My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 808

"Everything is safe. The report is over." The voice of the bandit came from outside.

"Keep patrolling."

The footsteps faded away.

Ye Xiong came out of the bathroom, took out a reagent, put it in the corner, turned on the switch, and immediately a blast of air was released from the pipe and dispersed in the air.

Next, he carefully loaded the reagent on the whole floor, and soon the reagent was floating in the air.

In ten minutes, the whole floor will be filled with this reagent. At that time, all the people in the animal organization can't change. At that time, they will only have the fate of being slaughtered.

Now in the hall.

Wearing a mask, Moore stood by the floor glass, looking at the panicked police outside, complacent.

"Carl, how much time is there before you pay?"

"Report to the chief. There are twenty minutes left." Carl replied.

"Bring busa here." Moore command.

"Yes."

Carl went among the hostages, picked up busa and brought her to Moore.

"Director busa, your man, Berkey, doesn't seem to plan to save people. It seems that you are abandoned. When you die, he will naturally become the director of the CIA." Moore looked pitifully at busa.

"Birky has no right to decide to give you money. He has to report it to the Secretary of defense." Busa said.

Moore was about to say something when one of his men came over: "report to the chief, we have broken through the core computer of the CIA and found the information of CIA agents. There are more than 3000 agents in total."

Busa's face changed greatly when she heard the speech, and Morton laughed.

"The CIA's computer firewall is just that. Now it seems that we have a bigger chip."

Moore took over the USB flash disk handed over and said to busa, "director busa, if I spread this information all over the world, how many of the more than 3000 agents can live?"

Media countries are superpowers. Their intelligence networks are all over the world and penetrate into all fields. If the identities of these agents are published, the resources operated by the CIA for decades will be destroyed. Now countries hate media agents. Once the identity of agents is leaked, they will be pursued endlessly.

"The first day our agents came in, they were ready to sacrifice." Busa pretended not to care.

Moore took out the satellite transmitter from his body and inserted the USB flash disk.

This satellite transmitter can still transmit data even in the most primitive place, or the signal is completely shielded. The signal shielding of the CIA is useless because the operators are different.

Seeing that Moore was about to transmit, busa finally couldn't resist and shouted, "stop, you can't do that."

Moore sneered and handed her the walkie talkie: "tell birky, I'll start killing in 18 minutes. Of course, the most important thing is this agent information, and I'll start transmitting it."

Busa took the walkie talkie and said, "are you there, Becky?"

"Director busa, it's me."

"The other party broke through the database and leaked the resources."

"How is that possible?" "Our firewall is so high. How did they break the password?"

"It's possible that there are ghosts inside."

The CIA of the media country uses the top computer technology. Without insiders, it is impossible to decipher, so busa guesses so.

"Hurry up and report the matter to the minister."

Busa said that and hung up.

For this reason, it is beyond her control and can only be decided by the top.

Time passed unconsciously. In a twinkling of an eye, it was time for Moore to agree with the government, but Moore still didn't get the 10 billion transfer in data.

"If you don't give them some color, they don't know how powerful we are, Carl. Kill a hostage."

Carl walked into the crowd.

The hostage was frightened and tried to dodge for fear of being caught by Carl.

At this time, a young Chinese man suddenly walked into the hall. His hands were in his clothes, as if he were a tourist.

"Eh, it's so lively."

Ye Xiong smiled and walked in.

Ten bandits looked at him in shock, and the muzzle of ten black guns pointed at him.

"Is that you?"

Seeing ye Xiong appear, Moore showed a cold light in his eyes.

"It seems that you are Moore." Ye Xiong's eyes fell on the masked Moore and sneered, "we finally meet, the great demon of Moore."

Moore looked at Ye Xiong up and down, looked around again, and determined that he came alone. He couldn't help laughing.

"God of death, should I say you're a hero, or are you stupid? When so many of us are here, you just come in empty handed. Are you crazy to be a personal hero because you've seen too many science fiction films in the media?"

Busha looked at Ye Xiong strangely. She didn't understand how this guy suddenly appeared here.