Rachel Stanton of Branch 20 hung up the phone, and she scolded Owen Shaw.

The incident was really too big tonight. First, there was racing in the downtown area, and then another shooting occurred on the banks of the Thames.

Although there were no casualties, London's security system was in panic for a while.

This is not a small pistol, but a .50 anti-equipment sniper rifle.

MI6 took a lot of effort to suppress this matter. There is no way, Owen and Xiao are still useful.

"This lunatic..."

Rachel Stanton cursed, then walked towards Philip Rock's office.

"How is it that man-made? We can't always count on those mercenaries."

Although these people are very convenient to use, they are very capable of causing trouble, and often they have to wipe their butts.

Philip Rock raised his head and couldn't help but rub his forehead. "There are already a few suitable candidates, but I always feel that there is a little difference from Ston Butch before."

Philip Rock carefully read the previous operation information of Branch 20.

He was impressed by the SBS players and of course he would make comparisons when selecting personnel.

Only then did I realize that I really don’t have the ability to surpass this guy at the moment.

But this man is still locked in the prison in Xiangjiang. Due to the previous silence, even if he can be rescued, he will never be able to be used again.

This is a real regret.

Rachel frowned, "The director doesn't give us much time, we must make some achievements as soon as possible."

Although the director didn't say anything about the last time in Moscow, he thought that there were not many opportunities given to them.

"I understand, I will decide as soon as possible."

Rachel knew that the other party was experienced in this area. If he felt that there was a problem with the personnel, it would definitely be a problem.

However, this matter cannot be delayed anymore. She doesn't want to find that group of unreliable mercenaries every time she takes action in the future.

"Is there still no news about Long Kui? Why did that group of people choose to be the trading location in London?"

This question is not the first time Philip Rock has asked.

He always can't figure out the secret transactions, and it's not good to find a place to do it without realizing it.

Why choose here in London?

Daying Zhengfu and MI6 are absolutely impossible to let them succeed. Don’t they know such a simple truth?

Or, this seller has other plans.

He had a lot of questions and couldn't figure out whether the seller who robbed Long Kui in Moscow was the seller.

Or it is said that things have already changed.

During this period, MI6, the CIA, and even intelligence agencies from all over the world have been investigating Long Kui, either openly or secretly, but no one has any results.

How did they avoid the sight of so many people?

"You said, could it be Russian?"

Rachel Dalton sat directly on the chair opposite the desk.

"There is no clue to prove that this matter has something to do with the Russians. Such speculation is a taboo in our industry."

Philip Locke shook his head, he understood the other party's anxiety about making achievements.

However, this unfounded guess is extremely easy to disturb one's own vision.

"I understand, but there is really no clue now."

Rachel Dalton was quite depressed about this matter.

Philip Rock asked, "How is that website checking?"

The dark web that posted the auction news was of course also under their investigation, but there was no other progress except that the server of this website might be in Hanguo.

Even the location is not so sure.

When you have time and resources, you must completely eradicate this damn website.

As the two were talking, Philip Locke's phone rang.

"There is good news that Long Kui's seller has determined the transaction time."

Philip Locke, who went out to answer the phone, came in from outside, and his tone was a little happy.

This news was sent back from the buyer's insider.

"I will notify Owen Shaw immediately."

Rachel Dalton immediately stood up, and the group could finally show their value.

She didn't know yet, Owen Shaw had already received the news before them.

...

The next day, the whole of London was completely calm, and the hurried footsteps of pedestrians and the speeding cars seemed to everyone know that something big was about to happen.

"The tranquility before the storm..."

Xu Chuan stood on the terrace of the hotel room and couldn't help but sigh.

"No, it's clear that it's going to rain like this cloudy sky."

Michael, who was debugging the equipment, raised his head and directly exposed the guy who was pretending.

Xu Chuan looked dark, okay, today's weather forecast does say there is heavy rain.

There were only two of them in the room, while Nikita went to the transaction site to arrange the arrangements.

The attitudes of the three of them were very relaxed and did not seem to take this matter to heart.

Even to outsiders, what they are doing now is simply anti-human.

"Last time, the three of us went on a mission alone, several years ago."

This question made Michael raise his head, and he put down the device in his hand, "Ha, in your words, that was the beginning of the company."

Xu Chuan nodded. There was no company at that time, only the three of them plus Berkhoff.

“It was really interesting at that time…”

"Speaking of the fact that Umbrella was established, it was thanks to Berkhoff's start-up capital."

At that time, the three of them were poor, and only Burkhoff still had some money.

Then Smith and the four of them joined, and they have been at their current scale.

However, Xu Chuan always felt that it was still more interesting at that time.

"Well, but you must not let Burkhoff feel how much credit he has, otherwise this guy will be able to hold his tail up to the sky."

"Haha, you're right."

However, it was indeed due to the money in Berkhoff that they could grow to this day.

And that guy designed the current command system for Umbrella.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Since talking about this, Xu Chuan feels that he should say, "Don't that guy likes yachts? I will buy the Crown Prince of Sat to give him."

The technician Burkhoff also has his own hobbies, and his hobbies are as luxurious as those of Xu Chuan's good friends.

Although the yacht of the Crown Prince of Satt was blown up, the overall structure was not damaged at all. It is now lying in an Italian shipyard for maintenance.

But how could the crown prince have to repair something? The ship has already been sold on a sign for sale.

Discounts are definitely discounts, but only 150 million yuan of things, and it is impossible to buy them for 5 million yuan even if they are discounted.

"No, that should be the common hobby of all men, but some people can achieve it, and some people can't achieve it for the rest of their lives."

Michael said it was right, but Master Xu habitually retorted, "I don't like anyone who said it."

The other party nodded, then raised his middle finger.

...

The seller Xu Chuan gave all buyers three days, just like he was not in a hurry to take Long Kui, but this also made all parties fully prepared.

Owen Xiao's men prepared a racing car with a flat, small and wedge-shaped body and equipped with a V8 engine.

The exposed car body structure is like welded out of steel pipes.

As for Dominic Toreto, he also waited for his tiring logging. These people were all familiar with Letty. Of course, they would come to help when they heard the news from each other.

However, Vanessa, who had joined the group halfway through, was not among them.

There are also those buyers who are actually preparing their own small actions. Some are worried about being criticized, while others are making plans like Owen and Xiao.

Of course these people are not the focus, Xu Chuan is targeting their margin.

By the time they realized it, the deposit paid by the website and them had long been gone.

At noon on the third day, FBI's Luke Hobbs arrived in London, and five of his team members were accompanied by him.
To be continued...