Dealing with the Assassin Mutual Aid Society has never been a simple matter.

　　 The negotiation and planning of the whole matter were only carried out between Jordan, Cassian, Cross, and Nobodi. Even Nobodi’s men did not know the specific goals.

　　 This level of confidentiality is also what Jordanian strongly demands.

　　 Others don’t know, but Jordanian knows very well that behind the Assassin’s Mutual Aid Society, there is a huge Hydra.

　　 Once the news spreads to any force, Hydra will be vigilant.

　　Only by discussing between individuals, when the real plan begins, and temporarily launching it, will it have enough confidentiality and will not be stunned.

　　 Official forces such as the New York City Government, NYPD, FBI, etc., will be intercepted by Nobody's CIA contacts.

　　 The Osborne Group is also in trouble, but the other party is a formal business group after all, so don’t worry too much.

　　 Jordan, Cross, and Cassian, the most important thing is to eliminate the main forces of the Mutual Aid Association, and the CIA's counterattack after the precaution is over.

　　 No one is a good bird. There are too few people who can trust these days.

　　 Near the rooftop of a building of No. 72 Textile Mill, a small group of three Jordanni, holding various equipments kindly gifted by the CIA, is closely observing the distribution of the manpower in the textile mill.

　　 a hundred people, a hundred guns, the entire textile factory is like a fortress.

　　 Not to mention, in the textile factory, there are a dozen super killers who can turn bullets.

　　Kasian's head grew bigger and bigger, and said: "Why do I get my brain hot, after listening to your flicker, this is a fortress, and it's full of top desperadoes..."

　　 Cassian kept talking, but Jordan and Cross didn't pay any attention.

　　 After a while, Cross put down the telescope in his hand and said, "With the cooperation of the CIA, it is not a problem to take down the external defense of the entire textile factory. The key is the core members inside."

　　 "Sloan, Mr. X, repairman, butcher, pharmacist, insecticide, etc., and the newly added Fox should not be underestimated."

　　 Joe Danny pouted his lips and said, "So what are your plans?"

　　 Cross was once the strongest killer in the mutual aid association, not only in terms of marksmanship and skill, but also the precise assassination plan of the other party.

　　 Facing Jordan's question, Cross shook his head indifferently, and said: "There is no plan. I was originally planning to hunt down the people inside and fight assault. I'm not particularly good at it."

　　 Jordan and Cassian are speechless.

　　 But then again, if Cross hadn't hunted down the members of the mutual aid association one by one, the other party would not be anxious to screen out Jenny, Cassian and others from the killer world to join.

　　 Jordan looked at Cross silently. It turned out that this was the ultimate reason why he was trapped in this mess.

　　After pondering, Jordan said: "In fact, it doesn't matter whether there is a plan or not. Anyway, it is the CIA who is the main force. We shoot black guns on the periphery to ensure that no hidden dangers are left."

　　 This time it's Cross' turn that his face is speechless, so it doesn't matter if you ask about wool.

　　 After a pause, Cross asked a little heavy: "Joe, the power that the Mutual Aid Association holds is too magical and powerful. Are you sure you want to give these things to the CIA?"

　　 Joe Danny was speechless, and said: "Why would you ask such silly things? When will I hand this power into the hands of the CIA, and wait for them to master it, and then turn to deal with us?"

　　 Cross looked dumbfounded, and said: "Then how are you going to deal with the CIA?"

　　Qiao Danny took it for granted, and said, "As a taxpayer, if you have trouble, of course you should call the police. If it doesn't work, there is the FBI!"

　　 Cross and Cassian rolled their eyes and both said that they did not want to talk to Jordan.

　　 One trick is fresh, eat all over the sky.

　　 Don’t be afraid of old moves, as long as they work.

　　 Dealing with the CIA in the U.S. is really too simple, even if the police cannot do it, isn’t there still an FBI who loves and kills with the CIA all the year round.

　　 Simple and convenient, as long as a phone call is OK.

　　 The three of them quietly waited for the night to come.

　　 After a while, Cross suddenly said: "I prepared three hundred rat bombs, all of which were in ambush in the underpass."

　　 Joe Danny and Cassian were horrified for an instant, and Nima.

　　 Everyone has two-handed preparation, not to mention Cross, a top-level assassin who has experienced many battles.

　　 Jordan is okay.

　　Only Cassian, with a trembling face, came out with a standard black face, is he alone and sweet?

　　 Rat bombs, just let me know.

　　 As experienced killers, Jordan and Cassian did not need Cross to remind them too much.

　　 The night is coming soon.

　　 At two o'clock in the morning, after talking to Nobodi on the phone, Jordan and the three came to their prepared ambush points with sufficient equipment.

　　 Cross is good at sniping and assassination, especially super long-range sniper killing.

　　 Cassian’s strength is firearms. He had prepared the CIA combat uniforms early and mixed into the secret forces.

　　Only Jordan had the most thoughts. In addition, he had always been a beast assault combat method, so he simply acted as a pioneer and prepared to fire the first shot of the offensive.

　　 "The Nighthawks arrived at the combat site and are ready."

　　 "The Flame Squad arrived at the combat site and is ready. UU看书www.uukanshu.com"

　　"..."

　　 A series of voices came from the invisible headset. At two ten ten, the entire textile factory was surrounded by groups.

　　 It wasn't until this time that Nobody's voice came through Jordan's headset.

　　 "Mr. Jovovich, the stage has been set up for the opening!"

　　 "Let's start then!"

　　 After pressing the last sentence, Jordanian no longer had the slightest hidden meaning. For the first time in front of everyone, he showed the powerful combat power of his human body peak.

　　 One hundred meters away, in seven or eight seconds, Jordan had already rushed under the castle like a cheetah.

　　 Three or four meters high wall, Jordanian used several skills such as flying, stepping, and floating shovel to jump up to the top of the city in the blink of an eye in a vertical running manner.

　　 嘭嘭嘭!

　　 Raising his hand is a three-shot burst, instantly killing the two night patrol killers above the city.

　　 Gululu!

　　 A full four grenades landed along the city wall and rolled into the city gate hole. With a burst of fire, the gate was blasted open.

　　 A line of secret army members, in a squad battle formation, quickly entered the textile factory.

　　The sound of gunshots rang out quickly, and a large number of assassins came out from all corners of the textile factory to mingle with the secret CIA forces.

　　At this time, Jordan had disappeared. He went around in the textile factory and came to a room with a stale atmosphere.

　　 bang bang!

　　 Two shots were fired, one from the inside of the room, and one from Jordan's muzzle.

　　 Two bullets collided in mid-air magically, and then fell.

　　 seems to have started.

　　In a short time, through a door, gunshots rang like firecrackers.