When she met McCall's calm eyes, the girl looked away guiltily. She obviously had no confidence in whether she could succeed.

"Okay, see you later, Jack!"

At this time, the girl stood up, adjusted her clothes, and deliberately pulled her low-cut jacket out again to expose her protruding parts.

Then she said goodbye to McCall, and with the last words, she called the restaurant owner.

While shouting, she put the meal money on the bar.

"More, honey."

The restaurant owner was obviously very familiar with the girl. When he heard the girl calling him, he did not come out to pay the bill, but said goodbye to her.

"Hey, I hope you can tell me what happened to that fish next time we meet?"

The girl walked to the door, turned around again and looked at McCall, who had lowered his head to read a book, and made an agreement with him.

"Of course, no problem!"

McCall nodded and agreed to this small request without hesitation.

Then he watched the girl walk towards a car that had been parked on the side of the road.

Seeing this scene, he frowned slightly, but quickly lowered his head again in relief.

Of course he knew what the car or the people in the car did, but the girl walked over by herself, and he always respected their respective lives. Besides, the two of them had no reason for each other, so he had no reason to interfere with each other.

As for the agreement with the girl, McCall thought it would be over soon at first, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

But things happened beyond his expectation, so he was never able to complete it.

It's not that he didn't have time to read. In fact, that night, McCall stayed up late to read the rest of the book because of this small commitment.

But since that night, the girl never appeared again.

This meant that even if McCall knew the fate of the fish, he had no way of informing the other party of the fate.

Of course, in fact, McCall also knew that the girl must have known what was going on, and it made no difference whether he said it or not.

But McCall always felt very sorry in his heart.

It's not that he fell in love with the girl, it's just that he was always worried about not being able to fulfill the agreement.

On this day, McCall came to the restaurant as usual.

"I heard that she was in the intensive care unit of Natsume Hospital and someone beat her up."

Jack, the owner of the restaurant, gave McCall some news that was not too surprising.

Natsume Hospital Intensive Care Unit.

"I knew you could do it, cough cough cough."

Not long after Warren had just completed surgery, he was ambushed last time in Dubai. A bullet penetrated his body armor and entered his lung. Fortunately, his life was saved.

At this time, when he received the chip from Zhang Pin, he was not very energetic at first, but he sat up excitedly.

"Be careful, your health is in danger."

Zhang Pin was here to see a patient, so naturally his emotional intelligence was on the line, so he paid special attention to the patient.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, I'm so excited, so excited."

On the contrary, Warren ignored Sir Zhang's concerns.

The reason why he asked Zhang Pin for help before, regardless of his face, was because he was worried that he wouldn't be able to get the chip back this time.

Facts have proved that he was right to ask for help. Although he was lying on the hospital bed during the riot in Luojishan, he actually had first-hand information about what happened that night.

When he first learned that his opponent had come over with an armed helicopter, Warren had given up all hope of getting the chip back.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Pin gave him another surprise. Not only did the other party successfully take down the helicopter, they also got the chip back before the Luojishan helicopter team.

"Don't worry, the credit for this operation will definitely not be lost to you. I will apply to the superiors at that time and try to help you get a merit medal."

Although Warren had previously thought about leaving Zhang Pin and doing the task alone, now that Zhang Pin was helping him, he was very successful.

"Well, just watch and do it. I'm not very interested in this thing."

Zhang Pin really has no interest in America's medal. In the end, America's capital is king, money is the most important, and everything else is empty.

Medals sound nice, but as long as you think about the tragic experiences of World War II veterans, you will know that America certainly does not hesitate to praise the so-called heroes when needed, but it is just praise.

When these heroes encounter difficulties, they often have no recourse and may even be suppressed.

"Don't underestimate the medal. For us, if you can really get the medal, it will be considered a pardon."

Warren saw that Sir Zhang was not interested in the medal, so he reminded him aloud.

For ordinary people, medals are naturally just the icing on the cake, merely representing a period of glory.

But for powerful people like them, if this thing is properly operated, it can be used as an exemption order.

There are so many great commanders in America who did a lot of fucked up things when they were in office, but they were able to escape unscathed. The most fundamental reason is that they made themselves safe enough within the rules.

"That's it, that's pretty good."

Sir Zhang immediately became enthusiastic when he heard that this thing worked.
Chapter completed!