King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 598 572: Trust No One

'dic Officer Bird' swiftly took over as the doctor, and just as the poor doctor was about to suffocate, he made a hole in his throat and inserted a plastic tube, allowing him to breathe.

Watching the doctor's throat tear open, Joe Ga couldn't help but marvel at Madeline's ferocity.

Joe Ga had always heard about it, but now that he had witnessed it firsthand, he truly believed that people breathe with their lungs, not with their mouth and nose, and that one can breathe through a tube in their neck.

At this point, the airplane had to land, or else the poor doctor might suffer complications before the plane could land at Ramstein Military Base...

The English agent Isa in the seat ahead urgently summoned the pilots to land the aircraft at Venice Marco Polo International Airport and began to urgently contact the ground ambulance...

Watching Isa make several calls, then run over with concern to check on the doctor's condition, Joe Ga placed his hand on her butt when she stopped near him and bent over to inspect. He leaned in, pretending to be concerned and said, "He should be fine, our dic is pretty good. Maybe we should just head to the base, huh?"

Isa felt Joe Ga's groping hand. Her body tensed for a mont, and she gave an odd glance at 'Kitten' beside her before looking into Joe Ga's eyes, and said, "Sir, you have a companion..."

Joe Ga watched 'dic Officer Bird' stick a bug the size of a fingernail to the inside hem of Isa's clothes while her attention was on him. Suddenly realizing his faux pas, he raised his hands, sowhat sheepishly, and said, "If I say it wasn't on purpose, it would be quite hypocritical of ."

Spreading his hands, Joe Ga sincerely said, "I think we should grab a drink together soti. I liked the feel just now."

Isa didn't particularly mind Joe Ga's sudden lewd behavior. Her eyes swept back and forth between Joe Ga and 'Kitten,' before she forced a tight smile and said, "Sir, I'm not used to dating n who are with soone."

With that, Isa glanced at the doctor lying on the ground, her voice heavy as she said, "Now is not the ti to discuss this topic..."

Joe Ga sighed to himself, the saying "The finest hunters often disguise themselves as their prey" couldn't be more accurate.

Isa had played it extrely well, feigning desire but holding back...

It was no secret that Boss Joe had several lovers, and there were even tabloid rumors swirling about his affair with the Princess of Monaco.

The label of 'womanizer' fit Boss Joe perfectly.

'I'm not used to it' is not a refusal.

'Not now' suggests a later discussion could be possible.

Such psychologically suggestive phrasing serves as encouragent to a lascivious man.

Joe Ga, of course, wasn't naive enough to think Isa was trying to seduce him. With Monica's influence, Joe Ga had an innate ability to see through deliberate displays of flirtation.

So won act this way due to their personality, upbringing, needs, etc., but Isa was putting on a show, and it wasn't particularly heartfelt, which didn't match the persona of a skillful female agent. The only explanation was that she had sothing very important on her mind.

Interestingly enough, because most people were distracted by the unfortunate doctor, they failed to notice the ally's anomaly.

Although Boss Joe didn't know what Isa was up to, he was earnest about causing a disturbance.

There was sothing off with the English, and Boss Joe wanted to bring the problem to light...

As Isa squeezed out a painfully accommodating smile and turned to leave, Joe Ga, like a sleazy man on the prowl in a bar, slapped her butt, making a 'smack' sound...

Then Boss Joe wrapped his arm around 'Kitten' beside him and watched Isa's quivering backside with an annoying laugh.

Not until Isa had walked away did Joe Ga turn to 'Kitten,' who was buried in his chest, and whispered, "My clothes are bulletproof, so don't damage your teeth. We'll find you a different place to bite next ti."

'Kitten,' who had been 'suffering in silence', looked up at Joe Ga with a fierce glare...

Before she could speak, Joe Ga leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "That woman is trouble. 'dic Officer Bird' put a bug in her pocket, and I was distracting her.

From now on, you keep an eye on her..."

'Kitten' leaned forward sneakily to take a peek, then moved closer to Joe Ga's ear and whispered, "How does it feel?"

"How does what feel?"

Joe Ga looked into Kitten's eyes that had more white than brown and laughed out loud, slightly raising his voice as he said, "Well, it was just average, really!"

French Agent 'Fly' was coordinating the ground defense work for the aircraft's landing. Hearing Joe Ga's words, this guy sitting diagonally across from him and a few of his companions hissed at Joe in unison...

The Frenchn's response was kind of amusing. 'Fly,' a greasy, balding man in his forties, was also expressing his own dissatisfaction with Joe Ga's lack of manners.

Joe Ga didn't care about that; he took the Frenchn's reaction as a form of envy and jealousy.

You guys don't dare to touch Isa's ass, but you look down on a true man like who dares to act; no wonder you're nothing but serfs at France Internal Security.

Most of the agents on the scene didn't realize anything was wrong with Isa. Only Frester, who was responsible for moving Madeline back to her seat, felt sothing was off...

He bypassed the unlucky doctor gasping for air and went to Joe Ga's side. In a low voice at his ear, he said, "Sir, if we land in Venice, we won't be able to deploy enough security forces. I think you should make so preparations."

Joe Ga glanced at Frester and nodded slightly, "You take care of making sure Madeline is watched over; I'll handle the security.

"We won't get off the plane. Let the ambulance take away the doctor, and then we'll take off right away..."

Frester nodded and said, "That's the best approach. The security asures at Marco Polo Airport are not particularly impressive, and going into the terminal is not a good choice."

With that, Frester approached 'Fly' to convey his opinion, then returned to his seat and sat down.

This old CIA field hand had a lifeti of experience and vaguely sensed sothing was amiss, but because he always believed in England's stance, he thought no one would trouble an ally at this ti and so he overlooked the slightly abnormal behavior of Isa.

The matter of the four nuclear weapon detonators was still top secret. Joe Ga wanted to see what kind of tricks England might play. If he could catch them red-handed, that would be interesting.

However, things don't always develop as Joe Ga anticipates...

The aircraft slowly descended, following the control tower's directions to align its nose with the runway and begin its descent.

Just as the plane descended to about 500 ters above the ground, one of the engines on the business jet suddenly malfunctioned and began emitting black smoke...

The people on the plane quickly noticed the issue, with Isa, sitting at the front, leading a scream of alarm and then forcefully strapping herself in with her seatbelt.

At this mont, 'Fly' finally realized sothing was wrong. A malfunctioning engine wasn't fatal, but how could their party be this unlucky?

Feeling a certain degree of instability in the plane, which soon stabilized under the pilot's adjustnts as they continued towards the ground, Joe Ga, with his arms around Kitten's shoulders, turned back to look at Karman and Dorian sitting behind him and said in a grave voice, "Take all your luggage with you when you get off the plane..."

Dorian was taken aback for a mont and said, "Boss, do you think this is planned?"

Joe Ga shook his head, "I'm not sure, but from now on, we can't trust anyone!"

Saying this, Joe Ga glanced at the strangely expressive Frester, fell silent for a mont, and then said, "Frester is one of us!"

Frester was now incredibly touched. As a defector who hadn't made any real contributions, being included in the boss's protective circle felt great.

Especially compared to his previous boss, Harlotte, the current boss Joe made him feel a certain 'sense of belonging.'

Watching the glances from the P·B teammates, Frester didn't forget his CIA identity. He nodded in acknowledgnt to everyone and then addressed the two agents responsible for watching over Madeline, "In case of trouble, our job is to watch Madeline, and P·B will create an opening.

Rember, all P·B people are one of us!!"