From the very beginning of Silver Fox's plan, he never thought of letting the 'agents' who were exposed in the base get out. Bayi Middle School? Wen???.

He is a ruthless character who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. In his mode of thinking, he only focuses on the result, and does not care how many people are 'sacrificed' in the process.

Zhang Yan, Wang Lan...... These little people are all chess pieces that he can discard at any time. Liu Jianmin, Li Cheng, and Li Ruoqiu, who were controlled by them, were useless after completely squeezing out their value.

If their existence can effectively help 'themselves' to contain the attention of the Chinese people, then it is perfect for the silver fox.

Juliet, however, is a doer. The one who really planned this plan was the silver fox who was far away in England and 'sat firmly on the Diaoyutai'.

Even in his deployment, he could even throw out 'Juliet' if he needed to. Thinking of such a 'righteous girl', the silver fox will pick up a few from the 'welfare house' every year, and then train them to become a 'sharp weapon' that can be discarded in his hands at any time.

At this time, China was still in the dark night, but the sun was already shining in England.

Juliet had reported directly to Silver Fox before her action. Especially when Wang Can got the technology and was ready to 'escape', the silver fox who did not hesitate directly gave the order to 'attack'.

In Silver Fox's opinion, with the current deployment of Eagle Guard and Dragon Shadow in the northwest, the killer team led by Juliet, as well as a sage and two Jedi knights, can definitely be 'contained'.

At the very least, it can also make the 'important people' get out of the way. What's more, there is also a 'Western European gun king' Perkins?

At noon, the silver fox, who has the habit of drinking morning tea, went to the tea restaurant on the second floor of the building alone. said that it was a person, and the bodyguard in the secret was also vigilant around him at all times.

Silver Fox, who once 'took charge of his own' in Huaxia and has been preferring black tea since then, still insists on this preference even after returning to China.

The old owner of the tea restaurant, the silver fox did not order food after he arrived, and the waiter brought the brewed tea two minutes after he sat down. By the way, I also delivered a pastry that was not too greasy.

Drink tea quietly and enjoy one of the few comfortable times of the day. However, in the mind of the silver fox, he was still deducing the battle in Huaxia, which was tens of thousands of kilometers away.

"Are the odds high?" The silver fox, who had been silent for a long time, muttered this sentence in his mouth. The so-called 'victory' in his mouth is to bring back the 'technology' at all costs. As for how many of the killers and agents who went to China can come back, it is not within his consideration.

It's not that he spares up talent, but in his opinion, the reason why a person is called a 'talent' is to reflect his value. In the process, any accident is possible, including sacrifices for the Empire.

The position of the silver fox every time he comes to drink tea is fixed. The innermost part of the café is facing the whole restaurant with its back to the wall. This position allows you to 'see six ways, ears and listen to eight directions'. The backstage of the tea restaurant not far away is a barrier for him to 'retreat'.

Although he did not spare the lives of his 'subordinates', every superior loved his own life very much. Especially like the silver fox, who crawled out of the pile of dead people and enjoyed the taste of power, he cherished it even more.

Therefore, every time he takes a sip of tea, his eyes always subconsciously glance forward. As long as there is a suspicious person, he is always vigilant.

A cup of tea was about to be consumed, and as Silver Fox was about to drink the little tea left in the cup, he caught a familiar and unfamiliar face with his afterglow.

He said that he was familiar because the silver fox hated him to the core. After so many years in the industry, he is the only one who has slapped himself in person. And I can't do anything about it. Speaking of strangers, they haven't seen each other for many years.

Zhong Zecheng, an existence that makes the silver fox hate and fears from the bottom of his heart.

He dropped so many 'bombs' in Huaxia, and even gave the Holy See 'bargaining chips' to let them unilaterally tear up the 'treaty', just to force this man to appear again.

Silver Fox had fantasized about the countless times we would meet again. He also looked forward to meeting again like a sling, and counterattacked to return the slap back then.

But when this man once again came to his own 'territory', the silver fox who subconsciously stood up felt frightened in his heart.

Yes, it's scary!

With a smile on his face in the spring breeze, Zhong Zecheng is such a 'good old man' image no matter who he meets. He no longer wore his signature long shirt, changed into a black tunics printed with the logo of the Chinese flag, and walked towards the silver fox with a leisurely pace.

The sentinels on the periphery had already appeared abnormal, and they quickly considered Zhong Zecheng, and each of his right hands touched his waist. And Zhong Zecheng, who didn't pay any attention to this, only set his eyes on the silver fox who stood up. It seems that the entire tea restaurant is only able to enter his own eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Hart." It's been a long time since no one dared to call Silver Fox by name anymore. Even many of Silver Fox's subordinates and bodyguards still don't know the real name of their 'boss'.

Looking at Zhong Zecheng, who came alone, he was blocked by his bodyguards in front of the dining table five meters away, and the silver fox who swallowed a mouthful of foam had the confidence of 'many people' at this time.

The bodyguard who was responsible for protecting the silver fox pushed Zhong Zecheng's chest with one hand, turned his head and waited for his boss's order. And the silver fox, standing there with such interest, did not speak, staring playfully at Zhong Zecheng, who was in the center, looking 'embarrassed'.

Even at this time, Zhong Zecheng didn't take a second look at this nine-foot man. Turning his head sideways, Zhong Zecheng, who automatically blocked this behemoth, threw a smile at the silver fox at the end of the restaurant.

"I'm an honest person, but that doesn't mean I don't have a temper. Do you want me to just break your neck before Char arrives? Hart, how many dirty things you've done to get to where you are now. Are you really going to die? ”

Zhong Zecheng spoke Chinese, and few of the Silver Fox's bodyguards understood it. But as the silver fox of 'Huaxia Tong', after hearing these words, the whole person's face became iron-blue.

"This is England!" With his index finger pointing down, the silver fox said to Zhong Zecheng word by word. It seems that only with action does it seem that he is domineering and leaky.

"It's all the same there, as far as I'm concerned." After saying this, Zhong Zecheng lightly brushed aside the big man in front of him. Suddenly, this 'Big Mac', who was about 200 pounds, flew out directly as if he was weightless.

It wasn't until it hit a pillar not far away that it 'boomed' and fell heavily to the ground. And Zhong Zecheng, who was just taking a step forward, instantly shook off the many bodyguards who were still by his side just now, and came to the silver fox in the blink of an eye.

'Kaka......'

The muzzles of dozens of pistols were aimed at Zhong Zecheng's back, and he didn't look back, he still looked at the silver fox with a bright smile and said, "Are you willing to make a bet with me?" I bet that as long as someone shoots, you will die and I will not die. ”

'Gollum ......' The silver fox, who swallowed deeply and foamed, stretched out his right arm with difficulty. With a few flicks down, he motioned for his bodyguard to lower his firearm.

"Sit!" A sentence in Chinese with a round word.

Zhong Zecheng, who nodded slightly, pulled out a chair and sat down slowly.

"Drink something?"

"Plain water!"

'Bang ......'

'Boom la la ......'

'Ah......h

Just as Zhong Zecheng finished answering the silver fox's inquiry, a sudden gunshot rang out. The sniper was somewhere across the building, and while the bullet shattered the glass window, it instantly broke the arm of a bodyguard who was about to put a black gun in the café.

The blood splattered everywhere, which also caused all the ordinary people in the café to scream. And the big man whose arm was directly knocked out was even more screaming.

From beginning to end, Zhong Zecheng's eyes were on the silver fox opposite, but at this time his expression no longer had a gentle smile. In its place, there is a creepy coldness.

The rest of the MIA reported the situation to the headquarters as soon as possible. At this time, there were already people downstairs rushing towards the shooting point.

But all this seems to have nothing to do with Zhong Zecheng.

"Do you know what it means for you to behave like this?" Gritting his teeth and saying this, the silver fox, who was already oozing cold sweat on his back at this time, still looked at Zhong Zecheng strong and calm.

"If you are allowed to be the first year of junior high school, you will not allow me to be the fifteenth? Can you make a big fuss in the northwest of China, and I can't vent it in London? One sage, two Jedi, a whole group of killers, not counting the forbearance and cIa who participated in it. Silver Fox, you're getting more and more promising. Really, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you're about to become a god. ”

After saying this, Zhong Zecheng showed a cold smile. And the silver fox, who was suddenly 'speechless', sat up slightly straight.

'Bang ......'

'Boom...... Boom, a series of explosions broke out at the end of the street outside the glass window.

The explosions were all aimed at those who went to encircle and suppress the 'snipers', and in just this moment, the military intelligence bureau did not know how many more personnel were lost.

"Zhong Zecheng, you are a human, not a god! Don't feel ......"

"Come out!" Zhong Zecheng, who directly ignored the silver fox, glanced at the curtain in front of him.

As he finished saying this, an emaciated figure walked out from behind the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

"Knights of the Round Table, what are you in line?" This time, Zhong Zecheng used English.

"Six!" The man, who had written like gold, strolled towards the silver fox until he stood beside him, but did not sit down.

"Did Charr really think of himself as King Arthur? The Twelve Knights of the Round Table are his team, Silver Fox, do you guess that if the Holy See wants to leave them behind, how many of these twelve people will have to die? ”

Faced with Zhong Zecheng's questioning, Silver Fox didn't know how to answer.

"It's true that I'm not a god, but I want to go, can you ask Char to stop me? Unless you mobilize the army, oh, I think your men are already arranged. ”

Zhong Zecheng, who is full of laughter, continues to increase the sense of oppression given to the silver fox. Rao is entire building is on the central air conditioner with constant temperature, and the silver fox's forehead at this time is already covered with cold sweat.

'Jingle Bell ......' Silver Fox's internal mobile phone suddenly rang at this time. The latter looked at the number and answered the phone. Without saying a word, he stretched out his arm and handed the phone to Zhong Zecheng.

The latter took the phone indifferently.

"Okay, I'll go find you!" After saying these five words, Zhong Zecheng returned the phone to the silver fox. He got up slowly, looking at this guy condescendingly.

At this time, the Knight of the Round Table moved a little closer to the silver fox, although the two were now 'intimate'.

The murderous aura, Zhong Zecheng's rarely displayed murderous aura, made the Knight of the Round Table tremble in his heart.