Chapter 1003: You Don't Know Anything About Power

"Dingling, ringing..." The ordinary mobile phone rang, Chen Wei glanced at the phone, clicked on it, and heard the voice of a CIA official: "Mr. Chen..."

"Beep." Chen Wei hung up the phone.

Less than five seconds later, the phone rang again. Chen Wei glanced at it, picked it up, and hung up again.

Nazar lay on the desk beside him, and whispered to Jiang Sanjia: "What are you doing, boss? You always do this, don't you bother me?"

"I think Master is enjoying it." Jiang Sanjia chuckled.

The difference between being threatened by the CIA and being begged for cooperation by the CIA is really not that big.

Apparently at this moment the master is also secretly happy.

"But if the boss has any ideas, wouldn't it be good to just bring them up on the phone?" Nazal said, "I think he would be willing to let that guy from the CIA run over naked."

"You don't understand." Jiang Sanjia smiled again, and said inscrutably, "This thing requires a sincerity. Always call to ask, how can you show sincerity?"

"don't know……"

"I don't understand? Let me tell you, when you said that Patriarch Bodhi knocked Sun Houzi three times on the head, did you really tell him to go at midnight? Not necessarily. Maybe he told Sun Houzi to only wear the three-point style?" Jiang Sanjia shook his head and said, "But Sun Houzi went at three o'clock, this is sincerity. If Sun Houzi went at three o'clock in the afternoon, maybe Patriarch Bodhi would also teach him the magic..."

"I don't understand..." Nazar's eyes darkened.

"You don't understand. This is the traditional Chinese culture. If you want to understand China, you must read these traditional cultures. You see, the Bodhi Patriarch asked Sun Houzi to wear the three-point pose in the middle of the night to learn from him, which shows the atmosphere at that time. It’s not right, we have to rectify..." Seeing that Zar was still in a daze, Jiang Sanjia shook his head and said, "I have nothing to say to an old man like you..."

"I'm not an old man!" Nazar understood now, "Your name is racial discrimination! We Russians are no more hairy than other Europeans!"

"It doesn't matter, they are all European devils!" Jiang Sanjia said, "You are not worse than them, and they are not worse than you!"

"What the hell..." Old Maozi Nazar was completely confused, he grabbed Jiang Sanjia and said, "No, you can't use these racially discriminatory language anyway."

"Aren't you annoying? You're not an American, so why do you care about race? You're still being racially discriminated against all day long..." Jiang Sanjia said angrily.

"Anyway, you're wrong..." Nazar shook his head repeatedly, and pulled a player next to him as a foreign aid, "Ian, come and judge, is this racism?"

"Hmm..." Ian scratched his beard and said, "I'm Scottish, and racial discrimination is part of our culture. Are you discriminating against our culture? Russian idiots! By the way, the English It's a pig!"

Nazar was dumbfounded.

A small half of the members of this team are Americans, but it seems that the mainstream American culture does not occupy the mainstream here!

"Then... I want to discriminate against you too! You little Chinese skinny man!" Nazar flashed his biceps.

"Hey, you say I'm skinny? Come on, wrestle your wrists!" Jiang Sanjia jumped up immediately, "If you lose, you'll be a Russian old man. If I lose, you'll be a Chinese skinny monkey!"

"It's the little skinny man, not the little skinny monkey!" Nazar retorted very seriously.

"Okay, okay, up to you." Jiang Sanjia shook his wrist.

Five seconds later, Ian shrugged and stood up, saying, "I'll just say it, Russian idiot! No, old man!"

Nazar watched in disbelief as Jiang Sanjia easily pressed himself on the table, and said with wide eyes, "No, come again!"

"It's the same again, old man, let me tell you, no matter how hard this grandson monkey works, he can't turn up Wuzhi Mountain of the Tathagata Buddha. I am Wuzhi Mountain..."

Chen Wei looked at Jiang Sanjia and the others making a mess, and shook his head helplessly.

Chen Wei's personality is upright and serious, and the team members' feelings for him are mostly respect rather than intimacy, and Jiang Sanjia is basically doing the work of getting together.

In his team, there are people from various countries and races, each with their own habits and taboos.

Jiang Sanjia sometimes seemed reckless and excessive in doing things, but the effect was not bad.

However, the whole team obviously began to go down the third road. The topics these people talked about outside of handling the case were simply unbearable, and Chen Wei didn't know who to blame.

At this moment, all he could do was to yell with a straight face: "Go, go, make a scene, don't you see that there are still minors here?"

"Minor? Master, do you mean this kid?" Jiang Sanjia pulled Ayun out of the crowd, "This kid has already been dirty, okay? Congcong went out just now, master, don't worry..."

Jiang Sanjia said in his heart, won't you be dirty if you think your family is Congcong? I heard a lot of dirty jokes from your Cong Cong.

Detective Chen Da, who can see clearly, has things he can't see through.

Chen Wei sighed helplessly, and at this moment, his cell phone rang again.

Just as he was about to hang up, he heard a voice raised inside: "Mr. Chen, I have already arrived outside your door. I beg Mr. Chen to give me a chance to cooperate!"

Chen Wei hung up the phone again, and when the phone rang again, he got up and said, "I'll go out for a while."

When Jiang Sanjia and the others heard this, they quickly followed.

They knew that Chen Wei had been thinking about one thing during this period of time.

That is to keep this special joint team as a permanent institution.

The team was formed to hunt down Kalb, but Kalb wasn't the only transnational criminal.

Kalb is very cunning and powerful, but he is just a playboy after all. There are countless high-intelligence criminals in this world, who are more dangerous and terrifying than Kalb.

After leaving China, Chen Wei saw a whole new world. There are so many criminals waiting for him to catch in this world, and this group will be his most powerful weapon in safeguarding the law and justice.

And everyone in this team joined this team for the same goal.

To achieve this, he needs a lot of people to help, and the people of the CIA might not be able to use it to make some deals.

Moreover, to be honest, if he really wanted to capture Kalb, he would probably pay a very high price.

Everyone in the group was personally reviewed and accepted by him, and he was unwilling to suffer any casualties.

Instead of fighting alone, it is better to pass on the danger and risk to others. The CIA, which is eager to make merit, is obviously such a goal.

Ten minutes later, the two sides shook hands and said goodbye downstairs, looking happy.

Watching the CIA personnel leave, Jiang Sanjia asked Chen Wei, "Master, do we really want to share information with them?"

"Green bandits are not easy to deal with." Chen Wei shook his head, "If we really confronted each other and fought to the death with Karb, we would have no advantage. We should leave it to them to charge forward."

Two team members who had fought against the green bandits together with Chen Wei and Yang Ji nodded silently, feeling lingering fear.

"What did they say?" Jiang Sanjia asked Chen Haocong next to him.

Chen Haocong handed over the phone.

The picture and monitor sound transmitted by the Umbrella 7 satellite in the sky.

An agent asked Jess: "Sir, do we really want to share information with them?"

"If they find Kalb first, of course it will be shared."

"But if we found Kalb first, it would be hard to say hahahaha..."

Listening to Jess's smart voice, Chen Wei smiled wryly and shook his head.

It's a pity, after all, you don't know what kind of power you are facing.

You may think that spears and cannons are already the pinnacle of human force.

The power you are facing is the ultimate force of human beings, and it is called authority.

By Nan Ming's side, Chen Wei saw all kinds of permissions, and Chen Wei understood how terrible it was.

Moreover, the evil summoning permission is one of the most powerful and threatening permissions among the permissions.

Even Yang Ji, who has the authority to fear, has made a fool of himself.

There is only another authority that can fight against it.

And at this moment, whether it's the satellites in the sky, or their power, or his pickaxe, Ayun's nails, or even Chen Haocong's technology, isn't it a manifestation of Nanming's authority?

Nan Ming's authority, and Karb's authority, are finally going to face each other head-on. (To be continued.)