"This is not the place to talk, wait until I get to my place of residence, and then explain it to Mr. Xie in detail. The middle-aged man said politely.

Xie Wendong shrugged, noncommittal, and said leisurely: "Mr. Chris, please lead the way." ”

When the four of them got out of the alley, Chris stopped a taxi and asked the driver to drive north.

After twenty minutes, the car stopped in front of an ordinary small hotel, got out of the car, Xie Wendong raised his eyes and looked around, although this place is not closed, but it is far away from the bustle, he asked: "You live here?"

Chris laughed and asked, "Where does Mr. Xie think I should live?"

Xie Wendong said indifferently: "Consulate." ”

Chris shook his head, "That's so eye-catching." With that, he led the way into the hotel.

The hotel is not big, both the exterior and the interior are very common. The boss sitting in the doorway was a middle-aged man in his forties, dry and thin, with thick, black-rimmed eyes, thinning hair, and a sallow complexion, looking sickly. After Chris and the girl Yashi came closer, the sickly middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he was about to stand up, and then, when he saw Xie Wendong and Jiang Sen, he immediately sat down again, flipping through the magazine casually, but his wary eyes never left the two of them.

Jiang Sen's heart moved, he used his body to block the sight of the sickly middle-aged man, and said in a low voice: "Brother Dong, this hotel owner seems to be on the same path with Chris. ”

The sickly middle-aged man's vigilant expression, how could he hide it from Xie Wendong, he narrowed his eyes, smiled faintly, and said, "I know, don't worry about him." ”

Through the conversation with Chris, it is not difficult to see that he came to China to carry out an important and secret mission, his tracks should be hidden, and the place where he lived must not be sloppy, coupled with the abnormal behavior of this sick middle-aged man, it is likely that he is a spy of the United States Ancha in China, and judging from the years in the hotel, he is still a long-dormant spy agent.

The United States has money, and China has always had no shortage of people who can betray their ancestors for money, so there are not a few people who appear to be Chinese on the surface, but in fact secretly sell intelligence to the United States and propagate anti-China remarks.

Chris didn't notice Xie Wendong and Jiang Sen's whispering, and when he walked to the staircase, he stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Xie, I live on the second floor." ”

Xie Wendong smiled and said nothing, waved his hand, and motioned for him to lead the way.

What Chris was afraid of was that Xie Wendong was on guard, and seeing that his expression was not unusual, he stopped being polite and went upstairs boldly with confidence.

When he arrived in the corridor on the second floor, Chris opened the door of a room at the back end, and Xie Wendong and Jiang Sen had just walked in, when several figures suddenly flashed left and right, and the muzzles of four black holes were pressed against the heads of the two of them.

Xie Wendong calmly looked at the four big men on the left and right, all foreigners, with deep facial features, but no characteristics, in his eyes, the appearance of foreigners was similar, but the four cold pistols made him very uncomfortable. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chris, asking, "Mr. Chris, what do you mean by that?"

Chris laughed and said, "Mr. Xie should understand, we must be careful in what we do." With that, he nodded to the four.

Two of the big men put away their guns, came to Xie Wendong and Jiang Sen respectively, and reached out to touch their waists. There is no need to speak, anyone can see that the other party is going to be searched. Xie Wendong didn't react, but Jiang Sen couldn't help it. The latter shook his head, knocked the muzzle of the gun against his sun, and then quickly lowered his body and pressed his elbow against the lower abdomen of the big man.

He used enough strength on this elbow, let alone a person, even a wooden board could be crushed. Hearing only the sound of fluttering, the big man with the gun snorted and bent down, shook twice, and fell to the ground, his eyes rolled and he was unconscious.

He was directly beaten by Jiang Sen's elbow and made a "stomach coma". The big man who was going to search his body was shocked, and hurriedly took out the gun he had just picked up, duizhun Jiang Sen's head, before he could speak, Jiang Sen shot like lightning, grabbed the other party's wrist with the gun, raised it violently, and then, the head slammed forward with all his strength.

Jiang Sen was short, and when his head hit forward, his body jumped upward, even so, his Heavenly Spirit Gai still only hit the bridge of the opponent's nose, but this was enough for the big man to bear.

The big man was bleeding from his nose and mouth, tears almost flowed out of his eyes, his body staggered back again and again, and the pistol was also snatched away by Jiang Sen.

Jiang Sen took the big man's gun, swept it in his hand, sneered, and Chris, who had been hanging in the room with the muzzle of the gun, said with a cold face: "Boy, if you want to fight, Lao Tzu will accompany you to the end!"

Chris was shocked, looked at Jiang Sen, and then looked at Xie Wendong, who was at ease, and asked in shock and coldness: "Mr. Xie, are you ...... What do you mean by that?"

Xie Wendong smiled and flicked the muzzle of the gun next to his ear with his finger, and asked rhetorically: "I want to ask you, what do you mean? Is this the courtesy that you Americans treat their life-saving benefactors?"

Chris blushed and hurriedly explained, "I...... I also have no choice but to do things according to the rules. ”

"Fuck the rules!" Xie Wendong stretched out his arms, pushed the two big men beside him away, and under the surprised gaze of the other party, he walked into the room as if no one was around, sat down on the sofa, took out a cigarette, lit it, and slowly exhaled the green mist, and said with a smile: "Don't tell me about your bullshit rules, this is China, if you want to talk about the rules, it should be up to me to talk about it." ”

Before Chris could speak, Yashi said angrily, "Let your men put down their guns, or we will be rude to you!" (English)"

Although she couldn't understand what Xie Wendong was saying, she could feel it from his expression, especially the contempt in his eyes, which made her self-esteem deeply damaged, and her words unconsciously became sharp.

Xie Wendong didn't answer, didn't even look at her, just smiled and played with the lighter in his hand.

His indifferent attitude made Yashi even more annoyed, and her already arrogant personality was suddenly ignited by Xie Wendong, and she said angrily: "You...... (English)"

Chris hurriedly waved his hand to stop Esther, although he was in charge of the operation, he showed great respect for her. Secretly winked at Yashi to be patient, and then he smiled again and said, "Mr. Xie, I see that everyone put down the gun, there is something to talk about slowly, don't hurt the harmony." As he spoke, he nodded to a few of his big men, who saw this and slowly put down the gun in their hands hesitantly, and the big man who was taken away by Jiang Sen helped his unconscious companion up and placed him on the bed in the back room.

Seeing that the other party was like this, Xie Wendong also raised his head to Jiang Sen, who understood, looked at the other party, snorted, shook his wrist, and threw the gun aside.

As both men lowered their guns, Chris secretly let out a long sigh. Although he is a member of the FBI, Xie Wendong is a well-known figure in China's underworld, and in China, he can't be provoked or touched.

He said calmly: "Mr. Xie, please wait a moment, I will go to see the injured colleague first." As he spoke, he went to the back room and closed the door with his hand.

The big man who was knocked unconscious by Jiang Sen was not seriously injured at all, but was in a temporary stomach coma, and he said that he was checking the injuries of his companions, but in fact he was calling the headquarters of the FBI in the United States.

After about five minutes, he walked out of the room, his attitude was more enthusiastic, he sat next to Xie Wendong with a smile, and said, "Has Mr. Xie considered cooperating with us?"

Xie Wendong said: "I have already said just now, I want to know the beginning and end of the matter before making a decision." ”

The middle-aged man bowed his head in contemplation and was silent. After sinking for a long time, he raised his head and said, "The person we want to capture is Tony Victor. ”

Xie Wendong was on his back. Tony Victor? It's a familiar name. Jiang Sen was beside him, and he leaned down and whispered: "Brother Dong, Tony Victor is the big drug lord in the southern United States. ”

Oh! it turned out to be him. Xie Wendong didn't know this person, but when he heard the old ghost talk about the world's drugs before, he talked about him. Tony Victor has close ties with Colombian drug dealers in the southern part of the United States, and Colombia is in a sense a rival to the Golden Triangle, so the old ghost knows a lot about it. Xie Wendong asked, "Is he coming to China?"

"Yes. Chris said: "I arrived in China a week ago. ”

Xie Wendong asked again: "Is he in T City now?"

Chris smiled bitterly: "The information we got at all is like this. ”

Xie Wendong smiled bitterly, there was such a big man on his land, and he didn't even know about it, it seemed that there was a problem with the intelligence system in Beihongmen and it needed to be adjusted. Thinking so in his heart, his face did not show it at all, and he asked with a smile: "Mr. Chris said that he has something important on him, and I don't know what it is." ”

"It's about military technology. Chris said lightly, and immediately added: "He is hiding in T City now, I hope Xie Wendong can help us and catch him." ”

Xie Wendong rubbed his chin and did not immediately express his position. The FBI wants to arrest Tony Wicktoi, which has nothing to do with him, and whether he is caught or not has no impact on him, but the military technology that Chris said has aroused Xie Wendong's interest. He said it casually, but Xie Wendong understands that militarily, the United States is the most advanced country in the world, and their technology, of course, is second to none, and it can allow the FBI to chase all the way to China. After thinking about it, he laughed and said, "Why didn't Mr. Chris arrest him in the United States, but waited for him to arrive in China before arresting him, which is really difficult." ”

I didn't catch it, I didn't catch it, Tony Victor was too cunning. It's a matter of face, and Chris certainly wouldn't say that. He smiled wryly: "When we decided to arrest Tony Victor, he got the information in advance and fled to China first. ”

Xie Wendong said with a smile: "Even so, your country can notify the Chinese government to assist in the arrest, and there is no need to act secretly!"

Inform the Chinese government? Chris couldn't help but laugh, if the Chinese government caught Tony, their most concerned things would undoubtedly fall into the hands of the Chinese, which is the most unwilling and unacceptable result for them and the top management. Because of this, the FBI was secretly mobilized to solve the matter. And Chris also got the order from above before coming to China, it doesn't matter if Tony Victor brings it back to the United States or not, but what falls in his hands must be taken back intact.

He couldn't answer Xie Wendong's question, and reluctantly said: "This is the decision of the people above, as for why, I don't know, my task is to carry it out." ”

In fact, even if he didn't say it, Xie Wendong guessed that it was not far from ten, his brain was spinning rapidly, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at Chris, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the killing was suddenly revealed.

"" is a continuation of how the bad guy is refined, the author is the six paths, if you like how the bad guy is made 2, so that you can read it next time.