The agent was completely sure of how much a man who had been locked up in the gates of hell for twenty years longed to fly outside, and that no matter how comfortable the cage was arranged, it would be a cage with bars on all sides. Through the thick bulletproof glass, who would have thought that the Boss of the Gates of Hell, who was already in prison, would shrink the cage on the eighth floor?

As small as in your own living room, you have to have a thick layer of glass.

I don't know if he has slept soundly all these years.

How to practice that elegant temperament.

Is it practice, or is it disguise?

"Free ......"

George squinted slightly, turned his head to look out the window, the view from the eighth floor is better, but no matter how good it is, how far can he see?

"Yes, freedom. ”

The agent stepped forward and accentuated his tone, he was confident, he had only been in this gate of hell for two days and already felt suffocating, let alone George had been there for twenty years.

Twenty years, no matter how richly decorated the eighth floor, how many late nights, he walked around in this cage, I am afraid that every floor tile has been touched by loneliness.

George didn't speak, he turned and looked quietly out the window, out of the window, under the moonlight, a few birds flew by.

If he was just a mortal, he would not be able to stir up the situation in that war-torn region, and he would not have the ability to dig up huge wealth in that area, and he would have offended the interests of many parties, how could he be locked up here?

If you are born extraordinary, you will be broken wings.

"The outside world is not what it was twenty years ago, it's wonderful, after you go out, there are so many accounts enough for you to live a wonderful life, why stay here? Don't worry, the person we arranged to exchange with you is absolutely reliable, even if someone kills him, he will never tell the truth. ”

George didn't look back, still quietly looking at the sky outside.

"The outside world ......" George said softly, full of yearning, this yearning was so strong, so strong that his voice trembled a little.

This yearning made the agent smile triumphantly, and he turned his head to look at the loser Yan Jiucheng in his eyes, but was shocked to find that this obviously defeated man actually put his hands in his pockets and looked relaxed.

Yan Jiucheng leaned his body against the cabinet lazily, not to mention that there was no trace of nervousness and worry, and even yawned heavily, as if he was bored with these dialogues.

"What are you pretending to be when you're dying?" the agent cursed in a low voice.

Yan Jiucheng smiled, shook his head, and said, "Freedom? Does Boss George want to be free? You really don't open any pot, you have to poke people's sore spots." ”

"Don't you want to be free, do you want your pile of broken metal?!" the agent scoffed.

At this time, George turned his head, his face was full of sadness, he looked at Yan Jiucheng, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why do you think I don't want to be free?"

Yan Jiucheng left the cabinet with his lazy body, stood up straight, shook it vigorously as if trying to shake off the sleepiness, walked to the glass and took a breath, looked at the agent and said, "Finally it's my turn, I can finally end your boring and useless conversation, and finally don't waste time." ”

The agent gritted his teeth, Yan Jiucheng was obviously inferior but made a confident expression, his expression was too cheap, too flat, and the tone made the agent's fists clenched tightly.

If George hadn't been there, he would have beaten this man up long ago.

"Boring and useless?" George had no expression on his face, just looked at Yan Jiucheng coldly, and asked, "Why, how can freedom be useless?"

"Do you need to talk about it?" Yan Jiucheng stretched out two fingers: "Twenty years, you have been locked up for a full twenty years, according to your ability to control the war zone at the gate of hell, can you have the ability to get out of the gate of hell?

The agent was stunned.

"What's more, more important than life is freedom, this kind of nonsense, how did you become an agent with this brain?" Yan Jiucheng looked at the agent with an expression of mud and couldn't support the wall: "Twenty years, a full twenty years, can't Boss George find a chance to go out by himself? Why didn't he go out, have you thought about it?"

The agent's face changed instantly, and he understood something at once.

"Because as soon as he goes out, he will definitely die, and the world is too big to tolerate a person with such great power as George at the end of the world! He can only stay in the gates of hell, and only in the gates of hell can he satisfy the nations!"

Yan Jiucheng made a loud noise.

George's face was still expressionless, but his hands inadvertently trembled slightly.

A war zone, a vague zone where the three countries are at war, and no country dares to let him out of an extraordinary person who can have a place in such a zone, and only by imprisoning him at the gates of hell through an international tribunal can people feel at ease.

But he was not willing to rashly assassinate him.

After all, this area is sensitive, and instead of killing him, it is better to use his abilities to do something.

It is said that George is a genius, he was strangled and imprisoned in the gate of hell by various countries twenty years ago, and after ten years of imprisonment, he can regain a place in the gate of hell in prison, such a genius ability is admired by the world.

But who knows, what's behind this?

Today's George is just a pawn of various countries.

And in order to live, he is willing to wander in the rights of the three countries, act as their pawns, and find out the points where he can be used by them in the cracks, so as to survive.

Freely?

If you lose the point of being taken advantage of, what is the use of keeping you?

The borders that have been war-torn for decades, the multi-ethnic conflicts, only George can control them, and if he escapes, the country will inevitably arrest or kill them with the strength of the whole country, so as not to fall into the hands of other countries.

This is a chess piece, and it is also a sharp weapon!

Whoever got George, who also mastered the intricate ethnic relations in the war zone, all said that there are many small kings in the land, and there are dragon kings everywhere, and George is the head of these dragon kings, and the role of the head snake in the war zone should not be underestimated.

In the end, he had only two options: either he would be killed and no one would get such a weapon, or he would be sent back to the gates of hell and continue to act as a pawn between the three kingdoms. In fact, what is more important than being alive? To be alive, at least there is hope, and even a glimmer of hope is better than death.

Ants, still stealing life.

Not to mention the extraordinary man George.

"Can you block the investigation of agents from three countries, or even more countries?" Yan Jiucheng sneered after asking rhetorically, and came to a conclusion: "Don't measure yourself, waste Boss George's time, don't say it, freedom? Are you sending Boss George to the West! You are still too proud......

When George heard this, he didn't say a word, but his face became more and more sad.

He sat heavily on the couch.

Although Yan Jiucheng doesn't know the inside story of the war zone over the years, and some things are not accurate, one thing is right: Indeed, George, who has had an extraordinary life, is destined to be trapped in this gate of hell for the rest of his life.

Why?

Because you're extraordinary.

If it is extraordinary, it is destined to have great ability, which will disrupt the current pattern, and if it disrupts the pattern, who will belong to the amazing ore content under this war zone?

The best way is for the countries to stay still for a while, and there needs to be one person who balances and maintains this pattern among the three countries and several major organizations, and the many peoples, and that person is George, and only George has this prestige.

Who called you extraordinary?

The agent saw from George's face that Yan Jiucheng had made the right bet.

His face turned pale in an instant.

If he loses and does not get George's privileges, then his wife and children are doomed to die.

But in a short period of time, what can he give to fight Yan Jiucheng?

"Boss George, what can Nine Eyes offer, we can ...... too"

"Don't brag. Yan Jiucheng planned his words, and directly destroyed all the back roads of the agents, and said: "The scientific research ability of the Black Storm Organization is as strong as my country?"

"American ...... America can!" The agent panicked, the cries of children ringing in his head, the cries that made his father's soul tremble, and he took every possible opportunity to refute it.

"All of our counter-espionage equipment is made to save scientists, and it is not difficult to dedicate it, and the United States will use the Black Storm to kill scientists, but it will definitely not dedicate its top spy equipment for scientists, the point is that the equipment department and the secret service department of the United States are two departments, and they will not make such a big concession in order to kill a scientist. ”

Yan Jiucheng's words were rational and calm.

The agent moved his lips to say something, and the child's cry grew louder in his head, a cry that made him feel deeply powerless as a father.

"You know better than I do that you can force a man like George to replace him, but you will never contribute the equipment of a spy who spent a lot of money and energy to make, why? Because scientists are not worth spending this lot of money in your eyes, and we are different, life is above all else! As long as it is a scientist who wants to return to China, we will let him return home safely at any cost! At any cost!"

Yan Jiucheng's voice was like thunder, shaking the agent's forehead with sweat and sweat of despair.

Scientists, such extraordinary people should not be assassinated just because they want to return to China, and the state must not allow a scientist who wants to return to China to face only the threat of death.

The country should tell all Chinese scientists in the world who want to return to China at all costs: As long as you want to go back, the country will welcome you back safely with the greatest sincerity and all the strength of the country! Therefore, if you want to return to China to serve, go back, don't be afraid.

This national force contains countless counter-espionage personnel who are willing to exchange their lives for their lives, but they are just equipment, what is this?

Yan Jiucheng looked at George, he knew that what George needed most without the gate of hell was a set of top-notch counter-espionage equipment that the prisoners had never heard of, which would make him feel more secure and allow him to sleep well.

Sure enough, George smiled and nodded towards Yan Jiucheng.

The agent's lips quivered, a wave of despair and powerlessness rising from within.

"My children, what to do...... What should I do, how will Daddy save you!" the agent cried out in his heart, desperately. This is also a poor man, an agent who has served his country for so many years, but after retiring from the army, he was controlled by the Black Storm organization.

Why did the Black Storm take control of him?

I don't know that because of his extraordinary ability, he is extremely outstanding in fighting, and he is the best candidate to cooperate with the black hat to break into the gates of hell.

His extraordinariness brought ruin to his family, and at this time, he hated his extraordinary, and endless fear occupied his heart, leaving the powerful agent at a loss.

"George......! Let's talk about it again!" the agent threw himself at the glass, and for a moment he regretted why he had killed his boss in a ploy, and that he might have a better way. Family is his weakness, and at this time, this weakness is inserted into his soul, causing him to fall into the abyss in despair and lose his mind.

"But......" George touched his chin and looked at the agent with some embarrassment: "I have cooperated with the Black Storm Organization and the United States many times, if you refuse the other party directly, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate......"

The agent sniffed hope, and he nodded excitedly.

Yan Jiucheng heard another meaning, he smelled the killing intent.

It's not appropriate to reject the other party, what if the other party doesn't come up at all and dies?

Yan Jiucheng looked at the madman, winked at the madman, and secretly stretched out his finger to the agent. The best thing to do is to kill the agent without George's intervention.

Ordinary people don't know that in this world, sometimes the extraordinary can bring disaster. Whether it is a top scientist or an agent, a spy, a member of the counterintelligence, it is impossible to escape fate.

Sometimes, fate will make your life extraordinary.