Power of Money
Chapter 639

"Hello, Master Qin. We are the ones who are sent to pick you up. Please get into our car.

After Jason got off the car, someone immediately came over to pick him up.

"Okay, thank you."

Jason nodded and looked up and down at the person in front of him.

He was more than 50 years old, a standard northerner with a physique and face. He spoke in a accent, so he didn't look like a native from Capital City.

Then, he turned around and headed for the convoy.

As he walked, he gestured with his hands.

The middle-aged man also waved to the people behind him. Several common business cars opened the doors and two middle-aged men in the same black suits got off from the cars. Their hands touched the belly bag on their waists and stood on both sides of the door, looking around vigilantly.

"How's it going?"

When Jason walked to Aston Martin, Yvonne put down the window and asked.

"It doesn't matter. Tell them to get ready. They can go to Capital City after changing the car."

Jason lit a cigarette and said lightly.

Yvonne Ying glanced at him, and with a "hmm" sound, she stretched her hand out of the window and made a gesture of moving forward.

At this time, Hansen and other members of Huntsman's team all got out of the cars. Without hesitation, they directly strode toward the general motorcade.

"Master Qin, you'd better change your car with us. There are records on your car. Once you enter the capital, you will be immediately discovered by the Dragon Society's spies and your whereabouts will be easily exposed."

Seeing Jason standing by the car and not doing anything, the middle-aged man reminded him carefully.

"Well, okay, let them go first. I'll go as soon as I finish smoking."

Jason waved his hand and remained unmoved.

The middle-aged man didn't force him. He looked at the members of the Huntsman Movement Team, and then arranged cars for each group to get on the cars. "Kill!"

Killing intent sprang up!

When he saw that eight members of the hunting team had already entered the car, the middle-aged man's gaze suddenly became fierce, and he made a cut with his hand!

Then, all the bodyguards at the entrance of the car pulled out their pistols and were going to shoot the team members who were in the car!

Peng!

The first gunshot rang out.

But it rang in the position of the silver Aston Martin!

Yvonne Ying Ying put one hand out of the window with a silver-white short gun in her hand. The gun was aimed at the middle-aged man, who was in front of her, with white smoke billowing in the air. "Big Boss!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was shot and couldn't get up, the others were about to turn their hands to counterattack against Aston Martin when they saw people jumped out of the car in an instant. Almost without giving them any time to react, everyone was directly controlled on the ground, and the guns in their hands were taken away. Before Jason gave orders, the muzzles were pointed at these people's heads, and muffled gunshots suddenly rang out.

"They're from the Dragon Society!"

After killing his enemies, Hansen reached out his hand and pulled away the collar on his chest.

A mass of cyan dragon head tattoos appeared in the crowd's sight.

"It's the elites under Dragon Head."

Hansen looked at this group of tattoos and murmured in a low voice.

The others were the same. They had all found the tattoos of dragon heads of different sizes on the corpse's chest.

This tattoo was no stranger to them, because nearly 2,000 elites of the Dragon Society, who had died in the Jade Valley, found the same pattern when they cremated their corpses.

Jason also saw the middle-aged man's tattooed beard under the collar of his shirt, which vaguely extended to his neck. He speculated that these people might not be sent by Sylvia to pick him up.

"I didn't expect the Dragon Society to be so fast. However, they should only know how to probe. Otherwise, it is impossible for them to dispatch so few people. They are simply sending themselves to death." After smoking, Jason glanced at the body on the ground.

The Dragon Society should have arranged for people to keep watch on every position in the capital city as a tip- off. Otherwise, such a small number of people would not be enough to make him speechless. At this moment, with the roar of the engine of the car, the crowd followed the sound and saw a black team approaching rapidly toward the intersection on the town road. They were all black Mercedes-Benzes.

And the car ran very fast, the wheels splashed up the dust, and soon arrived at the scene of the accident.

"Clean the people with cars, and then send Master Qin and the others to the capital."

After the car stopped, a middle-aged man, who looked quite familiar, glanced over the scene and gave orders with a wave of his hand.

"Yes sir!"

The group of people who followed the car shouted at the bottom of their voices and began to move the bodies into the car. Then in the cars, they threw in a round grenade. "Master Qin, Miss asked me to pick you up. Let's go now."

The middle-aged man stood in front of Jason and said in a neither humble nor pushy manner.

Jason had some impression of him. It seemed that when he was in the wine manor in the suburbs, he had appeared with Bodhi. He should be a bodyguard captain or something like that. "Thank you for your hard work."

Jason nodded and didn't care about the attitude of this person.

After packing up the items, all the team members began to get on the Mercedes-Benz one after another. Jason and Yvonne got on the first car. After the motorcade slowly drove away, a series of explosions resounded through the quiet wilderness.

"Sorry, Master Qin. We were harassed by a few flies when we were on the way, and we didn't solve it until we left the city. It is estimated that the Dragon Society has discovered our route. We need to change our previous destination and go to a new residence. Master Qin, please don't take it to heart."

After the motorcade moved forward, the middle-aged man reported to Jason as he drove.

"You even dare to follow your carriages. It seems that there is nothing in Capital City that the Dragon Faction doesn't dare to do..." Jason and Yvonne sat in the back row and laughed.

"Master Qin, you are too serious. The Dragon Society has always been lawless, and this time is for Zachary's 85th birthday party, so they will naturally be cautious and will not put any danger into Yanjing," the middle-aged man said.

Jason did not speak, but looked at Yvonne who was sitting next to him.

"The Dragon Society has arranged nets and snares outside Yanjing City to prevent you from entering the capital. We previously speculated that he would put his main force on the birthday party and take revenge for the Jade Valley in public. But now he is worrying too much about what you want to do in the capital. Does the Dragon Society really admit defeat and dare not fight with you?" Yvonne asked with a smile.

"Not necessarily. Although the Dragon Society did not make any statement about what happened in the Jade Valley the day before yesterday, judging from the people's action that were constantly sent into Capital City from all over the country, Zachary attached great importance to your arrival in the capital this time. Perhaps he just arranged some spies outside so as to guard against them in advance..." The middle-aged man's tone was uncertain. Although he had been following Bodhi all the time, he knew very little about the situation of the Dragon Society.

The fleet took seven or eight hours to take a detour in the province and finally arrived at the hotel they had booked in advance when it got dark. "Nine Peak Hotel."

It was a name that had never been ranked in any top hotels.

There was neither a magnificent appearance nor a magnificent gate.

There were only ordinary little houses built from green bricks. The houses were located in a verdant garden, within which a vast amount of vegetation could be seen, forming paths that stretched into the depths of the garden. In addition, the dense vegetation could easily block one's view, making it easier for one to lose their way on the mischievious path.

The group of people, led by the receptionists, shuttled through the green path.

Jason had never seen such a hotel designed before. It didn't look like a hotel, but more like a scenic spot or a holiday villa.

On the other hand, Hansen looked a little serious and kept silent along the way. He looked around tentatively until he was brought to the door of a row of green tile houses. The middle-aged man said to Jason, "This is where you live. Take a rest tonight. Miss will come to visit you tomorrow. I'll be nearby and call me if something happens."

"Okay." Jason nodded.

Watching the team leader leave, Jason turned to look at Hansen and asked, "What did you see?"

"Master Qin, I feel that this place was renovated from the former barracks," Hansen said in a low voice.

"How do you know that?" Jason asked curiously. Hansen was the captain of the special forces, so he was very authoritative in this respect.

"

square, cement floor, neat green, no buildings more than five meters high, and the empty geographical position of the surrounding residences. This must have been very important campsite. If something

happens in some place in Capital City, I believe someone will open the door of the arsenal hidden here at the first time to complete the close- range fire support..." Hansen whispered.