King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

The Department of Homeland Security's Bayar arrived quickly...

He brought several DHS agents, taking a helicopter from the New Jersey Farm to Howard's manor.

There's only one road outside Howard's manor, and the county police on Long Island had it completely blocked off.

On his way there, Bayar had an urgent communication with the New York police, and after he landed, two helicopters that had been circling over the manor dropped down two teams of 12 SWAT members, who took over the manor's security from the 12 SWAT that had been released.

Bayar had only known about Joe Ga's deeds from reports, which due to the handlers involved, were somewhat glamorized.

Seeing the scene now, even someone as impassive as Bayar was a bit overwhelmed.

There were 12 security guards killed in the manor, 18 captured, and the bodies of 6 Black Mafia gunmen inside.

Adding the 42 bodies lying in ambush on the road outside, the bodies at the Russian Gang Nightclub, and the Black Mafia boss' home, nearly a hundred people had died in New York in the past 8 hours.

What kind of concept is the loss of a hundred lives?

Many countries can't lose that many people even in a small-scale war!

Iraq, in the entirety of yesterday, did not have as many deaths due to armed conflicts.

If this gets out, even the guys in the White House can't handle it!

Bayar had contacted his superiors; his original purpose here was to question Joe Ga and, if necessary, call off the partnership, letting P·B take on the fallout.

But after entering the manor, Bayar found that things weren't as bad as he had imagined.

The bodies had been cleared, and the manor's servants had cleaned up the blood on the ground.

The guests, who had been extremely agitated over the emergency calls, seemed alright now—there was none of the expected tense atmosphere...

When Bayar entered the manor, he saw Joe Ga taking photos with some women and even cheerfully promoting Princess Amina's charity foundation, with people endorsing it to the side.

The atmosphere was very odd; Bayar felt that if it weren't for the recent deaths making drinking inappropriate, Joe Ga could've had a drink with everyone there.

The said-to-be kidnapped Lady Monica was surrounded by a group of younger men and women.

They gasped as she recounted her experiences.

A few quite handsome young men even rolled up their sleeves, angrily declaring that they would seek justice for Lady Monica.

Only a few people at the scene seemed deeply shocked; they gathered in the lounge area, with Joe Ga's bodyguard Elephant holding a cross and a small Bible, soothing a girl crying on his lap...

Facing this situation, Bayar felt the whole world was off-kilter!

He repressed his curiosity and led his team over to Joe Ga.

Noticing a beautiful woman tugging softly at Joe Ga's palm while seeking a photo together, Bayar forced a slight smile and said to Joe Ga, "Sir, where are the terrorists?"

Joe Ga pointed upstairs and said, "Second floor study. I've got some important leads, and if you're not reassured, you can go up and check for yourself."

Bayar frowned, sending a few subordinates upstairs, and then after conveying his apologies with a smile to the ladies waiting for photos, he pulled Joe Ga aside and asked, "What are you really up to?"

Joe Ga spread his hands, laughing, "You've seen it, I'm maintaining the unity of police and citizens, to prevent these guests from troubling you.

To be honest, both DHS and the NYPD should write me a letter of thanks.

I think our contract has entered a new phase; 500 thousand is a bit too little!"

Bayar, astounded by Joe Ga's words, replied, "You've completed your own business, and now you complain that the amount of our contract is too low?

Hu Lang, that's not how things work..."

Saying this, Bayar suddenly realized Joe Ga had diverted his attention to the contract, frowned, and asked, "Are there really leads?"

Joe Ga laughed heartily, "Of course, but I've cut off the leads..."

"Why?" Bayar asked angrily.

Ga patted his arm and explained, "Because once the leads are sorted out, neither of us could handle it, especially you, and even your higher-ups.

Buddy, I don't know you well, but I'm aware of the pressure Major General Maguire is under.

The leads on Harlotte once out, would bring down a lot of people."

Bayar felt a chill run down his back and, pulling Joe Ga aside into a corner, anxiously whispered, "Are you implying someone in the upper echelons of America has been collaborating with ISIS?"

Joe Ga nodded, "According to Harlotte's confession, indeed!

He told me the origin of the dirty bomb is Niger, and I'm sure at that time there were high-level American figures working with ISIS, and they've caused a lot of trouble for France.

Harlotte said he knew who helped ISIS refine the dirty bomb materials, but unfortunately, my men interrogated too harshly, and he didn't survive."

"FUCK!"

Bayar, staring at the relaxed Joe Ga and angry, said, "Why not keep him alive? If he knew so much, he might have led us to the key…"