Ten minutes later!

When the five Secret Service vehicles made a shocking noise and drove directly into the Langley Gate.

Get out of the car.

Mark immediately saw the Langley headquarters building not far away, which was as quiet as a ghost.

"Up, up, up!"

"One group, set up a cordon!"

"Roger!"

"The second team will take your team members to the perimeter of the conference building, and be careful not to open fire without my orders."

"Understood!"

"The third group will find out the layout plan of the conference building and connect with the combat command center."

"Yes!"

After Mark said this, he glanced at the door of the conference room that closed with a bang not far away, and smiled softly.

Just now I understand? Don't you think it's too late?

That's when it happened.

Wearing a pair of blue combat boots, Alyssa walked out of the headquarters building in the distance with two middle-aged men.

Alyssa looked at Mark and said with a hint of helplessness and disbelief, "So...... Ted didn't agree to your request, and he became a spy for Russia? ”

Mark didn't speak, glancing at the two men beside Alyssa.

The expressions of the two were very strange, as if they were trying to suppress an angry expression called Rabbit Death Fox Sadness......

Mark withdrew his gaze, looked at Alyssa, who was talking to him, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, I'd love to say yes, but I don't have the authority to frame a CIA director as a spy for another country." ”

As soon as Mark finished speaking, the man on Alyssa's right looked at Mark and said in a rather hoarse voice: "If this is a false accusation, you will know the consequences." ”

Mark glanced at him and didn't speak, but looked at Alyssa and said, "Who is this?" ”

"You ......"

Alyssa smiled and said, "This is Nat, the agent in charge of the Second Operations Division. ”

"Second?" Mark raised an eyebrow and said, "What about Frank?" ”

"He retired last month, that guy, didn't even come to the retirement dinner we had for him, and by the next day, all of us had lost track of him, like a ghost."

“…… Is it? Mark sighed and then glanced at Nat and shook his head from time to time and said, "The elites are all retired, no wonder they ......"

"What did you say?" The man named Nat couldn't help but be angry, what did this mean, was it to say that he was not as good as Frank, who was already old and couldn't walk?

"Enough!" At this moment, another man with glasses who looked a little old said in a deep voice.

Nat closed his mouth instantly.

"Pete, Pete Kachiopouros, Chief of the CIA's Second Special Operations Division."

"Mark, Mark Lewis, head of the FBI's New York office!"

Mark glanced at Pete's right hand, shook it, and said to the Nut, "That's the right way to communicate, where did you have the courage to think you can talk to me directly." ”

Nat glared at Mark, and it was Ted who helped him get into the CIA. It can be said that Ted is his benefactor.

And now, his benefactor doesn't know what happened, and he has become a deep diving agent lurking in the bureau......

This made Nat worry for a while, not because he was worried about Ted, but because he was afraid that because of this matter, he would also be listed as the target of investigation by the bureau.

God can testify that he survived for seven years and finally managed to become the agent in charge after Frank was gone......

Peter on the other side smiled, without the slightest intention of standing up for his little brother, but smiled at Mark and said, "The director has already informed us, and the personnel on the list you passed over have all entered the conference building ten minutes ago." ”

Mark smiled, just as he was about to speak.

Next second!

Bang –

A gunshot rang out from the conference building instantly, Mark was stunned for a moment, then looked at Peter and said playfully: "I remember that the CIA's conference building can ban any weapons." ”

Peter was also a little stunned, and then said with a serious face: "I assure you that before you trick them in, they have all gone through the security check. ”

Mark shrugged.

It's all this time, does it make sense to say this?

Pause!

Mark yelled directly at Jack, who was hiding behind the car not far away, "Get your ass out of the way and get me a walkie-talkie." ”

Half ringing.

Mark turned on the walkie-talkie in his hand and asked Debbie, "Did you send another walkie-talkie in?" ”

While Debbie was operating the computer, her right hand pointed to a controllable drone hanging from the window on the fifth floor of the conference building.

Produced by Hammer Industries, the bird drone that pirates Stark Industries' drones.

In terms of battery life and maneuverability!

Hammer Industries' drones are less than one-tenth the size of Stark Industries.

But......

In terms of price, Hammer Industries' drones are a third lower than Stark's.

Therefore, this is also the reason why the overseas army uses Stark, the domestic military Stark and Hammer divide the world, and then the law enforcement agency Hammer Industries forms a monopoly.

Even if it was Mark's office in New York, if Mark hadn't won a better price!

Honestly, Mark wants to give the purchase order to Hammer Industries.

No way.

If Hammer Industries is broken, it will be broken, and it will not be distressed, and any engineer can fix it.

And what about Stark's?

MMP, once disassembled, the internal program directly initiates the self-destruct program.

Mark was eager to ask Stark in person.

Your anti-theft is so good, how did Hammer Industries imitate it?

Don't...... You and Hammer have some ulterior and describable dealings in secret.

As long as Hammer Industries opened, Stark's lawsuit fought.

Stark appealed, and Hammer appealed......

So far......

There are already almost a dozen lawsuits going on at the same time.

But what about Hammer?

Not afraid at all, drinking a little wine, plagiarizing as usual, and making a lot of money......

Mark didn't know what Stark was thinking.

If he had been Stark, he would have knocked Hammer unconscious and thrown him into the Pacific Ocean to feed the baby sharks......

Looking at the window that was not moving, he said to the sniper who was squatting at the sniper point in the headquarters building, "Sniper, can you see the people inside?" ”

"No, sir!"

After receiving the reply, Mark shook his head, walked over to Debbie, who was tapping on the keyboard, and said, "How's the thermal imaging, is it coming out?" ”

Debbie nodded, and slowly circled around the two dozen drones hovering over the fifth floor of the conference building.

At the same time, more than 20 pictures equipped with thermal imaging are gathered on the same screen for easy viewing by Mark.

Mark glanced at the screen.

Half ring!

looked at the dense red dots inside, touched his chin and said, "How many cases are these dots?" ”

Debbie took one look and said, "No way, Hammer Industries' thermal imaging technology is not a little worse than Stark's." ”

Mark was speechless.

This girl is not a little worse.

This directly turns the stickman into a tadpole......

And also......

Mark felt that the more he looked at the red dots on it.

The more you look.

The more it looks like a heart......