Being in a foreign country, the jet lag has not been reversed, there is no marijuana and alcohol, and in a small hotel with very poor sound insulation, lying on a bed where his feet are not very extended, TD has insomnia.

She listened to the whispering voices of the little couple next door, nostalgic for her own life, her own home, her own youth, and even began to miss the scumbag policeman she had once teased.

Finally, at six o'clock in the morning, she finally couldn't stand the torture of loneliness and took out the phone.

Now, the parents should have begun to prepare for work, although they have separated and have their own homes, they are still their own relatives, the only people they can trust.

TD never felt that she wanted to see her family so much, and she could even give up a qiē for this goal, she couldn't help it anymore, turned on the phone, opened the APP, and clicked on the transportation network in Los Angeles.

At the same time, two voices sounded at the same time: "Found her!"

In a vacant lot near Qingyang University Town, a van truck was parked.

The van's compartment has been converted into an RV, with several people nestled on sofas, in the driver's seat, and in beds, like dead pigs.

After a night of coffee, Angelo, who had been staring at the monitoring software, suddenly jumped up, scared all the sleepy people into a clever wit and woke up.

"Found him?" McGovern sat up suddenly, he slept uncomfortably, covered in slimy sweat.

"Ready for action. D said in a deep voice, and he turned over and opened a cover under the carriage, took out a few pistols from the middle, and handed them to everyone one by one.

"Let's have a blast!"

When I opened the door of the car, five sports cars were parked outside the door.

Further east in Qingyang, at the end of a country road, behind a hut that I don't know if it's a monitoring station or a water well shop. The mercenaries, who were lying on the ground and lying on the roof of the car, were woken up by Cheng's low shout.

"Found it?" the skeleton asked, opening its eyes.

Several other mercenaries took the large box from the car and opened it, revealing a staggering variety of weapons inside.

"Let's go to the kill!" the big black man picked up a shoulder bazooka. Carrying it on his shoulder, he pulled the trigger at the hut not far away.

"Don't!" Cheng was startled and wanted to stop it, but as a tongue of fire crossed the morning light, a bang spread in all directions, and in the midst of this explosion, the poor hut flew into the sky.

Flying stones and explosions swept in all directions.

"Idiot!" Cheng shouted angrily, "You're going to kill us!"

"What are you afraid of? We haven't been anywhere? We've all been fighting in Africa. The big black guy didn't think so. It's his fixed action, or a rocket, or a grenade, or a shuttle bullet, and it always has to be fired like this.

Cheng wants to die, do you compare the world's No. 1 army with the miscellaneous soldiers of the street gangsters in Africa?

Do you think you're brave? Just compare yourself with the real elite of the army!

Of course, even China and Maryland are idiots who don't even know much. Of course, it is not surprising that China would be regarded as a place like Africa.

Adou is Adou. The mud will never hold up to the wall.

At this time, Cheng Zhen wanted to shoot the idiot with one shot, and then got into the car and turned around and ran.

Cheng even suspects that the reason why he stayed in the bullet was because there he could get the thrill of crushing his IQ and could live an easy life.

Before, they were dealing with those idiots who didn't know much, which made these people more and more stupid.

"Get ready for action. Skull Road. "We have no way back, and if the mission fails, even if we go back, we will be fed sharks by the boss. ”

Yes, there really is no way back this time.

"Let's go haywire!" the skeleton shouted.

"Roar!" echoed four voices. and silent Cheng.

"Cheng?"

"Roar~" was like a cat meowing, Cheng responded, and suddenly felt so tired.

……

Early in the morning, Jiang Sanjia, who had been in the gym all night, finished washing, put on his uniform, and was ready to go out.

He had a smile on his face, like a cat that had stolen a fishy one, just after four or five o'clock in the morning, everyone was in a trance, Yang Ji and Zhao Gaofeng went out to patrol again, Jiang Sanjia and Xiao Chen took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, and quietly practiced for a while.

Yang Ji and Zhao Gaofeng were not there, and the others didn't bother to expose the two of them, so they turned a blind eye and went with them.

"Where are you going?" After a night of exercising and patrolling for more than an hour, Zhao Gaofeng and Yang Ji were still in good spirits, and they could even be said to be more excited, at this time they brought back a few bowls of wontons, and when they saw that Jiang Sanjia was leaving, they were a little puzzled.

"There's a comic convention at the convention center nearby today, and I'm going to keep order. "There is a branch of the Convention and Exhibition Center of the High-tech Zone, which is not far from Qingyang University, which is considered to be in the jurisdiction of Jiang Sanjia. Because it is located in a university town and has a large audience, many comic exhibitions in Qingyang are held here.

"Exactly, let's go together. Zhao Gaofeng said, today Nanming and Zhang Feilin are also going to visit the comic exhibition together, and the comic exhibition is a very rare opportunity for any animation control and photography enthusiast.

And Zhao Gaofeng went with his colleagues, Zhao Gaofeng was very familiar with several security captains of Qingyang University, and some security guards from Qingyang University were seconded by Comic Con, and they were a little short of manpower, and they wanted Zhao Gaofeng to do a favor and maintain order in the infield.

Zhao Gaofeng was just able to protect Nanming, so he responded.

At this time, many streets outside the gate of Qingyang University are very lively, or rather, a group of demons are dancing.

Although most of the people wear makeup in the comic con, there are still many ordinary fans of non-professional cosers, wearing various COS costumes from all directions, swaggering through the market, enjoying the curious, disdainful or puzzled eyes of the people around them.

"What's going on!" drove to the university town, and found that the car couldn't move at all, and the skeleton suddenly became anxious.

They don't have much time now, and the explosion just now is so dazzling that if the Chinese military or police find out, they won't be able to eat and walk away.

The big black guy was the most impatient, and he rolled over and climbed onto the roof of the car. Raising the gun in his hand, he shot a shuttle of bullets into the air.

"Da

If this were in Africa or the United States, I'm afraid there would be panic on the streets by now.

However, this is China.

The vast majority of people in China have never heard a gunshot, let alone heard it in their lives. This is Comic Con.

The cos lovers around were stunned for a moment, and then they all became excited: "Wow! Look over there, it's so realistic COS!"

"That's right, the sound effect just now is really amazing! Look at the muzzle of the gun and the fire!"

"Really, so dedicated, it looks like a foreign team!

"Strong, my big Qingyang!"

"What are they cos?

"Stupid, this is obviously GTA!"

“GTA？”

"Grand Theft Auto!"

"Oh oh, that's the one who shoots and robs cars everywhere. Very yellow game?"

"Yes, yes, that's it! You see the black man standing on the roof of the car, he must be one of the main characters, what's it called? Mike?"

"Who knows, I can't remember the name of a foreigner, it's that anyway. ”

Seeing that everyone was pointing and pointing, the big black man was immediately annoyed, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed down. He was going to shoot at everyone.

"Stop me!" This time without Cheng stopping him, the skeleton directly began to drink him.

If he dares to shoot and kill here. Then they are not mercenaries, but terrorists!

"Cheng, hurry up and think of a way!" the skeleton said to Cheng.

The big black guy is like a time bomb, I don't know when it will explode.

Cheng Zhiye also jumped on the roof of the car and shouted, "Everyone, please give way." We were in a hurry!thank you!"

What he didn't expect was that everyone got out of the way with a loud noise, and even the people who came by car parked their cars on the side of the road, as if to make way for fire trucks. Shows excellent su zhì.

The people in his hometown have all improved, Cheng sighed in his heart.

No, now is not the time to sigh about this, Cheng hurriedly shook his head.

"Let's go!"

"For the sake of the second dimension, you must work hard!"

"Wait, is a 3D game a two-dimensional?"

"Please carry COS through to the end!"

"Cheers to your team, cheers!"

The enthusiasm of the crowd made the skeleton stunned.

"What are they talking about?" the big black man was also stunned and asked Cheng next to him.

"They said let's come on. "Cheng is full of black lines.

He spontaneously gave birth to a ridiculous feeling that the Chinese people welcomed the American GIs, this is the party leading the way, this is this!

Don't be so enthusiastic, hey!

"Woo, I'm so moved!" the big black man suddenly covered his face and cried, "I was born in a mercenary group, I have never fought for my country, and I have never been welcomed...... I am so moved, Cheng, you are right, China is really a different country, and I apologize for what I have done before! I love this country, I love China! From today onwards, China will be my third hometown!"

Why don't you die!

Cheng's whole person is Spartan.

As soon as the gunmen left, there was another roar from behind, and five cars roared and rushed forward, and the first person honked his horn, and then the big bald head peeked out of the window, and everyone understood.

"Wow, it's Fast and Furious this time!"

"It looks a little similar, but the makeup doesn't look good!"

"Are you still picky about this? The key is their props! This is a local tyrant coser!"

"It's all sports cars, such expensive props, who has the courage, is it that the national husband is also here?"

"Chances are, there's a good show to watch today. ”

It's a COS feast!

When many professional or amateur teams were discussing fiercely, Jiang Sanjia, who was standing on the side of the road, was already petrified.

After a long time, he shook and took out his phone, wanting to call, but he didn't know who to call.

After a while, he dialed the phone: "Master...... It's not a good thing......" (To be continued......