The moment he saw Xiao holding the sledgehammer, Solotov, who had a stress reaction, suddenly trembled all over.

Pity him, a tough guy who can ambush all day in the desert with temperatures as high as 45 during the day and -20 at night, he was tamed by a hammer.

It's no wonder that he, whoever steps on a horse is smashed by a hammer in an unguarded situation and can't do anything, there will be a shadow after the personnel.

Therefore, in the face of the shadow of death smashed by a hammer, Solotov's heart began to beat rapidly, and adrenaline began to be secreted rapidly.

He knew that if he didn't do anything about it, this madwoman might really pick up a sledgehammer and smash herself into pieces!

"Wait...... Wait a minute! I have something to say!"

"Oh?"

Shaw, who was about to pick up the sledgehammer, let go of his hand again, and the sturdy hammer landed on the concrete floor with a dull sound.

The voice made Sorotov creepy.

He could have imagined the consequences of the hammer smashing into him, after all, the three unconscious limbs on his body were telling him about the cruelty of the woman in front of him.

Solotov swallowed with difficulty and continued to speak:

"Can someone else take me on my way?"

After saying that, Solotov's eyes fell on Du Wei, who was fiddling with the instruments on the operating table.

In this secret room with only one door, the young man next to him was a little friendlier.

What's more, judging by what he was wearing, this young man was more like a doctor who saved people than like this woman, who had the psychology of a butcher under his pretty face.

I was able to wake up smoothly, probably thanks to the young man's healing.

So if he had to die, he still hoped that the doctor would inject him with some lethal drugs by the way, and it would be better to die peacefully.

And Shaw, who heard Solotov's request, sneered, re-grasped the handle of the hammer made of light alloy and replied:

"Are you sure you want to change him?"

Seeing that Xiao regained his grip on the handle of the hammer, cold sweat broke out from Sorotov's back.

To be honest, he really didn't know that before he met this woman, the sweat he was sweating in a moment could make him feel like he had just finished taking a shower.

But if the ending is a headshot with a sledgehammer anyway, he is still willing to try to change the subject.

It's just that the fear in his heart made his voice tremble.

"Indeed...... Sure."

Hearing the answer, Shaw's arm jerked up the sledgehammer so hard that Sorotov, who thought he was going to die, closed his eyes in despair.

But two seconds later, nothing happened.

When the nervous Sorotov opened his eyes, he found that Xiao had just carried the sledgehammer on his shoulder, and then pointed in the direction of Du Wei with his chin, signaling that he would not regret picking it himself.

Sorotov, who understood the meaning of Shaw's expression, turned his head to look, and this look suddenly made him know how the word regret was written.

Na Du Wei didn't sort out the surgical instruments in the operating tray at all, and there were all kinds of brand-new torture instruments that were being sterilized in alcohol!

Looking at the various torture instruments used to peel skins, debon, cramp, and pick membranes, Solotov's uneasiness in his heart has been put to the maximum. ….

He couldn't remember when he had provoked such a horrible guy.

What kind of doctor is this, who saves the sick and heals people, and is clearly a heinous bloody executioner!

Thinking that he might be tortured for longer than being killed by a sledgehammer, Sorotov felt a dull pain underneath.

Because now he can't pee even if he wants to!

"Wait...... Wait a minute! Wait!"

Hearing this, Du Wei stopped the movement of sterilizing the equipment, raised his head, and looked at Sorotov indifferently.

After feeling the other party's disregard for life, Solotov frantically told himself in his heart to calm down first.

After a series of blows, he had long since lost his sniper response

It's time to calm down.

In this case, he was not thinking right.

Sorotov, who had forced himself to calm down, had all the secrets he knew in his head.

He was sure that no one could target him for no reason.

Then the person who came could only have come because of what happened not long ago.

The people who came here did not directly hand him over to the authorities, nor did they kill him directly, but tortured him as soon as they came up, showing that he still had value.

It's just that this value can be big or small, even if the other party only owns his corpse.

Then the result of the matter is very simple, they actually want to make themselves sit on the charge of assassinating the president!

This is completely different from what he said to the Secret Service to find someone to blame, and he can still do things for the Secret Service in the future!

This shows that the person in front of him can only be the opponent of those people in the Secret Service!

Sorotov, who understood this, suddenly had a clear idea.

No wonder the other party is not afraid of killing himself at all, it doesn't matter if he dares to love whether he is dead or alive.

Sorotov, who realized this, immediately understood how to save his own precarious life.

He spoke again before the other man became impatient:

"I'm willing to testify in court that the Secret Service instructed me to assassinate the president!"

After saying this quickly, Sorotov's nervousness almost jumped out of his throat.

Whether it's life or death depends on this moment.

After all, if you want him to testify in court, then you must spare his life.

But if the other party insists on his corpse, then now is the time to do it.

Fortunately, Sorotov was right.

The young man in the white coat standing not far from him suddenly grinned and smiled satisfied.

"Okay, but before you go to court, I need to know who you're going to testify against and how?"

Faced with Du Wei's question, Sorotov breathed a sigh of relief, since the matter had come to this point, it proved that his life had been saved.

Then he had to say sorry to Agent Johnson of the Secret Service.

He still knows which is more important than other people's lives.

"One of the Secret Service chiefs, Agent Johnson.

I've backed up footage from several secret locations.

With those things, it can definitely be confirmed that Agent Johnson was involved in the assassination plan to assassinate the president!"

After saying this, Sorotov's whole body relaxed, and he thought that what he had explained now was enough to give Du Wei an account.

After all, if he died, not a single big fish could be involved. ….

Now that Johnson is involved, the big fish is enough for Du Wei's side to have a headache.

But he didn't expect that Du Wei was not satisfied with his explanation, and Johnson was not the target of Du Wei from beginning to end.

So Du Wei took out a brand-new peeling knife from the surgical tray and gestured to Sorotov's face and said:

"As the head of the Secret Service who is supposed to protect the president's security, he wants to assassinate the president?

I believe that Johnson, who was entrusted with the task after multiple psychological evaluations, would not have done such a thing for no reason.

You say that he is the mastermind, don't say I don't believe it, I'm afraid you don't believe it in your own heart.

So think about it, you only have one last chance to speak."

Sorotov's heart sank when he felt the cold peeling knife slicing across his face, and he realized Du Wei's true purpose.

Du Wei actually wanted to dig out the mastermind behind Johnson through his line!

It stands to reason that a mercenary like him who collects money to do things will never delve into the employer's business, which is a taboo in the industry!

But one thing Du Wei said was right, he Solotov was never a qualified mercenary, and those unspoken rules that were tacitly accepted in the mercenary world were bullshit to him!

In order not to be hacked afterwards, it is important to have the necessary understanding of the employer beforehand

Affair.

And this assassination of the president was so big that Sorotov naturally feared that he would be exterminated.

So in addition to the necessary audio and video recordings, he did rely on his amazing stealth ability to quietly follow Johnson and obtain incredible information.

It's just that this piece of information was used to save his life when he might be killed, so he didn't say it in the explanation just now.

After all, the people involved in this matter are those who can be compared to the president.

But it was clear that Du Wei knew what he was hiding.

He certainly has the option to continue lying, but like Du Wei said, there's a good chance he'll only get one chance.

If he answers incorrectly, he will not only die, but also die a painful death!

This forced Sorotov to think about his situation.

Considering the madwoman's attitude towards him earlier, he felt that the other party might really not care much about his life.

If he bites Johnson to death, I'm afraid that the skinning knife will provoke his own skin in the next second, so that he can feel the radiation of the strong ultraviolet lamp.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Sorotov felt that the only way to survive seemed to be to reveal all those secrets.

"I've figured it out, but can you keep this knife away from me first?

I'm afraid this knife will accidentally open my face."

Hearing this, Du Wei smiled and threw the peeling knife back on the operating plate.

"Say it."

Solotov, who decided to tell the truth of the matter, finally stopped being so nervous, swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat and continued:

"Seriously, I have ample evidence that Agent Johnson was involved in the plan to assassinate the president.

But if you say that you want to implicate the people behind him, then I'm afraid I don't have enough evidence in my hands.

Because the person that guy secretly went to see was the Majority Party of the Beautiful Country***, the Speaker of the House of Representatives - His Excellency Francis. ….

I have a picture of the two of them meeting, but I don't capture any of what they were talking to.

There is a strong noise disturbance in the area where Francis is, causing any eavesdropping equipment to fail.

So I can conclude that the assassination of the President is inextricably linked to him, and that he will be the one who will benefit the most from the death of the President and the Vice President.

It's just that this evidence has caused a storm in public opinion at most, but it can't stop him from becoming interim president.

But this evidence is enough to make his approval rating drop and prevent him from becoming interim president.

That's all I know, and I can say the same thing when I testify.

But you must promise to send me out of the beautiful country after the trial, or I would rather die than testify."

Sorotov told all he knew in one go, of course, in order to avoid retaliation from the majority led by Francis, he had to leave a way out for himself.

With the clues he currently has in his hands, it is completely possible to turn them into tainted witnesses, in exchange for a departure from the country is a very reasonable request.

Even if it was the prosecutor standing across from him, he would agree.

After all, his confession can bring greater benefits to prosecutors.

Therefore, as long as Du Wei wants to use him to fight the Francis faction, Du Wei will definitely agree to his request!

Sure enough, in the next second, Du Wei inquired about the address where he had a backup.

Seeing this, Sorotov's face finally showed a relieved smile.

It seems that he is really safe.

As for the injuries suffered on the body, it can only be said that the future will be long.

As a sniper, the last thing he lacks is patience.

But at the moment, his life is still in the hands of others, so he still has to cooperate with Du Wei first.

So Solotov asked Du Wei for a computer, and jumped through multiple addresses before coming to the private cloud space he had built with a lot of money.

Preserve the relevant evidence

After being in the USB flash drive, Sorotov handed the USB flash drive into Du Wei's hands, and then said confidently:

"Can you give me a better living environment now?"

Du Wei looked at the USB flash drive in his hand and smiled, then quickly pulled out the gun, flicked one arm hard and used inertia to complete the loading, and then aimed at Sorotov and fired.

Bang!

After the gunshot, Sorotov's expression froze on that surprised expression.

He never thought that Du Wei would really kill him!

Obviously, he has already agreed to testify in court!

He couldn't figure it out, and he never had a chance to figure it out again.

Of course, Duvy would not tell Sorotov that it was all too normal for a living witness to change his confession.

At that time, the pressure Sorotov faced was on all sides, and Sorotov, who was able to compromise here, could not guarantee that he would not compromise a second time.

So all Du Wei needed was his corpse, because only the dead could speak loyally.

Xiao on the side looked at Solotov's corpse in front of him with a look of regret.

Until now, the image of Uncle Punishment giving Billy a headshot yesterday echoed in her mind.

This feeling of smashing human brains, to be honest, she would love to try it.

It's a pity that Du Wei needs Sorotov's corpse, one that can at least recognize his face. ….

If the sledgehammer falls, I'm afraid even Sorotov won't be able to recognize who it is.

What's more, an excellent lone wolf like Sorotov is bound to have no family involvement for a long time.

Shaw sighed, regretfully starting to disassemble the new sledgehammer, and it looked like it would only be able to fill it with blood next time.

Soon, Reese and McKel came in to 'keep the body fresh, dispose of.

After all, it's not yet time for Solotov's corpse to appear.

Now it's up to Agent Madani to be smart enough to protect Bob.

……

On the other side, Madani, who was carrying Bob into his car, immediately noticed that his car was followed by a tail.

A black Volkswagen had been following them for three blocks in a row.

Moreover, after Madani compared the license plate number, it was found that the other party was a fake car.

The intention of keeping up with a deck car at such a time is almost self-evident.

Madani glanced at Bob, who seemed to be honestly staying in the back of the car, through the rearview mirror, and was even more convinced of the guess that Bob was innocent.

If it is not really innocent, how can the other party be so persistent in chasing and killing.

However, on this kind of street, the other party can only follow them......

As soon as Madani's idea fell, a cement truck rushed forward at the corner of the alley passing by, knocking the SUV Madani was riding directly into his back!

In the midst of the tumbling, Madani only felt that time had frozen.

She could clearly see the expressions on everyone's faces, but then everything returned to normal, and the vehicle rolled heavily on the ground for three and a half weeks before coming to a halt in smoke.

After dozens of seconds of silence, a slender foot kicked the passenger door open, and the bleeding Madani staggered to his feet.

Now she feels like everything in the world is spinning, a symptom of a concussion.

And she could clearly feel the heat running down her head, not water, but hot blood.

But the priority was to get Bob, who was handcuffed to the car door, out.

As for the driver...... Unfortunately, it was on the side that was hit by the cement truck, and it was directly lifeless.

Madani staggered to the back seat and opened the door to see Bob curled up in a baby-like position, minimizing the impact of the crash.

Look at his form much better than Madani.

However, the handcuffs on his wrists restricted him from leaving his seat.

Madani didn't say much, and just took out the key and unlocked it for Bob.

Looking at Madani in embarrassment

Unlocked, Bob calmly spoke:

"If you believe what Du Wei said I wasn't a murderer, you could have given me the driver's weapon.

Believe me, taking me in your state will only make us both die on the streets of Washington.

Of course, the next day's newspaper must have been the result of my attempt to escape."

Hearing Bob's words, Madani didn't answer, she just forced her vertigo head to untie Bob's handcuffs.

Then, as if inadvertently, the pistol in the holster slipped off.

Bob naturally understood.

The moment he got out of the car, he hid the gun with a swipe of his hand. ….

After Bob left the vehicle that was about to explode, the Volkswagen sedan, which had been following the two men, stopped.

Then a guy wearing a black hood and a Glock 17 pistol got out of the car and aimed directly at Bob to shoot.

It's just that he didn't expect Bob, who is a sniper, to have a very sharp intuition, and the moment he saw the Volkswagen stop, he directly knocked Madani down.

And that's exactly when someone comes to shoot.

Immediately after that, when Bob got up again, it was in the gap between his 17 rounds and hiding behind the car to reload.

Bob let out a deep sigh and adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, waiting with great concentration for the person behind the car to show his head.

By the time the bullet-swapped attacker re-exposed his scalp, a bullet pierced his skull with unmistakable precision, ending his life.

After all, if you give a top sniper time to prepare, there is no reason to miss it.

After killing the attacker, Bob calmly pulled Madani, who wanted to leave the scene, into the intact Volkswagen.

Then, after dragging the body into the car, he motioned for Madani to drive.

Only this time their destination is Bob's final say.

……

The sleepy-eyed Donkey was awakened by a sharp knock on the door.

He squinted at his phone on the bedside table, it was already noon.

And yesterday, because he was too late in the white wall, he pulled up all the electric curtains as soon as he returned to the hotel.

With the lights turned off, even though it's sunny outside, it's still as quiet as night inside.

Such an exquisite sleeping environment and the do-not-disturb mode of the mobile phone naturally made Donkey put down all his worries and sleep well.

It's just that the continuous knocking sound outside the door still makes him feel a little irritated.

The donkey, who cursed in a low voice, put on the silk nightgown hanging on the hanger, put on the slippers specially prepared by the hotel, walked to the back of the door, and looked out through the cat's eyes.

Standing outside the door was Dr. Mindy, who he had arranged to live on the same floor.

Seeing Mindy frowning and banging frantically on the door made Donkey realize that something big had happened again!

What's wrong with Washington? Is there so much going on?

With a stomach full of questions, Donkey opened the door.

As soon as Mindy entered the door, he crackled and uttered a series of sentences, which were made by Donkey, who had just woken up and whose brain was not fully turned on, stunned.

Seeing Donkey's bewildered expression, Mindy realized that he was in too much of a hurry.

But he's not in a hurry!

Because the president is dead!

The president who promised them a development yesterday is dead!

This means that the satellite overhead, which could wipe out humanity, threatens all of humanity once again!

Mindy, who was anxious to use both hands and feet, and wished to have an extra mouth, finally made the whole thing clear.

But Donkey couldn't help but pinch his face.

He always felt like he was in a dream.

That's the president of a beautiful country, and if you say you're dead, you're dead?

Do all the agents of the Secret Service eat dry food?

Thinking of his own speculation yesterday, he was even more terrified in his heart. ….

This time, Du Wei seems to have played too much.

This was not the time when Kennedy was still alive, and modern technological advances have made many crimes undetected.

The assassination of the president of the beautiful country will certainly make the entire beautiful country officials angry.

When the time comes, let alone digging three feet into the ground, even the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the family will be dug up clean!

Donkey can only pray now that all this has nothing to do with Du Wei.

Otherwise, he could probably consider transferring assets overnight and running overseas to spend his life.

The thoughtful Donkey ignored all the questions Mindy asked.

In the face of human death and self-death, Donkey Scar naturally has to focus on the latter first.

So after thinking about it again and again, he still dialed the phone number left by Du Wei.

After organizing the language in his mind, Donkey asked cautiously:

"Du Wei, today's event has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Well, it has to do with that."

A little? It's 100 million points!

For Donkey, Dewey's answer was an indirect admission that he had planned the assassination of the president.

Donkey, who was uneasy in his heart, finally couldn't help but continue:

"You're too bold, aren't you, aren't you really afraid of the East Window incident?"

Upon asking this question, Donkey realized that he seemed to be the bold one.

If Du Wei really planned to assassinate the president, then if he talked to Du Wei like this, wouldn't Du Wei be able to kill him in minutes?

But fortunately, Du Wei on the other end of the phone didn't care about Donkey's words, Du Wei just chuckled, and then said:

"The East Window incident? I think the next president should give me the Medal of Honor."

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