Chapter 166: Jungle Liwei
Looking at the English text message, Wu Hongzhi said that this was not Dinas's style. If Dinas wanted to find him, she would appear directly in front of him, and she would not play with the tone of text messages at all. So almost subconsciously, Wu Hong intuitively felt that there was something greasy in this.
Thinking that this woman had a relationship with him after all, Wu Hong immediately asked Alice to search to confirm whether Dinas was in any danger. After a few breaths, Alice sent back the news that Dinas was no longer in Tusancho.
In order to find out the secret behind this text message, Wu Hong decided to go to the appointment in person, and by the way, to determine Dinas's safety.
To the east of the small town of Tusancho is a low-lying riverbed. It is the Blue Nile River that runs through the north and south of Sudan. The river has narrowed by here, but it is still the main source of water for the town.
In the wide riverbed, a dense forest grows. At a glance, there are at least thousands of acres of bread. Most of the trunks are as thick as the mouth of the sea bowl, and they are located between the subtropics and the tropics, giving them a distinct tropical jungle character.
There is a trail about two meters wide in the forest, which connects the town to the Blue Nile.
Wu Hong walked slowly towards the depths of the jungle along this path. With the earthy smell of water, Wu Hong silently counted every tree trunk he walked by. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the marked trunk of a tree dozens of meters in front of him. As far as the eye could see, I could see the marks on the trees!
It was a typical skull mark, and by this point, Wu Hong had figured out the other party's purpose.
Someone wanted to kill him!
As for who the other party is, Wu Hong already has a preliminary prediction. In fact, this is combined with the disappearance of Dinas. It's not hard to tell.
Suddenly, Wu Hong's mobile phone rang.
After answering the phone, there was a smug male voice.
"Haha When I bring back the news of your death, I'm sure Dinas will shed a few tears for you......"
Before Vincent finished speaking, he was stunned to find Wu Hong's figure disappearing into his binoculars. Immediately, the sniper group received reports of loss of target.
βShitοΌβ Vincent couldn't help but curse resentfully, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart. Then Wu Hong's voice came from the phone: "Vincent." For me. Dinas is a wonderful lover and I was fascinated by her performance in bed. Can you tell me, where did she go? β
When Vincent heard this, he couldn't help but be furious. Dinas's youthful beauty. He also had fantasies. Now he has been taken the lead by an outsider. And relish. It made him mad with jealousy. It seems that the Yankees are not as open as people think when it comes to some things.
Jealousy drove Vincent mad, and he sneered viciously, "Mr. Wu." I'm sorry to tell you that due to poor mission, Dinas team has been urgently recalled by the bureau. Dinas was greeted with more than just a suspension check. Mr. Wu, you caused all this, I wonder how you feel? β
"Oh, is it? Looks like I need to talk to your director, Denver. The CIA has done so many dirty things, but it still leaves such a detailed case file on its internal website. I was just going to hang out on your intranet site, and I saw something I shouldn't have seen. β
"What do you say? You are talking nonsense! The CIA's internal website uses the most advanced protection network in the United States, and it is impossible for any hacker in the world to succeed. Mr. Wu, as far as I know, you are just a college student majoring in business administration, and you do not have the knowledge and ability in computer science at all. β
Wu Hong said in a mocking tone: "Really? So Mr. Vincent, when you were five years and three months old, you redeemed yourself for the first time, and you were facing the poster of that actress? Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Vincent, I overestimated you. At that time, you didn't dare to be sexually interested in female celebrities at all, you were only sexually interested in the old nuns in their forties in the church. Haluha, I really didn't expect you, Mr. Vincent, to have such a heavy taste when you were five years old......"
For a moment, Vincent's face turned pale. This information is unique only on the CIA's internal website. Wu Hong's ability to say so much is evident that he has indeed hacked the CIA's internal website. What's even more terrifying is that if Wu Hong didn't say it himself, the CIA wouldn't know that his internal website had been compromised.
"Everyone, pay attention, shoot on your own, and be sure to kill the target in the jungle!" Vincent gritted his teeth and gave the order to kill.
Wu Hong's leisurely sigh came from the phone: "Alas, Mr. Vincent doesn't want to play more, then I have to end this game!" β
Dozens of breaths later, Vincent lost contact with the sniper team.
The prey becomes the hunter!
"Attention, everyone, retreat immediately, retreat immediately!"
After Vincent issued the order, there was only a brief response. He knew that he had lost two more subordinates! So he held the micro charge and quickly crossed the jungle, scurrying along the route he had infiltrated.
A whining sound of grievance suddenly came from the communication channel, and then disappeared.
Vincent looked back as he ran, his subordinates, a total of five people, were now all wiped out! Finally, he jumped out of the jungle and looked at the way he came, while silently praying to the god of the earth.
Suddenly, a chill rose from his back. Vincent turned around abruptly, only to see a black hole with the muzzle facing him, and the person holding the gun was none other than Wu Hong, who suddenly disappeared from their sight.
"Monsieur Vincent, for the early return of my best lover Dinas, accompany me to spend some time in this town. Now I can only wronged you......"
A moment later, Wu Hong clapped his hands and walked out of the forest path, full of pride. Vincent wanted to put himself to death, obviously because of the instructions from above, and Dinas was in some trouble now, Wu Hong felt that it was necessary to talk to Denver.
When the confrontation between the two sides was implemented from the perspective of the country to the perspective of the individual, Wu Hong suddenly felt that everything was not so constrained. It's like now, he's talking to Denver. I didn't get inferior to anyone else because of the other party's high authority.
"Denver, I'm Wu Hong."
Denver, who was far away in the United States, suddenly stood up from his chair, and he certainly meant that receiving this phone call meant something. Because the order to kill Wu Hong was given to Vincent by himself.
"Mr. Wu, I don't know what you are looking for me, what are you doing?" Denver forced his composure as he directed the people around him to conduct rapid signal tracking and analysis.
"Oh, yes, Denver, I wanted to inform you. Your hard-tasting subordinate Vincent. and his panelists. Now they are all naked in the jungle on the edge of the Blue Nile. You should know that in this tropical jungle, there are always some snakes, insects, rats, ants and so on, in case you are too late to rescue them. Maybe they'll die. β
Denver's tone smacked of surprise: "Say so." You didn't kill them? β
Wu Hong smiled and said, "Denver." You're really good at laughing. Why should I kill them? After all, they were Dinas colleagues, and Dinas was my best bed mate, and I didn't want to make Dinas uncomfortable. Otherwise. I have long since posted the CIA's old files on the Internet and left them for netizens all over the world to share. β
"Mr. Wu, I remember that a great man in your country said that humility makes people progress. I don't know what you deliberately released a lie at this time, what is it for? After Denver finished speaking in a low voice, the assistant next to him had completed the tracking and analysis of the signal. The results showed that the cell phone signal was coming from the edge of the jungle just east of the small town of Tusancho.
"Oh, Denver, it looks like you're just as hard-mouthed as Vincent. But when I told him about jerking off to a picture of an old nun when he was five years old, he was speechless. β
Denver immediately believed Wu Hong's words, and at the same time, he still did not forget to confirm professionally: "May I ask Mr. Wu, does your behavior represent the government of your country?" β
"Unfortunately, Denver, my actions are purely personal and have nothing to do with the Chinese government. This has been the case before, and it will be the same in the future. Wu Hong's answer was also full of professional shirk and high-sounding.
Denver couldn't help but frown, and the other party claimed that everything was his personal behavior, which was the most headache for the CIA. After all, a person who can single-handedly capture all the members of Vincent's group is not something that can be easily settled. At this time, the state apparatus seems to be powerless.
The phone had already hung up, and after a brief hesitation, Denver made a decision.
Two cars, which had just arrived in Damazin, suddenly turned around and drove at a brisk pace in the direction of the small town of Tusancho. In the car, Dinas hung up the phone and couldn't help muttering: "It's Hong's credit, it must be Hong's credit!" β
Two hours later, Vincent and the others left a lot of colorful traces on the skin of Bai Huahua by insects and ants. Fortunately, no poisonous snakes appeared during this time, and a group of people did not cause non-combat attrition. As for the embarrassment of being naked, being ridiculed by the members of Dinas's group no longer seemed important to them who had wandered around the Ghost Gate.
In the narrow room, two sweaty bodies overlapped each other, as if fried rice was churning in a steaming pot. The wanton screams had broken through the roof, but no one dared to disturb them.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Wu Hong glanced at it, and after connecting it, there was Denver's sinister flattering voice.
"Mr. Wu, I don't think there has ever been an insoluble grudge between the CIA and you personally. You see, those old CIA files, can you consider keeping them secret for us? β
Wu Hong moved proudly, and Dinas on his body couldn't help but let out a coquettish moan.
"Yes, Denver. The old dossier is about old-fashioned things, and I'm really not interested in being a gossip reporter. However, I am more interested in the development of Tamas's oil fields, and I wonder if Denver is considering giving up this area. β
Denver couldn't help wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said: "Of course, of course, the energy reserves of the United States, the largest in the world, and that small oil field will be transferred to Mr. Wu." β
The phone hung up, Wu Hong secretly scolded shamelessly, obviously Huaxia found out first, what right does Denver have to say the word transfer? However, he didn't bother to bother with this, but turned over and pressed the already tired and weak Dinas under him, and actively 'cultivated'...... (To be continued......)
PS: Sorry, this chapter is from yesterday. Fifty minutes late.
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