I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

The average fatality rate of Ebola virus is 50%, and some epidemics even have a fatality rate of 90%, which is the highest fatality rate among known viruses.

Fortunately, the infectiousness of Ebola virus is not particularly high, and the spread from person to person is mainly through direct contact with the blood or body fluids of the patient or the deceased.

Chen Ling, who returns from the epidemic area, will be quarantined for 21 days in order to spend the incubation period of the virus and completely eliminate the risk of transmission.

Wu Juan has lived in the Democratic Republic of Congo for so many years and is no stranger to the Ebola virus. On the contrary, as a Chinese, she is naturally very wary of infectious diseases.

Therefore, she actually knows the spread of the Ebola virus very well. She knows that the probability of contacting Chen Ling and others to be infected is very, very low.

This is where she has the courage to go forward and bravely break into the quarantine area.

However, everything is scared in case.

The speed of the black shadow is very fast, like a hungry tiger rushing for food, so the kinetic energy to throw Wu Juan to the ground is also great.

The black shadow pressed Wu Juan to the ground, as if a beast had caught its prey, and its broken nose was dripping blood from the rolling.

Wu Juan had a gray head and a muddy face, her face was facing upwards, and the nosebleed of the dark shadow just dripped on her face.

"Rachel, let her go!" Chen Ling shouted. Sombra is the contact person of the rebels. His name is Rachel. After being taken to Kinshasa by Chen Ling, in order to thank Chen Ling, he proclaimed himself a first-level guard of Chen Ling.

As for the second-level guard, he is his nephew's guide.

The third-level guards have been sacrificed in the great forest.

Rachel roared at Wu Juan, released the palm of her chest, and stood up.

Wu Juan was already trapped, lying on the grass and unable to get up.

The recent days have been so good. She hasn't felt physical pain for a long time, but today she suffered a great loss. She didn't know how to react for a while.

"Exposed, exposed, come doctor!" Dr. Hu shouted.

Wu Juan was startled, and fumbled with her hands on her body to confirm that she was not exposed. She breathed a sigh of relief and found a punching bag.

"What is the name of the ghost!" Wu Juan grumbled and stood up, pointing to Dr. Hu and shouting: "You have only been exposed, and your whole family has been exposed!"

The makeup has been spent, the forehead is still red and swollen, the old and new nosebleeds on the nostrils are dry and flowing, just like a female ghost.

Dr. Hu's heart tightened and he hid behind Chen Ling, tightly grasping Chen Ling's arm and stepping back, Laschel leaped forward to block them.

"Come, come, come to me!" Rachel shouted.

Wu Juan was taken aback, stopped, and looked around, "Bill, Bill!"

Bill was gone.

At this moment, two white figures hurried over. Before Wu Juan could react, they pushed her to the ground again and put her on the stretcher.

Wu Juan was willing to submit, struggling desperately: "Let go of me! I'm not sick!"

Two other workers in white protective suits walked up to Rachel and said, "Rachel, you are also exposed. You must be in special isolation."

Seeing Wu Juan struggling, Rachel seemed unbearable and worried that the medical staff could not control her, and said, "I'll help you carry her away and isolate her, okay?"

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Arnold has been a little flustered recently.

He is one of the leaders in the underground world of Chad and Sudan, and has always been reluctant to deal with official secret services. For example, MI6, the world-famous intelligence agency, Arnold had seen their power when he was working at the Blackwater Company. After "fallen the grass and become a bandit", he has always avoided it.

However, the big money owner and boss Chen Ling sent the MI6 people to Arnold.

In a small place in Gabon, what can alarm the yamen of MI6?

Arnold and François contacted several times, wanting to know the whole story.

But François was not very clear about the situation, and he was vague. He just said that Mr. Chen is now a VIP of MI6, and his friend is helping with Ge Geng's affairs, so that Arnold doesn't need to be too nervous.

Nevertheless, Arnold was cautious and changed the meeting place several times, without the heroism of going to the meeting alone when meeting Ge Geng's agent.

"Arnold, it's not easy to see you!"

This is a beach with no road connection to the outside world. It is several kilometers long, with brilliant sunshine, blue water, and fine sand. No one cares about it.

Arnold sat alone on the beach, a small boat rippling on the sea, and a young black man stood on it, shouting at Arnold.

Arnold ignored him and looked at the distant sea with his binoculars.

Very good, without any ships.

The young black man jumped off the boat and walked over and said, "It's not enough to just look at the sea, there are frogmen under the water."

Arnold got up and left.

"Can't you be a joke?" The young black man grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at Arnold.

Arnold stopped and said, "It's best not to be kidding, because at least three guns are aimed at your head."

The young black man smiled and said, "I am alone, without weapons, what are you doing so nervously? When the matter is finished, I am leaving."

"Go ahead, I can hear you." Arnold refused to sit down and looked around.

The young black man said, "Don't kill Ge Geng."

"I received the money, and I must get things done." Arnold said.

Chen Ling meant that even if the quest to kill Ge Geng was completed, Arnold would receive the final payment.

The orders received by young black men are not like this. He was sent to Gabon, one to investigate the Indian smuggling of nuclear fuel, and the other to investigate the reason why MI6 was out of control in Gabon. Neither task allowed him to kill Ge Geng now, so as not to startle the snake.

"Can't kill for now!" said the young black man, "Ge Geng is still valuable. We must use Ge Geng to find out who is behind him."

Arnold frowned and said, "I don't know about this, it has nothing to do with me." The news he got was not like this.

François said that MI6 came to help solve Ge Geng's problem, and now he wants Arnold to assist MI6.

The young black man was dumbfounded and said, "Arnold, I'm not here to chat with you. Contact your sponsor and he will tell you what to do. Behind Ge Geng is a smuggling network. The purpose of our cooperation is to collect this smuggling. The evidence of the network is best to destroy it."

Arnold did not speak.

The young black continued: "Intelligence shows that Ge Geng has returned to Gabon and the security forces are very strong. Together, you and I organized underworld forces to attack Ge Geng, which created pressure on him and forced him to use the power of smuggling networks to ensure his safety. , So that the smuggling network will be exposed and there are traces to follow."

Arnold shook his head: "My personnel and weapons are limited, so I can't cooperate."

The young black man said, "You don't need to control this. What I want is that you and Ge Geng's underworld agent will organize the gang members to continue to hunt down Ge Geng, and I will send powerful masters into the gang."

Arnold pondered for a while and asked: "How much do you give?"

"I have no money. You ask Mr. Chen for money. He has promised our boss." The young black man finished speaking, got up and returned to the boat, turned the bow, and was about to leave.

Arnold waved, and a dozen warriors in camouflage emerged from the jungle behind the beach.

The young black man on the boat went up and down with the waves, saw Arnold demonstrating, snorted coldly, bent over and picked up a walkie-talkie: "All come out."

In a short while, ten heavily armed frogmen emerged from the sea, followed by the sound of a motor in the distance, and three speedboats approached the beach at high speed, each with at least five combatants on board.

Arnold cursed, threw the binoculars on the ground, and raised his middle finger to the young black man: "Go back and drink milk!"

The young black man laughed and sailed away.

A subordinate walked up to Arnold and asked, "Boss, what should I do about this?"

Arnold smiled and said, "What do you mean? Of course we rushed to do such a good thing."

The subordinate did not understand: "Then you just now?"

"There are so many people here in MI6. There must be something big. We cooperated with them through Mr. Chen, and the benefits are indispensable. As for just now, otherwise, will the young people show all their cards?"

Arnold said with emotion: "That kid Bill, with a boss like Mr. Chen, things are less than me, and money is more than me, so lucky!"

At this moment, Bill is far away in Kinshasa. If he hears what Arnold said, he would definitely not agree.

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