Chapter 225: Chips and Demands
Anna’s reaction caused Mountain Eagle’s mood to rise another notch...
However, when he entered Room 1108 and saw Blood Fox covered in bloodstains, and Snowden, who looked shaken, that good mood quickly faded away.
is the ambassador suite of the Four Seasons Hotel, about 120 square meters in size, featuring a bedroom, a spacious reception room, and a balcony that overlooks the entire Kremlin.
Butcher and Pirate sat next to the bar cabinet in the living room, with rifles resting by their feet.
The wounded Post Box lay on a long sofa, sound asleep.
Pigeon sat on the balcony lounge chair, staring down at the street.
Blood Fox, who clearly couldn’t use one arm very well, sat on a sofa with a smile, huddling in a corner of the reception room, dirtied like Mi Lu, holding Vodka and drinking merrily.
The otherwise frail Snowden embraced a computer, sitting on a single sofa. On seeing Mountain Eagle enter, he immediately stood up, his face filled with relief from a narrow escape.
Mountain Eagle had met Snowden only once before. He turned to look at Anna and Selena, who seemed a bit embarrassed, and spreading his hands, he asked, "What happened?"
After a series of bloody fights, and having gained the upper hand, Mountain Eagle spoke with an inherent authority...
Anna, still appearing submissive, didn’t speak. Selena, with an embarrassed expression, said, "It’s my fault. The lawyer named Schneider insisted on being discharged and contacted Mr. Snowden through Assange this afternoon, then..."