Chapter 497

start crying.Ye Wei smiled faintly, "It's okay, get used to it.""How could we be accustomed to it This is our first time being attacked," Ping'er said. "I have no idea how our position was exposed. We...Chapter 497

The first terrorist organization set up a temporary office in Muscat, creating the illusion that this place is its Middle East headquarters. During this period, all meetings of the first terrorist organization were held here, as well as Kakak and others' residences. However, their meetings with the government took place elsewhere. This time when they came looking for them, it seemed like they were desperate.

Their meetings taking place elsewhere was an address chosen by the government, which had very tight security. They would never dare to come to their headquarters to discuss matters; if one side couldn't reach an agreement, they wouldn't even know how they died.

But this time they came looking for them, it seemed like they were cornered.

Kakak returned and put on the human skin mask before going to meet people. Over the years, they had all learned to be clever; one face in public and another behind closed doors, which made things a lot easier.

Qinglong and Xuannu waited for him already, with four officials from the State Security Department bringing only six special agents into the temporary headquarters of the first terrorist organization. When Kakak passed by, he heard a report from someone nearby and thought to himself that these important figures were rare in their boldness this time; it seemed like they had truly been cornered.

He was the kind who showed respect before resorting to force. If you didn't take my offer of face, then asking for it back would be too late.

The opportunity only came once.

The door opened as Kakak walked into the conference room; two special agents from the first terrorist organization were inside the entrance while eight stood outside to guard against any unforeseen circumstances. Four men in suits who were brimming with anger were already waiting for him.

Kaka sat in the main seat, with Qilong and Xuánwǔ sitting on either side of him. The two agents stood two meters away from them. The meeting room was brightly lit but silent.

Of these four people, Kaka had met two of them a few days earlier; he had negotiated with both of them— one from the State Security Department and the other from the Federation. This time around, there were a black man and a white man. The black man had a very severe scar on his face that looked extremely ugly and repulsive. If a child saw it, they would certainly be frightened to tears.

Kaka leaned back in his seat and crossed one leg over the other. "Don't you need to introduce yourselves"

"Falkland Vaughn, Operations Director," said the black man with the scar on his face.

"John Barton, Security Chief," said the white man.

Their tone was hostile. Kaka's eyes flickered, and a cold light flashed across his wise gaze. "I detest wasting my time. If you can make decisions, we'll talk; if not, then let's not waste each other’s time. The First Terrorist Organization is not something that can be dealt with like stray cats or dogs."

The arrogance and disdain in his tone were evident.

Falkland said, "Mr. Black, we sincerely wish to negotiate with you; please take us seriously as well."

From now on, the leaders of the First Terrorist Organization would all be referred to as 'Black.' Since they all wore masks anyway, no one knew who was behind them or what age they were. They always appeared in their prime.

"Good faith" Kaka sneered. "A few days ago, I was very sincere in talking to you guys, but unexpectedly, none of you showed any good faith at all; instead, you kept wasting time. Mr. Smith, if you can't make a decision, tell us earlier so we don’t waste each other's time. After talking for several days, someone else comes to negotiate. You're really amusing. If this round of talks doesn’t work out, who will be the next batch of people I think it’s better for your minister to come and talk."

John said, "Mr. Black, what exactly do you want Do you know that a terrorist attack occurred in Prague early this morning, where terrorists bombed a bus, resulting in eleven deaths and sixteen injuries"

Turtle laughed and said, "Sir, are you joking What does it have to do with us if the terrorists plan an activity We’re not even part of the National Security Department trying to prevent terrorist activities; at the end of the day, we're still terrorists ourselves."

The few people’s faces turned extremely ugly. Falkland said, "You guys spreading news is nothing but creating conflict between us and the Middle East, harming innocent lives. Do you really want to break our relationship, causing a total collapse We can easily send our troops over to bomb you."

Kaka pursed his lips. "Sir, if you dare, go ahead and order your people to send planes over right now; I’ll just sit here without moving. Let’s see if you have the guts to drop missiles."

Kaka's words were incredibly domineering. His eyebrows looked like daggers. This batch of politicians was too cunning; they always used their government to put pressure on others, and everyone knew that when pushed to extremes, it would result in mutual destruction. What was the point of making threats They weren’t naive people, so this was truly ridiculous.

Kaka's domineering presence slightly calmed their anger. Falkland said, "Mr. Black, the minister has already handed over full authority for this matter to John and me. Whatever conditions you have, just state them."

Kaka played with the pen in his hand; a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

These few people were all influential figures in politics, and seeing Kaka’s behavior, they each harbored a burning resentment inside. Their smiles were too glaring for their comfort.

"It's simple, all of you withdraw from this supply line." Kaka spoke solemnly, his gaze sharp and cold. "Either agree or disagree; there are only these two choices. I won't haggle with you."

The few days spent bargaining had given him a clear understanding of their nature. Anyone hoping to negotiate terms with them was deluding themselves.

He wouldn’t spend another penny on them.

John flew into a rage, slamming his fist on the table as he stood up. Kaka’s sneer deepened; his gaze frosty and icy. "Don't forget this is our turf. You can walk in, but be prepared to lie down and leave if necessary. Don’t challenge me here; at least twenty gun barrels are pointed at your head right now. Look around you—your hand or theirs"

Falkland was alarmed, frantically looking around, while John’s eyes darted nervously in the same direction. The other two men felt fear grip their hearts. Kaka was satisfied with this effect.

John dragged Falkland back down to sit. "Mr. Black, if we agree, what will you give us"

Kaka replied, "It's simple; I'll restore your peace and security. Although the National Security Agency has means of curbing terrorist activities, they prevent many incidents from happening each year. Nevertheless, even with their extensive reach across America, they can't be everywhere at once nor predict every move in advance. They only react after things have happened—do you think they always manage to catch a break Last year, a city in California nearly fell victim to a virus attack; I believe this won’t be unfamiliar territory for you."

"What else" John asked.

“Nothing!” Kaka tersely replied. When bargaining or making demands earlier, they refused him outright. Now that he had turned his back on them, expecting any further concessions was out of the question.support him, tears welling in her eyes as she scolded him, pressing down on his shoulders so he wouldn't move around.Tang Shuwen smiled at her; sensing that it was intentional, Chen Xieru's gaze turne...