As always, darkness enveloped the city, and people strolled lazily on their way home.

There is laughter, there is sadness, there are rich people who go in and out of high-end restaurants, and there are homeless beggars.

Williams was going to a cocktail party to study the economic development of the country with the so-called economists of the country.

In fact, it's just an excuse to drink and eat.

Who doesn't know that the economy of Lunguo is now in the hands of Yang Xiaoji.

He bought 35 percent of the manufacturing industry and 25 percent of the heavy industry in the country, and the Douglas Company still had the power to compete with him.

Now that Douglas Company has been written off, even Douglas is dead, and the top leaders of Lunguo seem to be on Yang Xiaoji's side, and no one can stop Yang Xiaoji.

Before he could enter the hotel, a crossbow arrow shot in the darkness pierced his neck with unmistakable accuracy.

Williams twitched and covered his bleeding neck, but he couldn't breathe normally, and finally collapsed in a pool of blood, whimpering for his life.

The crowd screamed and hid to the side, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.

Renee put away her crossbow and disappeared into the darkness.

Yang Xiaoji thinks that the best thing about foreign countries is that they don't have to worry so much.

Especially if you get to know a professional agent killer, every assassination is a classic work of art.

Renee also proved her choice with her actions, and she will never be able to be a good agent again.

Who cares? She has come to love the life she has now, not only does she have the best enjoyment in the world, but even her family has become a respectable rich man.

And not like before, you can't even let people know your name.

But she can't go back to the United States again, so this time, Yang Xiaoji can only go to the United States, and she can only be herself.

At the same time as entering the United States, the intelligence agency of the city immediately knew about it.

When Yang Xiaoji was on the Empire State Building, admiring the world's most prosperous super city, several black-clothed agents came to his side silently.

They still gave Yang Xiaoji time to watch the city, because they couldn't provoke Yang Xiaoji, they could only remind and ask rationally.

Yang Xiaoji was fascinated by it, because he wanted to come to the city a long time ago.

Because it is a place of fashion, prosperity, romance, as well as world culture and economy.

As far as the eye can see, countless high-rise buildings, one after another, endless prosperity, one after another.

Seeing boredom until he saw it, Yang Xiaoji left the telescope and found those few people in black.

Standing at the front is a middle-aged man with a standard rice face, dark brown eyes, and a head full of blonde hair.

The weather in May, as well as being hot, and wearing a pair of black gloves, looks very unusual.

Looking at their dress and eyes, Yang Xiaoji knew that they were intelligence agencies.

So he smiled and said, "I think you must know my identity, don't mind introducing yourself!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "My name is Greg, and I am the leader of the seventh group of the intelligence agency, I think Renee has already told you about me, of course, I am still very surprised that you can buy Renee, but I want to know more, Mr. Yang came to the city, he didn't just want to see the city in the telescope, right?"

"You're right, I don't just want to see the city in the binoculars, I want to feel it carefully, touch the city, don't be so nervous, I just want to be a good tourist!"

Yang Xiaoji didn't want to entangle with them, so he was about to leave.

Greg said: "The city is not as good as you think, people die every minute, for your safety, my men will always protect you until the end of your vacation!"

Protect? is a really good word.

There is no need to refuse now, and it is useless to refuse, Greg did not cooperate with him, but let people look at him, or because he was afraid that the Mi Kingdom would become the second Lun country.

If they want to follow, let them follow.

First of all, I found a hotel and opened a super presidential room for ten days.

Those agents can only stand outside the door of the room and guard, they don't have the funds to live in the presidential room, at most they just get a rest room at the grassroots level below.

Yang Xiaoji took a shower and then went to the restaurant to eat.

What is delicious, what wine is delicious, a table full of excellent deliciousness, Yang Xiaoji eats, those agents can only watch, they swallow saliva in greed, but they don't even have a hot dog.

Two agents were still spitting bitterness on each other.

"I'm afraid that our salary for a year will not be enough for this table of rice!"

"Damn rich!"

For a meal, it cost a few thousand meters of knives, and Yang Xiaoji directly threw it in cash, and the tip was a hundred meters of knives.

After eating and drinking, Yang Xiaoji didn't have the idea of going back to rest, and went to a nearby nightclub again.

The nightclubs in the city are really extraordinary, full of fashion, long legs everywhere, and in every corner, there are beauties of all colors, whenever a man passes by, they are like sugar, looking at you sweetly and greasy.

Yang Xiaoji sat on the largest red sofa in the middle of the nightclub, this position was the best position in the audience, the lights around him were flickering vaguely, and on the opposite stage, more than a dozen turkey girls were dancing happily with strong music.

At this time, a young black man in a waiter uniform said to Yang Xiaoji: "Sir, can you please change your position? This position can only be done by the boss or someone who knows him!"

Yang Xiaoji looked at him expressionlessly, and without saying a word, he directly took out a few stacks of rice knives from his backpack and threw them on the glass table with flashing psychedelic lights.

The black man saw that this dragon country man was really rich, and even if his boss came in person, he would give up this position to him.

"What would you like to drink, sir?"

"The best wine, the best girl, the best music!"

Many people around saw the money on the table, including those agents, and they thought that Yang Xiaoji should not show his wealth here, it would make others have murderous intentions.

But they just looked at Yang Xiaoji, instead of protecting him, and when they saw this scene, they could only shake their heads and sigh.

Who said that Yang Xiaoji didn't know that it was dangerous to do this, although this is the most open and advanced super city in the world, it is also the darkest and most dangerous city.

Everyone in this nightclub has a gun, and a shootout can break out at any time.

But in order to get rid of those agents, Yang Xiaoji could only load coins like this.

Beer, red wine, blinking an eye full of tables, blacks, white girls, sitting around affectionately, Yang Xiaoji picked up a stack of rice knives, and said with a smile: "Whoever is going to get me a cigar from Pakistan, the money is hers!"

A scantily clad black girl with a devilish figure immediately shouted, "I'll go!"

The girl flipped over directly from the sofa, and there was not much time, so she brought a superb cigar and lit it for Yang Xiaoji herself.

Yang Xiaoji took a hard puff, the taste of this cigar is really explosive and refreshing.