Chapter 1747

Fifteen days.

The United States.

The G20 summit is over.

Two days.

There are still achievements. That is to say, we have decided together to take strong measures to deal with the crisis. Because it's informal talks, do not do... It's all conscience!

Cough.

Just kidding.

Of course, we have to do it, but there are different ways.

Us money printing.

The EU is ready to wait for a while.

As for China.

We have already adopted quantitative easing policies and launched the three trillion plan. In general, emerging market countries are facing a test. Of course, some of them are really salty and can be watched.

After all.

The heart has more than enough but not enough.

Among them.

The biggest controversy is the zero money policy. The U.S. is to save financial institutions and spread money to the financial market. The zero money policy is to spread money to the real economy or the world.

Independent.

So.

It was brought out by experts from all over the world.

There is support.

There are objections.

There is neutrality.

But there is no denying that it is effective, but the opponents believe that a large number of Asian dollars flowing into the international market will give rise to more and more currency risks, and then trigger a new round of crisis.

But.

Supporters believe that with the size of the Asian dollar, the world's financial crisis has not yet emerged. Only the US dollar and the euro are still possible. They think it is very helpful for the short-term economic recovery.

After all.

The value of the Asian dollar is still there.

How much to sprinkle.

Can create more than a few times of trade, feed a lot of people, the economic data will start to turn around, of course, these people are shouting, anyway, they will not listen to zero.

Hold on.

All in all.

Don't find something to talk about, how to brush the sense of existence!

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Eighty kilometers north of Washington.

Ford estate.

The old and the young are playing golf and talking.

"How many?"

"At least ten waves."

"Not bad."

"A little less."

"It's natural and interested in many things, but there's more self-knowledge. A cake that everyone wants to rob is not so easy. Only two kinds of people will take part in the zero action."

"First, I'm not afraid of death. Second, have the strength, or think of yourself as having the strength. "

"Kovoro doesn't seem to be here."

"Is it?"

"Well, I'm not sure, or I'm very secretive."

"That's right. Kovoro needs to start. You don't have to know that success is possible. Don't forget that kovoro is the largest intelligence partner of the CIA both at home and abroad."

"It wants to hide things. It can't find them without any effort."

"That's right, too."

Kovoro.

It's their acquiescence to exist and do all kinds of dirty work. Now it's growing stronger and stronger. A considerable part of the CIA's overseas intelligence personnel are from kovoro, the outsider: the second CIA.

I have to admit.

It's a terrifying existence.

Of course.

That's for the people below their class, as the co supporter of kovoro, that's the big dog that they keep together. Over the years, they have been obedient and easy to use.

"I have a worry." Suddenly, the young man said.

"What?"

"What should I do if I am not dead?"

Smell the words.

The old man's face, like a ravine, was squeezed deeper. It was laughing.

"What do you think is the probability of his survival?"

"Zero, as it is called."

"Yes, this game, he will die, there is no hope of life." The old man insisted that the chess played by so many of them used a big dark card and backup means.

Want to live?

It's almost impossible.

Again.

There are also a bunch of killers around, who want to pounce on food, and may not even be able to turn their hand.

"What if?"

"In case."

The old man mured.

"If he can really survive, it's another miracle. What we have to do is to find out the person who made the miracle. The last thing, so far, has no result."

That revenge.

Fierce.

Tough.

Come on.

Even they are hard to do. In recent years, Mao has made great efforts to investigate, but he didn't find one. At last, he can only hope to make a second move and leave them with any flaws.

That means.

The truth.

They were all a little frightened.

"You mean."

The young man was surprised,

"well, if he can get to the airport safely, and the process is beyond our expectation, it means that the force has made another move. This time, we must find it out, or we can't sleep."

Last time.

Eight leaders of underground forces pay.

Three killer organizations contribute.

What's the result?

All eight died.

Three killer organizations were removed, none of them left behind, and then disappeared. This means, of course, in their consideration, finally hesitated to do it again.

We also need face.

Take this.

Maybe we can hang out the existence of that hand.

So.

For zero.

The second purpose is to see if they can force out the people who started last time. They really don't like the unknown, they are used to controlling everything, and they don't allow such a Niubi to wander out of sight.

"I see."

"Pay close attention."

"Yes."

。。。

Shanghai stock market.

Villa.

"Want to fish?"

Tang Qing smiles.

Generally speaking, it's a good plan. If there is no death, everything will continue. If zero is not dead, when we arrive at the airport, we can lead to the last executor. Finally, with the backhand, they win.

Unfortunately.

Want to fish.

First of all, there must be a good fishing rod, a strong fishing line, and a fisherman who has the ability to catch the rod. When the bait is available, there are three other items. The only variable is the size of the fish.

That's what they didn't count.

Want to fish?

Yes.

It depends on your strength.

I'm still a big fish. In an instant, there is a Washington aerial view, in which points are marked out, either near zero or on the way to the airport.

Red.

The representative wants to do it.

Purple.

For those who want to fish.

"Action."

"Yes."

。。

In the evening.

Night began to envelop the city.

Hotel.

Miao Ye is packing and going back. These two days are calm. But he always has a strange feeling, but he can't say what's wrong. It can only be regarded as his own illusion.

"Let's go."

"Good."

Keep up with zero.

A group of people came downstairs, surrounded and left the hotel for two days. What Miao ye would not know is that in the first room at the corner on the second floor, a man was fainting on the carpet.

Back chef.

Sundry room.

A westerner dressed as a cook lies.

First floor.

At the top of the corner of the hall, in the ventilation pipe, there is a thin figure.

Not moving.

The breath is weak.

By your side.

It's a device with poisonous needles. If you scratch the skin, you will die. Two days ago, there was a meeting, and the killers took care of the host's face, but after the summit, it was unnecessary.

If zero got on the plane.

No more chance.

Get out of the hotel.

"Hiss!"

Cold.

Miao Ye wraps up his collar. In Washington, it's almost snowing season. The cold wind is biting. He quickly catches up with zero steps and gets on the bus. Unexpectedly, in these seconds, he almost died several times.