If the Security Bureau agrees, there is no need for Xie Wendong and others to secretly "touch" and can bring missiles and other missiles with ease. This is a good condition for Xie Wendong. Xie Wendong takes a teaser and weighs the pros and cons well.

After thinking for four or five minutes, Xie Wendong finally made up his mind and nodded, "Okay, I'll spare him a life. But I'll accept all the subordinates he brought with me."

Dongfang Yi shrugged, saying that it doesn't matter.

Xie Wendong put down the documents in hand and asked, "When will the agent of the Security Bureau come?" Dongfang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly: "It has arrived. Minister Yuan boasted in front of the Minister of Security, saying that you will definitely agree, and the person came yesterday."

Xie Wendong said in a sequel: "Why do I feel like I'm sold?" Dongfang Yi laughed out loud, took out a check worth 20 million from his arms and handed it over: "It's wrong for my brother, and these 20 million will shock you." Xie Wendong took the check without hesitation at all, put it in his pocket and looked at him without looking at him: "I originally wanted to invite you to dinner, but now it seems that I'll be exempted first, and I'll talk about it when I'm alive and come back alive."

Dongfang Yi was also a little reluctant to let Xie Wendong compete with Al Qaeda. After all, the latter was an extreme terrorist organization that dared to openly challenge the US politics. Xie Wendong was the pride of Minister Yuan, and even more so the pride of the Political Department. If he had any surprises, both the Political Department and the State would have lost a rare talent. But then he thought about it, if it weren't for his usefulness, the State would have eliminated him long ago.

Being with the king is like being with a tiger, half of the sentence is proud and half of the sentence is helpless.

Dongfang Yi coughed a few times and comforted him: "That is your territory, and we all believe in your ability."

Xie Wendong glanced at him, sat for ten minutes and then stood up to say goodbye.

After leaving Dongfangyi's office, Xie Wendong took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor.

Seeing Xie Wendong, a man in military uniform immediately came up. Judging from his epaulette, this person was rank of lieutenant. The man stood firm and gave Xie Wendong a standard military salute: "Hello Colonel!" Seeing this, the brothers such as Wujie left their seats and rushed to Xie Wendong to protect his safety.

Xie Wendong gave the certificate and medals to Jinyan and asked, "Are you the agent of the Security Bureau?"

"Yes. My name is Zhang Baohua." The soldier replied firmly.

Xie Wendong looked him up and down and saw that the man was so arrogant that he had a firm look. He should have been from a special forces soldier. He stood silent for a while and sighed: "I really don't know why the Security Bureau sent you over to die."

Zhang Baohua was surprised and thought to himself, where did he start to say this? Xie Wendong said loudly: "With your attitude, even a three-year-old child can tell that you are a soldier. My people are basically from the world. If you really want you to pretend to be my person and break into the Al-Qaeda organization, you will be "exposed" in less than three days. Why do you say you are going to die or let you do it?"

Zhang Baohua was stunned by the hearing. He had heard others say that Xie Wendong was not simple before. Unexpectedly, his calm words would thoroughly express his fate. He admitted awkwardly: "I will pay attention to the opinions of Colonel Xie." After talking to Xie Wendong, Zhang Baohua's momentum was restrained and his eyes flashed like a little gangster.

Xie Wendong snapped his fingers and greeted the Five Elements brothers into the car: "Let's go home."

The Five Elements, Jiang Sen, Chu Bo and other brothers look at me and I look at you, and they all feel inexplicable. Al Qaeda? Security Bureau? Send death? Where is this? But because outsiders are here, they don’t ask.

The car was flying all the way, and Xie Wendong and others returned to DL in the evening of the same day.

Wendong Conference Room.

Xie Wendong found a reason to send Zhang Baohua aside, and then he told Jiang Sen, Chu Bo and other core cadres who accompanied him what happened to him.

When the brothers heard this, they took a breath together, and they didn't expect that the enemy this time was actually al-Qaeda.

Jiang Sen said worriedly: "Brother Dong, what should we do?"

Xie Wendong smiled leisurely: "What can I do? The soldiers come to block the water and come to the Tutou, of course, they will kill them all."

Jiang Sen scratched his head: "Are we going to have a polite ceremony with them before the soldiers?" Xie Wendong: "Is it because the famous white-clothed blood-killing team leader is also afraid?"

Jiang Sen lowered his head and actually agreed: "The people of Al Qaeda are no more crazy than our previous enemies. They are more crazy than any gang. Moreover, their whereabouts are extremely secret, and even Lao Liu's black-clothed dark group cannot spy on the slightest. Facing such a mysterious and terrifying opponent, I feel really unsure."

Indeed, when the word "base" is mentioned, no one is afraid. Any forces that provoke Al Qaeda will basically not end up well. So what about the cooing American politics? It is not that someone has bombarded the location of the highest military command, the headquarters of the US "sea, land, and air" three armies, and the Pentagon in the US Department of Defense's office.

Jiang Sen and Chu Bo looked at Xie Wendong worriedly, and the latter looked indifferent.

Xie Wendong leisurely put down the tea brewed by Tieguanyin from Dongfangyi and said lightly: "If that bullshit Adnan Shukerijumah had a little brain, he would not come to touch us. We are richer than them for money, we are more people than them, and we are not much inferior to them if we are cruel. Since the other party is a person who wants to come and die but has no brains, why do we still care about him?"

Jiang Sen and Chu Bo looked at each other and smiled bitterly. In this world, Xie Wendong is probably the first to call the "think tank" that is famous for the base.

Although everyone's concerns were not completely dispelled, everyone felt relieved when Xie Wendong was so confident. Wendong was already a god in their subconscious.

As long as it is what Brother Dong said, it must be the truth and it will definitely be realized.

"Xiao Chu", Xie Wendong changed his tone and asked, "How many brothers from each hall have come?" Chu Bo didn't even think about it and blurted out: "It's nearly 90%. The remaining brothers will arrive almost before twelve o'clock tonight."

Xie Wendong nodded with satisfaction, turned his head and asked Li Songda: "Dazi, have we purchased all the things we want?" Li Songda nodded and replied: "According to the report of Feiyingtang's Black Skin Fragrance Master, cotton clothes and quilts are ready. In addition, all guns and other things have been inspected."

“Where is the food?”

“The food is ready.”

Xie Wendong asked one by one that the climate on Friendship Peak is cold and the environment is harsh, and these things are related to "sex" and life cannot be missed.

The next day, the third day after Xie Wendong returned, a total of 472 people at the entrance of the four halls were good at using guns, and all the flexible brothers were present, which was 72 more than the minimum standard set by Xie Wendong.

With the bodyguards and cadres around Xie Wendong, there were more than 500 troops. Ten large buses and seven large trucks quickly drove towards the border between ZG and Russia under the moonlight.
Chapter completed!