Chapter 1220 Emotional Past, Action Begins

For Statham, the most unnecessary thing in this world is emotion.

As a person who puts mechanical precision and rigor into every corner of life. What he pursues is to incorporate everything into the calculation. Only when everything is carried out according to the calculation, will there be no problems. Success is only guaranteed if everything works as calculated.

This is his creed in life, and under the premise of maintaining such a creed in life, the last thing he can believe in is the special thing like feelings.

As someone who grew up in an orphanage, Statham can't say he didn't experience feelings. In fact, he also had loved ones, and the woman he loved the most in his life was a nun who took care of him and grew up in the orphanage, who was only less than ten years older than him.

When he was still young, the nun named Teresa was the only sunshine in his life for him, the only source of fire in the world of ice and snow. She is gentle, beautiful, compassionate and holy. It was like an angel descending into the world, making his heart always filled with her shadow.

From being selected to join Hydra's underground training base at the age of twelve, ten years later, he officially became a professional killer of Hydra. He has never forgotten this thing that is most worthy of his memory, which can be considered as love for the time being.

And when he began to emerge in Hydra and became a special talent who had entered the vision of the higher-ups, he even moved to marry Mother Teresa as his wife and use her to fill the blank in his life.

This kind of thing does not violate the internal rules of Hydra. In fact, Hydra generally allows its own elite and high-level people to establish their own families in normal human society. On the one hand, this is because Hydra needs these high-level personnel to have a cover that can conceal their identities. People are more closely controlled.

Under such a premise, Statham's idea is absolutely feasible. And he is indeed advancing towards this practical method. However, when he saw the angel in his mind for a long time after a lapse of ten years, his heart that was burning red with love instantly cooled down.

After ten years, Teresa is no longer a nun. She became a whore, a dirty whore who could do her best by herself and wag her tail like a begging dog for a shot of cocaine.

When Statham in a well-fitting suit found Teresa hopefully, he wanted to find even a little sparkle from her that made him obsessed at the beginning. All he saw was Teresa, naked, entangled with a man like a boar, just for that little bit of drugs.

At that time, what love, what light, what warmth. They all turned into shit. Statham's restless heart driven by love stopped beating immediately, and the red-hot thing solidified into a lump of the coldest steel.

Since then, Statham has no feelings anymore. He killed the woman he once thought he loved the most, and then became the man named mechanic today. And since that time, feelings have been written into his blacklist, becoming the most unacceptable existence in his plan.

He was convinced that even a person like him could make such a mistake for a time because of such a stupid thing, let alone these two guys who he didn't like at all. If they are not under their control, they can do whatever they want, and that has nothing to do with me. And since he was working under his own hands and in the midst of a task, he couldn't exclude the emotional factor. Then they must have problems.

Even if not this time, there will be in the future. So, instead of giving them that chance, give them the possibility of sabotaging their own plans. Then why not take advantage of this opportunity to clean them all up at once.

Statham, who has always had this kind of plan in mind, has begun to weave specific steps in his mind. And his substitute, who knew nothing about it, was still doing his best to complete his confession.

Staggering Yagda, who was having an affair with him, he set his sights on those other people. Then he tried his best to put on the appearance of a superior, and gave them orders.

"I have already contacted media reporters in the Los Angeles area through anonymous phone calls. They will come to this hospital soon. What you have to do is, under the banner of media reporters, arrange the things I have arranged for you at the entrance of the hospital. Okay. Remember it for me. This mission is only allowed to succeed, not to fail. If you can’t even do such a simple thing well, then you can go back alive. I guarantee that those cages in the biochemical experiment department will be Your final destination. Do you understand what I mean?"

A simple threat, but with extraordinary strength. When he said these words, even Yagda, a woman who felt that her identity was different, couldn't help standing up straight, and followed her up to agree.

There is no way, Hydra's biochemical department that specializes in human experiments is definitely a hell that no one can even imagine. For this group of people, they would rather fight the government to the death, and definitely don't want to stay in that cage for a second. So, Statham is not worried at all that they will not do their best.

What should be explained has already been explained. As a substitute, it is naturally impossible for him to say anything. So, in the end, he could only speak to the real Statham as usual.

"Jason, it's still the same as before. You go to prepare the retreat route. Move quickly, don't wait until dawn. And you, before midnight, is our last assembly time, if any of you are left behind, then I'm sorry, I I will not take you back to the base!"

It's all commonplace stuff. As companions who have cooperated closely with countless times, this group of people did not have any resistance to this request, but nodded their heads to show their understanding. Among these people, Statham didn't say hello, just got into a car, stepped on the accelerator and left here.

Such an indifferent attitude made many people feel uncomfortable, and even Yagda, who had no direct conflict of interest, couldn't help complaining to Statham's double at this time.

"What's the air? You're just a little guy, you really think of yourself as someone!"

She regarded the stand-in as the real one, thinking that her identity was enough to say these words. But he didn't know that when the substitute heard these words, he couldn't help but sweat in his heart. That is to say, Statham is not here now, otherwise he might show some ugly face. The reason for saying this is because, as the only person in the entire team who knows Statham's identity, he really knows Statham too well. And it was precisely because of this understanding that he knew how terrible Statham was.

He didn't want to die without knowing why one day. So immediately, he waved his hand and interrupted Jagda's complaint.

"Don't say these are useless, the task is the first. Compared with you, Jason's ability is absolutely trustworthy. If you want to complain about this, you must first complete the task in hand."

As he said so, he gave Jagoda a warning look. Seeing this look, Yagda, who was already arrogant in his heart, couldn't help restraining himself.

As a woman, she is not stupid. So as long as she mentions it a little bit, she knows the meaning of enough is enough. Although she didn't understand what it was for, the woman really kept her mouth shut.

And seeing this person who had such a relationship with him shut up, the substitute finally let out a long sigh of relief. Keeping this under control is enough for him. As for the others, that's not something he wants to manage. As the only understanding person in the whole team. He knew very well that he was the only one who was really valuable to Statham in this team. Others say they are subordinates, but they are actually just pawns. So since they themselves are willing to commit this death, then he doesn't stop them either. It's enough to keep myself and this woman of my own.

I thought so in my heart, but there was no expression on my face. It was completely business-like, so he waved his hand and said to everyone present.

"Okay, time is running out. It's time for you to act. Don't forget our scheduled time. Before dawn, the plan must be successful. Otherwise, neither of you and me will survive! Let's go!"

With a wave of their hands, everyone started to act for their own lives.

Those who wanted to pretend to be reporters honestly took their ID cards, picked up their equipment, and boarded a news interview vehicle. They're not a third-rate team, and everything here is real. Including their certificates, they are all things that only the editors in real TV stations have. Even if it is checked face to face, no problems will be found.

The gang needs to go first. They're going to infiltrate the media team and use those guys to cover up their actions. So they have to wait for a while on the way. But Jagoda is different, she needs to go directly to the hospital.

Picked up the virus and put it into a water glass. Ya Geda got into a dilapidated car and drove slowly towards the hospital. She has entered a real state, and even her driving habit has become the same as that of a middle-aged woman. It can be said that as long as her eyes are controlled and no obvious problems are revealed, it is almost impossible for anyone to recognize her identity.

But for some reason, as her pillow, the double started to worry about her for no reason. This was something that had never happened before, but for some reason, he began to have the illusion that Jagoda might not come back.

This delusion upset him, and when he couldn't help but look at Yagda who had gone far away again, a sudden surprise made his eyes almost pop out! ()

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