Looking at the heavily armed guy, Johnny inexplicably felt he was very dangerous. Sure enough, after he raised his gun and eliminated all the terrorists in tactical gear, he immediately aimed his gun at the official forces who were chasing and counterattacking them.
"They're finished."
As soon as Johnny finished speaking, he had already turned and opened fire on the official forces.
The suppressive firepower left almost no room for regret. In just a few seconds, the members of the official forces, who thought the bandits had been eliminated, were themselves wiped out.
Afterward, the heavily armed guy glanced around and left the scene.
Only after that guy had completely left did Johnny glance out the car window, then patted Daniel's shoulder. Daniel nodded in understanding, stepped on the gas, and drove away.
Anyone with a sane mind wouldn't get out of the car to check the scene.
However, not long after the peugeot 406 sped away, the man reappeared.
"There's a suspected witness at the scene, who has fled."
His voice was low and deep. After saying this, he seemed to be waiting for the other party's reply.
"It's just a taxi. Don't worry about it."
Soon, a voice came through the earpiece.
"Understood."
This time, he truly turned and left.
Not to mention Johnny, even Daniel himself hadn't expected to encounter such an intense firefight, and the insertion of a third party directly turned the entire exchange into a one-sided battle.
But both of them knew very well that they absolutely couldn't get out of the car in this situation, otherwise, it would either mean death or even more serious trouble.
Not long after leaving, Johnny asked Daniel to take him to Paris.
He keenly felt that Orleans wasn't safe either, and there was a sense of impending storm.
So Johnny's plan was to head straight to Paris, to avoid getting caught in the vortex of these troubles.
At two o'clock in the afternoon on July 4, 2014, the peugeot 406 slowly entered Paris, and in Johnny's view, he saw the world-famous Eiffel Tower.
After giving Daniel a stack of 10,000 usd, Johnny got out of the car near a bank. The first thing he did after getting out of the car was to walk into the bank and withdraw 50,000 usd to keep on him.
This was something he did very often; having cash on hand made many things much more convenient.
However, he didn't know that Paris at this time was also fraught with hidden currents. Just as Johnny walked towards the base of the Eiffel Tower, marveling at how wonderful his vacation was, a car suddenly stopped in front of him, and then the door opened.
Johnny stared blankly at the person inside the car. Sitting in the driver's seat was a bald man, none other than Mr. Church, whom he had met with Ross at the church before.
"Get in!"
Mr. Church made a gesture, and then Johnny got into the car and fastened his seatbelt.
"What a coincidence, Mr. Church, I didn't expect to meet you here."
To be honest, Johnny was quite surprised. He also hadn't expected to encounter Mr. Church here, but Mr. Church knew he would come here.
"I knew the moment you entered Paris. I came specifically to find you."
Mr. Church, Frank, spoke directly.
Johnny turned his head and glanced at the bald man who resembled Bruce Willis. Although most of the Sacrifice Squad's missions were assigned by this guy, it was his first time confronting him directly.
Or rather, it was only his second meeting with him.
"I've run into some trouble and wanted to ask Ross for help, but he's on a mission, and it just so happens you've come to Paris."
Mr. Church, Frank, was blunt; he had no intention of hiding anything.
Johnny continued to look at him, with an expression that said, "Go on."
"Here's the thing: I was supposed to retire this year, but my retirement process hasn't been very pleasant. I've run into some difficult issues, and I'm a bit overwhelmed on my own, so I need your help. Of course, my old friends are also on their way."
Frank was very Frank, and Johnny could tell from his words that this "unpleasant retirement" was probably not just simple unpleasantness.
"So your unpleasantness is also very dangerous, isn't it?" Johnny pouted, his vacation time never seemed to be complete.
Frank glanced in the rearview mirror, then said very directly, "That's why I need your help."
Well, since you put it that way, I can't argue.
"Tell me, how do I help you? Let me state upfront that this help is compensated." Johnny sighed, entering work mode.
"I've been targeted by the CIA's Chief of Security."
Mr. Church, Frank, dropped a bombshell right away.
Johnny even wondered if he had misheard, or if the guy had misspoken, "Wait, what did you say? You've been targeted by the CIA's Chief of Security?"
What kind of enigma is this? I don't quite understand.
"You didn't mishear. I have indeed been targeted by William Gails, the CIA's Chief of Security. He wants to bring me back, but there are other, more complicated matters involved, and I need you to do something for me."
Frank directly told Johnny the information he knew, then added, "If you help me sort this out, it's 1 million usd."
"Alright, deal!"
Johnny had originally intended to refuse, but upon hearing 1 million usd, he agreed without hesitation.
You can fall out with anyone, but don't fall out with money.
It's just the CIA's Chief of Security, right?
Go for him!
Johnny's eyes darted to the rearview mirror; he noticed a black Chevrolet SUV following behind.
"It's probably him, right?" Johnny asked, looking in the rearview mirror.
Frank nodded, then accelerated forward.
Johnny remained silent, just sitting quietly in the passenger seat, his eyes fixed on the rearview mirror.
But to be fair, Frank's driving skills were quite good; he was very steady. The car constantly weaved through streets and alleys, even with the Chevrolet SUV following closely behind.
However, Frank soon realized something was wrong, because it wasn't just the black SUV behind him that was blocking him, but also French police, who had clearly received a request for assistance from the CIA.
"Hold on tight."
Frank accelerated again, and the car began to weave through the streets and alleys in an extremely dangerous manner.
Finally, after taking several consecutive turns, Frank drifted into an alley, then immediately turned off the engine and got out of the car. Johnny naturally followed closely behind.
Immediately after, he went straight to a manhole cover, pulled it open with one hand, and then climbed down.
Johnny was momentarily stunned, then a hand reached out from under the manhole cover, gesturing for him to come over.
Johnny had no choice but to walk over, and when he looked down, good heavens, this was not a sewer at all; it was clearly the entrance to a basement.
Johnny immediately jumped down. After Johnny jumped down, Frank pulled a handle nearby, and Johnny could clearly feel the area shaking, indicating that this basement entrance was not a real sewer entrance, but rather it was connected to the sewer.
With a slight tremor, the door in front of them opened.
This was a small underground base.
"This is my secret underground base in Paris, few people know about it. For now, it's still safe."
Frank said as he walked, introducing the place.
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