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On Ilsa's stern face, the corners of her mouth raised a beautiful arc: "I will."

Since coming to this world, Ronan has dealt with the leaders of the intelligence agencies a lot, and he has some understanding of the behavior style of these people. The words of caution are not only aimed at Syndicate.

And the upper echelons of MI6.

The two returned to the car and drove back to the city.

On the way back, Ilsa took a photo of Zhang Chenkov, sent a multimedia message to Solomon Ryan, and called him again: "Russians, ambush the target of the transaction, you'd better come out alone."

Solomon Lane said a location.

Half an hour later, the van drove into the warehouse of a car dealership.

Ronan didn't take the initiative to meddle in the syndicate's affairs. He got out of the car and greeted Solomon Ryan, but stood aside and didn't speak.

Solomon Lane questioned Chenkov carefully, and there was no expression on the face under Jinbian's eyes.

Not long after, he finished his cross-examination, came to Ronan's side, and said, "Syndicate will give you an explanation for this matter."

Syndicate and Ronan have no conflict of interest, but have the CIA as a common enemy.

Ronan was not polite: "I hope it won't be a long wait."

Solomon Ryan tilted his head: "Get in the car."

Ronan turned around, killed Chenkov, harvested the soul fragments, and got into the BMW sedan driven by Solomon Lane with Ilsa.

Solomon Ryan drove to the eastern suburbs and said simply: "He gathered his men tonight and left the hotel. He is in the safe house and hasn't left yet."

Ronan responded, "Your internal affairs."

The car left the city and came to a farm.

Solomon Ryan parked the car in front of the large farmhouse and said to Ilsa, "Come with me, the people here are all recruited by him, so don't hold back."

Ilsa nodded, checked the gun, followed Solomon Ryan out of the car, and walked towards the farmhouse.

Ronan got out of the car and stood still in the dark, gradually melting into the night.

Gunshots rang out quickly, followed by chaotic shouts and screams.

It sounds like there are a lot of people in the farmhouse.

Pfft!

Someone jumped down from upstairs and ran over immediately when he saw the BMW.

In the darkness, Ronan could see clearly that this man was tall and strong, and it was Jens Helten, nicknamed orthopedic doctor!

That's what Ilsa said about the traitor.

Ronan drew his gun.

Jens Helten was injured, one arm was bleeding, and he ran to the car, only to find Ronan standing here, raising the knife in his hand: "Get out of the way!"

Ronan said, "Don't move."

"It's you!" Jens Helten heard Ronan's voice, and shouted, "Let's have a one-on-one duel between men!"

The gun fell into the building, and this is the only way to win a way out. He flashed his blade: "Do you dare to fight like a man!"

Ronan didn't speak any more, raised the muzzle of his gun, and fired four rounds from the pistol!

At such a short distance, even if Jens Helten has extraordinary skills, he cannot avoid it.

Four bullets pierced both hands and legs, and Jens Helten fell to the ground. He wanted to taunt him for not being a man, but he was speechless.

Ronan stood in the dark and continued to wait.

As for fighting like men, men like to shoot guns!

In an instant, the gunshots stopped in the farmhouse, and Solomon Ryan chased him all the way out. When he saw Jens Helten on the ground, he knew it was Ronan. He put away his pistol and said to the car: "Trouble! is you."

Ronan took a step forward and showed his figure: "I didn't kill your man."

"Thanks." Solomon Ryan looked down at Jens Helten: "You let me down!"

I have always thought that this person is straightforward, easy to control, and will be a loyal subordinate. Who knows... He asked, "Why?"

Jens Helten didn't ask for forgiveness. He gritted his teeth and said, "Money! You promised to give me a lot of money."

Solomon Ryan was stunned for a moment, and sighed in his heart. Who can understand the pain of wanting to start a business but having no funds?

Ilsa came around from behind the farmhouse and looked over here.

Solomon Ryan didn't say any more, took out his pistol, and shot Jens Helten through the head.

"Yes?" he asked Ronan.

Ronan nodded slightly, turned on his spiritual vision, and harvested soul fragments.

Jens Helten has soul fragments +8!

There is also a piece of memory information: Stockholm, Jens Helten left the palace, turned his head to look at the blonde beauty behind him, vowed to come back one day, and let the arrogant princess lick his leather shoes!

Jens Helten left the palace, came to the busy city center, walked into a Stockholm hotel with "Continental Hotel" on it, and met a middle-aged man.

Memory information showed that the man was Valentin, a French telecommunications giant, with a female bodyguard standing behind him.

When Ronan was in France, he saw Valentine's name in newspapers, and he seemed to be a super rich man and a technological genius.

He didn't know the details, after all, all his energy was put on the Ouya Building at that time.

Ronan put it aside temporarily and continued to harvest the soul fragments in the farmhouse.

More than a dozen people died inside. Judging from the number of soul fragments harvested, their strengths ranged from high to low.

A message flashed in my head: Swedish proficiency!

Jens Helten is a former Swedish agent, and most of the subordinates he summoned may be Swedish or Nordic.

Taking advantage of not alerting the police, the three hurried away from the farm, changed cars twice on the way, and returned to the hotel where Solomon Ryan was staying.

At dawn, someone brought a large amount of cash, and Ronan took out the information obtained from Zhikov and completed the transaction with Solomon Ryan.

That 300 million euros went round and round and came back.

The 20 euros seized from Chenkov's safe house were all given to Ilsa.

Regardless of the relationship between the two, Ilsa contributed a lot to killing the team of Russian agents last night.

From the busy last night to the next morning, Ronan and Ilsa finally took the time to explore each other's strengths and weaknesses.

Ilsa's long and strong legs can almost break people when she tightens her grip!

During the intermission, Ilsa suddenly took out the perfume and potion found from the Russian woman.

Aphrodisiac perfumes and the like are not uncommon.

But after reading the instructions on the medicine bottle, Ronan, a very normal man, broke into a cold sweat and said, "Pour it down the toilet!"

Ilsa went to throw the potion, and at the same time warned: "You have to be careful, many female killers dare to do anything in order to complete the task."

Ronan's psychology was somewhat affected.

This thing really kills people invisible!

In the original world, I have heard many legends about KGB swallows and Mossad dagger female agents.

Assassination by a woman is more than fatal!

Ronan checked what Ilsa had found from the Russians, and there were many medicines, such as hallucinogens, veritaserum, ricin, and cyanide.

Considering that we may encounter it in the future, I took part of it.

Get together in a hurry and go our separate ways.

In the afternoon, Ilsa received a mission from Solomon Ryan to go back to England.

Ronan also left Berlin.

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1 second to remember the public:.

Chapter 93 The High Table and the Female Agent (for further reading)

Winter is dragging its tail, and the spring of 2004 is gradually coming.

Eastern Ukraine, Donetsk Airport.

Coming out of the disembarkation passage, Ronan dangled and went to the customs to go through the entry formalities.

"Andre Hogwitz?" The person inspecting the customs looked at the passport. He was from Poland, and asked casually, "What are you doing in Ukraine?"

Donetsk speaks more Russian, Ronan said with a nasal voice: "Go home and see."

It was a passport from a Romanian vampire hotel, Ukrainian-Polish.

The man looked at Ronan's appearance, which was almost the same as the passport photo, and immediately let him pass with a stamp.

Ronan saw the comparison system with his own eyes in the Russian agent's car. The technology used by the intelligence department far exceeds that of the civilians.

When he went from Romania to Germany, he had already paid attention to it, but he was still compared.

I spent some time in Krakow, Poland before coming here.

Specifically adjust the pace, change the stride length and walking posture, try to overcome habitual small movements, change the accent when speaking, and so on.

In the face of powerful technological forces, it is difficult to hide one's whereabouts just by changing one's face.

Ronan is going to Russia next, and the first stop is Moscow. It is necessary to make some changes before going there.

Chenkov confessed that the person responsible for investigating the Siberian brown bear attack and annihilating a whole group of soldiers was called Vanya Egorov, who worked for the Intelligence Bureau of the General Staff and stayed in Moscow most of the year.

Ronan came to Ukraine first, mainly because the arms dealer Yuri Olov was in Donetsk and wanted to continue looking for him to buy some heavy ordnance such as shells, grenades and rockets.

The shells are gone, there are not many grenades left, and the rockets are also consumed.

The battle at the Vampire Castle fully proved that the truth is only within range!

Reasonable persuasion is directly proportional to caliber and equivalent!

Calling a taxi to enter the urban area of ​​Donetsk, Ronan planned to find a remote hotel to stay.

While driving, I saw a hotel. The hotel was small and looked old from the outside. There was a signboard of "Continental Hotel" hanging on the main entrance!

Thinking of the information obtained from the memory fragments, Ronan stopped the taxi, paid the money and dragged his luggage to the entrance of the Continental Hotel, but was stopped by someone when he went up the steps.

The Slavic face said: "Please show your membership card."

Ronan said, "No."

The man was very polite: "Sorry, the hotel only accepts members."

Ronan looked up at the hotel's signboard, said nothing more, dragged his suitcase and dangled down, and entered another nearby hotel.

The two hotels were not too far apart. After checking the room, Ronan stood on the balcony and could still see the signboard of the Continental Hotel.

Members only hotel?Ronan wondered, can the cost be recovered?

After lunch, Ronan found a public phone and dialed the number Yuri-Olov left for him last time. Unexpectedly, Yuri-Olov lived in the Continental Hotel!

The two made an appointment to meet at the Plaza de Armas.

Ronan carried the suitcase and arrived first, looking for a place to adjust the camouflage. After waiting for about 5 minutes, Yuri-Olov's car drove over.

Ronan got into the car: "The business is doing great."

You Rui waved his hand: "Not to mention, the goods are relatively complete. What do you want this time? Aircraft, tanks, artillery, missiles, all of them."

Ronan said directly: "107 high-explosive grenades, grenades, RPG7 rockets, and various bullets."

"It's almost the same as last time." Yuri-Olov said to the driver: "Go to the warehouse."

He looked at Ronan: "You came just in time, I will go to Kiev in the afternoon."

"Go to Kiev to sell arms?" Ronan knew more or less that Kiev and Donetsk were in constant conflict, so he said casually, "It's amazing."

You Rui laughed: "I am only responsible for the basic operations of arms dealers. I don't care what they do with it."

When he came to the warehouse, Ronan added shells, grenades, rockets, shotgun shells and various bullets, etc.

Although the C4 I bought last time was set up, it has been useless, so I don’t need to buy a new one this time.