Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 165 A hasty assassination

"I have released your son."

Sean was a little confused. He had asked his father to release the other party's son. The other party should not want to see him now, but should want to leave Iraq as soon as possible, although Sean would not let the other party leave Iraq safely.

"I want to see you!"

There was a trace of hysteria in Zait's tone. He even felt that his breathing was not smooth as he repeated this sentence over and over again.

Sean didn't understand why the other party insisted on seeing him. There was something wrong with the other party's tone, giving people the feeling that he was about to have a mental breakdown. After pondering for a while, he still said: "Okay, you can come to the company to find me."

"I am coming over now!"

Zait's breath was suffocated, and his whole body was trembling slightly with excitement. He responded solemnly and hung up the phone.

There was a layer of sweat all over his body, and he felt like he was in a trance. He sat on the chair and took deep breaths. After a while, he stood up, wrapped himself tightly in a robe and pushed the door open and walked out. , stepped onto the pickup truck parked outside the house.

The car was parked outside Baige Security. Because the situation was very sensitive during this time, the company door was tightly closed. Zait knew that he had entered the sight of the other guard's guard. After stopping the car, he raised his hands and walked away. He stood down and said he was not a threat.

After waiting for a few seconds, the door opened, and a team of armed security personnel walked out. The leader was a man of average build. He stopped cautiously after approaching within 30 meters.

"Hi, sir, this is private property. If you have nothing to do, please leave immediately."

Upon hearing the other party's question, Zait looked calm, raised his hands and said, "I have made an agreement with you, the president!"

The captain looked him up and down, and then after contacting the inside for confirmation, his expression softened and he said, "Sir, we need to make sure you are not dangerous. Please cooperate."

Zait cooperated by lying on the front of the car and letting the other party search him. After that, he did not care about the pistol in the other party's hand. Instead, he pointed at a pen found by the other party and said: "Uh... this is just an ordinary pen." I don’t think it’s a fountain pen..."

The captain shook his head and refused decisively: "Sir, I won't let you enter with any metal products. You can go in."

"All right……"

Seeing that the other party had no intention of letting go, Zait stopped pestering him, adjusted his clothes casually, and walked into the company. Under the guidance of the other party, he stepped onto an open-top jeep and glanced at the surroundings with a slightly melancholy look. environment.

"weirdo."

The patrol leader looked at the other person's leaving back and felt a little heavy. He shook his head helplessly. While playing with the pen in his hand, he returned to the company and saw a sentence plated on the pen.

"Cowards have experienced the horrors of death many times before they die."

Under the guidance of a guard, Zait came to Sean's office, took a few deep breaths, calmed down the emotions that started to agitate again, and then reached out and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Zait opened the door and walked in. Seeing Sean who was studying something on the computer, he casually walked to the sofa and sat down.

"You seem a little nervous?"

Sean raised his head and glanced at the security department director in front of him with a haggard face and slightly bloodshot eyes, and asked casually.

Zait casually picked up the cigarette on the table, lit one for himself, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know how beautiful Iraq used to be? I was not the director of the Ministry of Security at that time. But now these no longer exist, and this place has become a battleground for interests..." Sean shook his head and interrupted: "Listen, Mr. Zait, I don't have time to listen to you tell me about what Iraq was like in the past. , if you have anything to say, you can just say it, as long as you don’t talk nonsense here.”

"There is nothing else I can do but blood, tears, and sacrifice!"

Zait didn't seem to hear what Sean said, but just muttered to himself. Then he stood up suddenly, picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed Sean's head.

"Fake!"

In a hurry, Sean cursed angrily and quickly leaned back to avoid the attack. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the opponent's hand before he could take it back. He dragged it hard until it was unsteady and fell down on the desk. He pulled out his own gun with his backhand, put it to the opponent's head and fired several times without hesitation.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

It wasn't until the opponent's head was beaten to pieces that he pushed him away and spat: "Bah, bad luck!"

After going out to order someone to clean up the office, Sean leaned outside smoking with a gloomy look on his face, getting angrier as he thought about it.

The president was assassinated in the office. This incident instantly alarmed the entire company's top management. Ahmed, Joseph, and Evelin arrived one after another.

"Oh my god, this is crazy!"

After all, Evelin was just a college student who had just graduated. Even though she was born with a big heart, she was still caught off guard by this incident. After everyone dispersed, she found Sean alone and said seriously: "Boss, We can't delay any longer and must leave Baghdad as soon as possible, otherwise I'm not sure what other methods these people will use to target you. I don't want my first job to end because the boss was assassinated!"

Grass!

With a curse word in his heart, Sean took two puffs of his cigarette irritably: "Wait a few more days until I finish it."

Zait couldn't have been arranged to assassinate him. It was most likely a spur-of-the-moment move. Damn, this was the most careless assassination he had ever experienced. He didn't even prepare a decent weapon. This guy was obviously here to fight for him. , but this incident also reminded him that everyone is still brave, and there are always some people in this world who will go to extremes.

"Go and do your work, nothing is going on here."

After waving Evelin away, Sean went to the training ground to vent his anger, and then he felt relieved.

Just after coming out of the training ground, the phone rang. Hancock called. The secretary he was looking for would arrive at Baghdad Airport this afternoon, accompanied by a group of technical talents and some managers.

.........

Outside Baghdad Airport, Karloff led the team here with ease. He had already picked up people many times, and he was already familiar with this. He quietly leaned on the front of the car and waited.

Not long after, a group of people walked out of the airport lobby. The leader was a white man about 1.9 meters tall, with a strong build and a high body fat rate unique to Slavs. Next to him was a sexy figure with black hair, a charming face, and was wearing A white woman wearing professional attire and high heels.

"Are they Mr. Kuznetsov and Miss Leia?"

Seeing this group of people, Karloff immediately went up to them and asked.

"I am Kuznetsov, you can call me blacksmith."

"OK, get in the car."

After confirming that he was right, Karloff waved his hand and arranged for everyone to get on the bus.

(End of this chapter)