Chapter 98: One Pot
Blade kicked the door open and walked out, picking up the man with one hand and throwing him on the sofa.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Ziyang and the others shifted their eyes to the black man in his forties, knowing that the one who could sneak in as Daofeng mentioned must be him.
"What a coincidence! This guy works right across the street." Blade pointed at the male host and said, "Can you help us get in?"
The man nodded vigorously, indicating that he could help them in.
"But you have to teach me how to gamble." The man stared at Daofeng with burning eyes, and it seemed that he was conquered by Daofeng's gambling skills.
Only then did everyone realize that this guy was also a gambler. It seemed that gamblers could always get along well with each other quickly, even if the whole family was in danger.
"No problem." Blade snapped his fingers and said, "It's okay for me to take you to the Atlantic Ocean gambling ship, but the prerequisite is that you have to take us in, otherwise..."
When he said this, Daofeng glanced at the mother and daughter in the house, with a cruel smile on his face.
"Yes! Yes! Don't hurt my wife and daughter." The man nodded quickly, indicating that he could definitely help Blade.
A stack of US dollars appeared in Zhao Ziyang's hand. He put the stack of US dollars on the table and said to the host: " If you cooperate, not only will you be safe, but you will also get a lot of money; if you don't cooperate, we don't mind killing you all."
This is a typical carrot and stick approach. Although it is cliché, it is indeed very effective.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The man nodded desperately, his eyes fixed on the thick stack of US dollars on the table. It would take him at least several months of work to earn this.
"How about we eat first?" Zhao Ziyang smiled and signaled Daofeng to untie the family.
"Good idea." Daofeng and the others also laughed and quickly untied the mother and daughter.
"Hurry up and cook!" The man yelled at his wife, and then looked at Zhao Ziyang eagerly, staring at the US dollars.
He wanted the money, wanted it badly, as long as his life was not in danger.
Zhao Ziyang waved his hand, and the male host immediately ran over with a fanatical look on his face and put the US dollars in his hands, holding them tightly, for fear that the money would disappear.
Money is the biggest motivation for human action. No matter what time it is, you can't help but love money, especially a gambler.
The mother and daughter used up all the ingredients in their home to make a passable lunch for Zhao Ziyang and his group. Then they sat obediently on the sofa in the living room, nervously watching Zhao Ziyang and his group chatting and laughing, their eyes never leaving their guns.
The male owner was pulled over by Zhao Ziyang to tell him something, of course, it was also a sweet and threatening thing. Mercenaries generally don't kill civilians. Of course, if the mission requires it, they will naturally shoot without hesitation.
At 1:30 p.m., the man took Zhao Ziyang, Blade, Gun Ghost, Swart, and Pandora out, leaving Rifling, Flashpoint, and Scytheman at home.
After going out, they went to the city center to buy some clothes, and then followed the male host to the office building. At this time, they were customers, big customers from Europe, the man was in a suit and the woman was in a business suit and glasses, and there was no difference at all.
"Sir, please, please!" The host was a little servile, and led Zhao Ziyang and his party inside, introducing as he walked: "We are a multinational trading group, headquartered in London, England, mainly engaged in cotton textiles, food, department stores, industrial and mining enterprises, etc."
"England?" Zhao Ziyang raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "London, England."
"Yes, it's London." The host looked at Zhao Ziyang in surprise, but soon disapproved: These people are obviously not ordinary people, so he would naturally know.
EO's headquarters is in London, England. This is very simple and there is no need to guess. This company called Paladin is EO's branch base in Senegal, Paladin - Knight.
Walking into the lobby of the office building, the male host smiled and greeted the front desk staff, who were two young and beautiful black girls.
"Hey, beautiful ladies, may I have the honor of knowing your names?" Blade walked forward with shining eyes and lay on the front desk, showing a handsome smile and then said: "You can call me Tom, I am from the United States of America, your beauty fascinates me, can we be friends?"
Zhao Ziyang and others continued to follow the male host towards the elevator, leaving the blade on the first floor.
After walking down the stairs to the second floor, Swart covered his stomach and pretended to look for the bathroom, then he went in and never came out again.
The third floor is a large office area, divided into more than a dozen departments, each with its own sign. The male host took out his employee card and swiped it lightly, and was about to lead Zhao Ziyang and others in, but was stopped by Zhao Ziyang.
After waiting for about three minutes, Zhao Ziyang signaled that it was okay to enter.
The male host, who didn't understand what Zhao Ziyang's intention was, didn't dare to ask. He led them to the office area, occasionally greeting his busy colleagues.
At this time, Dao Feng was sitting in the monitoring room on the first floor with two security guards lying at his feet. He was in charge of the monitoring of the entire building and used the radio to instruct Zhao Ziyang and others on how to avoid monitoring and effectively hide their faces.
Since this is another base of EO, the location where the mercenaries are located must be monitored.
Swart, who was on the second floor, climbed out of the bathroom window, climbed up from the back of the office building, climbed to the roof of the fifth floor, took out the equipment he carried with him to locate himself, and then inserted a laser light directly into the roof and turned it on, allowing the laser beam to shoot into the sky.
"Boss, everything is ready." Swart confirmed to Zhao Ziyang.
"clear."
Swart immediately took out a rope and slid down from the fifth floor, leaving the office building in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Ziyang and his companions were still waiting in the reception room on the third floor, while the male host, accompanied by Pandora, walked towards the general manager's office. They were going to discuss a big deal that would interest the general manager.
Sure enough, within a few minutes, the tall general manager came over, entered the reception room with a smile on his face and greeted Zhao Ziyang: "Hello, sir, I am very glad to have you here. It makes me feel very honored."
"Haha..." Zhao Ziyang smiled, stood up and shook hands with the general manager and said, "No need to be polite. We are here to import a batch of raw materials. We can pay directly by bank transfer. But I'm afraid you can't decide our needs, so you are not qualified to talk to us."
The manager's face changed after hearing this. The other party actually said that he was not qualified. But his face changed only for a moment, and then he smiled again. He could tell from the other party's clothes and accessories that this was not just a joke, but perhaps a big deal.
"Take me to see your higher-level leader." Zhao Ziyang put away his smile and motioned for the manager to lead the way.
"Well..." The manager hesitated.
"Are you qualified to negotiate a business worth tens of billions of dollars?" Zhao Ziyang asked back.
This sentence made the general manager's heart skip a beat. He didn't know whether it was true or not, but he couldn't let such a big business go to others. If it was true, this business alone would be a great credit to him, and he would get a bonus. If it was false, there was no loss, and the people in front of him didn't seem to be causing trouble.
"Your company is..." the hesitant manager asked carefully.
"No, no, no." Zhao Ziyang waved his hands impatiently and said, "We are not a company. We are from Germany. We are a family. Do you understand what a family is?"
This made the manager hesitate to ask any further questions. He knew that no matter what kind of company it was, it could not compare with a well-established family.
Family? One billion dollars? The general manager did not think about it any more. The other party's arrogance and domineering attitude were enough to explain something. Perhaps the chances of success of this business were very high. In the rush for quick success, the manager chose to take Zhao Ziyang and others to the president's office. Of course, the male host must accompany them.
The president's office is not upstairs, but on the first floor, which is different from the normal office layout. His office is at the innermost part of the first floor, and there are two security guards standing at the door.
"Stop!" The security guard stopped the general manager, Zhao Ziyang and others who were walking over.
"Puff! Puff!" Bloody holes appeared on the heads of the two security guards where the bullets had pierced through them. They fell to the ground without a sound.
The general manager and the male owner's faces turned pale, and their legs became so weak that they almost fell down.
The gunman Ning, who had killed the two security guards, opened the door and walked in with his gun raised. After a few seconds, he knocked on the door to signal Zhao Ziyang and Pandora to come in.
Dragging the almost collapsed general manager and the male host, Zhao Ziyang and Pandora walked in and closed the door, smiling at the Senegalese president of Paladin Company who was sitting in the large office chair. The president was white.
"I'll only give you one chance to speak. Tell me where the seven people who came last night are." Zhao Ziyang asked the other party in a very calm tone.
The president immediately raised his hands high and said, "Don't kill me. The seven people who came yesterday are on the negative fourth floor. I am just a professional manager hired by them to manage their business. I don't know anything else. If you need money, you can open the safe opposite. The password is 336. Turn it backwards two times and forward three and a half times."
"Very good, thank you." Zhao Ziyang nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask: "How can I get down?"
"There is an elevator." The president raised his hands and walked towards a large bookcase. Facing a book on it, he said, "Take out this book and you can see the elevator."
The gun ghost walked over and pulled the book out, watching the bookcase slowly open to the sides, revealing a small elevator leading downstairs.
"very good."
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
The three men simultaneously reached out their knives and knocked the three men unconscious, then got on the elevator and went down to the fourth floor below ground.
The indicator lights on the elevator flashed one floor at a time. When it reached the negative fourth floor, three people pulled out their guns and pointed them at the elevator door.
With a soft "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened, revealing a spacious hall on the fourth floor below ground. Inside the hall was a boxing ring, training equipment, a neat row of guns, and dozens of mercenaries.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." The three of them pulled the trigger at the unsuspecting mercenaries at the same time, and at the same time pressed the elevator button, closed the door and went up.
"Target confirmed, get ready." Zhao Ziyang gave a confirmation order to Swart and walked out of the elevator.
"Bang, bang, bang!..." The elevator buttons were shattered by the bullet, and a ball of electric light exploded inside, making it impossible to use normally.
Carrying the three knocked out guys, Zhao Ziyang and the other two walked towards the gate and left amid many people's strange looks.
Blade, who came out of the monitoring room, licked his lips, hugged a black girl at the front desk, touched her beautifully, and whispered to her: "Baby, there is a bomb in this building, run for your life."
The receptionists were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't understand what Blade meant, but the scene that happened next made them scream and run away frantically.
A grenade was thrown from Blade's hand, rolled to an empty corner of the hall, and exploded a few seconds later.
The alarm rang out throughout the building, and all the employees dropped their work in horror and ran for their lives.
"Satellite positioning completed!"
"Laser guidance complete."
"Ready!"
"Then let's get started." Zhao Ziyang smiled and whispered to himself, "Seth is right. It is indeed very convenient to have our own military satellite."
A laser-guided bomb was launched from a Senegalese naval base hundreds of kilometers away. It drew a graceful arc and then drilled straight into the office building. Under the guidance of the laser, it drilled deep into the ground from top to bottom.
Three minutes later, the loud bang of the explosion resounded throughout Kaolak, and the Paladin company's office building collapsed in the explosion, instantly turning into a ruin. All the EO mercenaries hiding there were killed, just as Zhao Ziyang said: all killed in one fell swoop.
