Ultimate Pawn

Along the way, the Mercedes-Benz fleet drove through dozens of streets.

Half an hour later, the convoy carrying the group of overseas mercenaries finally arrived at the gate of the Qiu Group Building.

The door of the Mercedes Benz team pushed open.

The mercenary captain Abdul, his face condensed, and slowly stepped out of the car.

In his hand, he is holding an iPad-Air tablet computer.

On the screen of the tablet computer, the city navigation map of Shanghai and the sea is being opened. On it, it has been clearly drawn with a red line, a reasonable protective **** route.

Abdul looked cold and calm, put away his iPadAir tablet computer.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes deep, staring at the huge skyscraper in front of him.

Qiu's Group, Architectural Building.

Height, 530 meters.

Floor, the 101st floor.

The building adopts large-area sun-shading curtain wall glass.

Fire safety rating...S level.

At a glance, he analyzed the simple structure of the building.

This kind of visual analysis is extremely terrifying.

Sun Xue, the secretary of the president, stepped on high heels and walked out of the building with a smile to greet him.

"Captain Abdul, welcome to the hot summer." Sun Xue spoke in fluent English.

"En." Abdul's face was cold, and he nodded to Sun Xue. There is no redundant dialogue.

"Here, please." Sun Xue greeted her with a smile, and welcomed the group of mercenaries into the building.

Abdul led the team, with more than two dozen mercenaries behind him, and walked all the way into the Qiu's Building.

Take the elevator and go upstairs.

Along the way, Abdul and his subordinates are carefully observing the entire institutional floors of the Qiu's Building and various security and defense measures.

As a group of professional and veteran mercenaries, they are indeed far superior to ordinary people!

The elevator reaches the ninety-ninth floor.

A crowd stepped out of the elevator.

Secretary Sun Xue smiled and took Abdul and others towards the lounge.

According to Mr. Qiu, the group of mercenaries were placed in the lounge and waited for a few minutes, and then she would come to greet them.

"Where is the Qiuyi?" But at this moment, Abdul asked in English with a calm and indifferent expression.

"President Qiu...she is working in the office right now." Sun Xue explained in a magnetic voice, "Everyone, wait a few minutes in the conference area, and Mr. Qiu will come over soon."

But Abdul looked cold, shook his head, and said in English, "No, take us directly to Qiu Yiren's office."

"This?" Sun Xue was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to dissuade him... Abdul turned cold, turned his mind, and walked towards the president's office...

The two dozen mercenaries behind him looked cold, and followed them together...

Only Sun Xue is left sluggish? ?

This group of foreign mercenaries are too cold and unorganized, right?

It took a few seconds for her to react, and hurriedly stepped on her high heels to follow closely...

...

CEO's office.

At this time, Qiu Yiren was biting a pen and sitting on the president's chair, calculating the complicated medical chemical engineering formula.

As the chief executive and the person in charge of the medical project, she has to take on too much work.

We must not only engage in medical science research and development, but also focus on managing the group's business. Almost busy.

At this time, while she was performing chemical engineering calculations, she also had a laptop beside her. The analysis chart of the a-share stock market on the computer was opening. She was always vigilant about the fund dynamics of the Farstar Group.

However, at this moment.

The door of the president's office was suddenly pushed open!

A strong, foreign-looking man, with a cold expression, walked directly into the president's office step by step.

Outside the office door behind him, a group of foreign men in black suits stood around.

Qiu Yiren was originally calculating the medical engineering formula. When she saw this foreign man who suddenly pushed the door in, she looked slightly taken aback?

"you are?"

"Abdul, Arctic mercenary, the captain of the first team." Abdul's voice was cold and indifferent, and he slowly introduced himself.

While speaking, his gaze... has already glanced deeply at this president's office, and then his pupils' gaze is locked on Qiu Yiren.

Hearing this foreigner's introduction in English, Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes...flopped slightly.

This is the captain of the overseas mercenary that my father spent a lot of money to hire... to protect himself?

"Hello." Qiu Yiren nodded lightly, and then said, "I'm still busy now, you go to the lounge and wait for me, you have already prepared fruit tea desserts for you, take a rest, I will come over immediately. "

Qiu Yi said with a calm voice.

Although the foreign man in front of him suddenly broke into the door, he was very impolite, but Qiu Yiren still said calmly and softly, without showing any expression on his face.

However, Abdul looked cold, and said again, "Sorry, President Qiu Yiren, I am here to protect your safety by your father's order. Please also pay attention to it."

"Now, I need to conduct a comprehensive inspection of your office. There is no safety hazard." Abdul said indifferently in his voice.

Qiu Yiren frowned and raised his head.

She was a little angry and wanted to have an attack.

What kind of overseas mercenary, is it too stubborn?

However, thinking that his father had hired him and paid a lot of money to hire him, Qiu Yiren still resisted.

She calmed herself down, took a deep breath, and said, "My office is very safe, so I don't need to check it."

"Sorry, the responsibility lies, for your safety." However, Abdul did not give in at all.

Qiu Yiren; "..."

Is this person sick?

Forget it, Qiu Yiren suppressed the slight anger in his heart. Helpless, I can only get up and let him check.

After all, his father hired him to protect himself, both for reason and for safety.

The Qiu Yi people can only check the office.

Abdul looked indifferent, took out an electronic device, walked around in the office, detecting whether there were monitors and other objects.

At the same time, his gaze is also carefully examining the structure of the entire office.

After careful inspection for ten minutes, Abdul slowly came to the French window of the president's office.

Staring at the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes... slightly condensed.

Is this a floor-to-ceiling window with bulletproof glass? Moreover, an infrared reflective light film is attached.

In case of sniper rifle shooting.

This is, has an expert pointed out?

He slowly moved to the floor-to-ceiling window and lowered his head... looking at the street hundreds of meters below.

It seems to be calculating and checking...below the floor-to-ceiling windows... the route map of the street.

In the office, Qiu Yiren just put his arms around his chest, and stood aside calmly, waiting for him to check.

"Is there a problem? Mr. Abdul." Qiu Yiren asked calmly, obviously, she suppressed the slightest impatience in her heart.

Abdul slowly retracted his gaze from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"No problem, President Qiu Yiren, your office... At the moment, it's safe."

Qiu Yiren nodded, "Then, you go to the conference room and wait for me to take care of it. I will come over immediately after I have settled the matter at hand."

This group of foreign mercenaries is really troublesome, and she is also a little annoyed at this time.

This mercenary captain was too aggressive and proactive. Without her consent at all, she went directly into the office and asked to check her office.

It would be very troublesome for such a person to be a bodyguard for himself.

There is no priority.

Qiu Yi was a little helpless.

Although, Mr. Chen next door, there is no primary or secondary distinction.

But the one next door is a real master with a terrifying skill. The number of times Qiu Yi has been rescued.

Moreover, Mr. Chen, it was the Qiu Yi person who came forward in person and begged him to protect himself at a high price.

However, this group of mercenaries... is different.

After all, I came back from overseas, and I don’t know the details.

When I first came, there was no such thing as politeness.

Disrespect to superiors at all.

Qiu Yi had a headache.

At that time, I still don't know how to arrange this group of mercenaries.

The more I think about it, the more headaches I get.

However, at this moment, when Abdul walked out of the door of the president's office, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He stretched out his hand, pointed to the office next door, and asked.

"President Qiu Yiren, who owns this office...?"

Qiu Yiren's pretty face was taken aback, and he explained, "This is the office of a security director of our group."

Abdul's complexion slightly condensed, Director of Security?

"I'm going in and check this office."

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