Chapter 1361 Winning over

Bryce: "What God do I believe in? I only believe in myself. The reason why everyone can survive this time is entirely because we did not give up."

Bryce is a staunch non-believer.

"Well, no matter what, we all survived!"

Seeing that Bryce and Serge were about to quarrel, McCall quickly waved his hand and got out of the car, motioning for Bryce to get out of the car as well.

The two got out of the car and didn't wait long before the convoy from the desert prison arrived.

"Look, look at this embarrassed figure. Who would have thought that a few years ago, he was the ace of the Secret Service."

The motorcade stopped not far ahead, and then an old man wearing a suit and sunglasses, although his face was wrinkled, but still very imposing, walked over.

But as soon as the old man opened his mouth, he laughed at McCall, who looked very embarrassed.

"I said when did the prison guards become so enthusiastic? It turned out to be you. Thanks to your help this time, Anonymous."

McCall heard the man in black's ridicule, but did not fight back. On the contrary, he thanked the man directly.

"Yo yo yo! Stop and tell me who you are first."

However, after hearing McCall's thanks, the man in black acted as if he was facing a formidable enemy. When he said this, the man next to him was dressed exactly like the old man and also wore a pair of glasses, but he looked much younger.

The man was so nervous that he drew his pistol and aimed it here.

McCall: "Come, Anonymous, there is no need to make such a fuss."

McCall couldn't help but look helpless at the old man's bad taste.

Old man: "No, I think it is necessary to confirm the identity, because the Bob I know will never admit defeat to others. He is always omnipotent and thinks he is the most powerful. And I also think he thinks that

There is nothing wrong with that.”

But regarding McCall's helplessness, the old man looked serious.

He looked carefully, seriously, up and down, and even wanted to circle around and look at McCall.

McCall: "Okay, okay, Peter, if you dare to spin around, I will grab your balls hard and crush them until they burst."

Seeing the attitude of the old man in black, McCall could only helplessly shake his head, and then spoke with the attitude he had used in communicating with the other party before.

Old man: "Huh - the identity has been confirmed successfully. It seems that he is still the McCall I know."

When the old man in black heard McCall's familiar warning words, a smile appeared on his face.

"But it's a pity that your threats are useless to me now. They were useless to me three years ago."

McCall:

The old man in black named Peter is naturally McCall's old friend.

The two have known each other for many years, but a few years ago, McCall got tired of working in the Secret Service, so he chose to fake his own death to escape, and cut off all contact with his old friends.

This reunion after a long separation has special meaning for both of them.

McCall: "Which idol group brought this here? It looks very majestic."

However, McCall had no intention of just standing there and reminiscing with the Nameless One. Instead, he turned to look at the young man in black who had been pointing a pistol at him.

After hearing McCall's praise for him, he belatedly realized that what the old man in black said about confirming his identity was just a joke. The young man in black now put away his pistol, then took off his sunglasses, revealing his appearance.

, and then raised his head to act like a male model.

"This is my new assistant. You know, the most important thing for old men like us is to give up our position, and before giving up our position, we must also use all these years of experience that are most likely to be useless.

Pass it on."

The old man in black obviously had some opinions about his assistant.

However, this handsome young man with a very good figure seemed not to understand the true meaning of some of the old man's unsaid words.

He looked at McCall at this time and said seriously:

"Agent Bob, Mr. Anonymous and I all have the authority to pardon you for your previous crimes, but if you want to be pardoned by us, you must cooperate with our next actions."

After hearing what the other party said, McCall looked at the old man speechlessly: "What you, an intern, said is true. Tell me, what conditions do I need to accept to get a chance to be pardoned?"

Anonymous Peter: "Hahaha, if you are willing to come and work with me, of course I will be very happy. The leader of this organization originally wanted you, but you refused. In fact, this industry is much better than you imagined."

"No matter what you do, you will not be recorded. As long as you don't get killed, you will not be prosecuted for anything. There is no identity, not even a name, no community number, only a code name, Anonymous. Think about it,

What a great experience this is.”

Peter, who calls himself Anonymous, does not know whether he is sincere or not, but at least on the surface, he is very eager to invite McCall to join his team.

"Sorry!" McCall shook his head directly at what Anonymous said.

"Peter, you know me. I never accept private deals, and I don't need a so-called pardon. If the authorities really think there is something wrong with what I do, then I can handle it myself."

Anonymous Peter: "Yes, this is the attitude. This is the Bob I know. Oh, I heard that your name is McCall now. This name sounds much better than Bob."

When McCall refused, Jane Doe Peter was not too surprised.

"Then I can only wish you good luck in the trial. Take the person to jail first. Hey, why are you getting one plus one?"

He directly ended his chat with McCall, and then looked in the direction of Bryce.

While they were chatting, Bryce had already unloaded Pushkin and Serge from the car.

When the nameless Peter saw the two targets who were tightly bound, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After all, the task he received at the beginning was something that only Pushkin could handle.

"You should think about your old friend Susan."

But when the anonymous Peter wanted to end the previous topic, his partner, the young man in black, had no intention of stopping there.

On the contrary, judging from his current attitude, it is obvious that he is very confident in his ability to persuade McCall.

"Even if you don't want to serve the country, you should still consider Susan. As far as we know, when you faked your death to escape, it was Susan who signed to confirm that the body belonged to you."

"Now we have every reason to suspect that she was the one who provided cover for you back then."

When the young man in black said these words, he felt very proud.

However, he did not notice that the anonymous Peter, who had his back turned to this side and was looking at Pushkin and Serge, had a smile on his face as if he had successfully stolen a chicken: "You said the wrong thing, kid."

After hearing the words of the young man in black, McCall's already dark face turned even darker.

Then McCall walked towards the other party without saying a word.

"What are you doing"

When the young man in black saw McCall walking toward him, his first reaction was to reach for his gun.

Click——

But before he could raise his pistol, McCall raised his hand and took his pistol into his own hand.

The young black man still wanted to make a move, but then McCall held down his shoulder with one hand and used the other hand to exert force easily. Then with a slight sweep of his foot, the other man lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.

The next second, McCall stepped on the neck of the young man in black.

Click——

McCall loaded his pistol and pointed it at the opponent: "Are you threatening me?"

"Wow! Wow! I haven't seen you for a few years, but your skills are still so good."

After McCall took action, the anonymous Peter waved to the surrounding prison guards not to act rashly, and walked up to the two of them.

"He's still using the tricks he learned from the textbook. Let him go, McCall. He hasn't even figured out the rules yet. Why do you need to get angry with him? Besides, you don't want to have your own charges brought against him.

One more thing to get rid of, I don't want to be a witness."

Anonymous Peter tried to persuade McCall while looking at the young man trying to struggle but unable to move underground.

"Anyway, nice to meet you, Peter."

McCall was very proud of Peter Doe. He directly gave the gun he snatched from the young man in black to John Doe, then patted the other man on the shoulder, and then walked towards the motorcade.

"Thank you for your cooperation in class."

Anonymous Peter smiled and took the pistol, and then did not forget to thank McCall.

"Remember the first rule of work. Only by knowing yourself can you know your enemy. I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, it seems that you messed it up."

After thanking him, Anonymous Peter began to educate his assistant again.

"Now, let me show you the correct way."

The last sentence revealed that the anonymous Peter obviously wanted to do something with McCall.

The young man in black was pinned down in the desert by McCall just now, and he was naturally very embarrassed. However, after he got up, there was not much resentment on his face, but a bit of expectation.

It was obvious that he had been prepared for what he had just encountered.

Berlin.

After Dominic snatched the electromagnetic pulse weapon from Johnson's car, he drove the car directly to the airport.

Here, a large plane is waiting.
To be continued...