I, Doctor in the US-Chapter 453 - 436: Weak? Elizabeth Olsen?
If reasoning doesn’t work, then let’s resolve it with firepower.
All previous strategies have turned into bubbles.
Then, let’s speak with guns and cannons.
Of course, Henry had no idea what was happening.
Because it wasn’t their FBI people who came, it was Esmeralda.
Esmeralda, wearing an eye patch, was holding a type of gear that Rambo once used, a grenade launcher-equipped submachine gun.
As ferocious as Rambo.
She led a team and started firing outside the estate.
Blasting it open and then going in to kill people.
It was a completely indiscriminate attack.
Whoever it harmed, it didn’t matter.
Fire! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Henry, on the other hand, seemed petrified, which ironically made him safer.
Because of his state.
The later-arriving FBI certainly ignored him.
As for Juan Carlos, this guy had long gone to supervise the battle.
No matter what, I, Juan Carlos, still have some strength.
But unexpectedly, the opponent’s firepower was so strong!
Indeed, Esmeralda hadn’t fought such a well-funded battle in many years.
Zhou Mo Sen is indeed quite generous.
Really bold in taking action.
You know, even though the financial tsunami was imminent, the US Dollar’s purchasing power was still very strong.
Esmeralda had a million bucks to spend on arms and hiring subordinates.
And she chose the best.
Anyway, it was a case of the best horse with the best saddle.
The expert got the War God Set, and then conquered Shabak.
Let’s not talk about those anymore, in short.
Juan Carlos hadn’t even understood who he had encountered before he was taken out by an RPG.
That FBI was quite impressive.
Seeing how things were going south, they simply raised their hands.
Surrendered!
This... is the usual style of the American soldier.
And it’s perfectly inherited by the FBI.
"I am American! You can’t do anything to me!"
You wouldn’t believe it, but what he said actually worked, at least in Latin America.
It’s really not false.
As long as it’s not the Cannibal Tribe, most Latin American countries, upon hearing "American."
Would definitely offer some preferential treatment or something.
Esmeralda was, of course, very pleased.
Watching a fine place being turned into ruins by her and her subordinates.
Yes, to be precise, there were still many places burning.
And those who needed to die were dead after all.
How to deal with this American?
"So what if you’re American?"
Esmeralda’s demeanor truly scared this FBI agent.
This woman didn’t seem like a woman at all!
She must not have a husband.
What kind of man would like such a person?
Fortunately, Owen wasn’t here.
"I am American! You absolutely cannot mess with me!"
Still emphasizing.
And Esmeralda, very straightforward, "I know those dirty things you’ve done, now tell me. What did you do with those kids?"
This...
The FBI didn’t expect to be asked this question.
It meant that the other party had a very specific purpose.
It was absolutely not for any other reason.
Previously, this FBI thought, perhaps this was an enemy Juan Carlos provoked.
Now hearing it, it was clear they were targeting him.
"You, you..."
"Speak quickly!"
Esmeralda was not a patient woman; she directly held the gun to this FBI agent’s head.
"I, I won’t say anything!"
At this point, probably must be tough.
Otherwise, it could really be problematic.
This FBI’s thought process was not bad.
But unfortunately, Esmeralda was not an ordinary woman.
"In fact, we’ve already discovered some things. Now I’ll ask you, have you thought about becoming a witness?"
Witness?
At this moment, the FBI’s mind was all muddled.
Could they really have some evidence?
Here, a judgment needed to be made.
How much useful information did the other side actually have?
Or was the other side just deceiving me?
Indeed, it required a gamble.
If they were deceiving me, then I...
"I will not say anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out!
This FBI was taken out by Esmeralda.
He died not knowing why it ended this way.
How could he have bet wrong?
What could this woman possibly know?
And at this time, Henry finally appeared.
He was like a wooden man, completely stiff.
Esmeralda said to him: "Don’t be so dispirited, it’s useless! We already have new leads!"
Ah?
Really?
Henry regained his composure, as if he had come back to life.
"What exactly are the leads?"
Truth be told, Esmeralda didn’t particularly like this guy.
She knew what Henry had done, even if it was necessary for being undercover.
But he had done it, nonetheless.
Also a bastard!
At least that’s what Esmeralda thought.
But right now, Henry was still useful.
"This man’s corpse is actually enough.
And further, we’ve got leads from another family."
Another family?
That’s right, Owen didn’t show up here.
He was handling this matter.
And Owen was doing this because of a familiar face.
Alicia.
In short, this trip to Mexico, they harvested what they wanted.
It was enough.
Then, for Henry?
"I actually because... it wasn’t this person who betrayed me, nor was it the FBI that betrayed me.
It’s just that I can’t help but wonder.
Did my own country betray me?"
Wow, Henry is about to awaken!
...
What happened in Mexico.
