After lunch, everyone who had been prepared for a long time got into the car and set off.

A total of three vehicles were prepared for the operation, and in addition to the black off-road vehicle, there were two black cars.

These three cars have been modified by Pascal from the inside out, leaving behind a certain amount of comfort, and the rest of the performance is far beyond ordinary vehicles, and also has a fairly strong bulletproof function.

After more than five hours of travel, at 6 p.m., they arrived at their destination, Al Ahsa, 700 kilometers away from Thimphu.

Al Ahsa is also an extremely prosperous big city, and the prosperity is even higher than that of Thimphu City, and after the group came to Al Ahsa, they quickly found a more luxurious hotel and opened a few rooms.

After a long day of traveling, except for Li Xing and Sieman, Pascal and they all need to rest and replenish their energy.

However, they didn't rest for long, and after two hours, everyone gathered in a private room under the hotel to eat, and by the way, a plan of action for the evening was made.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

The vehicle drove out of the city of Al Ahsa, and after driving on the wide main road for more than ten minutes, it turned into an intersection and drove into the asphalt path next to it.

The road is not narrow, the road is about six meters wide enough to accommodate two cars in parallel, there are no street lights on both sides, the whole road is dark, few vehicles walk through here, compared with the main road with endless traffic, it seems very deserted.

"Why is this road so deserted?"

Li Xing looked at the winding path outside and asked with a frown.

The road was small, but it was the main road to a port where they were going to do it tonight.

According to Christie's information, Delaika will be disembarking at the port tonight on a freighter.

The road to the port was so deserted, which made Li Xing a little puzzled.

"It's just a small private port. ”

Xinsen, who was driving, replied casually: "I have seen many so-called ports, except for a rudimentary dock, there is nothing but a rudimentary dock, and sometimes there is not a single ship in sight for the whole month, and that is called deserted." ”

"Really?" Li Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, "That's because I haven't seen much." ”

Hinson laughed.

After driving for half an hour, Li Hang finally saw the lights of the port, and from the lights, the scale was indeed limited.

Five minutes later, the car slowed down and drove off the road and slowly drove into the woods on the side of the road.

Across the woods is the port.

Li Xing, who had already brought a headset communicator, got out of the car directly, and after getting out of the car, he saw Christie, who was wearing a tight-fitting combat suit, walking down from the off-road vehicle with a drone, and he happened to see him, and the two looked at each other.

Seaman, who followed him from the car, saw this scene, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

Christie also noticed Seaman, she watched Li Xing make a gesture towards the port, Li Xing nodded slightly, lifted a heavy bag from the trunk of the car, turned around and walked directly towards the port.

The perimeter of the port is fenced with barbed wire, through which you can see the large containers displayed inside.

Li Xing grabbed the big bag, easily jumped over the barbed wire fence nearly four meters high with a run-up, and landed firmly on the ground.

Pascal, who followed behind, also grabbed the barbed wire and began to climb up.

Li Xing didn't wait for them, but jumped on a container next to him, stood on a high place and observed the terrain, and soon found the direction of the dock and walked towards the dock.

This port is indeed not big, Li Xing took a cursory look at it, and concluded that the scale was only about the size of the stadium in his hometown, and it only took fifteen minutes to jog to run a lap.

The harbor is littered with containers, and there are no extra lights except for the wharf and the main road, and two large searchlights move across the vast river.

Li Xing was moving and jumping on the top of the container, his body was as flexible as a tanuki, he did not make any movement, and soon came to the vicinity of the dock and found a suitable hiding place to hide inside.

The drone also flew high into the air, carrying a high-definition camera that took in the entire pier.

After a while, Pascal and the others also came to him one after another through the guidance of the drone, and pulled the backpack on the ground open, revealing a bag full of various firearms.

Grab the guns one after another, and each of them scatters and lurks in different corners.

Suddenly, a graceful figure jumped from the top of the container, but there was a stumble under his feet, and he was about to fall and sprain his ankle, but he was hugged by Li Xing, who was quick-eyed, and it was soft.

"Why are you here too?" Li Xing frowned.

It was Christie.

............

Southern suburbs of Thimphu city, Venus Manor.

In the luxurious villa, Marcus, dressed in a generous trench coat and with an expensive cigar in his mouth, stepped on a beautifully cozy carpet and walked towards the room at the end of the corridor with the door closed.

In the long corridor, a pair of gorgeous wall lamps are installed every ten steps, and all the wall lamps are turned on at this moment, reflecting the whole corridor in a bright light.

Under each sconce, there stood a strong man in a suit, their face was cold, their posture was straight, the black handle of the gun at their waist was exposed, and even Marcus walked in front of them without any change in expression.

These people are all over the manor and beyond, and they take care of the entire manor.

All of them were special forces who had just retired from the Federation for a few years, and were recruited by Marcus as the security force of the estate.

"Are you all there?"

Walking past an oil painting, Marcus took out the cigar in his mouth, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and asked lightly.

The ashes of the cigar fell directly onto the carpet on the ground, blazing the pattern on the carpet into focus.

Two men were following him, one was Jeff, his strongest marksman, and the other was a brunette man with glasses.

The brown-haired man's name is Furla, he doesn't know any marksmanship, but he is one of Marcus's most relied on subordinates, and he helps Marcus with all kinds of housekeeping in the gang.

"It's all here, just waiting for you, boss. ”

Holding a heavy folder, Fra said as she pushed the frame on the bridge of her nose.

Marcus nodded, didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

The three of them soon came to the solid wood door, and the two men standing on either side of the door each grabbed the brass doorknob on one side and pulled the door open in both directions, and Marcus strode into it.

Behind the door was a large circular conference room, in which there was nothing superfluous except for the circular conference table in the middle, not even a single window.

At this moment, there were already more than a dozen people sitting around the conference table, they were of different ages, the older ones had all white hair, and the youngest was only a teenager.

The only thing they have in common is that they both have brown hair and light brown eyes.

When Marcus walked into the conference room, all eyes were on him.

The door to the conference room slowly closes.

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