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Chapter 18 Contact

Looking at the rifle in the middle-aged man's hand, Wang Wuyin was really confused. Just from the posture of holding the gun, he knew that although the man in front of him could shoot, he was definitely a rookie.

If he was not injured and could move freely, he would not be afraid of people like him in front of him, even if there were a hundred guns surrounding him. But at this moment, it was difficult for him to even stand up. The black muzzle of the gun was really hard on him.

Deterrence.

It would be really funny if I tried my best to return to the earth, but if I was accidentally told that my life was ended by a bullet worth a few cents here.

"Otherwise..." Wang Wuyin looked at Lao Huang with a sincere look on his face, "I will tell you a phone number. I won't call you. You go and call. After the call is made, you tell them that I am here and damaged your phone number."

If you ask them to compensate you for your stuff, there should be no problem!"

"Haha, don't think I'm a fool!" Lao Huang looked like a veteran, "I've seen this kind of plot on TV too many times. When I call here, my address can be easily found on the other side of the phone.

, and then someone will rush over right away, what’s the difference between this and you going to fight?”

"You seem to think I'm a bad person?"

"I don't know if he's a bad guy or not. Anyway, I don't think a normal person would fall out of a plane and make such a big hole in the roof of my house. I just run a supermarket here. I don't want to cause trouble.

If you don’t want to bear these inexplicable losses, you have to give me an explanation..." Old Huang said, and patted the Winchester M7O rifle in his hand, "Did you see this guy?

, this is not a vegetarian, I just used this guy to kill a few robbers..."

"Does China have a consulate general in Los Angeles?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Of course Lao Huang knows about the Consulate General of China in Los Angeles. There are no Chinese in Los Angeles who don’t know it. Lao Huang himself has been to the Consulate General more than once. The address of the Consulate General is near Shatto Place, or even

He clearly remembered the switchboard number of the Consulate General, 1-213-8078088.

"You call the consulate, tell them I am here, and ask the consulate to notify my friends. There should be no problem. There is no way the consulate will join me in lying to you!"

Upon hearing Wang Wuyuan's words, Lao Huang was stunned. For these Chinese living overseas, the importance of the Chinese consulate in their hearts is extraordinary. In the words of several older generation Chinese whom Lao Huang knew.

He said that the motherland's consulates are "very prestigious" overseas. Even in the United States, they can still cover up the situation when encountering trouble.

After carefully looking at Wang Wuyuan's angular face again, Old Huang suddenly thought of something, the expression on his face changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you... working for the country? This time

Are you coming to the United States on a mission?"

"That's right!" Wang Wuyin nodded.

"Then tell me, what do you want me to tell the consulate?"

"369, 3711, 2441, 3368..." Wang Wuyuan said a series of numbers.

"What, 369, 37, what are these numbers?" Old Huang looked confused.

"You don't have to worry about what this means. After you call the Consulate General, just ask the operator to write down these numbers and report them!"

This string of numbers is the emergency contact code for Red Dragon employees overseas. As long as you call any Chinese embassy or consulate abroad and tell these numbers, Red Dragon will know who is in trouble, even if the phone is monitored.

, the eavesdropper cannot decipher these numbers even if they hear them.

After asking twice carefully and writing down the numbers Wang Wuyin said and what to say on the phone, Huang took out his mobile phone and dialed the switchboard of the Chinese Consulate General in Los Angeles directly in front of Wang Wuyin.

Telephone.



Although it was midnight, there was still someone on duty at the switchboard of the Chinese Consulate General in Los Angeles. However, after it rang twice, a man immediately picked up the phone, "Hello, hello, this is the Chinese Consulate General in Los Angeles."

Consulate General in Los Angeles, how can I help you?”

"Well, I have a person here. He asked me to call you and say that you know him?" Lao Huang was talking on the phone while looking at Wang Wuyin. At this time, he was still a little doubtful, and the gun in his hand was only

He didn't put it down completely, but held it with one hand.

"Oh, what's that person's name?"

"What's your name?" Lao Huang asked Wang Wuyin directly.

"Just tell them the number..." Wang Wuyin said.

"He said, you write down the numbers I want to say, and then report it to the top. The people above will know about it, and they will proactively call me back on this mobile phone..."

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became serious, "Okay, what is the number?"

"369,3711,2441,3368..."

"I repeat, it is 369, 3711, 2441, 3368..."

"Well, yes!"

"Okay, I've written it down. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"there is none left!"

After hanging up the phone, Lao Huang looked at Wang Wuyin with surprise on his face and hesitated for a moment, "Ah, you are right, they really didn't ask me where I am now?"

"Your mobile phone is not safe and may be monitored at any time. Of course they won't ask on the switchboard!"

"Are you really doing... for the country?"

Wang Wuyin just smiled, neither admitting nor denying. Lao Huang licked his lips and looked at Wang Wuyin's body again, "This...I have safflower oil, gauze and plaster here, this...you

If you need it, I'll get it for you..."

"No, I just need to take a rest..." Wang Wuyin raised his head, looking at the sky with flashing aurora outside the big hole in the roof, and frowned, "By the way, what happened in the sky that day?"

thing?"

"Don't you know?"

"I was in a special situation just now and didn't pay attention..."

"The aurora appeared in the evening. It was visible to the entire North American continent. It's really a ghost. No one knows how the aurora appeared in the sky. Just now, the TV news said that the Pentagon and NASA were doing some experiments, and

They say that solar flares are active, but I don’t think they are reliable. The Americans are just telling lies. The world is so chaotic now, and everything has come out..." Lao Huang said while shaking his head.

Calculating the time and looking at the weird light in the sky, Wang Wuyin suddenly felt something in his heart. The time when the aurora appeared should have happened to be the time when he had an accident during the space teleportation. Could it be that the aurora appeared because of the original medicine?

Is that...
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