dognovel Chapter 269 Bet is furious, thousands of elite soldiers
Chapter 269 Bet is furious, thousands of elite soldiers
Wu Bing thought for a while, took out his cell phone and dialed the Dragon King's number.
The phone rang a few times before being picked up. The Dragon King's voice was like a bell, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, echoing in Wu Bing's ears.
"Hahahaha, good boy, I really belong to you. You have completed the task so quickly, and my trust in you has not been in vain!" The Dragon King's laughter was bold and rich, full of approval.
Wu Bing curled his lips and said with a smile: "Brother, the matter here has been handled properly, the defector has been successfully captured by us, and the confidential documents have been recovered intact."
"Well, not bad." The Dragon King's voice showed satisfaction, "What do you plan to do with the defector? Deal with it on the spot, or escort him back home?"
Wu Bing looked in the rearview mirror at the dejected Hao Qianqian who had woken up in the back seat. He pondered for a moment and said, "Brother, I think it's best to escort her back to the country and let her face legal justice."
"Okay, big brother, I will listen to you. You will be responsible for everything. You have made a great contribution this time. Big brother will go to the Council of Elders to ask for credit for you!"
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After hanging up the phone, Wu Bing looked at Shui Bingbing and said, "You will be responsible for escorting this person back, and you don't need to worry about the rest.
"Yes, Chief!"
boom…
Shui Bingbing stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared away in the darkness.
On the bustling street, Wu Bing strolled leisurely, and the neon lights flashed in the night, just like the cunning light shining in his eyes.
He adjusted his collar and walked firmly towards a dark alley.
The old man Steve is not dead yet, and the mission is far from over.
The alley was dark and damp, with the occasional squeaking of mice heard.
Wu Bing didn't care, his eyes searched in the darkness, as if he was looking for something.
Suddenly, he stopped and lightly knocked on a wall, as if to confirm something.
……
At this time, there was a different scene inside the Presidential Palace.
Bate's office was brightly lit, and a group of senior officials paced anxiously back and forth.
The documents in their hands were scattered all over the floor, looking chaotic.
President Bet sat behind his desk, holding his head in his hands and frowning, obviously worried about something big.
Sitting next to him, Steve, the all-powerful general in the past who rebuked Fang Qiu and the N0.1 of the Ministry of National Defense, was now a frost-beaten eggplant with a face as gray as a dying man.
Bate stood up suddenly, slammed the documents in his hands on the table, and said angrily: "Steve, tell me, what happened? How was our arsenal stolen? Those thieves How did you know our secret?"
Steve looked up, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he said tremblingly: "Mr. President, I...I don't know. I have sent people to investigate with all possible strength, but there are no clues yet."
"No clues?" Bet's voice was as cold as ice. "Steve, you are the Minister of Defense and the guardian of the country. Now you tell me that you have no clues? What do I need from you!"
Steve's face turned even paler, he lowered his head, not daring to look at Bette.
He knew that the incident this time was too big, and as the Minister of Defense, he could not absolve himself of the blame.
Jingle Bell……
The phone on Bet's desk rang again. He frowned, grabbed the phone and said fiercely: "What's going on?!"
The secretary's trembling voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. President, what's bad, there's news from the airport. Someone forced their way into the airport and clashed with our soldiers. Many soldiers died... Even the Super Team lost three people..."
"What?!" When Bete heard this, she immediately roared like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "A bunch of trash, do I raise you for nothing? If you can't even deal with one person, what's the use of raising you? !”
"What the hell, is the Power Team a shit-eater?"
"It's all in vain when they talk about how powerful and capable they are."
"Fuck, that's a bunch of trash!"
"Six people beat one person, and the other party killed three of them, and the other three escaped."
"These people are a bunch of trash! What a disgrace! This group of trash...I'm going to fucking bring them to a military court and conduct a military trial on them, you bastards!"
"..."
The secretary on the other end of the phone was scolded bloody by him, but he didn't dare to refute at all and could only respond submissively.
Bete vented her anger on the phone, pulled the buckle around her neck open, and gasped for air.
Steve heard Bate's crazy output from the sidelines, especially when he heard that three people in the super team had been killed. He was trembling all over, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He knew that things were really big this time.
The Super Team was built by the Presidential Palace with a lot of money. Each member has extraordinary strength. They are President Bet's personal bodyguard and the most powerful representative of the country's force.
However, now, such a powerful force suffered heavy losses when dealing with an enemy.
This is not only a question on Steve's personal ability, but also a threat to the security of the entire country.
Bette was pacing back and forth in the office, very agitated.
Suddenly, he stopped and glared at Steve angrily, with a vicious light in his eyes.
Bette clenched her hands into fists, as if she wanted to vent all her anger.
"Steve, listen to me!" Bette's voice echoed in the office like thunder.
"Mobilize the troops immediately. I will send out 100,000 elite soldiers and dig three feet into the ground to find that guy!"
"I don't believe it. Even if he is very powerful, he is still a man of flesh and blood. Can he still block the gun in the hands of my 100,000 elite soldiers?"
"Let them use the guns in their hands and the cannons in their hands to blow that man into pieces!"
Steve trembled all over. He raised his head and looked at Bette's face that was almost distorted with anger, and he felt an unprecedented fear in his heart.
This time things were beyond his control, and he could only act according to Bet's orders.
"Yes, Mr. President!" Steve's voice was trembling. He quickly picked up the phone on the table and began to issue orders.
In a basement, dim yellow lights flickered, casting onto the excited and flushed faces of Murong Sheng and others.
They sat around a shabby table, all focused on Wu Bing.
Wu Bing's previous achievements have been known to them, and now, the boss in their eyes has become a god.
Suddenly, Murong Sheng's cell phone vibrated, breaking the weird atmosphere.
He quickly picked up the phone, and the voice from the receiver made his face instantly serious.
He hung up the phone, turned to Wu Bing, and said in a low voice: "King of Hell, it's not good. The government of country M has dispatched 100,000 elite soldiers and is looking for you all over the world."
Wu Bing frowned slightly, but his eyes did not reveal the slightest panic.
He raised his head lightly and looked at the dim ceiling, as if he could see the outside world through that layer of concrete.