Chapter 677

There was a bang, and the wall beside the window of the interrogation room was blasted.

"Damn it, Marvin.".

Seeing the people hanging on the rope and swinging down from the roof, the church immediately yelled, "aren't you dead? Ah, asshole.

"I'm sorry, frank, who let you always hard to listen to my explanation, although I have 62, but I don't want to die.".

After throwing his shotgun to the church, Ma wenran put his bag on the interrogation table,

took out a few unused remote-controlled directional blasting bombs from his bag, and then threw two rope dropping tools to the church.

The remote-controlled bomb was installed on the wall beside the metal door, and the last one was installed on the ground floor of the interrogation room table.

Looking at the church hanging the downhill tools on the rope, the black suit of the interrogation church asked with a black face.

"Wait, just two downhill tools. What can I do?".

Marvin looked at the church in disgust and said, "let's kill him.".

"No," the church shook its head. "He proved that we didn't kill people here.".

After loading the bomb, Marvin went to the hole without taking care of the black suit and said, "there's no time to talk about it. If the guys outside are smart,

we can't escape shooting from the windows of several nearby rooms. I'll see you downstairs.".

Holding the downhill tool, Marvin jumped out of the hole and went down.

Seeing this, the church and the black suit also understood that Marvin was right. Fortunately, the interrogation room was on the third floor, only six meters above the ground,

they hugged each other and went down with the tools.

As soon as they were halfway down, Marvin, who had already landed, pressed the remote control.

Boom, boom, boom.

A continuous explosion came from upstairs, and the directional explosion directly destroyed the wall of the metal door.

two armed men who were unlocking the metal door were directly pressed under the collapsed brick and metal door.

The other people who were far away were not hurt, but they were also roared by the huge noise.

Looking at the two meter long hole, I was glad I wasn't in the area where the wall collapsed.

Separate two people to see the injured companion, the others look into the interrogation.

Sure enough, the target had already walked, and then saw the rope hanging from the roof.

"Security.".

After hearing the safety report from his subordinates, the C1a agent Jack Horton, who is in charge of the team, walks into the interrogation room with angry eyes, stands by the hole in the outer wall and looks out,

then he sees Marvin hiding in the corner more than ten meters away, waving to them with a smile.

Then point your left hand to the remote control in your right hand.

"My God.".

From a distance of more than ten meters, it is not difficult for professional armed personnel to see clearly the remote control on Marvin's hand.

Jack Horton just had time to yell, "bomb",,

without thinking about it, he grabbed the rope in front of him empty handed and jumped out of the interrogation room.

Boom.

A cloud of dust and debris rushed out of the hole.

There is no wall cover this time. Even if the bomb is used to break the wall, it is also a bomb.

Except for Jack Horton, who jumped out of the interrogation room with a rope, the others were basically disabled even if they were lucky.

The loud sound of light can break one's eardrum.

However, Jack Horton is not much better,

holding the rope and falling empty handed, which is no different from self destroying hands.

Horton understood this, but at this time he just wanted to stay away from the hole so as not to be affected by the explosion.

When he fell a meter or two, it would not be so easy to grasp the rope.

Even if his brain's command was to grasp the rope, his palms could not be controlled to release the sharp pain from his hands.

Fortunately, the interrogation room is on the third floor, only six meters high, plus his own height.

Although the impact of the drop was not small, he was only 2 meters above the ground.

With his knees slightly arched and his feet on the ground, he rushed forward and tumbled into the outer wall of the building.

he was lying on the ground like a broken frame. Fortunately, his life was saved.

After a moment's delay, Horton raised his hands and looked at his bloody palms when the skin was torn off.

anger, shame and pain all came to his mind.

"Ah, ah, ah," he roared like a vent, thinking about how to kill the church and Marvin.

Can think of in the C1a reference room to see the church information, Horton heart and no confidence to catch the church has escaped.

After finding that there was no big problem, he sat up and thought for a moment, then he took out his mobile phone with his finger,

made a phone call and asked people to look for Sarah, his girlfriend from the church.

But he's smart. He's been an agent for decades, and Marvin's not stupid.It's not like they haven't done it before.

Let the black suit interrogator go and call Sarah.

Driving to pick up Sara, who is leaving Virginia, Marvin looks at the church and Sara holding together in the back seat.

"Frank, maybe we can send Sarah to London",

hesitated for a moment, Marvin said, "I know some experts in London, so it should not be difficult to hide Sarah.".

"Master? Who is it? "

The Church looked at Marvin's back suspiciously and asked, "don't you want to send Sarah to the noble you said?"

Seeing that Marvin just shrugged, the church immediately took Sarah's hand away, sat up, grabbed the back of the chair with both hands, and sat down in the co pilot's seat,

looked at Marvin in surprise, "man, are you serious? To be a housekeeper? "

"Of course," Marvin said with a curl. "I'm 62 years old, Frank. Have you really been hiding in the swamp South waiting to die?

If it wasn't for the damned Solanum nigrum project being posted on the Internet, in three months' time, my half year housekeeper training course would be over, and I would be able to live in London in peace.

The church couldn't believe it and joked, "are you crazy, or is your employer crazy? Who would want a crazy man like you to be a housekeeper?"

Marvin shrugged and didn't answer.

"Peng, Peng, Peng".

There was a knock.

Sarah, sitting in the back seat, listened for a moment and hesitated, "if I hear you right, does the sound come from the trunk?"

"Marvin?"

The church also recognized it, and with experience, he was quite sure that there was a person in the trunk.

Staring at them, Marvin was silent for a moment. "OK.".

Turn the lights, leave the main road, enter a country road, and stop in a grove a few minutes later.

Turn off the car, open the trunk and point a gun at a middle-aged man in civilian clothes.

"Captain of the British military intelligence?" After getting off the bus, the Church took the middle-aged man's ID card,

immediately scolded Marvin, "are you crazy? Marvin.

I'm sorry, Frank. I have to make sure it's the British intelligence agency that sold us out.

"Why?" The Church looked at Marvin with a puzzled look. "Why do you suspect that it was the military intelligence agency that betrayed us?"

"This, this," Marvin hesitated for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry, frank, there are some things I can't say,

otherwise my friends don't have to do, you let me bring some secrets into the coffin, and I'll talk to you in hell.".

"Fku, asshole, you will go to hell, I will go to heaven.".

After all, he had too many secrets to tell Marvin.