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Chapter 290 The lion who purifies the world with flames
In the box, Paris's voice was full of determination, without any wavering at all.

Such a shameless attitude made Goodrich secretly cursed as a bastard.

These CIA guys are really thick-skinned.

Goodrich knew that the other party was lying, but there was nothing he could do about it.

As long as the CIA killed them and they had just learned about it, the Mossad could not ask the CIA to provide more detailed intelligence.

If they investigate alone, their power in Tokyo is naturally inferior to that of the CIA, and they may even be blocked by them.

This is CIA territory.

"That's right. Let's talk about Muharrad. We must not let him meet Dio. He is a complete lunatic."

Goodrich said the excuse for inviting the meeting was to jointly deal with Yemen's lion Muharrad.

Paris didn't want to leave, sat down again, and said with a solemn expression: "There are so many people coming to Tokyo recently, and we won't be able to find Muharrad's whereabouts for a while.

The last sighting of him was three days ago in Nippori, Arakawa District. "

"Who did he come into contact with in Nippori?"

"I don't know. The water in Tokyo is very deep, and there is no way for us to know everything."

Paris had a look on his face that said we were trying our best.

Goodrich knew in his heart that it was not so much that there was no way to know, but that the CIA had not invested any energy in that aspect at all.

They put more time and energy on Dio and the intelligence related to blocking Dio.

"I hope to get news about him as soon as possible, otherwise Mossad may have to stay in Tokyo for a long time."

"Don't worry, we will assist you in handling the case and eliminate the villains who caused terror!"

Paris replied with a serious face.

The CIA did not want Mossad to stay in Tokyo for too long.

Goodrich said with a smile on his face: "Okay, this is the relevant activity funds, please be sure to accept it."

Two checks were handed forward.

Paris took a look.

Goodrich smiled and said: "The one below counts as your labor fee. Please pay more attention to this matter."

Paris took the check, with the top portion going to the CIA and the bottom portion to himself. The amount was a little less, but it was better because he didn't need to share it with others. "I will definitely find Muharrad's whereabouts as soon as possible."

"I wish us a happy cooperation."

Goodrich raised his glass. As long as the other party is willing to pay, it will be easy.

Today it’s Muharrad, tomorrow it’s Dior.

The above people paid more attention to Dior's news than Muharrad.

Although the two countries share the same love as father and son, Dio's information is a secret that neither father nor son can share casually.

Paris raised his glass and touched it lightly.

……

boom!
The violent sound was overshadowed by the collision of their wine glasses. The door of the box detached from the walls on both sides, rolled in the air and hit Goodrich's head, causing it to be partially dented.

Blood immediately flowed out along the gap.

The whole person fell to the ground with the door.

Paris didn't react slowly, and quickly wanted to pull out the gun. His arm suddenly went numb, and a sharp flying knife stabbed his arm. The wound quickly turned black and green, and the knife was poisonous.

His numb nerves prevented him from holding the gun.

"Muharrad!"

He growled, looking at the man outside with a look of shock and anger on his face.

The man at the door had sharp features, a short haircut, no beard, dark eyes full of indifference, and his hands were stained with blood.

The guards guarding outside had obviously been taken care of by him.

"Tell me the information about Dio."

Muharrad asked in English and strode into the house.

"Don't underestimate the CIA," Paris shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, he directly raised his foot forward and kicked over the heavy case in front of him. He quickly squatted down and tried to use the kicked over case to block the flying knife and gain a chance to fight back with the gun in his left hand.

He had a good idea, but he just underestimated Muharrad's speed. When he grabbed the gun, he stepped on the back of his hand with one foot.

The terrifying power poured down instantly.

"Ah!" Paris shouted, and his left hand was crushed directly, and even the bones became fine pieces.

Muharrad bent down slightly, grabbed his mandibular central incisor with his right index finger and thumb, and then pulled it out forcefully.

The entire front tooth was pulled out by force.

"Ah!" The severe pain made Paris' brain explode.

Muharrad was indifferent. He was very experienced in how to deal with CIA agents. In the past few years, he had interrogated and killed at least 30 CIA agents.

"Answer my question, or I will pull out your teeth one by one, peel off your nails one by one, and then use a knife to peel open your abdomen and let you taste your own large intestine."

His voice and expression were like a statue made of steel, extremely cold.

"I don't know, I only know that Dio has super powers."

"You don't need to say this." Mohanrad pulled out one of Paris' teeth again. He was not an isolated savage, so he naturally saw those videos on Douyin.

Videos of terminally ill people getting better and a large number of fake special effects made Mohanrad understand that this was another CIA method and they wanted to cover up the truth.

Including the previous actions, they all wanted to get this power.

"Special, special intelligence investigation department, this is the CIA department that investigates Dior!"

Seeing that he wanted to pull out the third tooth, Paris immediately yelled out what he knew, "I really don't know other things, please let me go!"

"No."

Muharrad punched his head, then raised his foot and stepped hard on the door. A large amount of blood spilled out like a tomato can that had been knocked over on the ground.

Making sure they were both out of breath, he turned and walked out the door.A tall woman wearing a veil stood there and said: "Are there any specific clues?"

"He is not from that department. We need to find someone from the Special Intelligence Investigation Department to understand the situation."

Muharrad shook his head and added to his companions: "Dio is a person with super powers, and the miracles that happened yesterday and today were probably caused by him.

The CIA wants that power. "

"Superpowers...does he really exist?"

"We must contact Dio before the CIA. If we can master that powerful power, we can confront the United States."

Muharrad's eyes were burning with blazing fire, and his thoughts belonged to the most extreme faction in Yemen.

In his opinion, all the chaos in the world was caused by pagans.

Among them, the United States is a typical example.

It is useless to simply eliminate a puppet, as long as the top order full of evil is not burned down.

The holy city of Jerusalem will never return to their embrace.

He wants to find Dio and get the power that can change the world.

……

Shinjuku, Center Building.

Jack stared at the scenery outside the window and frowned slightly. Tokyo was particularly peaceful tonight.

The task force received no reports of Dio's presence, and the CIA had no relevant information.

It was so quiet that it was a little scary.

Jack didn't like the silence. He preferred to know who Dio was killing and what he was doing.

Dio, who was doing nothing like this, made Jack feel intensely worried.

Doing nothing means that anything Dior can do is possible.

So depressing.

He loosened the collar with his right hand, turned around and opened the drawer, hoping to reward him with a glass of brandy to relax his tension.

Ding, the phone suddenly rang.

Jack quickly answered: "Hey, Director, what are your orders?"

"Parlis is dead."

The first words John spoke made Jack confused.

There were too many people in the CIA, and he didn't even know who Paris was, but he didn't ask any questions and continued to listen to the director's story.

“He was discussing Muharrad with Goodrich of the Mossad before he died.

Judging from the situation at the scene, it was Muharrad who discovered the place where they communicated and came to the door to kill them both.

Paris's three front teeth were all pulled out. Based on my knowledge of him, he would definitely confess to the Special Intelligence Investigation Department before his death.

You should be careful in the future. "

After listening to John's description, Jack pondered a little and said, "Director, should we deal with him?"

"I have arranged for someone to deal with him, you just need to pay attention to your safety."

John replied.

Jack nodded quickly and said, "Please don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Jack quickly called the agents outside to come in.

An agent entered the office and said, "Minister Jack, do you have any orders?"

"Who is Muharrad?"

Jack was embarrassed to ask in front of John just now, fearing that the man had mentioned Muharrad's situation to him before.

The agent thought for a while and replied: "The famous lunatic in Yemen said that he would use fire to burn all infidels in the world, especially Americans."

"What a lunatic."

Jack complained, asking, "Is he great?"

“Muharrad once single-handedly attacked a reinforced fire company sent by the GCC to Yemen and annihilated it.

The man who killed us several times from the traps set by the CIA is known as the Lion of Yemen. "

Jack panicked when he heard about Muharrad's glorious achievements.

The total number of special intelligence investigation departments in the Central Building is not as large as that of a single company.

Although John assured him that there were others dealing with Muharrad, he did not trust the CIA agents at all.

What if those guys were jealous of his power and let him die on purpose?
Jack knew very well in his heart that he had no background and it didn't matter. He was able to get to where he was now because of good luck.

There are many people in the CIA who are jealous of his position.

He thought for a moment, waved the agents away, picked up his cell phone and dialed the number of the task force.

"Is there any news about Dior?"

As soon as the call was connected, Emily's excited voice immediately sounded. She couldn't wait to take action.

Jack shook his head and said: "No, it's news related to someone other than Dio. There is a man named Muharrad. I need you to eliminate him."

"What did he do?"

Emily asked curiously.

Jack said in a deep voice: "He wants to kill me and get information about Dio.

The director said that someone would deal with him, but I was afraid that someone would be jealous of my position and let me die on purpose. "

"OK, leave it to me."

Emily decided to kill Muharrad because she didn't want to lose such a good partner as Jack.

(End of this chapter)