Medical Master

After the photo appeared.

Almost everyone on the underground forums began to frantically search for that desk, that office, and where the background of the photo was.

result.

Soon, it was exploded.

"That's the Gospel Society!"

A member of an underground organization in the Middle East directly broke the news and said: "I have been to the Gospel Society, and the decoration in this photo is exactly the same as the office of the president of the Gospel Society.

of course.

At first everyone didn't believe it.

After all, the person who broke the news has no evidence.

But then, some people actually posted photos of both the outside and inside of the Evangelical Society to the underground forums, and even explained them with them.

"This is the outside of the Gospel Society, this is the inside of the Gospel Society, this is the office of the president of the Gospel Society."

"The Evangelical Society is a company established by Abbeni, one of the leaders of the Evangelical Ministry stationed in the local branch, and the president's office is his private office."

With these revelations.

Everyone began to believe it gradually.

Looking at it again, the plutonium raw material picture on that desk still reveals a corner of the picture. After comparison, it is indeed the plutonium raw material picture.

Subsequently, some photo experts began to scan the photos one after another, and found that this photo is completely real, without the slightest trace of PS.

At this time, underground forces all over the world were shocked.

of course.

What was most shocking was the forces that were preparing to jointly attack the Shingon Ministry with the Gospel Ministry.

After seeing the news broke on the forum, these forces immediately felt that they were being teased by others, and they turned back in an instant with great anger.

In their opinion, they were almost used as a gun by the Gospel Ministry!

With full of anger.

These forces united in an instant, and they all asked the Gospel Ministry to hand in the plutonium raw material map.

middle East.

Ha'il city.

This is a big city and also the headquarters of the Gospel.

Unlike the Mantra Department, the appearance of the Gospel Headquarters is built like an ancient city. It has very high walls. People patrolling on the high walls. Even the giant gates that enter it are made of iron. Going gives people a particularly heavy feeling.

And this time.

Inside the Mantra Headquarters, in a particularly spacious and empty hall like an American church, three people were illuminated by golden lights.

A middle-aged man wearing ancient European-style armor sits in the chair.

On the left and right sides, there are two old men sitting respectively.

One with gray hair, the other rickets with his back, holding a snake stick in his hand!

"What should we do now?"

The middle-aged man in armor squinted his eyes with a heavy face, turned his head to look at the gray-haired old man and asked, "Divine Envoy?"

The old man frowned and did not reply.

"military adviser?"

The middle-aged man turned his head and asked the old man who was crocking his back.

The old man was the same, but frowned tightly without replying.

At this time.

"Pattern..."

A continued footstep came and asked: "Report."

The three looked up.

I see.

A young man rushed in quickly and fell to his knees.

"Say."

The middle-aged man solemnly.

"Letter from the branch."

The kneeling man opened his mouth and said, "Abbeni is dead!"

"what?"

In the chairmanship, the middle-aged man stood up awkwardly, not locked up, as if he wanted to be angry, but he stopped when he was angry, calmed down, and waved his hand to let the person kneeling down.

Wait for someone to leave.

"Military division, what shall we do now?"

The middle-aged man in the chairmanship turned his head and asked again.

"I think."

The rickety old man paused with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and said: "This should be the idea of ​​the mantra division. No matter how we do and behave now, we have already fallen into the trap of the other party, so what we are going to do now It is to deny this matter first, and then tell everyone that our people were killed, just say that the traces of the scene were left by the gods of the Shingon Ministry, and then directly showdown with the Shinkan Ministry and let them hand over the plutonium raw material picture. And the murderer!"

Speaking of which.

The rickety old man stood up, pestered the snake stick, and walked toward the bookshelf on the side of the hall step by step, and said as he walked, "Do this first, and then see the reaction from the Mantra Department."

Finished.

Just walked to the bookshelf.

The old man stretched out his hand, pulled out a book from the place closest to him, and opened it.

Look carefully.

The title of that book is impressively "The Art of War"!

...

Less than five minutes.

The measures taken by the Gospel Department have officially begun.

The news quickly spread to the underground forum. After various exaggerations, people felt that the Gospel Ministry seemed miserable and almost convinced everyone to believe their rhetoric.

However, at this moment, the mantra department jumped out again and continued to refute.

For a time.

The two powers became a group in the underground power forum.

In this case, no one knows whether the plutonium raw material map is in the Mantra Department or the Gospel Department. Watching these two top Middle Eastern powers quarrel for a whole day and night, there is still no result.

In the end, all forces interested in the plutonium raw material map chose to isolate the Gospel Department and the Mantra Department at the same time.

...

In the forest on the border of the Middle East.

Fang Qiu looked at the drawings for a whole night, and even searched the Internet for ancient texts from the Middle East on his mobile phone, but he could not find any results.

Helpless.

Fangqiu could only put away the plutonium raw material map and log in to the underground power forum with his mobile phone again.

When I went up, I immediately saw the truth and gospel department quarreling together, and immediately couldn't help laughing.

"The Mantra Department, as expected, did not admit that he had a plutonium raw material map."

"This planting really makes it difficult for the Gospel Ministry to clean up."

Smiling and judging, Fang Qiu murmured: "Since you can't crack it, take this opportunity to send the picture back to the country!"

Thought of this.

Fang Qiu immediately dialed Li Ji's phone.

"Hey?"

During extraordinary times, Li Ji answered the phone very quickly.

"One good news, one bad news."

Fang Qiu opened his mouth and said.

"Listen to the bad first."

Li Ji said.

"The good news is that I got the plutonium raw material map."

Fang Qiu ignored Li Ji's choice and said directly, "The bad news is that I can't crack it."

"what?"

On the other side of the phone, Li Ji's shocked voice came and asked: "Why is it so fast? Now that the major underground forces in the world don't even know where the pictures are, how come it's in your hands?"

"No time to elaborate."

Fang Qiu shook his head.

"it is good."

Li Ji also understood the importance of the matter, and immediately said: "Send me your current location, and I will send someone to contact you immediately. The country needs you to escort the plutonium raw material map back."

"I'm on the border of the Middle East."

Fang Qiu said.

"it is good."

Li Ji nodded immediately and said: "I will send someone to contact you immediately and arrange an identity for you. The plutonium raw material map must be protected, and the plutonium must be safely brought back to China."

"rest assured."

Fang Qiu nodded affirmatively.

Although he arrived at the border of the Middle East, there were still two countries separated from China, so Fangqiu could not fly back directly by himself.

The phone hangs up.

Soon, the person arranged by Li Ji got in touch with Fangqiu. This time because it was in the wild, he didn’t need to be so cautious. When he saw Fangqiu, the contact person directly gave Fangqiu a package. He left without saying anything.

Open the package.

Fangqiu got a brand-new human-skin mask and a brand-new Chinese passport.

Putting on the mask and holding his passport, Fang Qiu went straight to the largest city in the area, then bought a car, and drove quietly on the road back to China.

Along the way.

Fang Qiu deliberately took a look at the current state of this area of ​​the Middle East, and finally walked on a small road in the country, only to truly realize that this area of ​​the Middle East is simply hell on earth!

"It's better for our country."

Fang Qiu sighed secretly.

There are too many wars in this place.

As a result, in the entire region, there is no such thing as a country, only local armed forces and forces!

Just about to leave the city.

Fang Qiu saw an extremely strong and powerful armed element on this city street that had become flustered and depressed because of the war.

He holds a gun in his hand.

Standard AK47!

This gun was not fighting for his life, but was pressed against a woman's forehead under the control of his palm.

Fangqiu parking.

The armed man didn't seem to hear the brakes. He still squeezed the woman's face with his other hand with a smirk, then put his hand down and slapped the woman who was forced to lean against the wall. On his side hips, and then reached to his waistband, he started to take off his pants.

at this time.

The woman whose forehead was shot down, saw Fang Qiu in the car, and immediately panicked and called for help.

Fang Qiu couldn't stand it anymore, opened the car door and walked on.

The militant turned around.

The moment he saw Fang Qiu, his face immediately became gloomy, and he turned his gun to point at Fang Qiu, and said, "Boy, get out of the way if you don't want to die. Be careful I blow your head!"

"Humph."

Fang Qiu shook his head and walked up directly.

Seeing that Fang Qiu was not threatened by himself, and acted as dismissive of himself, this armed man became angry immediately, and he immediately tried to shoot with his fingers!

But at this moment.

Fang Qiu kicked with his right foot.

"call out!"

A stone on the ground flew directly, like a bullet, and instantly penetrated the opponent's head. Before he could shoot, the armed man fell and lost his life.

Finish it all.

Fang Qiu glanced at the woman indifferently. To avoid exposure, he did not speak.

And the woman knew that she was saved, and ran away immediately.

See this scene.

"Ugh……"

Fang Qiu sighed with a heavy heart.

This incident, because he encountered it, he was able to take action and help, but under this sky, how many things like this were happening?

Can he control it?

Do not!

He can't control it.

Get in the car again.

Fangqiu drove eastward all the way. He didn't choose to make a plane. After all, flying by plane was not necessarily safe.

Fang Qiu still believed in his feet for such an important matter.

that's it.

After walking for a long time, Fangqiu came to a military checkpoint.

Seeing Fangqiu walking alone, the people in the checkpoint made no secret of it and walked up directly and said, "Give me all the money in your body, no matter which country it is from!"