Chapter 4903 Thirty-seven coffee beans are too few

"No!" Director Martin immediately denied it. He raised his head and said, "Master Jue, you are thinking too much. How could the president of another country ask me to capture you alive? I represent the CIA, and I can't do such a thing.

Absolutely not."

It is impossible for Director Martin to admit it even if he is beaten to death. You must know that although he reached a private agreement with President Fipa, he used CIA agents and CIA's material resources. If this matter is exposed, then what will happen to him?

The location is definitely not guaranteed.

Not only his status, he will also be sentenced for the crime of collaborating with the enemy, and will be scolded and interrogated...

At that time, you won't even be able to save your life, and your family will be implicated.

Director Martin had a serious and sincere expression on his face, but Mo Nanjue saw nervousness in his eyes.

He glanced lightly and saw Director Martin's fingers hanging slightly by his side.

The corners of Mo Nanjue's eyes rose, and he was certain of the answer because of his action.

"You just agreed to the request of the president of another country and blatantly used CIA resources," Mo Nanjue said, leaning down slightly and whispering a soft, cold voice in Director Martin's ear, "Aren't you afraid that the U.S. government will say something about you?

Collaborating with the enemy and treason... destroying your whole family?"

In one sentence, he revealed what he feared most.

Director Martin was shocked, and he forced himself to calm down, "Of course I know what Young Master Jue said, so I said that it is absolutely impossible. It is another matter for me to capture you alive, but the person who is looking for me is different from other people."

The country does not matter. I am an American and will always be loyal to the United States. It is impossible for me to collaborate with the enemy and treason."

"Oh?" Mo Nanjue's eyelids twitched slightly. He reached out and flicked Director Martin's collar, "Don't get excited. I didn't say you were not loyal to the United States. Why are you so eager to prove it?"

"..."

Director Martin pursed his lips, fearing to fall into his trap, so he did not answer.

He knew that he would not kill him, and even if he wanted to kill him, it would not be possible in a CIA logistics center full of cameras.

But there are some things that are far more terrifying than killing him...

Mo Nanjue retracted his hand, stood up straight, and looked at him from above, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. No matter who hired you to catch me, tell him that since he insists on seeking death, I will do what he wants."

, help him find the best way to die."

"..."

Director Martin still didn't answer.

Mo Nanjue's dark eyes glanced at the detective beside him, "The coffee tastes weak. Thirty-seven coffee beans are too few. Forty-six are just right."

The agent was startled, "How do you know I ground thirty-seven coffee beans..."

Mo Nanjue didn't look at him anymore. He put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked out.

Director Martin stood up holding on to the edge of the table. He looked at his back and suddenly said, "Master Jue, let me kindly remind you, don't let your guard down, because you don't know who you are offending."

"I'll give this to you too," Mo Nanjue said without looking back, "You don't know who you have offended."

Director Martin clenched his hands, not wanting to miss such a good opportunity. He raised his hand and signaled the agents to take action immediately.

However, the moment he raised his hand, Mo Nanjue seemed to have eyes behind his back. He turned around suddenly and a small pistol slipped out of his sleeve——

Mo Nanjue pulled the trigger without hesitation, only to hear a bang!

The bullet hit Director Martin's calf, causing blood to flow...

"ah--"

Director Martin knelt down in pain. The agents immediately rushed over and supported him. "Director! Are you okay?!"
Chapter completed!