"Why are you four here?"

Wang Ruhu closed the door, and with a slight sound, the sleepy black man Tori woke up suddenly. Seeing the figure coming in, it was like seeing a relative. He quickly got up to meet him, almost crying.

"Master Wang, you are finally back. These four are so fucking able to talk about. From noon to afternoon, and then to it getting dark, I have never seen such a Chinese man who can talk about it."

"See now?" Wang Ruhu gave the Keys to his hand, walked around the sofa and sat in front, took a cup of tea and poured it into his mouth, and then sat down, "Why are the four of you back?"

The four people there also stood up, and sat down again as the tall figure lays his hands straight. Wang Ying looked at the other three brothers, stroked his knees, and thought for a while.

"It was Inspector Fred, Chicago who released us."

Next to him, Zhang Xiao nodded in agreement: "It's true. We told him some truths and talked openly about the current situation, moved them with emotion and reason, so that he could understand the importance and forward-looking nature of the current situation..."

Bang!

The slap on the coffee table made four cups of tea splash out on the table. Wang Ruhu narrowed his eyes, like a tiger roaring, and squeezed out from his throat: "Tell me the point!"

Zhang Xiao shut up and quietly pushed Wang Ying with his elbow. The latter squeezed out a smile, "Actually, it's not as serious as Zhang Xiao said. Just save the car and protect the handsome guy. We have four of us taken over everything, so we will guarantee you to stay in Anchorton. As a result, this afternoon, Inspector Fred inexplicably released the four of us. Oh, by the way, how are you doing there?"

"I've been fired."

Wang Ruhu said self-deprecatingly, no one was talking around, especially the four people on the other side staring at him, and just told them everything that happened there, then went to the refrigerator to get a can of beer and opened it and simmered it.

"It's probably that. The woman didn't know what method she used, couldn't find my information, and was unwilling to leave me, a person of unknown origin, with me, so she came back. The device was now transferred from Cia's people to Warehouse No. 4. You have to protect it later and you can go there."

The four frowned, "You won't go?"

Wang Ruhu shook his head, and his tall body sat on the single sofa like an old bear. He groaned in a squeak. He looked at the coffee table and smiled, "I won't go. Just ask your colleagues in Chicago for help. I think it's time to go to other places. After all, I'm leaving this city before you come."

As he said that, he raised the beer can and reached over the coffee table, "Come on, I wish you all the best in your next task."

Over there, Wang Ying, Ma Jun, Zhang Xiao, and Zhao Sa's faces were mostly hesitant. Look at me, I see you, you didn't mean to get a teacup. After a while, Wang Ying pursed her lips, nodded, and raised the teacup in front of her, "Well, this is the business of the four of us. I am grateful for your help to do this, and we can't force it anymore."

After saying that, his eyes swept over the three people on both sides. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, then raised their glasses and the beer cans, each taking a sip. Tori, who was watching next to him, held a can of beer and looked around, "Do I need to raise my glasses together?"

However, no one paid attention to him.

Wang Ying and the other two put down their teacup and said goodbye to Wang Ruhu, then stood up and left, and went out of the room. Ma Jun seemed to have been holding it in for a long time, and walked behind and gestured: "What should I do? He doesn't help us, do we really want us to do it ourselves?"

"It's our own task. Others have already fulfilled their compatriots to do this." Wang Ying thought thoroughly, but like Zhang Xiao, Zhao Sa was a little angry. He knocked on the stairs and said angrily: "If you don't help, you won't help anyone!" "That's right, I haven't seen anything from the four of me? The storms and waves have come, and I'm still afraid of a few foreigners?"

"Why would you like to find Uncle Long? Let him help me to see if I can find a few colleagues in Chicago to help."

"Well, there's no loss of a solution."

The yelling words outside disappeared downstairs. Wang Ruhu ignored Tori, who was asking questions, drank the beer in one breath, got up and returned to the room, lying on the bed with his clothes, looking at the two duffel bags placed on the low cabinet at the bedside, and then looking at the dim street lights outside the window and the dense stars in the night sky in the distance.

He didn't blame what a woman did in the car during the day, but instead felt that she was doing the right thing. If it were him, he would probably not have left anyone with him without any information.

It is the woman's back and forth mentality and expression switching that makes it difficult for him to figure out.

The curtains float in the wind, and the night is filled with noise.

.........

The four people hurriedly left the O block and took a bus to Chinatown. They found Long Xingzheng, who was squatting behind the guardrail of the low building opposite, peeping at the woman's life with a telescope.

He pushed and shoved into the house and spoke openly about his thoughts to the old man. The next second, Uncle Long scolded him. The old man opened the shrine and pointed at the spiritual seats on it.

"They all went to complete their mission by themselves. Although they failed in the end, they deserved the saying "Excellent!" If they asked someone else to help you, if they died, who would complete their mission? All their efforts were wasted?! You four failed!"

Looking at the four people who were scolded, they limped over and pointed to the door next to them.

"roll!"

In an instant, Wang Ying and the other two came out in disgrace, went downstairs, wandering on the street. After a long time, the phone rang and Uncle Long's voice came from inside.

"If you need any help, call me then, I will find a way."

The four of them put away their phones, and finally felt a little relaxed on their faces. They decided to take advantage of the night to find Warehouse No. 4 first and monitor it, at least not so passive in the future.

Time slowly pushed to midnight, and the ancient bell tower rang.

A private warehouse located in the southern suburbs, where cars were parked one after another. Smith took several CIA members to patrol the warehouse. With his experience, he marked the location of the monitor and the post on the parallel diagram of the warehouse.

Soon, someone came over and said something in his ear. He raised his eyes and looked outside. In the dark night, a pair of headlights drove along the road and showed their ID at the guard. Smith said to the communicator, "Let him in." Afterwards, the car from afar stopped nearby. Fred closed the car door and walked up with two uniformed policemen with a smile.

"Director Smith, I took the case so quickly, and why didn't we notify us?"

Smith handed the parallel map to his subordinates. As soon as the person left, he turned his face and smiled at the detective.

"That's the FBI rule, and Cia doesn't need it."

Fred took off his gloves and walked to the side of the two of them, looking at the busy warehouse, "Is that right? It seems Director Smith misunderstood. I'm not here to be a bad guy, but there's one thing I need to tell you."

"What?"

"There are a group of people who will come to grab the energy device, so you have to be careful."

"The Inspector knows a lot."

"Haha, it's a pity that my news is not as good as the director."

"hehe."

"Oh, by the way, where is Dr. Natalie?"

"Inside, but she doesn't have time to see you, Chief Inspector."

In the words of the two of them fighting each other, the dim lights of the gate, flying insects flapped their wings and hit the street lights. In the nearby pavilion, three Cia agents were drinking coffee, looking at the illuminated surveillance screens, chatting and joking.

Outside in the night.

A man named Dawns stood on the roof of several overlapping scrap cars with his hands behind his back. He was tall and his clothes were blowing in the night wind, like a god of war.

Who said I can't compare to him...

After this mission, I will prove everything... My strength is enough to squeeze into Shengqi and occupy that person's position!

In the distant warehouse in the field of vision, busy figures come and go, and mechanical sounds are faintly coming.
Chapter completed!