Highway 3 Massachusetts is a very ordinary state highway in Brighton, built to connect the Harvard campus to downtown Brighton.

At the same time, Brighton was also an industrial city in the past, and the pollution was particularly serious, so the location of Harvard was also based on the health of students, and it was chosen in Cambridge, more than ten kilometers west of Harvard, and it was for this reason that there was a relatively remote section from Brighton to Harvard.

Zhou Ming's car was driving on this section of the road, Zhou Ming and lawyer Allen were in the car, they did not go back to the garden restaurant after leaving the FBI branch building, after all, such an incident happened, even if Zhou Ming had nothing to do, no one was in the mood to eat anymore, so Zhou Ming drove back, but when Zhou Ming was leaving, Allen also followed.

Looking at the fewer and fewer houses around, Zhou Ming said to Allen: "Lawyer Allen, in fact, I will send you back to the law firm directly, you don't have to take me as a free ride." ”

Allen said: "Mr. Zhou Ming, this is not true, first of all, I have some matters to discuss with you carefully, and I will also go back to my home in Cambridge today, and the office has nothing important today, so I will take your car by the way, or is Mr. Zhou Ming so stingy? I know that you have an old saying in China called unloading the mill and killing the donkey, could it be that I will become the donkey?"

"But we Chinese never say that we are donkeys," Zhou Ming said with a smile, "and it's not that I'm stingy, I'm worried about what dangers will happen on this road." ”

"Dangerous?" Alan was very surprised, "I don't understand what you mean, Mr. Zhou Ming? Although this road is a little remote, it is not a black gathering area, is there any accident? Mr. Zhou Ming, you often walk from here." ”

"It used to be like that, but today it's different. ”

Zhou Ming sighed with emotion, and the reality was like he was going to testify to him, when Zhou Ming just finished speaking, Zhang Lin, the bodyguard who was driving in front, immediately turned around and said: "Mr. Zhou Ming, the road ahead has been blocked." ”

With Zhang Lin's words, Zhou Ming and Allen looked up and saw several cars parked in the middle of the road as a roadblock in front of them, several white people leading a group of black people to stand or sit in the car, and a black man standing in front of Zhang Lin's car to stop.

This situation and Zhou Ming's words just now made Alan nervous: "Mr. Zhou Ming, what's going on?

Zhou Ming shook his head and said, "I don't know any news, I just thought that Councillor Brooke wouldn't let us go so simply, that's all." ”

"So Mr. Zhou Ming, are you saying that this is Congressman Brooke sent to us?" Alan said incredulously, "What is he going to do? Doesn't he know that he is a senior senator in Massachusetts? How can he do this? This is a very serious crime, I will definitely report it to the Congress, I will expose his crime, he is not worthy of being this senator!"

Alan said and took out the camera to shoot at the barricade in front of him, but in the face of Allen's behavior, Zhou Ming smiled: "What is a senator? is nothing more than a powerful person, a capitalist who realizes his power in this way, as for the exposure, I think Mr. Brooke is not worried, because there is no way to expose a few dead people." ”

Alan felt cold all over: "Mr. Zhou Ming, did you say that Councilor Brooke will kill us?"

Zhou Ming shrugged his shoulders senselessly: "I don't know, but I think this is the worst outcome." ”

"Then let's rush over quickly, we must not let them have any chance to hurt us!" Alan said excitedly.

In the face of Allen's excitement, Zhou Ming did not answer directly, but glanced at him and asked, "Mr. Allen, are you scared?"

Alan looked at Zhou Ming a little inexplicably, he didn't understand what Zhou Ming was thinking at all, shouldn't he be afraid at this time? No matter whether he thought that Brooke would do this in advance, but now these are all vicious bandits in front of him, he can see the guns pinned to their waists, and know that their target is likely to be himself, how can he not be afraid?

Zhou Ming smiled at Allen, and then asked him, "Lawyer Allen, have you ever heard of the term King of Soldiers?"

"I have heard that it is the elite of the elite in the army, not only proficient in firearms, but also very good in melee combat, with an extremely keen sense of smell on the battlefield, often a person can defeat ten times or even a hundred times the number of enemies, is the king of the king, is the object of all soldiers look up. Alan said, "But Mr. Zhou Ming, why did you suddenly ask me this question at this time?"

"Because of my bodyguard, he is our Chinese soldier king. Zhou Ming told him.

Alan was shocked, his head couldn't accept such a huge message at all, he subconsciously looked forward, only to see the silent Chinese man turn around and smile at him, although Zhang Lin's smile was just a smile of goodwill, but it still made Alan feel a chilling aura, as if in front of him was not a person, but a god of war with a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right, and his whole body was burning with a raging flame.

"So Mr. Zhou Ming, what do you mean?" asked Allen, uncertain.

"Surround the enemy and defeat the enemy, by the way, catch another one alive and come back, and ask who the mastermind behind the scenes is, if it is Mr. Brooke, he will die, right?" Zhou Ming said.

"Crazy, Mr. Zhou Ming, your idea is definitely a crazy idea!" Allen said, "The other party has so many people and so many guns, and your bodyguard is only one person, it is difficult for him to have a chance of winning, and the soldier king I just said is just a metaphor...... Don't stop!"

Just as Allen was speaking, their car gradually stopped, and Allen immediately screamed, but Zhou Ming asked him to calm down a little, and asked Zhang Lin: "Our American lawyer is worried about your safety, and there are indeed many people in front, how can there be a problem?"

"Absolutely. ”

Zhang Lin replied very confidently, then took out a bunch of parts from under the seat and quickly assembled them into a gun, opened the safe, and then took out a few magazines and pinned them to his waist and walked out of the car.

As the car door slammed shut, Allen's heart trembled violently, but he also knew at this time that it was useless to say anything, so he could only keep his eyes on Zhang Lin and pray in his heart. When Zhou Ming saw him like this, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder to signal that he was relieved.

In front of the car, I don't know what Zhang Lin said to the white man who led the other side, and suddenly I saw the black people who were still sitting in the car on the opposite side all stood up, and all of them pointed their guns at Zhang Lin.

This made Allen's heart rise to his throat, and even though the guns were not pointed at him, he still felt that the air in the car was frozen in an instant at this moment.

......

Old Brooke was sitting in the garden dining room when the gun had been drawn on Highway 3, and across from him sat a very strong white man, who had a scar on his face that ran from the corner of his left eye to the corner of his right mouth, and slanted his face like a meat centipede, splitting the whole face in half, and looked very terrifying.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Brooke, for your hospitality, I honestly wanted to come to this garden restaurant a long time ago, but the damn waiter never let me in, and today thanks to you. Scarface said to Old Brooke.

Old Brooke waved his hand, and then said something completely irrelevant: "Mr. Cole, do you know what? Now where we are eating, an hour ago, is a group of yellow-skinned Chinese eating. ”

Although the other party's words were completely unclear, Scarface, named Cole, still replied: "I think it must be a grand animal show, you know that those Chinese do not understand etiquette, in their eyes only food and money, just like farmers who came out of the bottom of a gold mine, so Mr. Brooke, did you drive them away and then invite me to come?"

"That's true but it's not like that, Mr. Cole was invited by me, but I didn't drive them away, they couldn't afford to spend here themselves. ”

Old Brooke then turned around and said, "But this doesn't matter, what matters now is Mr. Cole, can your people catch or kill that damn Chinese?"

"If he hadn't had more than 10 special forces around him, then I think this would have been a good deal. Scarface replied, "I'm completely sure of that, because my brothers have fought hard with me on the battlefields of Southeast Asia, and they are all mercenaries who have actually seen blood." ”

Old Brooke nodded and said, "This reassures me, maybe I should have chosen Mr. Cole's gang earlier, because then I can get rid of that Chinese's troubles earlier." ”

"Or be able to catch a little more Chinese back, especially women," Scarface said, "Mr. Brooke, you may not know, some yellow-skinned ladies are very cool to do, they are cowardly obedient, but what I miss more is that when you stab them with a knife and stab them underneath with your gun, the kind of tightness and the screams of the yellow-skinned women are simply heavenly enjoyment!"

Old Brooke licked his lips with a sinister smile and said, "Is there still such a way to play?" Mr. Cole is really good, so it seems that after dealing with this yellow-skinned monkey, I will torture the yellow-skinned girls under his hands again, but this kind of behavior will not provoke the FBI, right? You know that I am a senior senator in Massachusetts, and there are some things that must not be touched. ”

"Of course, my confidential job is CIA-grade!" Scarface said, "if only Mr. Brooke could give my company better treatment." ”

Old Brooke held out his hand to Scarface, "Deal." ”

Scarface's cell phone rang, and Scarface took it out and said to Old Brooke, "It seems that my brothers have already won it, and they are opening champagne to celebrate." ”

But Scarface's smile immediately froze at this point, and was replaced by an incomparable horror, because what was said on the other side of the phone was: "Mission fiasco!"