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David's subordinates said with certainty: "Not only the bloody bandages, but also some used emergency medicines, including plasma bags!"

David's eyes lit up: "So old Simon and the others have found someone?" He frowned again and said, "But since they have found someone, why didn't they notify Scotland Yard immediately, but sneaked him away Hidden?"

The subordinate hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, do you think Old Simon is also interested in that document?"

David slapped the table violently: "He dares, he is looking for death, and he can touch that thing? Immediately lead me to copy their base camp, and let them know that not everything is something they can covet!"

His subordinates quickly said: "Boss, but we have no evidence. Henry at the Gate of Hell is not easy to deal with. The last director of Scotland Yard was resigned because of him. He has at least ten people in the top management of Britain who have nothing to do with him. Very good, and even His Excellency the Prime Minister once invited him to dinner."

His subordinates didn't finish their words, but David could hear what he meant, Henry was not something they could offend!

David gritted his teeth in anger, but sat down helplessly: "Why, why did a villain become the Lord of the Empire, while those of us who shed blood and sweat for the Empire can only watch helplessly and there is nothing we can do about it?" !"

Seeing David lose his temper there, his subordinates shrank their necks and kept silent, so he wouldn't get involved in this muddy water. Even if he caught someone and found the information, so what, at most it would be a verbal reward That's it.

But if you offend Henry, not only may you lose your job, but you will even spend the rest of your life in fear. Don't doubt that Henry definitely has the ability to deal with unknown people like them.

David sent out a wave of evil fire, and finally slumped on the chair helplessly, gritted his teeth and said, "Send me someone to monitor the base camp of the Gate of Hell, even if I want a fly, I can't fly out of it." , I don't believe they can hide people inside for a lifetime! Once you find the target, arrest me immediately!"

The subordinates hurriedly took orders to go out, but they were secretly thinking whether they should sell someone who could inform the gate of hell.

When Zhou Qing woke up, it was already evening, he didn't open his eyes immediately, but felt his physical condition first.

The wounds on his body have been treated effectively, and the symptoms of excessive blood loss have been relieved a lot, it seems that he has been rescued.

Sensing the surroundings, Zhou Qing slowly opened his eyes as there was no one else but his own breathing.

He is currently in a room of more than ten square meters, and a dim wall lamp emits yellow light, illuminating the room without affecting his rest.

The room has only a door and no windows, and there is only a chair except the bed on which I lie, and there is nothing else.

When Zhou Qing was looking at the room, a big white man opened the door with a plate and came in. Seeing him wake up, he opened his mouth and laughed:
"You're awake! I'm going to call someone!"

Not long after, an old white man with gray hair walked in:
"Hello, young man, my name is Old Simon, and I am the deputy leader of the Gate of Hell!"

Zhou Qing took a closer look at old Simon, and made sure he didn't know him, and asked with some doubts, "Sorry, do we know each other?"

Old Simon had already been told by Lin Xiao not to expose his existence, so he had already thought of an excuse:

"Although I did this, it was ordered by our leader, so the person you should thank is actually him!"

That's right, the old Simon pushed the matter to Henry who was far away from Hara. Anyway, Zhou Qing couldn't go to Henry to verify it, and it was even a question of whether he could meet Henry in this life!
"Your leader? Where is he? I want to thank him personally, can I?" Zhou Qing asked.

Old Simon said: "I'm sorry, our leader is currently in Hara, so we may not see him for a while!"

Unwilling, Zhou Qing continued to ask a few more questions, but he didn't get any useful information, so he had to give up. He couldn't figure out why it was his first time in Britain, and he had never met the leader named Henry. He will save himself in his own crisis.

Forget it, as long as I can send the materials out alive, I will find a chance to ask Henry for clarification and repay him for saving his life.

Thinking of the information, Zhou Qing touched his abdomen subconsciously, but his face changed, the information was gone!

Seeing Zhou Qing's movements, Old Simon immediately guessed what he was looking for, and said with a smile, "Your things are under the pillow, we didn't move!"

Zhou Qing touched under the pillow, and he found a thick information bag. He took it out and saw that the secret note he made was still there, and the information bag had never been opened!
Only then did Zhou Qing's face look better. His narrow escape and the sacrifice of the intelligence team were all for this thing. If he lost it, he would be ashamed to see those sacrificed comrades.

At this time, suddenly a big white man came in hurriedly, and whispered something in Old Simon's ear. Old Simon's face changed, and he said to Zhou Qing:

"Here you can rest in peace of mind, and we will find a way to send you back to Xia after you recover!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhou Qing's answer, he hurried out.

Old Simon came out of the underground secret room, and asked with an ugly face as he walked, "Are you sure those people are all secret agents?"

The white man said in a low voice: "Yes, I have already asked someone to test it out. Two of my subordinates pretended to be drunk and went to make trouble. I confirmed that they all had guys on them, and there were professional instruments in the car. It is absolutely true. Agents without a doubt!"

Old Simon came to the third floor with a gloomy face, and looked out the window. Sure enough, there were some very unfamiliar people wandering around the front door and the back door, and their eyes were vaguely aimed at the base camp.

"How many agents are there?" Old Simon asked as he closed the curtains.

"There are no less than [-] of them on the front and back doors, but I don't know about them in the dark!" The subordinate said with some concern: "Deputy leader, should you inform the leader of this matter and ask him to find someone to deal with those secret agents? "

Old Simon thought for a while and shook his head and said: "The leader has a lot of things to do, so don't bother him. Let the agents stare if they want to. Anyway, that kid from Xia Guo will take a while to recover from his injuries!"

There was a sinister smile on his face: "Our agents are so hardworking, we good citizens can't embarrass them, can't we? From now on, we will find a few people every day to express our condolences to our agents!"