King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

The medical officer was ordered upstairs, and at the sight of Harlotte, his eyes lit up...

As an elite medic of the Delta Force, the medical officer had been betrayed to a Libyan terrorist organization by Harlotte and had suffered for a year.

What was most tragic was that after the medical officer escaped, he began to suspect that he had fallen into some political conspiracy. To avoid involving his family and friends, he spent several years in Africa battling wits with the air.

It was only his strong will that kept him alive; anyone else would have surely perished.

And all this was merely because Harlotte lost a batch of diamonds...

From the moment he saw Harlotte, the medical officer felt his life had come full circle...

He quickly found the antidote and injected it into Harlotte. To prevent him from escaping, the medical officer neatly cut half an inch off Harlotte's Achilles tendons with a scalpel, ferociously severing them.

It wasn't that excruciating, but the zeal the medical officer showed really scared Harlotte.

Harlotte, not sure whether it was the effect of the antidote or a survival instinct, ignored the chaotic wounds on his belly and wriggled like a fat maggot for a bit, propping his head up with his chin on the ground, and called out to Joe Ga with a hoarse voice: "Tell him to stop, I have something you want..."

Seeing that the medical officer had stopped, Joe Ga casually waved his hand and said, "Don't stop, the thing I want most from him is his life!

I'm damn well not short of airplanes, cannons, or warships, what can he give me?

After he's been cut into pieces, take a photo. I want to send a little surprise to a friend!"

At the sound of this, Harlotte wriggled frantically to avoid the medical officer's scalpel. Just as the medical officer was about to cut the tendons in Harlotte's wrist by stepping on his hand, he shouted furiously, "I know who helped ISIS refine those uranium materials, I know the details of your contract with the Department of Homeland Security, you need this intelligence..."

Joe Ga paused for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "The French uranium mines were attacked, with America playing a part in it.

Some people, to appease the French and simultaneously enable America to make a strategic turn, chose to sacrifice Ambassador Steven, betray the interests of America Energy Group, and completely vacate the Libyan oil market as compensation to France.

It seems like you had a hand in this!

Can I interpret this as you have connections with both ISIS and Boko Haram?"

Joe Ga, not even looking at Harlotte's shocked expression, pinched his chin and said, "Wow, you actually know who helped ISIS refine the uranium mines. I didn't expect the dirty bomb threat was your own making.

Where did you originally think those dirty bombs would be used?

Europe?

Oh, if a dirty bomb exploded in Europe, you could consolidate NATO's forces.

On one hand, striking against hostile forces in the Middle East, on the other making Europe seem unsafe, funneling capital to America, right?

Wow, whoever's behind you has a huge appetite. A dirty bomb won't kill many, but it could seriously damage the European economy, and the devaluation of the Euro is big business..."

Harlotte was stunned; with just one clue uttered, Joe Ga had managed to deduce so much...

Although many specifics were not accurate, the overall intention was indeed the same!

"Don't kill me, my boss can offer you a price you can't refuse!"

Just as he thought he might have a chance at surviving, Joe Ga said with a smile, "So that means you admit it..."

After saying this, he gestured to the medical officer, "Finish him off, don't make it too quick."

Harlotte watched as the medical officer with a cold expression stabbed the scalpel into his belly and then violently tugged it sideways. He instinctively covered the wound and called out hoarsely, "You'll regret this!"

Joe Ga spread his hands, smiling and saying, "Why should I regret it?

Since you've admitted to these things, you are destined to die. Rather than letting your bosses hang you out to dry, why not let the medical officer have his revenge?"

As he spoke, Joe Ga took out a sparkling recording pen, smiling and saying, "Look, I've found the source of the dirty bomb crisis for the Department of Homeland Security, but I've left no living witnesses...

I've left room for everyone!

Your bosses now owe me a favor!

To rid themselves of suspicion, they'll turn over the so-called 'refiner' to me."

Harlotte was already unable to speak by then, painfully clutching his belly, trying hard to keep the insides from spilling out, and continually making 'uh-heh' 'uh-heh' sounds...

Watching Joe Ga still in the mood to lift his phone and take a picture of Harlotte, Howard was already driven to madness...

When he saw Joe Ga turn his head towards him, Howard frantically waved his hands and shouted, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it was all Harlotte's idea. He said by killing you, all our troubles would be solved.

I, I, I just wanted to talk to you, really, believe me, I have a big contract in my hands..."

Joe Ga glanced at Howard's wet crotch, stood up and paced around, then raised his gun at Howard amidst his screams...

Watching the man, who looked like a dog's dinner, cupping his chest and emitting a piercing scream, Joe Ga shook his head with a smile and said: "Get up, you're in luck today, a real terrorist took your place.

But it won't be easy for you to clarify your connection with him, I'll give you a chance, come back with me, give me a testimony that satisfies me, and you might just survive..."

Like grasping at a lifeline, Howard stood up and nodded frantically, shouting: "I'll go, I'll go, just don't kill me, we can talk about anything..."

Joe Ga nodded with a smile and said: "Then let's go."

As Howard tried to head towards the door, Joe Ga fired a shot into the ground before him.

"Bang"

The loud gunshot caused Howard to scream again...

Joe Ga waved his pistol towards the direction of the balcony and said: "Go that way, I'll have someone drive over to pick you up..."

Howard hesitated, he looked towards the balcony, and a few seconds later turned back to Joe Ga, seeking confirmation...

Seeing Joe Ga nod firmly, he pleaded with a cry: "Please, let me go..."

Joe Ga shook his head nonchalantly and said: "Buddy, did you consider the consequences when you kidnapped my person and tried to ambush me?

Oh, people like you don't worry about retaliation because the police are your tools, and lawyers help you evade responsibility.

You think you are the rules!

Now you've lost, you have to follow the rules, because now I'm the one who calls the shots!"

With that, Joe Ga fired another shot near Howard's feet, making him jump and scream again, then pointed towards the balcony and said: "It's not high here at all, 6 meters, maybe 7 at most, it won't kill you.

It's your choice, either I let my medic buddy tend to you then take you downstairs on a stretcher, or you jump from here."

Howard glanced at the medic, Harlotte, and found this twisted medic actually half-kneeling in front of Harlotte, staring intently into his eyes, wanting to watch him take his last breath, as if drawing strength from it...

Faced with such a terrifying scene, Howard hesitated between the medic and the balcony and then, with his eyes closed and after struggling for a few seconds, he rushed towards the balcony and jumped decisively...

Joe Ga was taken aback by Howard's decisiveness, and when he went to look over the balcony, Howard was lying on the ground clutching his twisted right leg, howling like a lone wolf...

Joe Ga glanced at the 'Jazz Squad' searching the manor's outskirts, he pressed the communicator and said: "Send two people to get this guy into the car!

We're heading back...

There's still a lot of trouble ahead!"

Monica seemed glued to Boss Joe, the girl looked shocked beyond measure, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked up to the commanding Boss Joe and said: "Boss, did I cause you any trouble..."

When a beautiful woman asks you 'Did I cause you any trouble?', she definitely doesn't really think she's caused trouble, but rather she's triggering your male instincts, wanting you to comfort her.

Joe Ga glanced sideways at Monica who was addicted to acting, shook his head and said: "You did cause me trouble, go back and write a 200,000-word reflection, and have it checked by me later..."

Monica looked stunned, blinking her large eyes at Joe Ga, then stood up with a sigh, saying: "I understand, boss..."

Joe Ga walked over to Harlotte's body, searched through his clothes, casually smeared some uranium material from the toolbox upon his trouser cuff, then stood up and spoke irritably to Monica: "What do you know, where's your bodyguard?

Knowing that something happened to Eric, couldn't you bring more bodyguards when you went out?

It was Thompson's cleverness that discovered the problem ahead of time.

If I played by their rules, someone would have been holding a gun to your head when I arrived, what would you have me do?"

Monica seemed to enjoy the scolding, she wrapped her arms around Boss Joe's neck and kissed him hard, saying: "Boss, you really care about me, don't you?"

Saying so, Monica looked at Joe Ga's helpless expression, she leaned into Boss Joe's ear and whispered seductively: "Boss, I have prepared a lot of outfits in my apartment, there's still some time today, I'll try them on one by one for you to see..."

Joe Ga felt slightly uncomfortable, reeled in his stomach, glanced at the pitifully dead Harlotte, then sighed and said: "Let's talk serious!

I will be very busy for the next 48 hours, if you're free, you can come with me.

I need someone to help me contact the media, and also deal with some people I can't afford to meet."

After saying that, Joe Ga patted Monica on the butt and said with a shaking head and a chuckle: "I am indeed worried, and angry too, all because of you...

Enjoy your moment of pride, but don't take too long, you need to show me your work capabilities.

This time I've got a lot of dirt on the New York Police Department, I'm not a crusader for justice, I don't need to send them all to jail, I need them on our side, or at least keep their mouths shut...

Do you understand what I mean?"