MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1498 Assassination of failure from the beginning

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of a hotel, the man in a black suit holds a telescope in his hand and looks coldly at the street that is smoky. When he saw the "Iron Man" stepping out of the trunk of the Rulka car, his pupils shrank slightly.

Gently placed the telescope on the side of the table, he took the satellite phone from his arms and dialed a number.

Soon, the phone was opened, there was no chill, and he said succinctly.

"The action failed..."

"Failed? How is it possible?"

"We are miscalculated. I didn't expect that 'Iron Man' himself was Jiang Chen..."

"Iron Man?" Sitting in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, Rockefeller, who is carrying precious red wine in his hand, squatted and asked subconsciously "Which Iron Man..."

Just halfway through it, Rockefeller responded.

He suddenly remembered the year before, Rothschild and the North American native Jewish consortium, planned a murder against Jiang Chen himself and the diplomats of the new country, and took the director of cia, trying to provoke a war between the two countries.

The attack was seen as a trigger for the positive conflict between the Star Trade and the Freemasonry, and it also contributed to the US authorities’ efforts against the Jewish consortium. At that time everyone was guessing who Iron Man was, including Rockefeller and Morgan, who were also trying to figure this out, but until now the clues were still zero.

"I didn't expect it to be him..."

There was a bit of bitterness in Rockefeller’s smile.

They had long guessed that the steel warrior, who often appeared near Jiangchen, was probably a super soldier trained by the Star Ring Trade, or a complete ai, but the reality was completely beyond their expectations. The soldier turned out to be Jiang Chen himself.

I can only say that he is hiding too deep.

"Yes..." The black man swallowed his mouth and said, "It’s our dereliction of duty."

They are a special intelligence personnel trained by Rockefeller, mainly from former FBI agents or US military intelligence officers. This is also the place where Rockefeller is brilliant. Although he is a little bit cheaper in capital management, he is better than the "Wall Street Emperor" in other aspects.

To be the second Rothschild, this is his ultimate goal.

After a pause, Rockefeller slowly began.

“I heard that there is something in the ring trade that is called the remedy.”

"Yes, it is said that it first appeared in the Ukrainian civil war." The black man nodded.

"The Resistance Army has lost. You have to temporarily lurk down, let Kaiyin Jie leave Colorado, go to Australia and wait for me," paused for a moment, Rockefeller continued. "I want to discuss something with him and let him go." Melbourne and I met."

Canada is already insecure. If Jiang Chen is assassinated, he can still stay here, waiting for the situation in the United States to return home and clean up the mess. However, now, it is an unrealistic idea to kill this guy through a sneak attack.

Rockefeller did not think that the power of this guy is not only the capital and strength he has in his hands, but his own combat power is also unambiguous.

"Ok."

The black man replied succinctly and quickly hang up the phone.

Just then, there was a soft sound of a broken rope at the door.

Almost subconsciously, the black man quickly threw away the satellite phone in his hand and put his hand into his arms.

However, the gun had not been touched yet, and a strong wind came over to his door. Reflectively raised his hand, the black man sneaked to one side at the same time, but was kicked by the whip leg and hit the two rows of sofas in the living room before stopping.

"I don't usually hit a woman," stood up from the ground and looked at the "ghost" that showed his body shape from the air. The black man wiped the blood from his mouth and licked his mouth and put his hands on the boxing posture. "tell me your name."

"Bennis, just passing by here, you know it's useless." Bernice shrugged his shoulders, his face was not playful when he was joking with Jiang Chen, only the indifference of the dead, and the coldness a faint killing...

"Bennis?" The muscles of the black man's mouth twitched slightly, like laughing, the muscles of the whole body were like moving, and they swelled fiercely. "Holson, you can remember him, he It will make you unforgettable forever."

At the same time as the voice fell, the inflated fist was accompanied by a roar and a broken air, and smashed in the direction of Bernice.

However, the fist did not fall on Bernice's body, but it was like smashing out and smashing a white shackle. Holson's pupils shrank slightly, but before he could figure out how it was a while, a huge force hit him on his abdomen and chin.

Spit a blood, the entire one-eighth big man, was thrown out like this, crashed into the wall and fell to the ground, no longer moving.

"It’s just hiding the genetic code. I also have it." He licked his hand and dispersed the nitrogen that condensed at the fingertips like a physical one. Bernice looked coldly at Holson lying on the ground and fell into a coma. He licked his mouth. "And it's still the second layer."

......

On the street, the bell is a big deal.

Soon the New York City police blocked the entire street, assisted the ambulance that followed, and put the wounded wounded on the stretcher. As for Jiang Chen, who is standing in the center of the accident scene, and the nearby Star Ring Trade Soldiers and armored vehicles, no one will take care of them.

For the New York City police, these people are the great gods that can't be provoked...

"...the target has been captured, claiming to be Hurson, the melee abilities, the ability is probably to improve the adrenaline and the whole body muscle level. The satellite phone was found in his room, and the technical team's agents are tracking. signal source."

"Good job," and the chick seemed to squat on the collar, and the unconscious Carlsen was stuffed into the armored vehicle that came to support. Jiang Chen told Bernice through the communication module on the power armor, "interrogation. I will give it to you. I have a hunch that we can not only take off the Colorado Rebels through this stupid attack, but also smash a big fish."

"I will." Bernice grinned and smiled.

After the communication ended, Jiang Chen looked at the suv and rushed to the scene, standing next to him, the commander of the North American Theater, Zheng Yufei.

"I am sorry that this happened! I will let all the checkpoints in New York City strengthen the inspection of weapons and arrange the patrols to increase the search force to ensure that"

Jiang Chen raised his hand and motioned that he did not need to say anything.

"Don't waste time giving me an apology. I want to take all the guns from the Americans. I'm afraid we can live to the next life. This kind of attack is occasionally good once, but it always catches up with my fart. It is also annoying behind the stock." ”

Said, Jiang Chen pointed to the unconscious rebel warrior of Carlson in the armored car.

"Give him a spit-manufacturer, ask where their people are, and then send a team of orbital airborne travellers to teach them to be human."