Chapter 76 Behind the Conspiracy

Today's MG New York is definitely an eventful time. Not long after the tragic attack and killing that night, two suicide bombings were staged on the luxurious streets of New York. Two suicide bombings killed more than 100 people. In the human rights MG, which absolutely caused a great sensation and even the limelight. The shooting of the night before yesterday was overwhelm.

In a luxurious manor in MG New York, a large number of big men in black suits and sunglasses blocked the whole manor. Even at night, it was illuminated like day.

Several cars have obviously been modified. The window glass is all thick bulletproof glass, and the four tires seem to be like the tires of a big truck. The beautiful model gives people a domineering feeling. In this way, they rushed into the door of the quickly opened manor. In the sound of several sharp whistles, several cars Hurry to the square in front of the three-story villa building.

More than a dozen big men in camouflage uniforms rushed out of the building with guns on their backs, quickly surrounded several cars in the middle, and coldly alerted every move around them. From the middle car, an old man with white hair, with obvious MG characteristics, strode down from the car and looked at his appearance. I'm afraid he is sixty or seventy years old, but his body is tough. I'm afraid that people in their 40 or 50s are not as good as him.

"Has Mox Sda Mingwei arrived?" The old man's eyes fixed on a big man in military uniform as soon as he got out of the car, and asked in a low voice with evil spirit.

After saluteing the old man, the officer quickly said, "He has come, in the reception hall on the second floor."

The old man did not respond, but strode towards the building.

A few minutes later, the old man opened the door of the reception hall on the second floor and looked at the old man on the sofa in the middle of the hall. His cold face finally melted a little and strode over: "Mox Sadamingwei, I need you to give me an explanation. Why is there such a mess in New York these two days? Do you know that I'm very passive now because of those things?

The old man, known as Mox Sda Mingwei, stood up, shook hands with the old man, and then said with a wry smile: "Your Excellency Mr. Trent Sdorf, Minister of Defense, I have sent the top agents, have destroyed many special organizations in New York, and have investigated the reason of the manor on Seventh Avenue. There will be large-scale shootings. Similarly, there are also a group of terrorists who use human bombs to be secretly executed by my people. I believe that New York will be calm in the future.

There was a sparkle in his eyes. He stared at Mox Sda Mingwei and asked in a low voice, "Tell me what you know!"

Mox Sda Mingwei nodded and handed a pile of information on the table to Troon Sidaldorf and said, "The person killed in the manor on Seventh Avenue is a smuggler from China, Zhao Chunrong, a smuggler who escaped from their country with a large amount of money. Some time ago, he passed through a special canal. The person who contacted me originally planned to meet him in the next few days, because he said that he had a big gift for me, and even this gift could make me steal a large number of state secrets from China. As for the person who killed him, it has not been investigated, but it is obvious that the person who killed them this time was from China, and it was also killed by someone sent by their government.

"Those terrorists, all from al-Qaeda, sneaked into New York a few months ago, but they did not move at all. Because of the shooting in the manor on Seventh Avenue, they jumped out at the first time, causing great damage. Just five hours ago, al-Qaeda people jumped out and admitted that they had done several cases.

Tren Sdorf suddenly stood up, his face was cold and scary. He took a few breaths before he quickly said, "This is all your guess. I need evidence. I need the murderer. If what you say is true, catch the murderer for me."

Mox Sdamingwei smiled gloomyly and said to Tren Sdorf, "Dear Excellency Tren Sdorf, I have dug a big pit, waiting for the arrival of the Chinese. I believe it won't be long before the results you want. Please give me some more time!"

Tren Sdorf was slightly stunned and asked with doubt in his eyes, "Did you dig a big hole? What do you mean?"

Mox Si Damingwei said coldly, "Chen Qingyang, the ungrateful scientist, a project he studied, a very important project, is close to the mature stage, but I don't know how China contacted him, or how he took the initiative to contact China. In short, he wants to bring his achievements. He secretly returned to China with the information he studied. Now he has been controlled by us. Mr. Minister of Defense, if I tell you what the project he is studying, I think you will be interested!"

Tren Sdorf: "Say it directly, what is it?"

Mox Sda Mingwei laughed and said, "Once the research is successful, it will be more than ten times more powerful than the Destroyer nuclear bomb. Even one of the research results can also be applied to aerospace, which is of great help to the satellites made by our country."

"Hiss..." Trent Sdorf took a cold breath. Suddenly, excitement appeared on his face and he turned his head and laughed, "Okay, okay, that's great! Mr. Morx Sda Mingwei, you have done a very good job. It's really very good. No matter what method you use, you must control this guy named Chen Qingyang for me. I'm waiting for his scientific research results.

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New York TV station welcomed an important figure. Cuban Slaughter, the director of the TV station, accompanied him to be careful. Looking at the middle-aged man in his forties in front of him, a cold sweat broke out on the tip of his nose. In a secret conference room, Cuba Slaughter respectfully invited the middle-aged man to sit down and whispered, "Jack • Mr. Godall, I don't know if you are here. What do you need to tell me?

A young and beautiful Western woman behind Jack Godall reached out and handed Cuba Slaughter a copy of information and said in a low voice, "I need you to cooperate in doing something."

"You said that as long as I can help, I will do it well!" Cuba Slo bowed his head and said.

Jack Godall pointed to the information and said, "You read this information first, and then I'll have a good chat with you. Mr. Cuba, don't look so nervous. Sit down, sit down, drink tea, and read this information slowly."

Cuba Slott took a careful look at Jack Godor, then carefully sat opposite the sofa and quickly looked over the information in his hand. Twenty minutes later, he slowly raised his head, with a strange look on his face, with a little murmur, a little question, and whispered, "Lu Feng?"

Jack Godall nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, it's Lu Feng, this Chinese medicine boy from China. I hope Your Excellency Cuba can do me a favor. I have already planned the plan. Just follow my plan!"

Cuba Slott nodded repeatedly and agreed without even asking what it was.

Ten minutes later, Cuba Slaughter looked at Jack Godall, who was sneering in front of him, swallowed his saliva desperately and said, "I have understood it. I promise I will do it well!"

Jack Godall turned his head and looked at the young woman beside him. After nodding slightly to her, the woman quickly walked out of the room. Half a minute later, when she returned to the room, a strong man with a tiger back and a bear waist, with a fierce face, also came in behind her.

"Well, I'll give him to you. He is the boxing champion of MG's underground boxing in New York, and he has maintained an unbeaten record for three consecutive years. Remember, we must humiliate him fiercely, make him miserable, and let everyone know that bullshit traditional Chinese medicine is all deceptive tricks." Jack Godao said with a gutter smile.

Cuba Slot wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Although the plan has not yet been implemented, he has imagined what kind of tragic end the unlucky man named Lu Feng will suffer.

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In a residential house in downtown New York, the lights have been turned off, and the sound of steady breathing comes from the bedroom. It is the Chinese agent Li Wenjun who is lying here.

"Bum bang bang..."

The rapid knock on the door woke up Li Wenjun in his sleep. As the top agent sent to MG in China, Li Wenjun's vigilance is now very high. He reached out and pulled out a pistol from the pillow. At the moment he turned over and got out of bed, the dagger at his calf was also pulled out by him in an instant and quickly came to the outside door. He shouted in a low voice, "Who is it?"

A rapid voice came from outside the door, and the voice was not loud, "Head, it's me. If something happens, open the door quickly!"

Li Wenjun was shocked. He quickly opened the door and saw a thin and ordinary-looking young man quickly enter the room.

After closing the door and locking it from the inside, Li Wenjun looked at the embarrassed young man and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Gao, what happened? Where are the fat man and Li Yang?

Gao Changhe is also an excellent agent. He has been following Li Wenjun for four years in MG: "Head, Fatty and Li Yang are dead. They died at the hands of MG agents. The top agents sent by the other party. I don't know how they found us. Fatty and Li Yang tried their best to protect me and sent this thing. Come out."

Li Wenjun's face was extremely ugly, and there was even a thick flame in his eyes, looking at what was in Gao Changhe's hand.

"Daw, it's Qin Huangding. Hasn't this thing been sent out? Why is it back in your hands again?" Li Wenjun scolded angrily.

Gao Changhe said with a wry smile, "That group of Vietnamese people, they have changed to the boss and have handed over the things to them, but they said that their wires were broken and they dared not accept this commission. I even suspect that we were also sold by them!"

Li Wenjun nodded and said nothing more. He quickly returned to his room. Two minutes later, he packed up his things, picked up his suitcase and said, "Let's leave here immediately. I'm afraid it's not safe here."

Gao Changhe nodded and followed Li Wenjun without asking where to go. The two carried things separately and quickly disappeared into the darkness downstairs of the house.