicle not far behind, and Watson sat in the rear compartment as a command and backup.

"Keep quiet!" he said into the radio.

Leaving the urban area, turn on a secluded road, and soon come to an abandoned wood processing factory.

The iron gate of the factory is open, the road inside has been hardened, and there is a secret mark of the agreement at the door.

The car drove in, and within a short distance, he saw a black motorcycle parked behind a large pile of wood, and Sander quietly observed it with a binoculars.

The two stopped the car, and Al asked, "He's here?"

Sander Cage said in a low voice: "I saw the car, but I didn't see the person."

He pointed to the northeast, and there was a white car parked on the hardened concrete ground in the distance: "You two go to make a deal, and I will cover you secretly. Once the deal is completed, I will personally kill him."

Sharp heard this wrong: "The head told you to trade."

Sander said: "You cooperate with me, cooperate, understand?"

The commercial vehicle was parked not far from the lumber factory. Watson looked at the situation ahead through the camera on Sharp's chest, and gave instructions by radio: "Sharp, Al, go to trade."

Manny, his immediate subordinate, finished assembling the sniper rifle by this time.

Watson nodded: "Go."

When the work was entrusted to him, he had to complete it without compromise. Manny set up a sniper position, which was equivalent to an extra layer of insurance.

Sharp and Al took out a heavy suitcase from the back seat of the car and walked towards the car in front.

Sander got on the motorcycle, took out a pistol and held it in his hand, and looked at the tall pile of wooden boards in front of him.

Planks were laid towards this side, forming a high slope.

He had carefully observed the terrain, and as long as he was sure that the cargo was there, he immediately started the motorcycle, rushed up from the slope, and killed that bastard with the absolute vision brought by the jump of the motorcycle.

For Sander, whose self-confidence has always been bursting, this task is very simple.

Sharp and El were gradually approaching the white car with the suitcase containing the money.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "CIA?"

"Yes! It's us!" Sharp patted the heavy suitcase: "The money is here, have you brought anything?"

Behind the pile of logs about 20 meters away, Ronan raised his gun with a Russian face, aimed at the two men, and shot!
clap clap clap!
HKUSP Pistol Rapid Fire!

At this distance, Ronan suddenly attacked, 100% hit!
Under their shirts, Sharp and Al both wore bulletproof vests.

But the eight bullets fired by Ronan hit the legs and arms of the two of them respectively!

The 9mm bullet hit the limbs, and Sharp and El screamed, losing the ability to fight back and escape.

As soon as the gunshot rang, Sander Keji realized that something was wrong, and started the motorcycle to speed up and rushed towards the wood pile!

Watson saw the scene through the camera and shouted to the radio: "Manny covers, Sander go to support!"

At the same time he gave the order, Sander rode a motorcycle, rushed up the high pile of wood like lightning, and jumped up with the help of the slope!

As a top player in extreme sports, at this moment, he controls the motorcycle with one hand, and holds the gun in the other hand, turning to the Russian face behind the pile of logs!
Ronan didn't expect the opponent to rush into the sky in this way, and the alarm bell rang in his mind, he jumped to dodge, and hid in the blind spot of shooting.

At the same time, roughly estimating where the motorcycle might land, he silently recited the greasy technique, and pointed his hand there, and there was an imperceptible oil on the hardened ground!

Bang bang bang!
Sander fired continuously, emptying a magazine, and the motorcycle fell to the ground, just on the edge of the greasing range.

The wheels hit the ground heavily, and despite Sander's superb handling ability, the motorcycle still lost control, rolling and throwing people out.

Sander rolled over ten meters like a rolling gourd, and hit the log pile with a bang.

The bald head hit the log thicker than a person, and it exploded like a rotten watermelon, spraying red and white all over the ground.

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