Battlefield Contract Worker

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White Glove followed the young man all the way to the exit outside. The young man opened the electronic door lock with the code.

The young man glanced at his watch, "The time is right, come with me." After speaking, he went out first. White gloves White lowered the brim of his hat and followed behind him. The two walked through a field where prisoners were active and walked to the guard office area at the back, where a garbage truck was waiting.

White-gloved White put on a gas mask after walking over, and hid his body in a large plastic bag for rubbish. The truck driver drove out as usual. At the checkpoint outside, a guard checked and signaled to pass, and then the truck drove to the next place.

There are three checkpoints in all, but all the guards seem to have deliberately avoided searching carefully. They just symbolically checked around the car and waved to let the car pass.

White-gloved White was lying in the garbage bag of a car, looking at the door showing a line. The iron gate of the so-called Rio de Janeiro's strictest prison in the distance is closing, and he has successfully left. He lay in the **** heap and took a deep breath, no matter how dirty and disgusting the air was, it was free air.

He knew that at this moment, he became White Gloves White again, the head of the secret society who called for wind and rain. And no longer a poor prisoner in jail.

The vehicle trembled and seemed to stop, and the white-gloved eyes moved. When the door opened, he rolled out and held down the person who opened the door. It was the driver who opened the door, and he whispered, "Don't do this, I have already done as instructed."

The young man got out of the car and nodded, "Thank you, but we can't take risks, it's a good habit to be cautious." He raised his hand and grabbed the driver's throat with one hand, then turned to White Glove and said, "Outside the alley There is a car, and there is no camera surveillance at this intersection, so go in and change your clothes."

White Glove looked at him coldly, turned and walked away from the alley. And the young man threw the strangled driver into the **** heap of the car. Then calmly opened the fuel tank, tucked a handkerchief into it and lit it. He strode out of the alley.

A few minutes later thick black smoke and a huge explosion came from the alley. The young man stepped into the car outside the alley, and then started the car and went around two intersections to a small hotel.

In the small hotel room, four or five people had gathered. The young man brought White in white gloves and said, "Help him take a bath and clean up all traces. Dyed his hair black and lowered his complexion by two degrees. Gentlemen, you have thirty minutes to finish all this. I'll wait outside."

Thirty minutes later, White Gloves looked at himself in the mirror. He had gone from a blond white youth to a black-haired middle-aged man, and his complexion did not look as pale as before. These people are very meticulous, and even the stubble on his face is dyed black.

The young man came in, looked at him and smiled slightly. "Very good, Mr. White, put on your clothes, and now we can start the conversation. Perhaps, you want to have a cup of coffee first."

White Gloves White put on an elegant suit, and sat in front of the young man. "Who are you?"

"I'm a strategist." The young man smiled. "It's better to care about yourself than who I am." He pushed a document wrapped in a plastic bag in front of the white gloves. "Now you're Italian, 50 percent Asian. As an art dealer, you're a rich man with a wife and two children."

"Bullshit." White Gloves sneered, "The strategist is behind the scenes, he never shows up, and only the Grand Duke knows his identity. Tell the truth, who made you do this? Maybe this escape is just a trap, You're a **** intelligence spy. Trying to dig something out of me."

"What you said makes sense. No one has ever seen a strategist. Because a strategist is not a person, but a position. I am a private employee of the Grand Duke, and I provide him with all kinds of valuable advice." The young man smiled. . "In fact, it's not the scavengers who came to you this time, but us, and also because of our proposal to the archduke."

"Hmph, so I have to thank you?" White Gloves smiled coldly.

"No thanks." The young man shook his head solemnly, "Because I believe that your role is very special and no one can replace it. Especially in the next few days."

White Glove looked at him suspiciously and said, "What do you want?"

"It's not me what you want, it's you. You lost to Aladdin last time, which must have made you hate him. Am I right?" said the young man who claimed to be a strategist with a smile.

"Yes, but what's your business?" White Gloves snapped.

"It's none of my business, but what I want to tell you is that Aladdin is still alive. Just last week, the mercenaries he bought attacked our base between the Bering Sea and the Arctic Ocean." The young man said slowly.

"A base in the Arctic Circle? Are you kidding me? We don't have a base in the Arctic Circle." White Glove sneered, "I didn't expect you to end up revealing yourself. You liar."

"It's the Angelboda Offshore Platform, our network data control center. Although it requires high-level authorization, I believe you must know what that is. You are one of the few high-level executives." The strategist looked at the white glove and said.

Hearing the Angelboda offshore platform, White Glove was startled and looked at the young man. He said solemnly, "What are you saying is true?"

"I have no reason to lie to you. Your trust is worth nothing to me. So I can't lie to you." The strategist sighed.

"They attacked the data center?" White Glove stared at the strategist~www.readwn.com~ Aladdin is a very tough opponent, and I have always advised the Archduke to exercise restraint on him. But since he has always been wary of Aladdin, and he has a pig teammate like you who has not done enough, he thinks that he can calculate Aladdin by his own ability.

So the Archduke chose to remain silent, and he acquiesced in your actions against Aladdin. Now it looks like this is a big mistake, you made a stupid move. And the Archduke tacitly acquiesced, so he's as stupid as you, because you can't deal with Aladdin. Please don't doubt, I said the same in front of the Grand Duke. He hired me because of the fact that I was smarter than him.

And if you can't deal with Aladdin, you will set up a very terrible enemy for him instead. "The young man chatted.

"What are you trying to say?" White Gloves asked, staring at the young man.

"The Grand Duke decided to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes." The young man smiled slightly.