A black Ford van was heading south along Park Street. The slightly dull sound of car motors is driving away the last traces of sleepiness of Manhattan residents.

Stripe's original name was Julian Hittel, who came to the United States from Japan at the age of 15. Relying on the U.S. program to help the orphans of soldiers abroad, he became a U.S. citizen and entered high school.

Later, with his outstanding academic performance, he entered the Virginia Military Academy. During his time at the school, his grades in tactics and weapons courses were outstanding.

After graduating from the Virginia Military Academy, Slane entered the S.H.I.E.L.D. and received systematic agent training.

However, unlike many agents, Striated married a Japanese-American girl shortly after graduating. Then, they had two more children. It is precisely because of his family ties that Xu has never gone overseas to carry out a mission, and has been working in the intelligence department of the S.H.I.E.L.D. to analyze the affairs of the report.

In terms of body type, although he is a mixed American and Japanese race, he is only about 175 cm tall, which makes Sprint not look as strong as many big guys.

Wearing a suit and tie to work every day makes him look like a standard office collar worker. However, his classmates at the Virginia Military Academy knew that this guy was a master fighter.

Striated's wife is a yoga instructor. Although she was born and raised in the United States, she retains some of the characteristics of a Japanese woman.

For example, every day when Striated goes out to work, I help him tie it and watch him drive away at the door of the house. Then, drive two more children to school. When Hengwen came back from work, he would put the bath water for him, make an exquisite dinner, and the family would sit around the table to eat together.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is a standard good wife and mother.

At the moment, Stria is driving a Ford commercial vehicle. A burly white man sitting in the passenger seat. Another black man, who was not tall but exceptionally athletic, sat in the back seat. On the empty seat next to it was a coded suitcase.

Both men are members of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Operations Division. Perhaps due to the long-term performance of various tasks, both of them seem to reveal a murderous aura.

Although Strane and the two have worked together many times before, they have only provided intelligence support for the two. Today, for the first time, he was directly involved in the operation with the two of them.

The first time he was directly involved in the action, an expression of excitement and nervousness appeared on his striated face from time to time.

"Julian, this is an ordinary operation. The higher-ups have already agreed with the Clober family, and we're just here to run errands. I said, "Are you so excited?" said the white man in the passenger seat.

"Michael, this is a trivial task for you. However, it was my first time on a mission, and it was a completely different experience from hiding in the house and sending information. Do you think I can not be nervous and excited?" replied as Stria gestured excitedly with one hand.

The black man sitting in the back row couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he saw this scene.

"Martin, what are you laughing at? Isn't it funny? I guess the first time you acted, it wasn't any better. Seeing the black man laughing, Striated pretended to be annoyed and scolded him.

"Hey, buddy, you're behaving normally, totally exceeding our expectations. You know, I fart when I'm nervous. On my first mission, my partner fainted before I could get there. ”

Martin stifled a smile and continued, "Still, if you're still nervous, don't feel embarrassed to let your fart out. Michael and I are quite resistant, you don't have to worry about stunning us and having no one to trade with you. ”

"Seriously, Julian, I didn't expect that this time we would act together. The white man named Michael said, "Did you ask for it yourself?"

"Oh my God, why do you think that? Hengwen said, but he guessed in his heart that this guy wanted to learn from himself about the intention of the above arrangement.

Stran also wanted to get something out of the other party's mouth, so he continued half-truthfully:

"Hayden's lady said that what kind of map was traded, and it was in Japanese, so that I could verify the authenticity when trading. Isn't that fucking bullshit? I know Japanese, but if I know Japanese, do I have to identify maps?

"I don't see it, you kid still knows how to identify maps, and you're still a compound talent!" Before Michael could say anything, the black man named Martin said first, "I guess Hayden, this slut is trying to train you." I'm optimistic about you, come on!"

Hearing this guy say this, Hengwen directly gave Qi Le, and laughed at himself: "That's, our buddy is a genius." ”

A few days ago, according to the instructions of his boss, Hengwen deliberately sent the information about the treasure map back to the intelligence investigation office of the Black Dragon Society in Japan, and was rewarded by the Black Dragon Society.

He was then instructed to be directly involved in the transaction and take the opportunity to sneak back to Japan to act as the eye of S.H.I.E.L.D. in the Black Dragon Society.

Horizontal Stripe is convinced that neither of them knows their identities.

What makes Hengwen wonder is why he must find an opportunity to kill these two guys after the trade is over?

He believed that the Black Dragon Society would not doubt his identity. Moreover, even if the two of them were killed, doing so would not make the Black Dragon believe in himself even more.

Thinking of this, Hengwen asked, "Michael, you are mainly operating in South Korea, and Martin is mainly acting in India, how did you get together today?"

He didn't know that these two were also double agents, and they had long been plotted against by relevant organizations in South Korea and India.

Michael and Martin have been rewarded handsomely after spreading the news about the treasure map to organizations in South Korea and India.

Moreover, if they can help Koreans or Indians obtain treasure maps, they can make a lot of money if they can participate in this operation.

So, the two of them are happy to be involved in this matter. It's just that they don't know that they may die soon.

Michael replied, "It was arranged by this guy Laurin." But it's not a bad thing, it's much safer than going on a mission abroad, isn't it?"

Striated sneered in his heart, and said in his heart: "What a fucking two pig heads, they are all dying, and they are still here to scream." ”

He could almost conclude now that these two guys must have done something bad for S.H.I.E.L.D. and had become targets for purge.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is going to borrow its own hands to clean up the portal.

Suddenly, the communication tool in Michael's pocket rang. As the leader of the three-member interim team, he had the only means of communication in his custody and reported directly to Headquarters.

He pressed the button, and Laurin's voice came from inside: "Change the location of the transaction, immediately turn around and rush to the Montbelle Bar at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and Chuck Street." ”

Before Michael could speak, a busy signal came from the other side of the phone.

He put away his communication tools and said to the stripes, "Turn around immediately, and change the place of trading to the Montbelle Bar at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and Chuck Street." ”

Hearing this, Striated immediately quickly turned the front of the car. During the gear shift, he imperceptibly pressed a hidden button on the joystick.

Then, he pretended to be casual and said, "Do you think it's strange that if this transaction is really important, why do you only send three of us to trade, at least a few more?" ”

"Didn't you tell you just now? Regarding the transaction, the above has already communicated with the Klober family, we are just here to run errands. Moreover, this is in New York, and it is a deal with local gangs, so they don't dare to make any moths. Michael said, pretending to check the weapon, took out the pistol under his armpit, opened it and examined it.

Unbeknownst to Stripe and Martin, Michael quietly opened the miniature signal transmitter hidden in the holster as he pulled out his gun.

Martin, who was sitting in the back seat, frowned slightly after hearing the order to change the trading address. A feeling of unease welled up in his heart.

He quickly sorted out what had happened today in his mind, and found nothing wrong. However, he had a vague feeling that something bad was going to happen today.

This feeling of uneasiness made him very uncomfortable. He always trusted his instincts.

Michael, who was sitting in the front row, seemed to notice Martin's strange appearance and asked, "Hey, man, I said what's wrong with you, shouldn't you be nervous about farting, haha..."

Michael's laughter brought Martin back to his senses in an instant. He tightened his belt and said to Michael, "Isn't it said that this is a simple errand task, why do you have to change the fucking place?" ”

Although he felt that something was wrong, he activated the signal transmitter hidden inside the belt buckle. In any case, he took the money of the Indians, and he had a handle in their hands, and he could only send a signal according to their demands.

"Looks like this guy has found some clues. "I'm afraid he'll be wary next." When it's time to make a move, you have to kill him first. ”

The three men with their own thoughts fell silent at the same time, and the carriage fell silent.

Ford commercial vehicles, in the endless flow of traffic, shuttle quickly.

A plane flying from Singapore to Tokyo, Japan, slowly lands at Narita International Airport.

In the cabin, a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties woke up the two children who were sleeping next to her and began to prepare to get off the plane.

Probably due to the long continuous flight, although the two children slept once, they still looked tired.

A male passenger across the aisle stood up from his seat. He opened the luggage rack above the heads of the mother and son, and pulled a small box out with all his might. Apparently, he wanted to take his luggage.

Suddenly, a silver stainless steel thermos cup fell off the luggage rack.

The man hurriedly took it with his hand, but he didn't grab the cup. After touching the man's hand, the cup changed direction and smashed straight at the head of the little girl sitting in the middle seat.

The man suddenly became in a hurry, and the hand that had been holding the box also let go, trying to grab the cup with both hands.

Unexpectedly, the box also fell from the luggage rack and smashed on his head, causing him to stagger back a step.

In the midst of the lightning, the beautiful woman stretched out her right hand like lightning and firmly grasped the cup that had been smashed at the little girl.

Suddenly, as if she realized something, she let go of her hand, and the cup fell on the seat next to her. I saw her clasping her hands in front of her chest, and said with some fear: "It's really lucky, fortunately I didn't hit it." ”

The man who was picking up the luggage was touching his head, which was a little hurt by the box, and kept saying to the woman: "I'm sorry, ma'am! ”

"It's okay!" the woman replied politely, reaching out again to pick up the cup that had fallen on the seat, and handing it to the man who was still apologizing.

As a result of this hiccup, there was already a long queue in the aisle of the cabin for passengers ready to disembark. The man took the cup, dragged the box from the floor, and hurried towards the hatch.

The scene just now fell into the eyes of a middle-aged man sitting in the back rows. A faint sneer began to appear at the corner of his mouth.