Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 244 Assassination (Part )

In the presidential suite of the hotel, Ivan pressed bullets into the magazine one by one, and the Sig Sauer P226 exuded a cold luster.

"Have you figured out Minidy's location and Claude's ward?"

Sean said in a deep voice, London Fashion Week has been there, and even if it is not over yet, the things that need to be discussed are almost done, and it is time to leave London.

Moreover, with Minidy and Claude's temperament, they will definitely not expose the matter lightly. The longer he stays in London, the easier it is for accidents to occur.

"They can't escape our grasp. We have installed a tracker on Minidy's car. We have already visited Claude's ward, and we have also found out the situation of his attending doctor."

Ivan pressed the bullet while answering Sean's question without raising his head.

"Don't let them see the sun tomorrow!"

"understand!"

Sean said viciously: "I have already booked the flight tickets. You guys will be divided into two groups. Once you are done with them, come to the airport to meet up immediately. We will fly back to Africa overnight."

Of course the nurse knew who Claude was. He was the young master of the Normandy family and a playboy. She was just a little nurse and she didn't dare to offend such a big shot.

He looked around and saw that there was no one here. He walked up to hold the door handle and tried to twist it down. His eyes immediately lit up. The door was not locked. He raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth and got in sideways. , then there was a muffled groan inside, and then silence fell again.

Ron Serwick.

In the hospital, Claude sat on the bed and angrily knocked over the tray held by the nurse to the ground. All kinds of medicines were scattered on the floor, and he yelled: "You hurt me, you little bitch!"

The lumberjack was walking in the corridor of the inpatient building of the hospital. With sharp eyes, he saw a doctor walking into a room. When he walked in, he saw three words written on the sign - locker room.

After a lot of effort, the nurse finally finished giving Claude the medicine again. As if she had been granted amnesty, the nurse left the luxurious private ward in embarrassment.

Walking in the corridor, the lumberjack headed straight for the elevator.

squeak……

The nurse stood tremblingly beside the bed and kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, sir..."

A Mercedes-Benz was parked downstairs of the hospital. In the cab, the Cossack driving the car turned to his co-pilot companion and said, "Good luck to you, lumberjack."

……

The lumberjack didn't say anything, just opened the door and got out of the car, straightened his collar and walked towards the hospital.

The luxurious wards of King's College Hospital are on the 16th floor. They are all separate suites, with bedrooms, living rooms, study rooms, balconies, TVs, computers, refrigerators, dining tables, etc., with exquisite furnishings and luxurious decorations. They are specially designed for the rich. prepared by man.

"Farke! Farke! Farke!"

After a while, the door was opened again from the inside, and a male doctor wearing a mask came out. His broad white coat covered his slightly muscular figure, and his name was hanging on his chest.

……

Since he had already visited the spot during the day, he was not worried about finding the exact room.

"Hello, Director Servik."

A white nurse with a curvy figure walked towards him and said hello with a smile. The lumberjack nodded slightly but did not speak, which made the nurse a little confused. She asked strangely: "Director Servik, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

This made the woodcutter feel nervous. The palms of his hands in his pockets couldn't help sweating. He replied in a hoarse voice: "I'm just a little tired."

They had learned how to disguise themselves in the army, but their voices were not easy to change, and now he was only wearing the most basic disguise. He was just wearing a piece of clothing, which was the easiest disguise to expose.

The nurse saw the lumberjack leaving without even saying a word. He was completely different from the usual Director Servic. The doubts in his heart became more serious. She couldn't help but call him again: "Hi, Servic." Director Ke, do you need help?"

The woodcutter felt alarm bells ringing in his heart. He paused and turned his head. He glanced vaguely at the safe passage next to him and said in a hoarse voice, "Of course, is that okay?"

Because this is a private ward area where the wealthy area is located, there are generally no people around.

The nurse subconsciously felt something was wrong, but she couldn't confirm what was going on, so she could only nod and step forward: "It's okay, Director Servik, I happen to be fine now."

Seeing that the distance was close, the lumberjack thrust out his big hand and slashed hard at the opponent's throat. With his other hand, he grabbed the opponent's neck collar and dragged him into a safe passage aside. Before the opponent could catch his breath, he used both hands to He grabbed the opponent's head and rubbed it hard. There was a "click" sound and the person fell softly to the ground.

"Suka BuLei!"

After doing all this, the woodcutter breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but cursed in a low voice in Russian. He tried his best to calm himself down before walking out again.

Not walking far forward, I saw two bodyguards standing in front of the ward. Seeing his arrival, they immediately cast their eyes over with vigilance.

"Hey man, who are you?"

The two bodyguards looked at each other, and one of them asked.

"Ron Serwick, I'm here to observe the patient's condition."

The lumberjack's voice was extremely calm. During the introduction, he pointed to the sign on his chest, as if to tell the other party, Hey, man, your question is a bit redundant!
"Sir, it seems that Master Claude's doctor is not you."

The bodyguard frowned and did not choose to let him go.

"Yes, Director Theodore is not very convenient right now, so let me help with observation."

The lumberjack shrugged and replied slightly helplessly.

"Please take your hands out and see sir."

The bodyguard looked the lumberjack up and down, then pointed at the other person's hands and said.

The woodcutter reluctantly took out his hands and showed them to the other party. Then the bodyguard felt relieved and helped push the door open, making a gesture to invite him in.

In the room, looking at the luxurious decoration, the woodcutter cursed in his heart: "Damn rich people!"

He turned around and closed the door, pushed the door straight and walked into the bedroom. At this time, Claude was already asleep. He walked forward lightly, then half-leaned on the bed, put his hands around the other person's neck, and pressed hard Break it off.

Click!

There was a soft sound, and Claude woke up instantly. His eyes widened and his mouth opened, trying to make a sound, but the woodcutter did not let him go, but locked him tightly until the other person died and his body slowly softened. After coming down, he released his arms.

After carefully checking to confirm that the other party was dead, the woodcutter placed the body in a straight position, and thoughtfully closed the other party's eyes, and then covered him with a quilt. After doing all this, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked out calmly.

(End of this chapter)