The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Cyril was very satisfied with Will's performance, but Noah was dissatisfied. He originally planned to auction off all the two paintings tonight. He arranged for the soldiers outside to follow up and seize the opportunity.

But now, the auction house was bombed, including the first painting that had been auctioned, and none of them were handed over to the buyer, and all of them returned to Cyril.

He didn't want to have this with Cyril, but... the time had come when he had to confront him.

Some people dared to blow up Cyril's scene, which shows how much this person wanted to take all four paintings from Cyril's hands.

These are the paintings that their country has lost their senses for more than ten years, and now they are in front of him. No matter what method he tries, he will bring these four paintings back to his country.

Noah sat in the car with a gloomy face, waiting for Will to come out, while constantly thinking about how to get the painting back from Cyril, someone knocked on the window glass, and quickly opened the car door and bent over to enter .

"Colonel, we have a soldier missing."

The person who got in the car brought Noah a piece of news that made him even worse. Immediately, Noah's face darkened like a layer of frost, "Missing?"

"Yes, Colonel, he is missing. We searched around, but we didn't find any trace of him. Guess...he may have been sacrificed."

It is very likely that he has been sacrificed... Noah, with a sharp corner of his mouth, looked at the raging fire that was still burning, and his heart sank bit by bit.

If it is really sacrificed, hope has been swallowed by the fire. If... if it is discovered by Cyril's people, then... Noah's green brown eyes flashed with malicious intent, then their duel with Cyril will begin soon.

The phone rang, and the flickering screen illuminated Noah's face like a ghost. He picked up the phone, and Will's voice came from the phone.

"Noah, did you do what happened just now? Are you crazy? Blowing up Cyril's auction house, you must be crazy, crazy! You are all a bunch of damn lunatics!!"

He roared loudly, anxious and angry, with deep fear in his voice, "Cyril is very, very, very angry now, looking everywhere for the guy who blew up the auction house, you put me in danger! You guys Crazy! Crazy!"

Noah closed his eyes lightly, and Will thought the auction venue was blown up by him.

"Will, what I need is a painting, and blowing up the auction venue won't do me any good. Where are you now, I'll wait for you in the car, we need to meet!"

Noah cut off the call and gave an order to the subordinates in the car, "Close the team and return to the hotel."

The hotel is now their territory, and all the weapons are also in the hotel. If Cyril really wants to find them, at least there are weapons for self-defense.

Will rushed over quickly. He opened the door and got into the car. He didn't wait for Noah to speak, and roared angrily, "You crazy people, why didn't you tell me such a big thing in advance? What should we do now? What should we do now? manage?"

"Cyril will never let us go, he will never let us go! Do you know? You crazy people, do you know?!"

He was in a rage, and Noah didn't bother to explain to a man who was out of control, but just ordered someone to drive.

Inside, Cyril looked at the body being dragged back, carefully watching the palm and wrist of the opponent, a white man who often used a gun.

"White man..." Cyril, who had ruthless eyes, got up, stood still for a few seconds, and ordered in a stern voice, "Check his history... no, find out where he lives and where he has been recently .Now I really want to know who dares to be my enemy."