MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1496 One does not stay
Before leaving, Jiang Chen and Lodge greeted each other and then left the St. Regis Hotel and took the bus to the New Embassy. On the way, Jiang Chen received a call from Aisha and listened to her report on the situation in Syria.
"...With the cooperation of Russian warplanes, we and the Syrian government forces have successfully surrounded the Is armed forces in the area of Maiadin. The Iraqi side has sent troops to the border to prevent the is troops from retreating to the border. This war should be soon It will end."
"Very good, inform Nayev, let him prepare to take over this unit." Jiang Chen said.
"Okay." Aisha nodded.
Losing the support of the North American arms dealers, the horror kingdom that has been established is already on the verge of collapse. Even without the armed aid of the Star Ring trade to Syria, these thugs could not persist for too long.
Civilization will eventually defeat barbarism, and history has been proven many times.
What really cares about Jiang Chen now is the situation in Saudi Arabia.
The king's body is getting worse and worse, and it may not take long. Nayef will be on the stage of political and political governance in the Middle East as a king. As a reformist who supports secularization, Nayef needs an army to complete the plan. Jiang Chen is also very happy to see a more enlightened Middle East, which is conducive to the global policy of the Star Trade, so promised to provide military assistance to Nayev after the Syrian issue has been resolved.
"After the Middle East is put aside, is Rockefeller's whereabouts found?" Jiang Chen asked.
"There are two clues, one for South Africa and one for Canada. He is more cautious than Morgan. He had already left the JFK airport before the Trident missile was launched. There are two flights we tracked. A moment paused, Aisha continued. "We have sent ghosts to Canada and South Africa... Yes, some time ago, Monica was on the European side, tracking Rockefeller's hidden account at the Bank of France, resulting in An abnormal flow of funds of more than 50 million euros."
“Can you track where the money went?” Jiang Chen asked.
"An account of Chase Bank, id has been sent to your mailbox. The account holder is called Essau, Wyoming, the owner of the Great Ocean Lake military factory. According to the Armistice Treaty, the military factory has been shut down a week ago." Aisha said .
"People sent people to seal up his factory, and people arrested and interrogated." Jiang Chen said.
"Yes." Aisha nodded.
"First this way... yes, there are still things." Just preparing to hang up the phone, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of something, called Aisha.
"What else is there?" Aisha softly.
"Well, about those who are afraid."
After a pause, Jiang Chen continued.
"Tell my original words to the frontline commander and tell him that he does not need to stay alive. The Geneva Convention does not apply to beasts. I have nothing to ask. White phosphorus bombs, incendiary bombs, warm-pressure bombs...what is coming soon? What, early after the end of the morning. They want to go to heaven, then we will help them. They like to explode, then give me a clean."
"One does not stay!"
Slightly smashed, the sapphire-like eyes gradually revealed a gratitude, I saw Aisha look a glimpse, stand upright, strong.
"Yes!"
Her parents died in the hands of heretical sects. If they did not meet Jiang Chen in the desert, maybe her best fate would be to flee to the Turkish refugee camp and buy the price. Although she had already given up not to redeem her faith, she tried her best to avoid that memory, but as Jiang Chen once said, she never really ended the knot...
That is, never really let go of that **** feud.
If those sinners surrender and accept the trial of the International Court of Justice in accordance with normal procedures, except for a few people who will be sent to the gallows, there will be many "innocent" people who have escaped, and the high-ranking judges use the abducted kindness to forgive. Just as civilization will eventually forgive barbarism.
However, only the people who have actually experienced the prison are clear.
From the moment they picked up the butcher knife, no one should be forgiven, no one is innocent...
However, it was a matter of heart, Jiang Chen felt a lot easier.
After hanging up the phone, his fingers crossed the screen and opened a folder with photos of the moment he just met Aisha. It was the summer of six years ago. At that time, she was very small, and she was a little bigger than Yao Yao. She had dark brown hair and blue eyes. She wore new clothes she had never seen before. There is a pinch around, like a doll that has just begun to develop...
"Think about it, I really miss it."
Shaking his head with a smile, Jiang Chen slid his finger against the holographic screen and closed the photo.
Aisha grew up, and he doesn't seem to be young.
In a few years, I will be thirty years old, taking the golden age of dna telomere to extend the drug. Conservative estimates, he still has hundreds of years to go, there are so many people who love themselves, and I don't want to be alone.
When he opened the mailbox, Jiang Chen edited an email and sent it to Otto Garcia, the father of Leslie Garcia, the chairman of Chase Bank.
The content of the email is very simple.
[Free one account for me, id:......]
In less than half a minute, he got a reply.
The reply has only two letters.
[ok]
"What happened in front? It seems to be a car accident." Answering Jiang Chen's question, the bodyguard sitting in the driver's seat looked around vigilantly. The driver in the co-pilot position had already reached into his arms and held the 11-type pistol hidden inside for the unexpected.
Not aware of anything, but any unexpected situation is within their alert range, and no one can guarantee that the accident was not intended to force their car to stop. The ghost agent probably has already acted, and it will take a long time to figure out what happened.
However, at this time, Jiang Chen, who was sitting in the back seat, suddenly yawned and licked his mouth, as if to say to himself, lazily.
"I originally thought that this trip to Washington should not have so many eye-catching mice. It seems that some people still do not intend to let me stop."
Speaking of it, the Americans still don't seem to know who the iron man of the embassy was in the attack in Los Angeles the year before.
Perhaps it is time for the people of the world to be embarrassed and to have another identity in addition to the chairman.
Although his bodyguards did not notice anything.
However, Jiang Chen has already noticed a murderousness and is approaching him in a step by step direction.
This is the beginning of the first layer of genetic code, the ability of the blood to give him. After many times of experience in both the world and the end of the world, there is a strong sense of intensification. Even if he hasn't done it for a long time, this ability has never been lost.
It is difficult to explain with science.
In general, it is probably similar to the instinct of the beast!
Stretching his hand under the seat, Jiang Chen entered his birthday and listened to it, only a red button popped out. Looking up to the opposite corner of the street, his mouth twitched with a touch of fun, without any hesitation, pressed the button...
