The sun shines on the top of the mountain, and the birds that stay on the top of the holly tree spread their wings, bathe in the morning light, then fly high, and under the wings of the soaring, the sign with the letter "hollywood" stands on the top of the mountain.

Far away, the white winding sightseeing road below, tourists take cameras to their relatives or friends to rely on distant mountains as the background, which is the most representative symbol of Hollywood.

Yelu Hongyu was wearing a short-sleeved red sleeve with Chinese heart printed on it, holding up two fingers and making a gesture of y. After the "click" shutter sound, she trotted back, took the camera from Yu Huatian's hand, and looked through the photos she had just taken.

"It's not bad. I'll send it to Xiao Chenzi when I go back, so who told him not to come?"

Next to him, Yu Huatian, wearing a white shirt and jeans, stroked a strand of hair on his forehead, and smiled with a thin lips: "That's Qiansui, let him stay in China."

"That's because he won't fight!" Hongyu curled her lips, slid her fingertips, deleted a few unsightly photos, then raised her face and swept over the tourists coming and going around, "Hey, where are my master and Cao Shaoqing?"

"Maybe I've gone ahead. Although it's free to move, it's better to keep up."

"Um."

The two of them accelerated their pace and squeezed past the tourists in front and extended forward along the sightseeing path below. Bai Ning and Cao Shaoqing moved forward one by one, one by one, half a step forward, looking at the scenery of foreign lands around them, and chatting while walking.

"Qiansui, that crow is in a bit weird now."

"You feel it too?"

Bai Ning collided with a strong white man who was passing by. The latter stumbled and almost fell to the ground. He took action to pull the other party's back at will, pulling the person straight without leaving any trace. The strong man touched his head and stood there in a daze, not knowing what had happened.

The person who bumped him had already crossed over, and his voice continued: "The external evil entered his body, his expression was restless. It seems that nothing happened now. It should have just come back and temporarily suppressed him when he saw his lover and friend. After a long time, his emotions will still be repeated. With his current strange ability, I am afraid no one can suppress it by then."

"No, even a thousand years old?"

"It's hard to say that I'm not afraid of Xia Yi at all, but his abilities are complex and changeable. If you really fight, it's very tricky." Bai Ning looked at the heads that were crowded in front of him, and there was no slight appreciation of the Hollywood scenery in his eyes.

His tone paused, "........he is not bad inside, and I don't want to really fight with the other party."

Cao Shaoqing, who was half a step away, nodded, "It's true..." and then stopped, turned the topic away, and whispered: "That person who is C and A has been monitoring us all the time. We can't buy air tickets or boat tickets. What are their ideas?"

Bai Ning's eyes passed through the gap between the crowd and swept through the rest chair on the roadside. A white man was reading a newspaper. "The idea? It's just dragging it, but if you can't cut the mess quickly, these people will suffer in silence."

"Thousands of years means Xia Yi?" Cao Shaoqing pointed out the key points thoughtfully.

"If Xia Yi hadn't taken the man from another world and let the nuclear bomb hit the target, the battle might not have been over. Whether Xia Yi was selfish or righteous, as long as he did not die, there would be no big stains or handles caught by others, he would have stood at the highest point of morality, and there would definitely be a solution on the commuter bureau... Maybe he was already starting to take action."

Bai Ning stopped, stood in front of the guardrail of the aisle, looked at the far mountain, and waved his hand: "Okay, wait for the news with peace of mind. You can learn from that guy Gao En. Enjoy what you should enjoy. Don't have a deep grudge all day long. Go and have a look with Hongyu and Huatian."

"Gao Eun? I can't learn it..."

Cao Shaoqing smiled, looked at Hongyu and Yu Huatian who were talking from behind, and went up to meet him, leaving some pictures of playing around together.

As for the fat man named Gao En mentioned, he was standing in front of a nightclub with Pan Feng, who was two laps fatter than him, and Zhao Dezhu, who was standing in front of a nightclub on Sunset Avenue in Hollywood.

"Why don't we let us in? Who stipulates that nightclubs cannot be opened during the day? Do you know who my father is? Do you know who is behind me? Believe it or not, wait a moment, I will call a group of brothers to blow up your dog's head!!"

"I'm sorry, three gentlemen, we are not open during the day. Please wait till night before coming over." The black security guard stood at the door, but Zhao Dezhu and the other two on the other side couldn't understand what he said.

"What the hell is saying, do you understand?" Pan Feng rolled up his sleeves, "Just push through. Thinking back then, before the Sishui Pass, if I hadn't had a stomachache, I would have..."

Yu Guangzhong, on the commercial street, Lu Bu was walking through the crowd with big and small shopping bags, and went to another store, like his wife and daughter buying some gifts.

On this side, Zhao Dezhu was waiting for him to write down and poked it with his hand: "Old Pan, what can you do? Keep talking."

Pan Feng held the duckbill hat on his head, looked solemn, and thrust up his chest: "......I can even walk around the city, aren't you very brave?"

"cut!"

Gao En pointed a finger at him, then took out a stack of money, swayed in front of the black security guard, but the reply he received was still refused.

After a moment, the three of them squatted on the street, looking at the women passing by.

A pair of long legs under the short skirt walked past his eyes. Gao En wiped the corner of his mouth and sucked in his mouth: "I thought back then, I had whatever I wanted, and Xiao Mimi had as much as she wanted, until she met a bearded monk... Alas... Wait, look over there, look over there, her legs...."

"What are these foreign slaves so rare? How can they compare with me Chinese women?!" Pan Feng sat on the ground, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and swept around with contempt. At this time, Gao En's "Look at the other side, look over there, so long legs..." sounded, and suddenly turned his head, "Where is where? Hiss... It's really not like an ordinary thing!"

Only Zhao Dezhu, who was among the two, supported his chin, "You should come to that kid Ma Bang, you must be able to chat with you. I might as well be with Lao Yi and Xiaoyu."

The answer to him was Gao En and Pan Feng in unison: "Light bulb."

Sunset Avenue is just a commercial street with shops, palm trees on both sides are stroking in the wind, and vehicles are densely packed in the middle.

On both sides of the street are mostly fashionable clothing stores, restaurants, coffee shops, ice cream shops... etc., and the people are spread out one after another, and the flow is intertwined, with a large number of tourists from all over the world.

Among the tourists who were shopping, two figures had just come out of an ice cream shop. The woman held a long ice cream in one hand and held a man's arm in the other, revealing a pair of dimples. She handed the ice cream in her hand from time to time.

"Brother Yi, let's have a taste."

The walking man reflected the window of the shop. He lowered his head and took a bite on the ice cream he handed it to, and smiled and said, "The one you chose tastes good, but I ate so much after just a while. Do you think you are Guo Manyuan, so be careful of diarrhea."

"I'm not afraid."

Jiang Yu held Xia Yi's arm, pressed his face against it, smiled and looked up at the man's side face: "With you here, I only tasted a little, I can't finish it, have you eaten all of it? Be careful that you will have diarrhea if you go back."

After the words stopped, Xiaoyu suddenly said, "By the way, should I buy something for Miss Sakai and Sister Zhou to go back? She was injured and recuperating, and Keiko was taking care of her again, so she didn't have the chance to come out."

"Sit up front, you can pick something when the time comes."

"Hehe...you're going to spend money."

Xia Yi pinched her face, "You don't know, your man is very rich. Look at the person pretending to be a statue over there, he is always looking at us."

"Watch us do what?"

"'Protect'... Your man is already rich and needs white people to 'protect'."

"Do you think I'm still so stupid, it must be the disguise of that Cia." Jiang Yu leaned against the man, not afraid, and even waved at the other party with ice cream, and then whispered: "Is this a provocation?"

"Not count..." Xia Yi stepped on a floor tiles with his toes, and a piece of fragment that popped up flew over and hit the sculpting artist's leg. With a "Ouch" sound, he fell down. The next second, several men in black rushed out of the darkness and looked over nervously. After touching his waist with his hands, he saw that nothing had happened, so he quietly retreated.

Xia Yi hugged the woman, followed the previous words and continued, "...this is the case."

"Brother Yi is good or bad..."

The two were immersed in this golden morning light and continued to stroll around the street. In the distance, in other directions, Xu Chu and Dian Wei stood in a long street with star patterns. In front of the China Theater, they looked at the rows of hand and footprints and names on the ground, "Does Americans like to do this?"

"Lao Dian, let's leave some meaning, so that after we go back, Hua Xiong and Lao Zhao, they think we have never been here."

The two men looked around and the tourists who came and went to see took off their shoes and stepped on a pair of huge footprints on the ground, and all the stone chips squeezed out.

Soon, someone picked up his cell phone and called the police.

The dog girl pulled Ma Bang, and the four of them walked around for a morning with more and more things in their hands, but the coins in their pockets were still missing. The six of them ate from nearby beverage shops to high-end restaurants, and then to various luxury shops. The wine-crazy arms, shoulders, and necks were covered with bags.

Guo Manyuan was holding Chicago cheese in her mouth, her cheeks were still chewing, her eyes were already glaring, her arms were raised, her fingertips were shaking, and she pointed to a retro restaurant in front, swallowing food hard, and looked pitifully at the five people behind her sweaty heads.

"I still want to eat...I'm not full..."

The God of Wealth was weak and didn't get up in one breath and sat directly on the ground.

The sky is long and gradually tilting. When the neon lights of the city climb up the night sky at night, people scattered everywhere gather in the open-air theater, watching the opera performed on the stage, drinking maniacs who have been tired for a day or can't even see it, Dian Wei, Xu Chu is drowsy, Chameleon, and God of Wealth see it with relish.

Soon, the grand fireworks shot into the night sky, and the couple looked into the sky, and Xia Yi hugged Jiang Yu and leaned against each other, and the brilliant fireworks and different colors of light passed by her eyes.

"I really want to be like this every day." The woman whispered in her arms.

Xia Yi said 'um', and there were colorful fireworks in her eyes.

**********

"All day, they did nothing?!"

On the same night, an official named David in the Los Angeles branch of Cia smashed a stack of collected information on his desk.

The two agents of Cia on the opposite side shrank their necks, and one of them said, "Yes, these Chinese people seemed to have never thought of leaving. Except for those who stayed in the apartment, everyone else was playing in Hollywood, picking up girls, watching dramas, eating delicious food, and not asking for help."

David swept over his subordinates' face, his eyes then stayed on the information, leaning against him, lowering his voice: "I don't believe it..."

Just as he spoke, the office door knocked and he said, "Come in."

A CIA communication intelligence officer walked in quickly and handed over a piece of information. David unfolded the paper, took a look and folded it up again. He had a headache and rubbed his forehead with his hands.

On the folded paper was a striking passage titled "Our heroes are not dead, but are under house arrest."

It was translated into various languages ​​on the Internet and spread widely on the Internet. The first place to appear was naturally China. Even if David was a pig, he could guess who it was.
Chapter completed!