Sloan, the factory manager, is a person who knows how to make trade-offs.

To put it bluntly.

Sloan is an unusually refined egoist, and he will do anything that is good for him.

And now?

Whether Wesley is important or the nest is important has never been a choice question for Sloane.

If Wesley died, it would be great, and it would be impossible to find a few more killers, so he would sell the Brotherhood of Killers to the Continental Hotel and seek refuge from the Continental Hotel, in front of the Continental Hotel, a mere cross, no matter how powerful it was, it would be a flea.

But if the nest is lost?

To be precise, if the things he put in the nest are gone, then there is nothing left.

If people lose land, people and land are lost.

If the land is lost, both people and land will survive.

This is the ancient wisdom from the East, and the factory director Sloan still understands it.

So......

Sloane, the factory manager, stared blankly at the whizzing helicopter outside the window, and then, under the control of the insecticide, the vehicle turned around and sped away in the direction it came.

At this moment, Wesley, who was hiding in the safe house, shivered, listened to the sound of the helicopter circling outside, and hoped that the fire fox who had rescued him from the bottom life would once again rescue him like a goddess.

Poor Wesley didn't know that he had been abandoned by Sloane.

Also unaware of George!

Just after the factory director Sloan and others turned around and returned to the textile factory, half an hour later, George, who was stationed near the safe house, waiting to wipe out the killers who came to the rescue, looked at the time on his watch.

Wesley believed that the scene of him hiding in the safe house was not captured by the New York Police Department.

But actually......

The footage of how Wesley dodged the camera, how he got out of the back of the convenience store, and how he got into the safe house after that was seen by the New York Police Department was real.

Again, that's the same sentence.

Under normal circumstances, if Wesley runs like this, there is no problem, and there is a 95% probability of getting rid of the New York Police Department's tracking.

However, what Wesley is facing is not the New York Police Department, which is usually fishing, he is facing the New York Police Department, which is full of firepower, even bursting with firepower, and this case has received the full support of the Washington Department of Justice.

Helicopter.

HD satellites.

If Booker hadn't just made a phone call back in time, for God's sake, I'm afraid that at this time, Langley's spy satellites coordinated by a certain House member would have been transferred to the New York Police Department for use.

Therefore, in such a situation, even if he is now ranked first in the killer world, John, a retired top killer, will completely kneel in front of the New York Police Department.

What's more, Wesley is such a killer who has become a killer in a month.

But......

Something is wrong.

George, who was thinking of closing the door and beating the dog, calculated the time that had passed since he and Booker ended the call, and secretly said in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his head.

Standing next to him, Beckett, who was also wearing a body armor, saw this and looked at George: "What's wrong?" ”

George frowned and confirmed with Beckett, "How long has it been since this guy entered the safe house?" ”

Beckett looked at his watch: "Forty minutes." ”

George gasped.

Seeing this, Beckett looked at the tablet in the hand of a police officer next to him: "The thermal imaging picture from the satellite three minutes ago, there are still people in the safe house, it should be the target." ”

George didn't speak, flicked the spy glasses on the bridge of his nose, and tried to contact someone who was undercover in the enemy camp at this moment, but the treatment was not bad at all, and there was even a chance to catch up on sleep.

But......

No one answered.

After all, who sleeps, still wears glasses.

Sure enough, George's call naturally received no response.

Half ring!

"No waiting."

Seeing that he couldn't see the news of the undercover agent, George's eyes flickered, looked at the safe house two blocks away from here, and ordered in a deep voice: "I'm afraid something has happened, I can't wait, arrest someone." ”

There was a pause.

George looked at Beckett, who had been preparing to give orders from the SWAT team for a long time: "Catch it alive." ”

Beckett frowned, then nodded, and turned to walk towards the command car that was parked not far away.

George didn't say he was caught alive because he knew that the killer in the safe house wasn't the real murderer.

Belch......

Well, there's part of the reason for that.

However, more part of the reason is that George always felt that if Wesley was captured alive, perhaps, there would be something else, or if an undercover agent was unfortunately exposed, then, at that time, they still had a killer in their hands, who could make a deal with each other, so that the life of the undercover agent would not be lost for no reason.

Although I don't know why the killers who agreed to rescue their companions did not appear, the companions who were able to let this group of killers want to be rescued, no matter how you look at it, are all important personnel of the killer organization.

That's why George finally changed his tune and let the Secret Service catch him alive.

Soon.

After receiving the order to attack, the SWAT team lurking near the safe house started to move.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Dog, dog!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Three bulletproof armored vehicles full of SWAT team members roared from both sides of the street into the street where it was not clear what was happening, and then the SWAT team members armed to the teeth jumped out of the bulletproof armored vehicles, driving away the nearby helpless people, while quickly approaching Wesley's safe house in a tactical formation.

Fortunately, the residents of New York City, especially Queens, have developed a good habit of almost the moment they see the SWAT team members get out of the car, and after hearing the sound of the drive, they turn around and run away quickly.

"Wesley Cross!"

The SWAT captain took the lead, pointed his assault rifle directly at the safe house where Wesley was, and began to call the door: "You're surrounded by us!" ”

In the safe house, he just heard the alarm bell in his ears, and he already felt that something was wrong, and at this moment, Wesley, who was hiding next to the window, suddenly heard the scream of the SWAT captain, and his whole body was numb in an instant.

Do they know my name?

Wesley's eyes shrank, the adrenaline that he had learned to control in the past month, at this moment, he could no longer control it, and his heartbeat began to increase rapidly.

"You have five seconds to come out and surrender!"

The SWAT team leader looked at the non-moving safe house, and after waiting for a while, he gave an ultimatum directly to Wesley, and then nodded to the team members on both sides: "Ready!" ”

in the house.

Wesley, sweating profusely and his heart was beating fast, kept changing the look on his face for five seconds.

……