The entire arrest process was so quick that by the time the other party reacted, he was already handcuffed and sitting in an SUV.

In the end, the black man didn't understand why he had to engage in such a big battle to catch himself.

A full thirty FBI.

Is this how taxpayers' money is used by you? !

Joan Weir, on the other hand, is anxiously awaiting the results of his infiltration.

"Not yet?"

He anxiously looked at the time on the phone, obviously the other party should call him according to the agreement.

"Could something have happened?"

asked one of his men anxiously.

"Don't crow mouth!"

Joan Will patted the other person on the head, but there was a faint sense of unease in his heart.

"Pack up your things, we are ready to evacuate."

After struggling for a while, Joan Will finally chose the safest means.

"Ok."

The subordinates nodded and packed their things as quickly as possible.

This place was originally just a temporary base, and everyone didn't have much luggage.

10 minutes to get ready to evacuate.

It's a pity that it was too late for Joan Will to order.

When he led people out of the stronghold, he was greeted by countless FBI policemen with live ammunition.

"FBI! Don't move!!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Joan Will's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

It's over, it's all over.

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pS: British Prime Minister Boris Johnson was transferred to intensive care as his condition deteriorated.

The Prime Minister is really too "leading by example".

Ironically, outside the Prime Minister's ward, reporters from more than 80 media are eagerly waiting to report the news of his death...

Sure enough, the paparazzi in the UK is really not just talking. _(:з」∠)_

Chapter 749 The Counterattack Begins 【Addition 37/40】

Little Murdoch sat in his office with a pale face.

He came to the company at 5 o'clock this morning, but he just sat there until now.

It's not that he doesn't want to do something, it's that he can't do it at all.

Little Murdoch once heard people say that the place closest to heaven is the abyss of hell.

He doesn't know who said this sentence, but now he only thinks it really makes sense.

Obviously, he was only one step away from success.

But it is precisely this step that makes the difference between clouds and mud.

There was such a big mess last night, if he didn't know, it would be a ghost!

But the problem is that the initiative of the matter is no longer in his hands.

Although the current news has not broadcast relevant news, it will be a matter of time.

If time could be turned back, Little Murdoch just hoped that he would not bother with that Japanese woman at the beginning, and treat her as if she did not exist at all! !

But it's too late to say anything now.

Now he just hopes to get away from this matter.

Little Murdoch doesn't want to stay at Fox as the president, or inherit his father's empire.

"You must pick yourself out as soon as possible."

Little Murdoch murmured to himself.

The only chance now was that the thief only confessed that he was at the behest of Joan Weir.

As long as Joan Will takes the matter down alone, News Corp. can declare that everything is the other party's own claim.

But will things really go so smoothly?

Little Murdoch wasn't sure, he knew that woman was notoriously cruel.

This time I finally seized the opportunity, how could I let myself go.

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