A few hours later, it was still very dark.

But the Pentagon was brightly lit, and orders were being circulated and distributed. In the conference room, there was still a group of people filled with smoke, all of whom were frowning, as if they were discussing some countermeasures.

It was under such circumstances that a cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded from Claire.

After Claire paused, she took out her phone and took a look at it before she suddenly froze, her eyes straightened. However, Claire still took a deep breath to calm herself down, and even pressed her empty hand to silence the entire conference room before choosing

Got connected.

There was nothing I could do about being so cautious, because the caller ID turned out to be Jonathan.

Wasn't he hijacked? He had disappeared for four or five hours. Could it be that the scary guy was using this phone to contact him?

After the phone was connected, a familiar voice immediately sounded, "Minister, this is Jonathan."

"I know." Claire also regained her composure and nodded with a deep expression. After a pause, Claire spoke again, "As long as you are fine, safety is the most important thing."

No matter why the other party wants to contact him, just wait for the other party to take the initiative to say it.

As for whether we should use this phone call to find the whereabouts of the other party? This is not good. What can we do even if we find them? How about encircling and suppressing that guy in downtown New York? Damn it, that is when hundreds of special elites and a lot of masters are involved.

Break out, they guys in the Pentagon are in a panic. Even if they now know where the other party is in New York, they don't dare to send people to encircle and suppress them. Otherwise, if they have such a fight in the downtown area, this will be comparable to a profound

A painful lesson in memory.

The minister couldn't bear this responsibility, so he had no intention of monitoring the call. Instead, he was prepared to listen to the other party's conditions and make long-term plans.

In the past few hours, in addition to putting the military base on alert, they have also been discussing how to handle this matter and how to report it, but until now, there is still no good solution.

Following Claire's words, Jonathan paused and said in a strange voice, "Mr. Minister, if it's more convenient, why don't we hold a video conference?"

After another pause, Jonathan said even more weirdly, "I am now free in another rich man's villa next to Taylor's villa."

"What, you're free? Have you told him the whereabouts of that thing?" Claire's expression changed. Although she had known that the other party might have kidnapped Jonathan for the purpose of finding out the whereabouts of that thing. He must have wanted to extract a confession from Jonathan. He

The military base has also been put on alert, but he did not expect Jonathan to be freed so quickly. Could it be that he has already been recruited?

FUCK. He originally thought that with Jonathan's tough guy personality, he would be able to handle it for a while before recruiting him.

But he also became confused. Since the guy got the news, why did he let Jonathan go instead of silencing him?

"I don't know..." Jonathan smiled bitterly as he asked, "I don't know anything. My memory seems to have lost a section and I have lost my memory. I have no memory of anything in the past two days. When I woke up,

I found it inexplicably on the streets of Manhattan, New York, and later I found a letter on me. It looked like the handwriting was written by me."

"What, amnesia?" With one sentence, Claire suddenly screamed again and almost cursed. Although he was a little surprised and a little unhappy after knowing that Jonathan was free, he also wanted to ask the other party about the details of the evildoer. After all, they

It's really embarrassing now. The first time I was cheated by the opponent, but I didn't even know the situation. This time I carefully planned it. But I was almost crippled by the opponent, and the price of being crippled is only that countless people know that

If a person has blond hair, damn it, is this called a gain? How many people in the entire human race have blond hair? This may be just a disguise by the other party.

Originally, he really wanted to collect more information from Jonathan, but who would have thought that this guy would actually have amnesia? Is it such a coincidence, or he just lost the memory of the past two days.

"Ahem..." Jonathan was obviously very broken. He coughed dryly and then said, "Why don't we hold a video conference and I will show you the letter... because the content is somewhat strange."

As he talked, Jonathan's voice became more and more strange, so weird that it made people feel scared.

"Okay!" Claire finally suppressed her anger, then put away the phone and turned to look at the other groups of people who were looking at her. However, Claire simply said that she was ready to start a video conference and did not explain any more.

Just a moment later, it was still the conference room here. On the big screen hanging in the depths of the conference room, Jonathan's haggard and frantic profile appeared.

The other party's location was indeed in a simple room, and there was no one behind it.

After appearing, Jonathan didn't say anything. He simply took out a letter and put it in front of the camera to show it to a group of big guys.

"Good morning, generals. I'm really sorry for waking you up from the arms of beauties late at night, but there's nothing you can do about it. You tricked me into coming here, but you didn't prepare any corresponding gifts at all. This is a naked scam.

I had no choice but to make a simple reply..."

"Okay, the politeness is over, let's get down to business. Here's the thing. I let Mr. Jonathan go, just to convey something to you through Mr. Jonathan. You are all big shots, and lying is not a good habit, so even if you lie this time

But I don’t want to worry about it anymore. As long as everyone admits their mistake, we will still be good friends in the future. Well, I hope that after I put Mr. Jonathan back, you can put that wonderful little stone in the video you sent.

That thing was given to me as spiritual compensation."

"This is a deal. I believe Mr. Jonathan's life should be more important than that small stone."

"If you agree, you can tell me. The way to tell me is that I hope that the Minister can announce to the public that he accidentally swallowed a small stone during his meal last night and strongly condemn the unscrupulous profiteers. As long as I can...

When I see this news in the media, I will contact Mr. Jonathan again... and ask Mr. Jonathan to help me take away the stone."

"If you don't agree, well, I can only fulfill the responsibility of a friend and ask Mr. Jonathan to travel around the world. Staying in one place all the time is not good for your health. Going out for a walk is also good, which is good for your health.

"

"Of course, you can give up on Mr. Jonathan, but I think even if I can't find Mr. Jonathan, I can still get to know the Minister, the President, and anyone who sees this letter. I believe you will feel that I

Sincerity,..."

………………

This letter was a bit vulgar, with straightforward language and some humor mixed in. However, as they looked at it, a large group of people in the conference room became furious.

Claire immediately took action.

"Shit?! What does this mean? Is this blackmail? Or blackmail?"

"It's blackmail, it's a threat! He's actually threatening us openly?!"

"Crazy, is he crazy?!"

…………

Although these words were not very spicy, the meaning behind them was clearly visible. They wanted to use Jonathan's life to force them to hand over the stone. If they did not agree, the other party would capture Jonathan again.

This kind of naked threat, but a threat to the Pentagon, this kind of humiliation almost made a bunch of big bosses stabbed on the spot. How dare there be people in this world who dare to threaten them like this? Isn't it too arrogant? Are you tired of living?

However, after the crime broke out, a group of big guys suddenly fell silent again, and everyone's expressions became weird.

The other party is threatening, arrogant and arrogant.

But the problem is that when you think about the opponent's ability, under heavy blockade, they can kill two A-level masters, one double B-level master, plus dozens of elite American special operations forces, and then they are surrounded by hundreds of elites.

He disappeared with Jonathan, leaving no clues from beginning to end.

This ability is really chilling!!

The other party actually has this ability, so it may not be impossible to take Jonathan away next time.

Of course, if Jonathan lives in seclusion and never goes to Fort Bragg again, but just finds a place to hide, then the world is so big that no matter how powerful the opponent is, they may not be able to capture him again, but the problem is that this is not possible, because

The other party made it very clear that if Jonathan could not be found, he would attack the minister and anyone who could read this letter.

What should we do? Are all high-level people hiding?

When I thought of this, everyone in the room turned pale and made international jokes. Will they no longer work in the Pentagon in the future?

Doesn’t that mean that as long as the other party walks around the Pentagon, they can capture an exploitable target? Even if the Pentagon is tightly sealed, don’t they need to get off work?

Does everyone need to bring hundreds or even thousands of guards to protect them when going to and from get off work? This is an international joke. If there are too many people, you have to use masters? Two A-level masters in Taylor's villa were surrounded and strangled.

It seems that the opponent's strength is above A level. Should everyone be given an S-level master to protect them 24 hours a day? That's hell. They can't even find so many A-level masters, and they may not be able to find them.

They can all be invited, otherwise there wouldn't be just two people ambushing Taylor this time.

So even though they all looked as if they had stepped on dog shit, and their faces were ashen and green, they found that they had no choice but to deal with such a threat.

The problem now is no longer as simple as how to report to the President, but how to deal with this huge crisis. They have actually been threatened, and in the face of such a threat, they really can't think of a good way to solve it.

"This is a guy scarier than Bin Laden. Damn it, where did he come from? Is he a new generation of terrorist tycoons?" With a pale green face, Claire rubbed her temples and muttered to herself.

How dare this guy do such a thing? Bin Laden is too childish compared to him. ()
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