Late at night, at the brightly lit JFK International Airport.
All kinds of vehicles were moving through the airport, carrying all kinds of luggage. People of all kinds of skin colors and nationalities were coming and going. From time to time, passenger planes would take off or land, bringing countless lives to this bustling metropolis. As one of the largest airports in the world, JFK International Airport was never deserted. Every day, every moment, it was filled with an amazing vitality that came from the order and rules set by humans.
The airport was bustling with noise. People were entering, leaving, and waiting. On the big screen, the flight schedule and time of each plane was scrolling. The standard English voice continuously flowed from the broadcast into the noisy airport. At the edge of the airport waiting area, a group of people were sending off two Dongfang men in black suits. From their expressions and the formal bows they occasionally made, we could tell that they were Japanese.
"Thank you for taking care of us this time. Please help me convey our gratitude to Mr. Caslort again …"
"Mr. Watanabe, you're welcome.
Mr. Caslort also asked me to pass on a message. This time, we won't be able to let the two of you leave with Miss Zhang according to the original plan. I'm really sorry. I hope you can understand. We attach great importance to this mission. Mr. Zhuang Amir, who was originally carrying out another mission, has been immediately recalled. As for the matter of Jian Suyan, we will give the headquarters a perfect explanation. Please trust in our ability. "
"I believe that your previous achievements are enough to prove this point. I will pass on Mr. Caslort's message to the Lord Protector."
The Japanese were very polite. When they bowed, one of the Americans bowed as well. After chatting for a while, it was almost time to board the plane. After sending the two of them through the boarding gate, the Americans who were sending them off breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other.
"I really hate Japanese people who don't have a sense of humor …"
"I'm starting to have a good impression of the French …"
"Why don't they all kneel and salute … Aligado, Suyori Mata …"
After sending the guests on the plane, the matter was considered done. The few of them chatted for a while and prepared to leave.
Inside the airport, the two Japanese went through the passport control. Before they could walk far, they were stopped by an airport guard.
"I'm sorry, sirs. Please come this way. I'm afraid there's something wrong with your passports. Please come with me."
"Is there a problem?"
The two men looked at each other and suddenly became vigilant. Although the two of them belonged to Pei Luojia's Japanese department, they were not authorized killers. They were more like people who did internal administrative work. Relatively speaking, they had a clean background and did not have any dirty background. This time, although Pei Luojia arranged fake passports for them, they came through the formal Japanese government department. There should be no problem. This accident came too suddenly.
The guard saw that the two of them refused to leave, but he was not too angry. He nodded and said, "It's not a big problem. You just need to come and confirm it. Please rest assured that it won't take too long."
The security in the airport could be considered strict. The two men subconsciously looked around. They vaguely seemed to feel that there were some suspicious people nearby, but it was difficult to be sure at the moment. They followed the guard all the way. The two of them exchanged opinions with their eyes. When they were in a dilemma, a soft sound suddenly sounded behind them. The two of them turned back and saw a tall American man in the crowd with a bloody hole in his head. The crowd was silent for a second. Then, a woman screamed "Ah-". The crowd exploded with hysterical cries for help. The panicked crowd scattered in all directions.
At the next moment, as soft gunshots rang out amidst the chaos, a bloody hole suddenly appeared on the forehead of the airport guard behind the two of them. Blood and brain matter splattered out over a meter away, and a piece of glass at the edge of the passageway cracked into countless spider webs.
At this point, the people who could do such a thing in the airport were naturally Pei Luojia's killers who found something wrong and came to their rescue. They mixed in the panicked crowd and rushed to the boarding gate. In a moment, two more people fell in the crowd. Unlike the previous two, these people had time to pull out their pistols, but they still could not escape the misfortune of being shot. The man shot accurately and hid cleverly. He mixed in with the fleeing people at this time, and for a while, no one could find his specific position.
When they ran out of the boarding gate, they heard a gunshot not far from the side of the hall. Suddenly, the entire waiting hall was in an uproar. In the chaotic crowd, they could still see that many people were lying in ambush and were coming over. Just now, one of the killers who saw the two of them off took advantage of the chaos and ran over. "Follow me. Someone will distract their attention. We are being targeted by the FBI!"
The roaring gunshots attracted most of the attention of the plainclothes agents. People of all shapes and sizes ran in all directions amidst the screams, making it impossible for them to accurately capture the target. Occasionally, someone would be injured by a stray bullet and fall down, which made the whole scene even more chaotic and frightening. The two Japanese took off their coats, messed up their hair, and threw away the suitcases in their hands as they ran. There was nothing important in the suitcases. Of course, Pei Luojia's internal plan could not be in the form of documents flying around in the sky. The three of them fled to the side door on the side of the airport. Taking advantage of the chaos to leave the airport, the two Japanese had a rough idea of what had happened.
"Your information has been leaked to the FBI. Now it is difficult to find out where this information came from. Zhuang found out about this because he found a line in the airport. We have to leave now … Don't worry, those idiots in the FBI don't know anything other than turning on their computers to look for pornographic websites. Everything is fine now …"
At this time, because of the gunfight in the airport, the whole area around the airport was in chaos. Cars sped away one by one, and many people ran directly across the street with their luggage. There were not many people in the place where the three of them came out, but several taxis had already driven away. The killer running in front ran to the nearest car, raised his gun with a silencer, and shouted, "Get down!"
Because the car was still a little far away, the fat man who was getting into the car quickly closed the door in horror. The car started wildly and roared out in the blink of an eye. The killer did not shoot in the end. Seeing that there were many people, he put the gun back into his pocket. His movements were not conspicuous, so no one noticed him. He ran to the side of the road and cursed, "F * ck!"
Then, there was a loud bang. Just now, the car that was crazily driving out went in the wrong direction and directly collided with a large truck.
Seeing that there were many people here, a taxi that had just passed by turned around and stopped about two meters away from the three of them. The three of them ran over. The killer opened the front door and jumped into the front passenger seat. The two Japanese got into the back seat. At this time, a fat woman who had just escaped from the airport waved her hands: "Wait, wait, let me go with you, take me, thank you …"
"What happened in the airport? What's wrong?"
Hearing the fat woman's shout, the taxi looked curiously in the direction of the airport. The killer in the front passenger seat looked to see if the FBI people were chasing after them. He waved his hand and pointed the gun at the driver's head: "I don't know what happened in the airport, but I know that today is your lucky day … Hurry up and drive!"
"Okay."
The killer didn't take the driver seriously. His eyes were still looking at the airport hall on the other side. However, when the driver's voice came out, the next moment, he only felt that the arm holding the gun was suddenly pulled toward the driver's seat. He subconsciously pulled the trigger. The bullet left the pistol with a silencer and opened a hole in the window next to the driver's seat. He suddenly turned his head. In a hurry, he could only see half of the face of the man wearing a sun hat and the dazzling light of the long machete that was suddenly pulled out from under the seat.
The sharp edge of the machete mercilessly cut down his arm.
"… Today is indeed my lucky day."
"Ah –"
The scream was confined in the car. On the side of the road, the fat woman who ran over finally got close to the taxi. She slapped the door with her hand: "Please let me in, please let me in, please …" Suddenly, her hands that were slapping the window stopped in the air. Her eyes showed an incomparable look of horror. She took two steps back and fell to the ground with her mouth wide open.
"Uh … Ah –"
Hearing the woman's scream, people far and near looked over. The taxi parked on the side of the road was shaking violently, making a banging sound. Because it was night time, people who were a little further away couldn't see what was happening in the car window. However, the fat woman who was close by could see clearly that in the closed car, the man with the machete was constantly slashing at the other three people.
The Japanese man's face, which was twisted in pain, was imprinted on the car window. He kept hitting the car door, and blood splattered everywhere in the car. It splashed on his twisted face and the transparent car window. Looking in from the outside, everything had turned blood-red, as if it were hell …