The muzzle of Robin's hand drooped, he didn't expect that FBI Director Greider would personally lead people at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Grad and him do not have a deep personal relationship, and it can even be said that they don't like each other, and the current FBI head is a competitor to Robin, who served as deputy director of the CIA back then. Time has passed, Greid is in charge of the FBI, Robin has reached the peak of his life in the House of Representatives, and in front of the president, the two are still safe, but at this moment, Robin doesn't know what Greid is doing here, but it is certain that it must not be a good thing.

Soon, FBI agents discovered the underground vault and forcibly opened it.

Glade, who was wearing a black trench coat, took the lead into the secret room and smiled with satisfaction when he saw Robin sitting on the floor.

"You think we're hiding here, we won't find you?" Greid let out a sneer, "Take him away!"

The old opponent of the past, seeing that he will become a prisoner, Greid's heart is called happy.

"Don't move!" Seeing this equally grim face, Robin raised his gun and aimed it at Greid, "Who assigned you here?"

"Guess who?" Greider put his hands in his pockets and smiled darkly, "Robin, you made a big statement at the Lincoln Memorial, and Mr. Johnson was very dissatisfied with your actions, do you want to be stubborn or obedient?"

"Johnson......" Robin hesitated for a moment, and slowly put down his pistol, since it was the president who wanted to see him, maybe there was a glimmer of hope.

With a wicked smile on his face, Greid finally won in front of his old opponent, and decades of open and secret battles were not in vain.

"Please, my old friend. Greid's yin and yang weirdness flashed out of the way.

Two FBI agents stepped forward and pointed their guns at Robin.

The group walked out of the secret room and into the courtyard of the villa, and at this moment, there was a loud bang!

"Lie down!" Greid leaped forward with a head, and the entire villa was destroyed in a sea of fire in an instant!

The bomb almost killed all of them, but fortunately there was only a dozen seconds of error in time. However, two agents did not escape and were seriously injured by the air wave generated by the explosion.

"Fake! Who did this? Isn't it you!" Greid angrily grabbed Robin by the collar and hated to eat him raw!

Robin grinned, and suddenly let out a loud laugh, laughing breathlessly, causing Greid to feel a panic inexplicably.

"Talk, what are you laughing at!"

A weird smile appeared on Robin's face, "The fox is finished, what's the use of asking you as a hunter?"

Greid's hand grasping his collar slowly loosened, and he still understood the simple truth of the bird hiding the bow and the rabbit dead and the dog cooking, could it be- all this is just a trap?

On the road in front of the house, several pitch-black figures appeared.

"Prepare for battle!" Greid pulled out his pistol and shouted to the rest of the FBI members, preemptively finding a lamppost for cover.

As the figures approached, one of them shouted, "Grede, it's me, Donald!"

"Donald?" Greid's face was full of suspicion, why was he?

Even if the FBI and

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