Before Jiang Chen left St. Regis, he spoke with Loki, then headed to the Xin Embassy. On the way, Jiang Chen received a call from Ayesha and listened to her report on the Syria situation.
“…With the cooperation of Russian fighters, we and the Syrian government have successfully surrounded the IS armed forces in the Mayadin area. The Iraqi side has sent troops to the border to prevent the IS forces from retreating to the border. This war should be ending soon.”
“Very well, inform Yerif so that he is ready to take over this army.” Jiang Chen said.
“Okay.” Ayesha nodded.
Without the support of North American arms dealers, the kingdom of terror that IS established was on the verge of collapsing. Even without Celestial Trade’s armed assistance to Syria, those thugs could not hold on for much longer.
Civilization would eventually defeat barbarism, as history had proven countless times.
What Jiang Chen really cared about now was the situation in Saudi Arabia.
The king’s health deteriorated, and it would not be long before Yerif will step onto the political stage in the Middle East as the king. As a reformist who supported secularization, Yerif required an army to complete his plan. Jiang Chen was also very happy to see a more enlightened Middle East, which was conducive to Celestial Trade’s global policy, so he promised to provide military assistance to Yerif after the Syrian issue.
“Let’s set the problem in the Middle East aside, for now, has Rockefeller’s whereabouts been found?” Jiang Chen asked.
“There are two clues, one leading to South Africa and the other leading to Canada. He is much more cautious than Morgan. He had already left the country through Kennedy Airport before the Trident missiles were launched. There were two flights we tracked. “After a pause, Ayesha continued, “We have sent Ghosts to Canada and South Africa… By the way, some time ago, Monica was in Europe and traced Rockefeller’s secret account at the Bank of France, and she saw an abnormal capital flow of more than 50 million euros.”
“Can you trace where the money went?” Jiang Chen asked.
“An account with Chase Bank, and the ID has been sent to your mailbox. The name of the account holder is Eris Ben, a native of W State and the owner of the Ocean Lake Armory Factory. Based on the agreement, production in the military factory has stopped a week ago,” Ayesha said.
“Send someone to lock down his factory and arrest him for questioning,” Jiang Chen said.
“Yes.” Ayesha nodded.
“Let’s execute on this… by the way, there is something else.” Just as he was about to hang up, Jiang Chen suddenly seemed to have thought of something and stopped Ayesha.
“Anything else?” Ayesha said softly.
“Well, about those terrorists.”
After a pause, Jiang Chen continued.
“Tell my original words to the front-line commander and tell him that he doesn’t need to keep them alive. The Geneva Convention does not apply to animals, and I don’t plan on asking any questions. White phosphorus munitions, incendiary munitions, thermobaric weapons… use whatever is the fastest and finish the war. If they want to go to heaven so desperately, then we’ll help them out. If they like explosions so much, then we’ll let them see all the explosions.”
“Show no mercy. I don’t need a single one alive!”
Ayesha was taken aback for a moment, then a rare look of gratitude gradually appeared in those sapphire eyes. She suddenly turned serious and said with force.
“Roger!”
Her parents died tragically at the hands of the heretics. If it hadn’t been for meeting Jiang Chen in that desert, her best destiny would have been to escape to a refugee camp in Turkey, where she would be bought at a set price. Although she had already given up the belief that had never redeemed her and tried her best to avoid that memory but just like what Jiang Chen once said, she never really let go of her past…
She never really let go of that blood feud.
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If those criminals surrendered and accepted trial by the International Court of Justice in accordance with normal procedures, except for a few people that would be sent to the gallows, many “innocent” people would probably escape the punishment, and be forgiven by the superior judges with fake kindness. It was like civilization would eventually forgive barbarism.
However, only those who have really experienced hell knew the pain.
From the moment they picked up the butcher knife, no one should be forgiven, no one was innocent…
After Jiang Chen got over an issue that had bothered him, his mood felt a lot lighter.
After he hung up, he swiped his finger across the screen and clicked on a folder containing photos of him when he first met Ayesha. It was the summer six years ago. At that time, she was very skinny and small, a little bigger than Yao Yao, with dark brown hair and blue eyes. She wore new clothes she had never seen before, stood there awkwardly, and pinched her skirt. She was like a doll that had just begun to grow…
“Thinking about it now, I really do miss the old times.”
He shook his head with a smile, then slid his finger against the holographic screen and put the photo away.
Ayesha grew up, and he didn’t seem to be young anymore.
He would be thirty years old in a few years, the golden age of taking DNA telomere extension medicine. Conservatively estimated, he could still live for a few hundred years. With so many people who love him, it would not be a lonely road.
After he opened the mailbox, Jiang Chen wrote an email and sent it to Otto Garcia, the father of Leslie Garcia and the chairman of Chase Bank.
The content of the email was very simple.
[Freeze an account for me, ID:…]
In less than half a minute, he got a reply.
The response was only two letters.
[OK]
“What happened ahead?”
“It seems to be a car accident.” The bodyguard in the driver’s seat answered Jiang Chen’s question, then cautiously looked around. The bodyguard in the other seat had already put his hand into his jacket and held onto the Type 11 pistol.
It was not for the fact that they had noticed something, but they were always on alert if any unexpected situation happened. No one could guarantee if this car accident was meant to stop their car. Ghost Agents were probably already acting on this information, and it won’t be long before they find out what happened.
However, at this moment, Jiang Chen who sat in the back seat suddenly yawned, then he grinned and muttered casually as if he was talking to himself.
“I originally thought that on this trip there wouldn’t be so many annoying rats. It seems that some people still want to bother me.”
The UA still didn’t seem to know who was the Iron Man that went into the embassy alone in the Los Santos attack two years ago.
Maybe, it was for people all over the world to see his other identity.
Although his bodyguard did not notice anything, Jiang Chen had already sensed a murderous aura was slowly approaching in his direction.
It was the ability given by his blood after he unlocked the first level of genetic code. After countless experiences in the two worlds, this world and the apocalypse, he had gained a strong intuition. Even if he hasn’t used it for a long time, this ability had never left him.
It was difficult to explain with science.
It was probably similar to the instinct of a beast!
Jiang Chen reached under the seat and entered his birthday nonchalantly. There was a sound of a click, then a red button popped out. He looked up at the opposite side of the street corner, smiled mysteriously, and without any hesitation, he pressed the button…
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