aircannonsinc Chapter 323
Chapter 323
Zhang Xing, who was hiding behind the waste in the distance, heard this mechanical voice and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Because of this mechanical voice, Zhang Xing immediately thought of the three recordings left by Lord Heishan. The voices in the recordings were exactly the same as the mechanical voice at this moment, and they seemed to be emitted by some kind of sound simulator.
This also made Zhang Xing realize that the boss they were calling was most likely Lord Heishan.
After the phone rang, the blond foreign man hurriedly said to the phone respectfully: "Boss, Zhao Yanan has brought the Buddhist beads to the designated location as required, but he is now worried about his escape route. After all, the current situation of the organization is more complicated, and he is afraid of being tracked down by the National Security Bureau. He wants the organization to transfer a sum of money to his account and then arrange for him to leave Huaguo."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then a mechanical voice came:
"Zhao Yanan, the organization remembers what you have done for the organization. The current situation is indeed more difficult, but don't worry, as long as you hand over the Buddhist beads, I will immediately arrange for someone to transfer enough money to your account to ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, and will arrange a safe route for you to leave. You are a member of the organization, and the organization will not treat its own people unfairly."
Zhao Yanan listened to this mechanical voice, and a hint of hesitation and hope flashed in his eyes, but more of it was doubt.
Perhaps he really couldn't be sure whether what the boss said was true. After all, he had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation. So, he asked cautiously: "Boss, are you telling the truth? How can I believe you?"
After hearing this, the boss's originally mechanical voice suddenly became a little serious: "Zhao Yanan, are you doubting me? When have I ever lied to my own people? Now time is running out, don't hesitate any longer."
The blond foreign man looked at Zhao Yanan's doubtful expression, shook his head, and then said to the other end of the phone: "Boss, he may be worried about the investigation of the National Security Bureau and is a little scared."
The boss snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Zhao Yanan's attitude.
Then, he said firmly: "Zhao Yanan, as long as you do what I say, the National Security Bureau will never find you. We have our own channels and methods to ensure your safety. You hand over the Buddhist beads to the blond foreign man immediately, and I will arrange everything else."
Zhao Yanan bit his lips tightly, his eyes full of reluctance and helplessness. He slowly handed the package in his hand to the blond foreign man in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "Boss, I hope you can abide by what you promised me before."
The blond foreign man stared at the package in Zhao Yanan's hand greedily, stretched out his hand to take the package, but just when the package was about to be handed over to the blond foreign man, Zhao Yanan suddenly retracted his hand.
He looked at the blond foreign man, his eyes flashed with determination, and said: "Boss, I have a small request. I hope to see the money in the account has been credited first, only in this way can I safely hand over the Buddhist beads to you. After all, this transaction is very important to both of us. If there is no sufficient guarantee, I really can't easily trust anyone."
The blond foreign man frowned, with an unhappy look on his face. He picked up the phone and said to the other end of the phone: "Boss, he wants to see the money first."
A low male voice came from the other end of the phone, which seemed to be a little dissatisfied: "Zhao Yanan, do you not trust the organization? The situation is very urgent now. It takes a certain amount of time to transfer money, and it is very likely to attract the attention of the National Security. If you continue to procrastinate like this and delay important things, you should know what the consequences are."
Zhao Yanan's face showed a struggling look. He looked at the package in his hand, and then looked at the mobile phone in the blond foreign man's hand. He knew that the boss's words were not unreasonable, and he did not dare to really disobey the boss's order.
He took a deep breath and slowly handed the package to the blond foreign man again: "Boss, I hope you can arrange it as soon as possible."
In fact, Zhao Yanan was not defenseless. When he decided to hand over the package again, his right hand had quietly reached into the pocket of his coat, where a small but powerful pistol was hidden.
His finger was tightly on the trigger. As long as there was any movement, he was ready to fight back. He knew that this blond foreign man was not trustworthy and the organization had never really regarded him as one of their own, but he had no other choice but to take a risk.
But he still misjudged the situation in front of him. When the blond foreign man took the package, a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The next second, just a moment, he suddenlyHe suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger and cut Zhao Yanan's throat at a very fast speed.
Zhao Yanan's eyes widened, his eyes were full of shock, despair and anger. At the moment when his life was threatened, he tried his best to take out the pistol hidden in his pocket. His fingers had already begun to pull the trigger hard, but the blond foreign man was too fast. The dagger was like a black lightning. Before Zhao Yanan could completely pull out the gun, it had already cut his throat.
He made a "crackling" sound in his throat, and he could only spit out a few blood bubbles when he wanted to speak. Blood gushed out from the wound, like a blooming flower of sin, instantly dyeing his clothes and the ground under his feet red.
The blond foreign man looked at Zhao Yanan coldly as he fell, his voice without any emotion: "Stupid, you really thought the organization would let you go."
Zhang Xing could see that this blond foreign man should also be a member of the RASS organization, and his status was not low. His speed and cleanness showed that he had received some assassination training.
And he spoke the Hua language so fluently, which also showed that he had been in Hua for many years.
The dilapidated warehouse was filled with a bloody smell. At the same time when the blond foreign man bent down to pick up the Buddhist beads on the ground, the eldest cousin on the right side made an urgent tactical gesture to Zhang Xing again, meaning to ask him why he didn't act.
Zhang Xing knew the reason why his eldest cousin was a little anxious, because this was the time when the blond foreign man was most relaxed. At this time, it was easy for them to subdue the other party, but what the eldest cousin didn't know was that there was a person hiding behind the wooden box.
Zhang Xing still made a gesture to his eldest cousin to continue to lie dormant. He wanted to see who the spy behind the wooden box was and when he would show up.
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