The expression of the Head of CIA’s European Branch turned ugly. He had given Xia Lei a minute to consider dropping the weapon and to surrender but Xia Lei had only given him 30 seconds to think about it, or he would commit suicide. His orders were to capture Xia Lei alive, not bring his corpse back.

This operation was akin to going back in time to capture da Vinci or Einstein, only to bring their dead bodies to the present time — What would be the point of that?

If Xia Lei were to die here, it would be a disastrous blow to the AE Research Centre. This would also be a tremendous loss for the United States.

These were all factors which Sean needed to consider.

“No—” yelled Long Bing at Xia Lei. “Go! I don’t want you to save me!”

Tang Yuyan suddenly turned and landed a kick on a CIA agent. Her hands were bound by cable ties, but her skill with her legs was not affected. Her kick landed heavily, and the CIA agent fell to the ground. He would probably have been sent flying if he had the build of an Asian. A man of at least 120 kilograms had been kicked to the ground...