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Chapter 1341 Request for Permission

Peterson: "Could it be that the condition you gave is that we should cease fire without reason? If so, I'm sorry, it's really hard to accept."

Peterson gave up the idea of ​​taking action, so he prepared to talk to Zhang Pin. Even if he didn't reconcile, he could at least find out their identities.

Zhang Pin: "I'm sorry, I can only give you this condition."

Although he didn't give the other party room to choose, Sir Zhang has always been polite.

In fact, the reason why he appeared here instead of killing people was not that he was really afraid of the other party.

It was only because Carter persuaded him and asked about Pushkin's identity that he reluctantly gave the other party a chance.

Although Pushkin is a Mao bear, this guy is a thorough pro-European faction.

He sold a lot of Mao bear resources and got in touch with many people in Europe and the United States.

Underage escorts are just the tip of the iceberg. This guy also provides a lot of energy, arms, and even various raw materials and some more unspeakable things to European and American politicians and big businessmen, thereby gaining a considerable status and a lot of wealth here.

So this guy really can't be treated as a simple criminal.

No wonder this guy actually bribed so many LAPD to escort his career.

But Sir Zhang is not afraid of this.

If it is Sir Zhang's own business, or just him, he is naturally too lazy to negotiate with Peterson.

But this matter is related to Natasha and Lily. They are not like Sir Zhang. Even if they offend someone, they can pat their butts and leave. At most, they will not come to America in the future.

According to Carter's investigation, Pushkin has a deep network of relationships in America.

And Sir Zhang knows one thing very well. The most important reason why America can maintain its position as the world hegemon is to suck blood from other countries in the world through various relationships.

So unless Sir Zhang has the ability to make America decline, even if he kills Pushkin himself, it will not have much impact on the situation.

Some interest groups will even delve deeper into this matter.

So even though he is not very happy, he still has to come here.

Sir Zhang himself actually has an interest group in America now.

So he is different from ordinary people. Peterson's guess that there are people behind him and McCall is not groundless. After all, if he is an ordinary person, he has no such ability.

This time Sir Zhang came here, in fact, the real purpose is not to negotiate. Of course, if Peterson and Pushkin behind him know what's good for him, Sir Zhang doesn't mind sparing the other party's life.

His real purpose is to express his attitude. At least he gave the other party a chance to negotiate. At least if the other party didn't catch it, then he can't blame himself if he takes action later.

In this way, when the two sides fight again, it will naturally be based on their own abilities, and it is still within the rules. When the matter is over, it is not easy for others to pursue it, especially if the result is that Sir Zhang wins, then it is estimated that no one will be blind enough to find trouble with Natasha and Lily.

"Haha, this is the first time I have heard such words."

Peterson laughed out loud when he heard Sir Zhang speak so arrogantly.

"No matter who you are, if you want to achieve your goal, you must pay a sufficient price."

"I don't care who you are or who is standing behind you. For me, it's just death, which is not a scary thing."

Zhang Pin: "Very good, then there is no room for negotiation."

Zhang Pin smiled and spread his hands: "Hey, I gave you a chance, but you didn't want to talk."

Peterson subconsciously reached for his pistol when he heard Zhang Pin's words.

Huh——

But before he could do anything, Sir Zhang's open hand quickly moved forward and grabbed Peterson's other hand on the dining table.

Puff——

While holding down the other person's hand, Sir Zhang picked up a fork from the table with his other hand and directly inserted it into the back of the other person's hand.

Under the force of Sir Zhang, the fork directly penetrated Peterson's back of the hand and then deeply pierced into the table.

"Um——"

Peterson's palm was stuck on the table, and he just groaned, but a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

Because he had already got the pistol in his other hand, and Zhang Pin now had both hands on his other hand.

The distance between the two was less than one meter. At such a close distance, even if the other hand was injured, Peterson was 100% sure to shoot and hit Zhang Pin.

Whoosh——

But the next second, the excitement on Peterson's face stopped abruptly.

Because Sir Zhang fixed one of Peterson's palms with a fork, and then picked up a chopstick in the next second and threw it directly at Peterson.

The distance between the two was very close, and one of Peterson's palms was held down by Sir Zhang, so he had no room to dodge at all.

The chopstick hit Peterson's Adam's apple, who was holding his head high, and then pierced deeply into him.

Clang——

Peterson let go of the pistol that he had already grabbed in the air with one hand, and under the control of his body's instinct, Peterson wanted to pull out the chopstick that pierced his throat.

Unfortunately, as the chopsticks penetrated and the blood flowed out, the power inside Peterson's body also continued to flow out. He used his last strength to look up at Zhang Pin.

"Hehehe"

Peterson only had time to make a series of meaningless sounds before he slumped down on the chair and quickly stopped breathing.

After Zhang Pin killed Peterson, he sat back down again. There were no other customers in this restaurant except them. It was originally one of Pushkin's properties. Naturally, Sir Zhang was too lazy to help him clean it.

"Peterson is dead?"

McCall looked at Susan in disbelief.

Because the restaurant was attacked last time, McCall was killed by Peterson and others at his home. McCall naturally guessed that the Modo and others he killed must not be simple.

In order to obtain more information and to deal with the aftermath, McCall deliberately found an old friend from back then.

He used to work for the Secret Service, and his main job was to clean up people and things that were a threat to society and some big figures.

McCall served the Secret Service for many years and was one of its aces.

Originally, in McCall's opinion, this job should be noble, but the longer he worked, the more painful he became.

Because many targets who seem to cause harm to the country and people are often poor people.

In the end, McCall couldn't resist the torment in his heart, so he faked his own death during a mission, and then hid in Luoji Mountain under the identity of McCall.

This time, after discovering that the identity of Peterson and others was not simple, McCall hesitated for a long time and came to see his old friend. This old friend was originally in charge of intelligence work in the White House. All of McCall's previous tasks were through the other party's intelligence network. The two have been friends for decades.

Susan was naturally very surprised when she saw McCall, and she was equally not surprised that he was in trouble.

This old friend was too kind-hearted, and when he was working in the Secret Service, he got into a lot of trouble because of this.

"Yes, dead."

Susan said, handing McCall a piece of information.

"But your troubles don't end there, Bob."

Susan called McCall's old name.

"The five pimps you killed were nothing, but because of their deaths, all Pushkin's strongholds on the east coast were shut down."

McCall: "Pushkin!"

While Susan was talking, McCall was checking the information, and he happened to see Pushkin's information.

"Yes, this is a big man with great power in Mao Xiong and America. As long as someone needs it, he can provide energy, weapons and all kinds of things you can think of, including population."

Susan nodded.

"He has established an intricate network of relationships on both the east and west coasts. Relying on these networks, he himself has avoided a lot of trouble when he has a lot of energy. We have also launched an investigation against him before, but the final result was He made a great contribution to America."

"He has very good political and business connections in America. Anyone who wants to launch an investigation against him will encounter great resistance."

McCall heard Susan's words and nodded to express his understanding. He took a look and found that Pushkin was actually an honorary citizen of Boston and the largest sponsor of the Boston Police Force.

"No wonder he was able to mobilize so many Luojishan police officers."

McCall was sure of one more thing.

"The police are not the focus. Every time Pushkin encountered trouble that was difficult to solve, Peterson would be sent to take action. This man was a soldier and later transferred to the KGB. After the disintegration of the Red Army, he became anonymous. After reappearing, he was working for Pushkin."

Susan handed McCall another piece of information.

"Peterson is nothing."

Susan said and sighed.

"I know that Pushkin was the cause of this."

McCall nodded.

"Bob, that girl's name is Lily, why do you care about her?"

Susan obviously disagreed with McCall's words and asked the real reason why McCall would be involved in this matter.

McCall heard Susan's question. He did not answer the other party immediately, but thought carefully and recalled it for a while.

In the end, he shook his head: "I can't say why. In fact, sometimes I wonder why I care about her safety.

If you really want to find a reason, it may be more appropriate to express it as a coincidence. "

"If it wasn't the girl at that time, but other strangers I didn't know, or if you friends were in danger, I think someone always needs to stand up and, to use an old Eastern saying, call it justice. I don't have it. That’s wrong.”

Susan: "Avenger! Bob, I guessed right. You always have trouble controlling your own nature. You always have."

Susan was not surprised.

"Who is the person who killed Peterson? Do you have any information?"

McCall didn't look at Peterson's information again. The other person was dead, so the information was naturally useless.

He was more interested in the person who killed Peterson than in the dead Peterson.

"He is a policeman from an Eastern country and a consultant to the Investigation Bureau. It seems that his purpose is the same as yours, both for that little girl."

Zhang Pin did not hide anything when he killed Peterson, and he also asked Carter to investigate Peterson's information. In the eyes of those who are interested, whether he hides it or not does not matter.

"Is that person's name Zhang Pin?"

McColl heard Susan's words and actually guessed Zhang Pin's identity directly.

"Do you know him?"

Susan was a little surprised.

"I have heard of his name, but I don't know him. Recently, many big things have happened in Luojishan. This policeman from Hong Kong Island is in the limelight."

McColl lives in seclusion in Luojishan, and naturally pays attention to some things in Luojishan.

Recently, Sir Zhang has solved many big cases in Europe and the United States. Even if he doesn't like to be in the limelight, his reputation is inevitably getting bigger and bigger.

"Yes, if this police officer didn't want to stay in America, the Secret Service would have extended an olive branch to him long ago."

Although Susan has retired from the White House, she still has the title of a consultant. In addition to her years of intelligence work, she is also very familiar with a lot of information.

Zhang Sir's superb performance in America naturally attracted many organizations to be jealous of him.

If Zhang Sir had not shown some of his tendencies very clearly, it is estimated that someone would have taken the initiative to give him a green card to win him over to work for them.

It is precisely because of the strong strength shown by Zhang Sir that some people who have always expected America to be the greatest dare not act rashly against him.

Otherwise, America has used various methods to promote America's strength all over the world in recent years. As a result, Zhang Sir, an outsider, actually showed off his power in America and did not encounter any danger for so long. This is a miracle in itself.

"Why, if you leave this time, remember to say goodbye to us."

Susan saw that McCall fell silent after hearing Zhang Pin's name, as if he was thinking about something.

Susan, who was very familiar with McCall, naturally guessed that the other party had other ideas, so she deliberately reminded the other party out loud, and then turned and walked out of the room.

"Is everything okay? Can you help him?"

Susan walked out of the room. Her husband, who was also McCall's old friend, stood in the stairwell and asked his wife a few words.

He was also an agent back then, but now he has retired and his skills are not as good as they used to be, so he can only ask his wife for help.

Susan's eyes were sore when she heard her husband's words, and the tears she had been holding back flowed directly.

She took off her glasses and wiped her eyes, then looked at her husband: "He is not here to seek help, but to ask for permission to act, and he should have found the most suitable helper."

Susan obviously knows McCall's character very well.

After hearing Susan's words, the man understood: "I'll go cook, at least finish dinner before letting him leave."