"Thank you, Mr. Chairman. It's almost ti, but I'm not feeling too well. Be careful yourself as well. Try not to have any physical contact with anyone to prevent poisoning. Of course, don't worry too much; if I can defeat Jackson once or twice, I can defeat him three tis." Luo Zheng advised, exuding imnse confidence.
"Such sharpness is a good thing. Let's go." The chairman smiled slightly, seemingly unconcerned about his safety, and strode outside with the dominant aura of a leader from a major country.
Under the escort of the host country's guards, the team left the residential area. With Ghost Hand, Snow Leopard, and Mountain Eagle guarding the villa, Luo Zheng wasn't worried about anyone infiltrating their residence to cause trouble. The exterior security was handled by the host country's guards, and the internal defense had a team of Zhongnanhai bodyguards, so there was no concern about any overt attacks; only secret plots needed to be guarded against.
Secret plots were what troubled Luo Zheng; he could only pin his hopes on Hong ihua, who was very familiar with such tactics. Accompanied by the chairman, Hong ihua vigilantly observed everyone around them. As they arrived at the Congress Building, the leaders and high-ranking officials from various countries went upstairs for the summit, while others remained downstairs. Hong ihua was the accompanying translator, Lan Xue was the assistant, and Lan Xing was the secretary responsible for taking minutes. They accompanied the chairman to the venue, while Luo Zheng and the Zhongnanhai bodyguards waited outside. The sa protocol was followed by other countries as well, with unauthorized personnel barred from entry and security handled by the host country.
At the entrance of the Congress Building, Luo Zheng stood nearby, observing the building's structure and the surrounding terrain. The Zhongnanhai bodyguards also vigilantly watched the environnt. At that mont, Luo Zheng noticed the arrival of the Sam Country delegation. The president led the relevant personnel inside, others waiting at the entrance, while Jackson approached with a smile.
Luo Zheng calmly looked at Jackson, secretly sneering, and walked up to him. Jackson enthusiastically called out, "Old friend, long ti no see. How have you been?" as he opened his arms, seemingly wanting to embrace Luo Zheng, his loud voice attracting the attention of everyone around.
"Who are you? Are you talking to ?" Luo Zheng's expression changed as he coldly replied, throwing Jackson's words back without any courtesy. His eyes flashed with vigilance as he glanced at Jackson's hands, wondering if this vicious guy would use the opportunity for poisoning.
In such settings, every word and action represents a nation; one must not act impulsively or emotionally. Pretending not to recognize Jackson was the best way to refuse without seeming rude. Jackson was rebuffed by Luo Zheng's words and, feigning displeasure, asked, "Old friend, is this how you treat a friend?"
The Zhongnanhai bodyguard captain gave Luo Zheng a look, received a signal from him, and then approached Jackson, saying, "Who are you, and what business do you have with our people?"
"Uh? Never mind, I mistook you for soone else." Jackson's expression changed when others intervened; he calmly stated, giving Luo Zheng a aningful look before turning and leaving.
Luo Zheng wasn't afraid of Jackson but didn't want unnecessary complications. Although they were locked in a deadly struggle, it was all done in secret; it must not be brought to light, or it will affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries. The team leader watched Jackson leave, then approached Luo Zheng and whispered, "That guy was also wearing a ring, possibly another concealed weapon. I've seen soone poisoned by such a weapon, with the toxin taking hours to manifest, and no direct evidence of death."
"Really? That's seriously dangerous. You're well-versed in defense; your knowledge of these things is extensive. Be vigilant and report any issues to imdiately." Luo Zheng casually said, internally becoming cautious. Could Jackson have intended to poison him through that attempted hug? No wonder his earlier smile was so sinister.
"Should we take the initiative to attack?" the team leader whispered.
"What do you suggest?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.
"If they use poison, so can we. There's Wutou Grass growing around where we're staying. This herb is used for treating wind-cold dampness, joint pain, paralysis, convulsions, migraines, abdominal cold pain, among others. It's a potent herb, but it's also highly toxic. If distilled into a liquid and applied to the skin, it can cause death within minutes unless neutralized with ether and rinsed with alcohol to preserve life." The team leader said softly.
"Uh? You sure know a lot about this stuff?" Luo Zheng smiled.
"Training includes both poisoning and antidotes. All the brothers understand this well, in case of a sudden poisoning event; it's useful for tily handling." The team leader whispered.
"That makes sense. You guys secretly prepare so; decide whether to use it based on conditions. It's always better to be prepared. The open terrain here isn't conducive for snipers to hide, so there's less worry about murderers. However, there's a forest over there, about eight hundred ters away. Across from there is a high-rise building, about fourteen hundred ters away. We must remain vigilant." Luo Zheng whispered.
"There are guards patrolling the forest, so no worries there. The building is fourteen hundred ters away. Are there snipers capable of that range?" the team leader asked softly, surprised.
"I'm not sure about other places, but the military must have so. Today's visibility is very high, and the humidity and wind are suitable for sniping. Don't forget, our opponent is a nation, perhaps even several. Finding such snipers isn't difficult." Luo Zheng said with a solemn face, involuntarily glancing at the high-rise building opposite.
Just then, Steve approached with a sullen face. The team leader wisely stepped aside, and Steve addressed Luo Zheng in a low voice, "Finally found a clue, but when we arrived, the other side had already fled. Clearly, they were prepared in advance. Without capturing my wife and subordinates, we can't prove this matter has nothing to do with us. It's frustrating."
"My country and I believe in you. You only need to be accountable for the dead by mistake and their nation. There's sothing I need your help with." Luo Zheng whispered, his gaze tightly fixed on the distant high-rise building.
"That's our landmark building, the clock tower. Tell , what is it?" Steve asked curiously.
Luo Zheng also saw the minute hand on the large clock at the peak pointing to twelve, precisely three o'clock in the afternoon. He curiously asked, "Does it chi?"
"Of course, it does hourly. It's one of the city's sceneries." Steve looked at Luo Zheng curiously.
"Dong!" With a dull sound, the clock began chiming, and Luo Zheng curiously watched the clock. Suddenly, he felt the danger of being targeted by a sniper. Before he could react, his eyes seed to see a scorching bullet whizzing by, very unreal. Startled, he instinctively lunged toward Steve.
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