From arms dealer to king of war

Private jet lands at New York airport...

Qiao Jia and his party passed the customs smoothly through the VIP channel, but saw an old acquaintance at the airport exit.

FBI agent Ressler seemed to have been promoted now. When he saw Qiao Jia and the others coming out, he stood up from a rest area with a few tall agents...

A young FBI man wearing sunglasses and a loose suit walked to the middle of the aisle and blocked Qiao Jia's path with his hand.

When the 'Spurs' and 'Orange Cat' stepped forward to push away the guy blocking the way, the agent lifted his suit to reveal his pistol, then took out an ID holder and held it in his hand...

"Mr. George Pass..."

Qiao Jia can only say that he is relatively calm at the moment, but that does not mean that he has the intention to argue with the FBI.

Glancing at the much more imposing blond Lesler, he shook his head and raised his middle finger, then looked at the detective blocking the road and said, "Get out of the way, I have something very important to do..."

As soon as the 'Spurs' and 'Orange Cat' heard Qiao Jia's tone, they knew that the boss was a little angry. They pressed their bodies against the agent side by side, making him involuntarily step back.

Just when the agent was unsteady and wanted to touch the gun, 'Spur' opened his suit to reveal the pistol, shook his head and said: "You need to announce your identity, and then explain your purpose, and you still need to see us. Your boss is willing to pay attention to you.

You have done neither of these things. By pulling out the gun, you are deliberately escalating the situation, and you will be in trouble. "

The Spurs were so familiar with the FBI's work routines that the agent was stunned for a moment. Just when he was about to become tougher, his boss Ressler came over helplessly and said: "The Spurs, we need your boss to assist in the investigation. …”

The 'Spurs' shook his head decisively and said: "Your attitude is wrong...

My boss has not been to the United States for the past six months. He has no need to cooperate with you. If you have anything, you can first go to our boss's lawyer to get in line.

He certainly wouldn't mind filing a complaint against you with the Department of Justice..."

Saying 'Spur', he straightened his body and stared into Lesler's eyes, saying word by word: "Now, get out of the way..."

The momentum of the ‘Spurs’ was so great that the FBI was stunned for a moment...

Qiao Jia had no intention of arguing with Ressler. If anything happened, it would be his boss Cooper who came to him.

Setting up a small character to block the airport and issue a warning in disguise is like a little hooligan blocking the school gate, not daring to do anything but saying, 'Be careful! ’

Waving his hand to signal everyone not to be stunned, Qiao Jia asked Ayu to clear the way, and took a step forward to get around the agent blocking the way.

I don’t know if the young agent was too timid or if Ayu was too intimidating. When Ayu’s huge body passed by, the agent subconsciously tried to draw his gun...

The 'Orange Cat' quickly drew his gun and pointed it at the agent. At the same time, he blocked the FBI's shooting path. He also blocked Ayu who was trying to get angry and prevented her from causing a tragedy here.

Then this former HRT, who was known for his violent temper, said patiently: "Put down the gun and get out of the way!"

When Ressler saw that the situation was not good, he nervously waved his hand to signal his colleagues behind him not to move, and then shouted to the young agent: "Mike, put down the gun..."

As he spoke, Ressler glared at Qiao Jia and said, "Sir, I came here to wait for you with good intentions. I hope you can cooperate with us..."

Only now did Qiao Jia have no intention of talking nonsense to Ressler. He waved his hand and said, "My people were attacked. If you really have good intentions, you should go investigate the case."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia glanced at the indignant agent who was forced by the 'orange cat'. He shook his head and said to Ressler: "You are just a small role. If you really want to find me, ask your Director Cooper to come." .

What is my identity and what is your identity? "

Ressler was very unhappy with Joe from the first time they met in New York. Later, he was pushed to the ground and rubbed by Boss Joe.

He was indeed ordered to come here to advise and supervise Boss Qiao, a 'dangerous element'.

And he was a little gloating that P·B got into trouble.

Ressler just didn't expect Qiaojia to be so tough...

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the problem with the attack on Eric Bent.

He originally thought that Qiao Jia, who was caught in the whirlpool of this kind of political struggle, would restrain himself, but the situation was completely different from what he thought...

Watching Qiao Jia walk out of the airport amidst the surprised eyes of all the passengers, the young agent looked at Ressler with an angry expression and said, "Sir, that guy's bodyguard carries weapons with him. According to the federal security law..."

Ressler looked at this dumbfounded young man in distress. He didn't know how he picked this guy from Quantico...

Originally, getting a promotion and salary increase was a wonderful thing, and Mike was also very capable, but now it seems that this guy is still far away...

Looking at this agent who looked very much like himself when he was young, Ressler said helplessly: "Mike, have you ever thought about that guy flying a private jet worth tens of millions, and he has his own security company.

You can arrest his bodyguard, but within 24 hours a lawyer will come to us with complete procedures and an indictment. "

When Mike heard this, he said with an ugly expression: "Sir, we are federal agents, we..."

Ressler originally wanted to put on airs, but Boss Joe's refusal to accept his move had already made him very depressed. Now Mike, a stubborn man, had to argue with him, which gave him a clear understanding of his past self...

He was indeed unpopular in the past. His promotion and salary increase were really thanks to Boss Joe, who allowed him to join the operation against the 'Ndrangheta. The progress of several operations gave him his current position as a senior agent.

It was only after he reached this position that Ressler understood that if he wanted to get involved in the federal law enforcement system, political acumen was much more important than being able to fight and attack.

Facing the stunned Mike, the fire in Ressler's mind suddenly went out. He patted the young agent on the shoulder and said: "Man, there are some things you will understand in the future..."

As Ressler spoke, his phone rang...

Looking at Cooper's name on it, Ressler reluctantly answered the call and said: "Sir..."

"Lessler, I asked you to deal with the jackal and follow him. Where are you now?

Why am I getting a call from the Department of Justice complaining about you pointing a gun at a jackal at the airport, are you crazy?

Yonkers Shipyard still smells like burnt food, why the hell did you piss him off? "

Cooper spoke so loudly that Mike standing opposite him heard him...

Looking at Mike's surprised expression, Ressler smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, the Jackal is very angry now, but I don't think it is aimed at us.

You know his temper. If he is not happy, he will not cooperate with us at all, let alone any 'protection'.

That guy was a bomb, and now someone lit the fuse of the bomb. "

Cooper on the other end of the phone listened and said in a deep voice: "So I need someone to stay by his side. Even if he explodes, you will be the first to rush forward to prevent him from shattering more people.

The NYPD has been a bit passive on the Eric Bent case, what do you think someone like Jackal would do?

Now that America is going through an election, do you know what kind of pressure we will face if someone starts a war in New York?

Ressler, I know you don't like jackals, but you have to keep up.

If you can't do it, I'll find someone else! "

Ressler recalled Boss Joe's eyes and tone just now, and he said helplessly: "Sir, I would rather go to the task of preventing terrorist attacks in New Jersey. Can Victoria be allowed to deal with jackals? That guy doesn't care about beautiful women. Have some patience...

Or we can second someone from the DEA. The DEA agent named Estela is very familiar with him.

Sir, we all know what kind of person Jackal is. If we follow him, we may get into big trouble..."

When Cooper on the other end of the phone heard this, he was so angry that he froze for a moment, and then cursed...

“Are you a fucking idiot?

Or do you think that just because you have an office in New York, you know how to do things?

The jackal is just rough in things. Have you ever seen him act haphazardly without any support?

You want to talk about the New Jersey thing, right?

Then you go to Jackal, he is now the designated security supplier of Donald's team.

If you want to fucking talk to someone from Donald's team now, you have to get permission from P.B. "

Ressler was also stunned by his own stupidity...

"Sir, why is Donald Depp looking for P.B.?"

“Because the Secret Service in Washington is fucking undermanned and because Donald trusted P.B.…

Republican Senator Tom Reed publicly criticized the FBI as useless. He felt that PB was more professional in dealing with terrorists...

Are these reasons enough?

If that’s not enough, let me tell you that Jackal is Deputy Justice Minister Alicia Alexander’s closest collaborator, because Gemma Alexander is still working for Jackal in Tobruk.

P·B is the highest-ranking contracting company on the U.S. Special Operations Center’s anti-terrorism cooperation directory. Many people in the Pentagon are now speaking for P·B...

Is this enough?

Do you know what the fuck you have to do now? "

Ressler was confused by a series of bombardments from his boss. Listening to Cooper on the other end of the phone finishing with swear words, Ressler hung up the phone depressedly, then glanced at Mike and cursed: "You fucking Did you hear that?

With just one phone call, our boss was scolded bloody. Do you still want to cuff that jackal now? "

As he spoke, Ressler looked at Mike's unconvinced look and felt that he looked very much like his former self...

After shaking his head depressedly, Ressler took out his phone and called his former partner Victoria, waving and saying: "Contact the command center and retrieve the traffic video. I want to know where the jackal went?"

As Ressler heard the voice in those words, he coughed slightly and said, "Hey, Victoria, can you do me a favor?

I'm not good at dealing with jackals. Please help me and I'll apply to transfer you to my team.

I have the 'Ndrangheta case and the New Jersey case..."