American Gossip King

Chapter 257 You Forgot to Bring the Bomb

Ian stayed in the hotel for three whole days with several beauties.

He repeatedly refused Gal Gadot's requests to leave the hotel, saying only that he hadn't finished his work yet, and then he would enjoy Gal Gadot's youthful and hot body while working.

Of course, the bait still needs to be cast.

So I kept promising her that we would definitely go shopping together.

3 month 8 day.

Today, Ian finally received a message from Hua Ziruo.

Get it done.

Two hand grenades and three remote-controlled bombs.

At noon, Ian and Gal Gadot were having lunch at the restaurant.

Gal Gadot was pale.

She's been through so much these past few days.

She looked at Ian speechlessly: "You haven't kept your promise to me. Ian, I'm not your plaything, you can't imprison me in this hotel."

I've said this many times.

Ian chuckled softly.

He nodded: "How about we go to Tokyo Tower tomorrow morning?"

Gal Gadot looked at him in surprise: "Tokyo Tower?"

Ian shrugged: "Tokyo Tower transmits various broadcast signals, including television and radio. As a media professional, I'm definitely interested in this place."

Gal Gadot let out a long sigh.

So all I have to do is endure one more night of his torment?

But at that moment, she felt inexplicably reluctant.

Although Ian hadn't had much emotional contact with her these past few days, she still sensed his extraordinary qualities.

He is physically strong, mentally sharp and rational.

When he held conference calls with his subordinates in his hotel room, he could always get to the heart of the matter in a concise and to-the-point manner.

He knew exactly where his future lay, had a clear development plan, and was ambitious with grand schemes. Considering he achieved this in just three years, you can understand his confidence and domineering nature, and even his seemingly unreasonable behavior when interacting with beautiful women.

A man like him doesn't need to fawn over anyone.

And tomorrow, he will die.

For a fleeting moment, Gal Gadot even considered warning Ian, "Don't go out, someone wants to kill you!"

But she ultimately suppressed this fleeting tenderness in her heart.

If Ian had been willing to put in some effort, he might have won her over in just a few days, but he didn't, which means Gal Gadot's heart remains that of a typical Jew!

But at that moment, she felt somewhat painful and uncomfortable.

Ultimately, he was a man who gave me an unforgettable, ultimate feeling!

She said softly, "I'm going to the restroom."

After leaving the dining table, she went to the communal restroom in the middle of the restroom and put on her makeup in front of the vanity mirror.

A middle-aged man came to her side.

Gal Gadot said softly, "He will take me to Tokyo Tower tomorrow morning."

"That's quite a coincidence... That's good." The man responded softly and turned to leave.

After touching up her makeup, Gal Gadot looked at herself in the mirror.

After being nourished by Ian, it shines even brighter.

So she sighed softly and returned to Ian's side.

On this day, Gal Gadot fully unleashed herself, catering to Ian.

She acted with extraordinary wildness, all shyness and helplessness gone, wanting only to fully enjoy the pleasure Ian brought her...

Amidst the loud and clear chirping sounds, I gradually lost myself...

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The following morning, Ian led the group away from the hotel.

Several bodyguards surrounded Ian, wearing sunglasses and intently watching the surroundings.

Whether it works or not doesn't matter, the style and presence are definitely on point.

The worst part was that the bodyguards were exceptionally tall, completely blocking Ian from view. Ian was nowhere to be seen from a distance, and if he was spotted, he would vanish instantly.

This left the opposing gunman shaking his head in frustration.

Gal Gadot was led into the car, with Bridson sitting in the passenger seat.

The convoy drove off into the distance. Ian, sitting in the car, reached out to open the window, only to find it was already closed.

He asked, "Why can't the car window be opened?"

Bridexson immediately replied, "This is for your safety; it's an armored car. But even the best armored car is useless if you open the windows."

Ian shrugged: "That's why I don't like riding in armored cars."

Bridexson laughed. "I don't like it either, but the security company people insisted on doing it this way."

Gal Gadot, who was standing nearby, was shocked.

Bulletproof car?

She took out her phone, leaned against the car window to cover the screen, and pretended to chat with a friend. Fortunately, Ian was also looking at company reports on his laptop and didn't pay any attention to her.

So she quickly typed: "Ian Carl changed cars; he's in an armored car."

Meanwhile, several Mossad agents tracking Ian simultaneously shouted insults:

"Fuck! Ian Carl never rides in armored cars, does he?"

"It was Japan's security agency acting on its own initiative."

"This is troublesome; we can't do it on the road."

The latest novel is first published here!

"Ian Carl couldn't possibly have spent all his time in Japan in his car and in bed, could he?"

"I think the quality of the goods you gave him is too good; I wouldn't want to go anywhere else. Gal Gadot's body is heaven!"

"Message Gale and tell them to go somewhere else after leaving Tokyo Tower."

"Don't send a message. Gail's sitting with him right now. If he sees the message, we're in big trouble!"

"What should we do then?"

"We can only follow along for now; there will always be an opportunity."

Several Mossad agents had no choice but to follow Ian's car for the time being.

The convoy soon arrived at Tokyo Tower, a famous scenic spot in Japan. Ian, accompanied by Gal Gadot and surrounded by bodyguards, entered.

So they could only wait outside.

Not long after, the phone rang.

It's Gal Gadot's.

A Mossad agent answered the phone: "It's me."

Gal Gadot said, "He changed his mind. Instead of going to Tokyo Tower, he took me to the Garden Restaurant next to Tokyo Tower. We're here now. This restaurant doesn't have metal detectors, so you can bring your guns in... This might be your only chance."

"good!"

The Mossad agents looked at each other and finally made a decision.

Three people entered the Garden Restaurant next to Tokyo Tower with guns, while one of them stayed in the car waiting for pick-up.

However, after only a short while, a Japanese traffic policeman walked over.

Upon reaching the Mossad agent's driver, the man knocked on the car window.

The car window rolled down, and the traffic policeman said, "Parking is not allowed here. Please park your car in that alley over there."

The Mossad agent had no choice but to drive away, sending a message to his colleague in the process.

He drove the car to a side alley and waited quietly.

Then he saw another traffic policeman coming over and knocking on his car window.

The agent rolled down the car window with a sigh: "What is it?"

The traffic policeman smiled and said, "You can't park here."

"Fuck!" the agent yelled. "Your men told me to park the car here."

He realized something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking.

The traffic policeman in front of me is clearly white!

He is not Japanese.

And that face under the peaked cap...

The agent looked closely and exclaimed, "Brideson?"

"Correct answer." Brideson had already taken out a handkerchief and covered the other person's ears and nose. The other person struggled desperately but could not get rid of it.

After a moment, he finally stopped moving, but Bledson continued to hold him.

Mossad agents are trained to have a certain resistance to drugs.

After a while, and confirming that the other person had really fainted, Brideson stopped.

Then Brideson went to the trunk, opened it, looked inside, shook his head and sighed, "They went in to kill people, and didn't even bring a bomb... They've let the boss down."

Then he picked up his phone and sent a message to Ian.

(End of this chapter)