Extraterrestrial parasite

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There were quite a few residents on both sides of the alley. The sudden sound of gunfire shocked many people. They came out of their homes on both sides and looked up towards the place where the gunfire came from.

Bernie and Bateman took this opportunity to blend into the crowd, not only to avoid the person behind them, but also to prevent the person's accomplices outside.

"Who is that?"

After finally squeezing through the crowd and reaching the street outside, Bernie asked.

"Who do you think that person is targeting?"

Bateman asked rhetorically.

"?"

After a moment of confusion, Bernie responded: "Are you here to target me?"

Bernie is not a fool. On the contrary, the fact that he has been able to survive and collect so much evidence proves that his brain is very flexible. Yes, as soon as Bateman asked, Bernie remembered why Bateman asked that.

From the moment he came in, that person had been focusing his attack on Bernie, while he was quite obviously relaxed about Bateman on the side.

Why specifically target Bernie?

If you think about it carefully, there is nothing more than an answer.

"...Is he from Andres?"

Bernie looked very ugly. After hiding for several months, was he still exposed?

"I guess so."

Bateman frowned and said: "You came here so quickly... I didn't even notice it. In other words, when I was looking for you, were Andres' people already watching?"

Bernie was silent for a while and then said: "What should we do now?"

"Now...we have no choice but to leave here."

"Leave here? But..."

Before Bernie could finish his words, he was interrupted by Bateman: "Listen to me, old friend, now is different from before. According to the current situation, Andres has extraordinary power in this country, and Let's... be honest. Since I can't use the power of the CIA, then I am the only one in this country... Do you understand? "

"Okay, I understand what you mean, but even if you are included, there are only two of us. You wouldn't be so naive as to think that it's just the two of us. Can you continue to investigate safely after your identity is exposed?" Looking at Bernie look. Bateman understood the unwillingness in his eyes and immediately added.

"I see."

Bernie nodded helplessly. Bernie was not a person whose mind was easily clouded by hatred. He understood that Bateman was right, so naturally he would not continue to object and agreed.

Now that both parties have decided to leave, Bernie no longer has to worry about how to leave. After all, Bateman has an official background identity. Even if he cannot call upon the power of the CIA, he can still use other means to achieve his goals.

The two weaved vigilantly through the crowd and headed three blocks away, where, according to Bateman, there was a reliable "friend" who could help them leave the country.

Three blocks, whether it's far or close. It would take at least an hour to walk there, in order to avoid encountering any emergencies halfway. After walking out of this street, the two planned to find a taxi. Reach your destination as quickly as possible.

There may not be as many local taxis as there are in New York and Los Angeles, but locals are not willing to take expensive taxis, so although there are not many taxis in the city, it is not that difficult to take. Not long after waiting, the two got into a taxi successfully. Bateman gave an address and the taxi quickly drove towards that place.

It takes an hour to walk, but the car arrives in less than ten minutes.

After paying the fare and getting out of the car, Bernie obviously found that the popularity of this neighborhood was much lower than where he lived.

Looking over here towards the street, I can't see many people.

Bateman seemed to see Bernie's doubts and explained: "This place used to be a place that the government planned to demolish. Later, many people died here during the war, and it was not renovated, so there were very few people. "

It can be seen that the buildings on the entire street are quite old and dilapidated. Many places are even facing the threat of collapse. Some buildings were hit by artillery shells and half of them collapsed. It is no wonder that few people choose to stay here.

Even if the US military withdraws from this country, more than ten years of war and turmoil have left this country desolate and left countless wounds. How can it recover in just a few years?

What's more, the conflicts between nations and the struggles between interests are just like the bad nature of human beings, and they can be stopped wherever they are said to be. So far, the war is still breaking out in the north and northeast of the country. The calm here is only temporary, like the calm before the storm. No one is sure how long this tranquility can last.

Bernie was not in the mood to sigh. Following Bateman's pace, the two of them walked towards the end of this almost abandoned street.

In an alley at the end of the street, Bateman looked around to make sure no one was following him, and then he knocked on an iron door.

"Click..."

The iron door opened a small lattice, revealing a pair of gloomy eyes. After scanning Bateman and Bernie, he said viciously: "It's you again! Didn't I say, don't come back after you finish that matter?" Me."

"I'm here as a businessman this time. You have no reason to refuse a buyer, right?"

After giving Bateman a fierce look and without saying a word, the person inside the iron gate opened the gate.

After opening it, Bernie suddenly discovered that it was an old man who was at least sixty years old.

"You know my rules."

He opened the door but did not let them in directly. Behind the old man stood two men in white turbans holding AK47s, looking at them with extremely unfriendly eyes.

"Of course. Everything will be done according to the rules."

Taking out his gun and handing it over, Bateman turned his head and signaled with his eyes.

Without hesitation, Bernie took out the pistol that had been with him for several months.

"Very well, come in."

Seeing that both of them had handed over their weapons honestly, the old man nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and someone came out from behind again. Bernie and the two who came in were searched and after confirming that there were no weapons, they were allowed to go deep into the room.

For Bernie, the whole room was dark and dry. On both sides of the passage, squatting men holding guns and keeping high vigilance sat.

Not only was Bernie not nervous about this. Instead, I felt much more relaxed.

So many people. At least Andres' people can't catch up, right?

Every time he recalled that night a few months ago, Bernie woke up from nightmares from time to time, thinking of his friend's fate of unknown life and death, and he felt both hatred and fear for Andres.

After walking through the dark and long passage, we came to a dimly lit room. The old man sat on a chair opposite the table and stared at Bateman maliciously: "You came to me. Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to go back?"

"OK, can you stop remembering those unpleasant things?"

Sitting down unceremoniously, Bateman raised two fingers and said, "There are two of us. The destination is Egypt or Saudi Arabia."

Thumbs up again: "The price is still the same."

"no."

The old man shook his head, with a cunning look in his eyes: "Since you are here to do business, the price can no longer be the same, it must be doubled."

"no problem."

Unexpectedly, Bateman actually agreed. As if he was afraid that the old man would regret it: "It's okay to double it, but we must ensure that we reach our destination."

"..."

I never expected Bateman to agree so readily. The old man felt very unhappy. If he had known this, the price would have tripled.

After the two parties decided on the price, the old man asked the person next to him in Arabic, then turned around and said: "There is a boat to Egypt tonight, leaving in two hours. The next boat will be two days later, which one are you going to choose?" One trip?”

"Just tonight."

There is no need to pick the time, Bateman will definitely not choose the boat two days later, otherwise who knows what unpredictable situations will happen in two days.

After finalizing the price, Bateman took out a stack of US dollars and paid half of the price. Under the guidance of the people here, he came to the yard behind, where there was a dusty ordinary Jeep.

The two armed men sat in the front, and Bernie and Bateman chose the back seat. The jeep turned on its headlights and drove towards the port.

It is about ten kilometers from here to another port. In the middle, we leave the city and reach the suburbs. On both sides is the Gobi desert under the night. It is so vast that except for this road as a guide, it is almost impossible to tell the direction.

Just when the Jeep that Bernie and Bateman were riding in had just come out, what they didn't know was that on a five-story building in the distance, an expressionless man was watching the car drive with night vision goggles. Get out of the street.

"Target has been found, bearing... request execution of Plan C."

"...Apply for permission. Plan C has been implemented. 1102 changes according to the instructions. Please return immediately."

"...Yes." He answered coldly into the headset. The man sternly packed up his night vision goggles and walked downstairs.

The instructions were turned into radio waves and transmitted through the air to the destination at the speed of light. A TC-400 drone, which had been on standby for a long time, immediately took off and flew towards the target at the fastest speed.

As soon as the car left the city and chose the road to travel, the rest of the crew noticed and sent back the message. The drone immediately changed direction in the air, made a half arc, and flew towards the only road to the port.

On a road in the yellow sand of the Gobi Desert, there was just a jeep driving. The drone was thousands of meters away in the sky. The thermal imager under the drone immediately found the target of the command, and the captured pictures were sent back immediately.

Five seconds later, an instruction came out.

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