Chapter Eighty-Six: Arms

(The foreshadowing chapter is completed, and the climax begins in this chapter.) Many former supporting roles will return one by one, begging for tickets and rewards. )

Obama's communication with Pu King was unhappy.

In the end, Obama did not agree to Pu's terms.

What are you kidding, we have been in the United States for more than 200 years, and now we have finally come out with a prodigy, do you want to be hooked by a British woman?

Who wants? Who wants?!

No one in the White House wanted that, not just President Obama, but the rest of the ministry.

Boston. Mayor's house.

The U.S. Secretary of State and Governor arrived to receive the British Foreign Secretary and His Royal Highness the Prince, together with the Mayor of Boston.

In any case, when a foreign minister visits, the White House is reluctant to do so, and it has to bring in an important person of the same weight.

At this time, there was a fierce confrontation in the living room, and the silent smoke of gunpowder almost set the mayor's house on fire.

"Mr. Secretary, the White House's actions have seriously damaged the friendship between Britain and the United States, and your country should give up blocking Miss Alice's actions." The British Foreign Secretary stared at the US Secretary of State.

And on the other side of him, the US Secretary of State did not budge.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Foreign Minister, but we don't want to disrupt Miss Alice's thoughts. It's just that now our little prodigy is in the hospital, and it is very serious. It's not a good time to meet anyone at the moment! ”

Hearing this, the British Foreign Secretary suddenly stood up, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"Ike is sick, and very sick? Are you sure, Mr. Secretary? Do you dare to pledge your reputation? ”

As soon as the question came out, the US secretary of state pulled open his collar, and a silver cross hung from the collar. Mr. Secretary of State held the cross in his hand and his face was solemn:

"In my honor as Secretary of State of the United States, I assure you that Ike is indeed ill, and very serious. According to our doctor's examination, it is expected that it will take at least 3 months of treatment to heal. ”

Burst! Burst! Burst!

The Foreign Secretary and the Prince vomited blood together.

Shameless, shameless. As the first power, the U.S. Secretary of State, in order to block Alice's meeting with Ike, actually lied about his face.

"You, you ......"

The Foreign Secretary was furious and wanted to open his mouth to curse.

Mr. Secretary of State shrugged his shoulders and looked innocent.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The Foreign Secretary and the British Prince left in a rage......

Watching them leave, the Governor of Massachusetts walked up to the Secretary of State, frowned, and said:

"That's not good, isn't that a little too rude? In any case, Britain has been the most important ally of our Commonwealth for a hundred years, and an important pawn in the clamp of the European continent. ”

Mr. Secretary of State sighed, helpless.

He didn't want to offend Britain in this way, but this incident was about the future of the Federation. The White House has already made a decision to let Alice meet the little prodigy only after Alice's influence has dissipated.

Otherwise, the prodigy of the United States in a century will become a prodigy of the United Kingdom, and it will really be a global laugh.

It may not be very likely, but even if there is only a 1% chance, the White House is not willing to take the risk.

"Are they going to give up?" At this time, the mayor of Boston asked.

Hearing this, Mr. Secretary and Mr. Governor both shook their heads.

Britain sent Alice to Boston, how could it be so easy to give up. The confrontation between Britain and the United States has only just begun.

9 a.m.

Hilton Grand Boston Downtown.

Several black SUVs parked outside the hotel, and then more than 20 men in suits with cold expressions stepped out of the cars.

Seeing this scene, the waiter at the Hilton Hotel was extremely shocked. The lobby manager hurriedly greeted him. (The manager is played by book friend: Gan Tianpeng.) )

"Welcome to the Hilton!"

However, these big men didn't even look at the lobby manager.

"Lock down the hotel immediately, no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

“Yessir!”

Hearing such an arrangement, the lobby manager was anxious and hurriedly shouted.

“NO,NO! You can't do that, this is the property of the Hilton family, and you're going to offend ......"

Before the lobby manager could finish his words, a cold pistol was pointed at his head. But with a click, the pistol's cutout was turned on.

"The FBI handles the case! Get the hell out of here! ”

"Yes, yes!"

……

In an instant, all entrances and exits to the Hilton Hotel were blocked by FBI agents.

As his subordinates finished their actions, three middle-aged men walked briskly into the Hilton Hotel.

They are-

Three of the thirteen aces of the FBI: Club 3, Club 6, Club 9. (This trick is played by three readers in the book friend group, namely: Amilia.)

, Sang Jun, Ye Xingyao. Let's hope they don't die. )

The elevator activated, carrying the trio to the top floor, where their goals were located.

"Ding Dong!" "Ding Dong!" ……

The doorbell rang for the guest room, and a moment later, a handsome white man opened the door.

Seeing this person, Meihua 3, 6, and 9 smiled coldly:

"I didn't expect that the ace agent of the British Military Intelligence Agency, the famous "Nighthawk", would one day change to become a bodyguard? ”

Nighthawk was extremely indifferent: "I'm sorry, I'm not called Nighthawk!" ”

"Oh, I know, your name has changed to Mr. Smith now. Why, Mr. Smith won't invite us in to sit down? Surely there are some important people hidden in the room? ”

Nighthawk's brow furrowed, and he didn't say anything, but his body was still stuck in the doorway.

Seeing this, the right hands of the three of them gradually leaned towards the pistol on their waists......

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly sounded in the room. The sound is a little vicissitudes, as if it has been weathered for a long time.

"Nighthawk, let them in!"

Nighthawk got out of the way and let the three of them into the room.

Upon entering the room, the three of them were shocked. But see, in the center of the living room of this superior room, countless munitions are densely placed. There was a Spitfire pistol, there was an IDW submachine gun, there was a P-14 automatic rifle, a Mk.I (T) sniper rifle......

Hey, there was even a PIAT.Mk.1 anti-tank launcher.

The three of them turned their heads to look at the open bedrooms, which were also covered with munitions.

"You, you ......" Plum 3 was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"You're bringing so many arms into the country!"

"FUCK!, DO YOU KNOW THAT ALL THESE MUNITIONS CAN EQUIP AN ARMY BATTALION? What do you want to do, what do you want to do?! ”

Hearing the question of plum blossom 9, the voice of vicissitudes sounded again.

"As you say, we're getting ready to be bodyguards!"

Protect your sister's dart, I don't know that I think you are going to rob the bank.

"Who are you?!" Plum 9 asked in a deep voice.

As soon as this question came out, Plum 3 and Plum 6 discovered that in the corner of the living room, a white man was standing. The man was about 40 years old, with an ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes.

Only those eyes are like the ocean, unfathomable.

The three of them had been ignoring the second person in the room. For an agent, this is an extremely rare major mistake.

Who is he and who is he?

"Former captain of the third team of the British Royal Airborne Special Service, former head of the North Africa division of the British Military Intelligence Agency!"

"My name is Andrey! Andre Taylor! ”