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Chapter 1101 Revenge begins!  (10)

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    After listening to the report, the other end of the phone fell into silence.

    After a long while, the guide Ebomi sighed and said slowly: "Sophie, tell me, is he really that powerful?"

    Sophie thought for a moment and said: "Teacher, General Norton was crippled by this person. He fell from a height of thousands of meters to the boundless Pacific Ocean, and he survived and ran to the Amazon jungle in Colombia to destroy him.  He killed Chen Sanli's processing factory, then killed Fred, and helped us capture Andrew. You should know how powerful he is."

    Mentor Ebomi was silent again and sighed: "Even so, we cannot be afraid of his threats, let alone bow to him."

    "Wehave no choice but to fight!"

    Early morning.

    Facing the first ray of the rising sun, we are in an office on the fifth floor of a building.

    Two white people and three brown-skinned Indians are analyzing a photo.

    The white man pointed at the photo and warned seriously: "Remember, he is Lu Yu, be sure to remember what he looks like!"

    "This man is extremely dangerous. He has caused devastating damage to many of our laboratories and processing plants. Moreover, his physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people. He can fall from an altitude of thousands of meters into the deep sea without dying. Just yesterday, he also caused damage to many of our laboratories and processing plants.  We at the CIA have issued a declaration of war!¡±

    "War letter?"

    The surrounding men all looked puzzled.

    ¡°One person dares to challenge the entire CIA alone. Isn¡¯t this crazy?

    Or is he just a fool, or a patient who escaped from a lunatic asylum?

    The white man who spoke, the leader of the CIA's Jakarta branch, nodded solemnly: "Yes, he has issued a letter of challenge to the entire CIA, and he will launch retaliatory attacks against us all over the world without any restrictions.  , until the CIA admitted defeat and came forward to clarify and apologize to him in major newspapers around the world, and gave up the pursuit."

    Several of his subordinates opened their mouths wide, feeling incredible.

    ¡°If it hadn¡¯t come from the leader¡¯s mouth personally, they would have thought they had paid the IQ tax.

    The leading man added: "Yesterday, he single-handedly broke through the heavy siege of the patrol team and a large number of agents, killed Deputy Director Kuvas, and killed the two agents beside her in front of the Intelligence Director Sophie.  "

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    In the office, there were gasps of air-conditioning one after another.

    Several subordinates finally closed their mouths!

    "So, our superiors have given us an order. All agents must be more covert in their actions starting today. No one is allowed to leave their post without permission or act alone. There must be at least one companion by their side. If you encounter Lu Yu, you must report it as soon as possible and report it to  You can shoot back under any circumstances. If something goes wrong, your superiors will take care of you"

    Having said this, the leading man's voice turned cold and harsh, and he waved his hand downwards.

    "Treat Lu Yu, kill him without mercy!"

    Wow!

    However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise from the glass window in the office and broke into countless pieces.

    A figure jumped in from the window with broken glass.

    After landing, he immediately stood up and leaped in front of an ink agent, hitting him on the neck with a palm knife.

    There was a crisp sound of "Gaba", and the neck of the ink agent agent broke instantly.

    The head was weak and drooped to the side, and the body fell limply to the ground.

    Before the remaining people could react, the figure slammed his knee into the crotch of a white agent.

    Poof

    The white man¡¯s eyes were bulging out and covered with bloodshot eyes. His whole body was bent into a twisted shape, and he felt like the whole world was shattered under his crotch.

    He covered his crotch tightly and knelt on the ground. As a result, the man stepped on his chin again.

    "Crack" He seemed to hear the broken world shatter into powder again.

    He fell to the ground, his eyes fell into darkness, and he no longer had any consciousness.

    The other two ink-pad agents finally reacted.

    He hurriedly pulled out the gun from his waist, pointed it at the figure and tried to pull the trigger.

    However, the figure's speed was extremely fast, and before they could take aim, they jumped behind the one-meter-long ink clay man.

    With a big hand, he grabbed hold of his gun-holding wrist, pointed it at his companion next to him, and pulled the trigger mercilessly.

    Bang bang bang!

    Three gunshots were fired, and the leading white man and another IndianAll the workers fell into a pool of blood.

    The figure tightly grasped the wrist of the ink agent, and with a slight twist, the bones of the guy's hand were broken.

    The gun also came into the hands of the figure.

    Bang, the bullet instantly penetrated the thigh bone of the ink agent, and the other party screamed and fell to his knees.

    The next second, he felt the steaming muzzle of the gun being pressed against his forehead, and his eyes widened in horror.

    His eyes gradually shifted from the dark gun body to the face of the figure holding the pistol.

    That is a very young face, only in his early twenties at most, with an easily distinguishable East Asian face, with firm features and sharp edges.

    A pair of sword-shaped eyebrows added to his heroic appearance, but those bright black pupils were filled with murderous intent at this moment.

    The person coming is not Lu Yu, or who is it?

    When the ink agent first looked at the photo, he didn¡¯t have much special feeling. He just felt that this was a very strong and powerful young man.

    "But the moment the opponent's gun was pointed at him, his thigh was hit by a bullet, and he knelt down in front of Lu Yu, the only thing left in his heart was boundless fear.

    In his eyes, this young East Asian seemed to be synonymous with death.

    There is no resistance at all, only surrender!

    "Don't kill me! Don't kill me"

    The Yinni agent¡¯s tone was pleading, and he said in a trembling voice: ¡°I am just a little guy who has just joined the CIA for less than a month, and I have never done anything to you¡±

    "I won't kill you!"

    Lu Yu stared at him indifferently: "Every time I take action, I will leave a message. You are very lucky. Although your thigh is disabled, you don't have to die and can still receive a disability payment. For the rest of your life, stay away from this evil person.  Take your post!¡±

    "Thank youthank you."

    The ink agent¡¯s face was filled with gratitude.

    Until many years later, he still didn¡¯t understand why he said thank you in the first place.

    In the end, was he thanking Lu Yu for not killing him, or was he thanking the other party for getting him out of the CIA?

    This is an unsolvable problem. I am afraid that he will never be able to figure it out in his life.

    "Go back and tell Su Wei that this is the second drop of blood shed by your CIA!"

    Lu Yu stared at him coldly: "My revenge has just begun. Let the CIA be prepared. I will continue to bleed you until the blood dries up and there is no more blood to shed!"

    After saying this, Lu Yu left the office without looking back.

    Just before leaving the house, he raised his wrist.

    boom!

    The leading white man, who was still struggling on the ground, was accurately hit by a bullet, and his head exploded like a watermelon.

    Blood splattered, and the ink agent next to him who had just saved his life was dyed bright red (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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