Chapter 297: Immortal Fighting Method

"In the end, he Zhongtang, the old treacherous and cunning, fell for your plan. Kunlun shook his head and sighed, willing to gamble and lose.

Wang Huayun laughed: "Praying mantis catching cicadas, I know that the yellow finch is behind, I asked Mai Junhao to come here, just to bring you over, I advise you not to make unnecessary resistance, because you don't have a spare body that can be reincarnated." ”

The sirens were loud, and countless police cars appeared, including the Los Angeles SWAT team with black paint, the FBI's black GM full-size SUV, the county police's Weihuang police car, and the local sheriff's pickup police car, dispatching at least hundreds of people, at least three *** aimed at Kunlun under the corridor.

"You've joined forces with the so-called Westerners. Kunlun said casually, took a sip of beer, looked at the policemen outside like chickens and dogs, and continued to chat with Wang Huayun.

Wang Huayun said with a smile: "The general trend of the world, if you join for a long time, you will be divided, and if you divide for a long time, I wanted to be a peaceful rich man, live for a lifetime, and see what the world has become, it is you who have destroyed the balance, don't blame me." ”

The helicopter lowered its altitude and kicked up a dusty leaf, and the special police officer in the hood bent over with *** and bent over, followed by ordinary police officers using the car door as a cover, holding GLOCK or Remington in both hands, waiting for the battle.

"I'm afraid half of the police in Los Angeles are here. Kunlun said, "I'm really honored, it's you who said hello?"

"That's not it, I'm a lonely old man who doesn't know anyone, and I can't mobilize such a large resource. "Wang Huayun Ye is sitting still, with the demeanor of a general.

The Mexican nurse was so frightened that her legs were sifted through chaff, and she could not have imagined how these two polite guests could provoke the police.

Kunlun did not resist, but was very cooperative, and took the initiative to stretch out his hands and ask the police to handcuff him and put him in an armored car.

The police car receded like a tidal wave, and the helicopter disappeared into the sky.

The manor returned to calm, and Wang Huayun said to Mai Junhao, who had not yet come back to his senses, "Did you bring what I wanted?"

"Brought. Mak woke up suddenly, opened his purse and took out a stack of documents, "Traveler's checks for $100,000 each, a thousand dollars each, and a document proving your new identity and ownership of the one hundred and seven art collections kept at Wells Fargo, which are valued at about a billion dollars." ”

"Alas, I can only make a comeback. Wang Huayun said, "My family background in Hong Kong, that loser has almost ruined me, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover." ”

Mai Junhao wiped the cold sweat, his family has served Lao Wang for generations, his father warned himself before his death, don't have two hearts, otherwise you will die ugly, fortunately I am not greedy for these works of art, otherwise according to the temper and wrist of "He Shen", it is better to die than to live and die.

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Hong Kong, 303 Java Road, North Point, ICAC Headquarters Building, Chief Investigation Officer William Lu is still fighting in the office with lights and nights, cup after cup of coffee, and the walls are full of sticky notes, all of which are evidence of Wang Haikun's guilt, although another of his colleagues announced that Wang Haikun did not collude with officials and businessmen in the public housing incident, but it does not mean that this person is innocent, William Luk found that Wang Haikun bribed the then Chief Executive and the Financial Secretary in 2011 and 2025 respectively, although the amount is not large, but the nature is bad, indicating that this person has a criminal record and is not worthy of running for the chief executive。

William Lu finally finished sorting out the materials, picked up the coffee and found that it was already cold, and wanted the assistant to pick up the coffee, but suddenly remembered that his subordinates were all sent home by him to rest, the chief investigation officer is the middle and senior level of the ICAC, second only to the assistant director, the director and the chief and deputy commissioner of the ICAC, William Lu is the elite among the 1,300 people of the ICAC, and at the age of 40 this year, he is aspiring to be a director before retirement.

Suddenly, William Lu's private mobile phone rang, it was an unknown number, he turned on the recording function while answering, it was a familiar male voice, Wang Haikun!

"Mr. Wang, it's not because you want to invite me to a supper at this late hour. William Lu sneered.

"Director Lu, there's something I want to talk to you about. ”

"Is there anything we can talk about? If you want me not to sue you in this way, I think you're redundant. ”

"Haha, Director Lu, I know that you are collecting my black materials, it happens that I have also come into contact with some information, I think you will be interested, I will tell you a story first, there was a person in the past, born in 1987, when Hong Kong returned to China in 1997, he was still a little doll, but when he saw the Hong Kong British flag falling, he would still cry sadly, after 12 years, the little doll graduated from university and was admitted to the ICAC, because he believed in that sentence, Hong Kong is better than you and the Independent Commission Against Corruption, he decided to be a good person, unfortunately brought his master, a senior investigation officer, named Gao Wenbin, this person joined the ICAC in 1996, was previously an inspector of the Political Department of the Police Force, and after the return to the motherland, the Political Department was disbanded, Gao Wenbin still belongs to a secret organization, British MI5, under his guidance, you also joined this organization, secretly serving the British side, you think you are good for Hong Kong, in fact, hehe. ”

William Lu was shocked that the coffee cup was unstable, he found a seat to sit down, wiped his cold sweat and said, "You are framed." ”

Wang Haikun said: "This is not the most exciting, after another two years, a third-class secretary of the US Consulate General in Hong Kong, Luo Shijie, and you have become good friends, you step on three boats, and secretly get the CIA allowance, I have a form for issuing allowances, how much money you get every quarter, not a penny." , a three-surnamed domestic slave like you is rare in Hong Kong. ”

"What do you want?" said William Lu's tone was much lower.

"I don't want to do anything, I won't do a deal with you, I am Chinese, but also Hong Kong, I love Hong Kong, I love the motherland, whether you want to mess with me or not, I will publish these materials in the media in their original form, by the way, in addition to the information, there are videos and audio recordings, do you want to watch it?"

When the phone was disconnected, William Lu didn't know, his mind was blank, and his thoughts were in chaos.

At dawn, the cleaners found someone jumping off the building on Java Road to commit suicide, and the patrol arrived at the scene and found the deceased wearing a suit and an ICAC ID card strung with a red rope around his neck.

The little patrol officer wearing glasses took the document in front of him and looked at it carefully, on it was a dignified face with the Chinese character, his name was William Lu, and his position was the chief investigation officer.

The police and ICAC jointly intervened in the case, and the investigation result was that William Lu's long-term work caused a mental breakdown and depression, which was an accident and was not considered a criminal case.

The results of the investigation were placed in front of Li Shengnan, the head of the Criminal Department of the Police Force, she was skeptical, William Lu she knew, a classmate of the University of Hong Kong in the early years, a very conceited person, hard work, honest and honest, although the police investigated that William Lu had a medical record of seeing a psychiatrist, but this does not mean that he really has depression, everyone has psychological problems, and it is very reasonable to find a psychologist to relieve the pressure.

Li Shengnan asked the ICAC what case Lu SIR was investigating before committing suicide, and the ICAC said that it had nothing to comment, but Li Shengnan's own intelligence showed that Lu was investigating Wang Haikun, the popular candidate for the next chief executive.

The mobile phone rang, and it was a message from Wang Haikun: See you in the old place.

After getting off work, Li Shengnan changed into civilian clothes and came to the Haven ** ladder, Wang Haikun was already waiting here, he didn't say too much greetings, and handed over a piece of paper, which was typed out by hand on an old-fashioned English typewriter, densely packed with personal names and agency names and addresses, and identity ID numbers.

Li Shengnan glanced at it, this is a list, involving the Independent Commission Against Corruption, the Legislative Yuan, the High Court, the Department of Justice, the Security Bureau, the Police Department, the Immigration Department and other agencies, there are more than a thousand names, including retired and incumbented, one of the names has a box on it, the name is William.L.

"It's all moles, don't ask me how I got it, take it. Wang Haikun said.

Li Shengnan was a little overwhelmed, this list was too heavy, it was just hot.

"Do what you think is right, no need to hesitate. Wang Haikun said again.

"Why give it to me?" Li Shengnan: Of course, the weight of this list can change the political situation on Hong Kong Island and even affect the global political landscape, which is a priceless treasure.

"Happy birthday. Wang Haikun said with a smile.

"It's not my birthday. ”

"I said yes. ”

This time Li Shengnan did not accompany Wang Haikun to drink beer on the ladder, it was a big matter, she took the list home, and went through it by herself first, with her cognition and judgment of these people, some of them could not be moles at all, but clever moles are always so deceptive, she thought about it, took out her mobile phone, and called the director of security.

That night, Lee Seung-nam was urgently summoned by the chief executive.

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On the other side of the world, in a secret safe house outside Los Angeles, FBI agents are on the edge of the table as they face the daunting task of transporting suspects from the West Coast of the United States to the East Coast, or to New York to be exact.

Kunlun is suspected of first-degree murder, the prosecutor in New York issued an arrest warrant for him, and the FBI, as a national law enforcement agency, is responsible for arresting and escorting prisoners, and it is unshirkable that the arrest has attracted high-level attention, the vice president and the attorney general have personally interrogated, the governor of California has also called, and it is said that even the National Guard has almost been dispatched.

The suspect looks very Sven, not like a violent criminal, some agents have seen the background introduction of the suspect, this is a global star, the spiritual idol of young people, it is hard to imagine that such a handsome and weak young man would do the cruel thing of blowing another person's head and throwing it into the sea to feed the fish.

The agents were warned by many parties that there might be a prison robbery, so they devised two plans, sending a team of people to drive across the United States in a car to attract the other party, and another team of people to sneak through the world and take the suspect on a non-stop plane to New York.

Agents were sorting out their guns and body armor, they put on shoulders with FBI fluorescent lettering, adjusted the frequency of walkie-talkies, brought enough ammunition, each had at least three guns on them, and even equipped with heavy firepower like the M249, and six full-size SUVs with government license plates drove onto the highway at duty speed, flashing police lights all the way east.

The other group of agents loaded Kunlun in an inconspicuous gray old Honda nanny car, and quietly ran to the airport, the take-off airport was the Air Force airfield of the National Guard, a silver Bombardier business jet was already in place, the agents were dressed in windbreakers and sunglasses, hugged back and forth, and escorted the Kunlun in the same costume to the plane and took off quickly.

In order to ensure safety, the National Guard even took off two F22s to escort the escort planes, which even Mexican drug lords do not have.

The take-off went smoothly, there was no danger, everyone wiped their sweat, and an old agent said, "I expected them to shoot a stinger at us near the airport." ”

"Where are they?" said Kunlun, "I have no accomplices, only myself." ”

"What do you want to drink?" the accompanying female agent took good care of Kunlun.

"Hey Judy, be careful, this kid can climb the steepest mountain with his bare hands, he's the top player in extreme sports in the world, don't open his handcuffs. The old agent reminded.

"He never jumps out of a plane. "It's 30,000 feet above the ground." ”

"Thank you, Judy. Kunlun said, and then said to the old agent who was standing with his waist crossed, revealing the handle of the gun at his waist, "Sir, for your safety, I strongly recommend that you return to your seat and fasten your seat belt." ”

The old agent had a premonition that something was wrong, and was about to check Kunlun's handcuffs, when he saw Kunlun stand up from his seat, holding the handcuffs he had taken off in one hand.

All the agents drew their guns on the spot, and the muzzles of the four black holes were aimed at Kunlun.

“Easy,easy,guys。 Kunlun slowly raised his hand and moved towards the hatch.

The agents hysterically shouted for him to stop, don't move, or they would shoot, but no one dared to shoot, and they all knew very well what the consequences would be if a bullet pierced the thin cabin wall at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Kunlun still walked to the hatch and opened the hatch that required a ton of strength to open, and suddenly all the small bits and pieces such as coasters, cups, headrests and other small bits and pieces in the cabin were sucked out, and the old agent was dragged by a colleague at the moment when he was washed out.

The sun was dazzling outside, and Kunlun jumped down.

The Bombardier aircraft that lost pressure sirens sounded repeatedly, the pilot urgently descended altitude, and the oxygen mask also fell one after another, Judy put on the oxygen mask, and inadvertently turned her head to see a shining figure flying by outside the porthole, leaning over to take a closer look, it was a person waving huge metal wings, it was Kunlun.

"God, he is an angel, a true angel. Judy muttered.

From the cockpit, a request from the pilot of the escort fighter came: "UFO found, request to shoot down." ”

"No, don't shoot him down. Judy shouted.

However, the agent supervisor on the same plane had already received instructions from his boss on the satellite phone to allow the shot down.

The F22 fighters equipped with the National Guard Air Force use thrust vector technology, superior performance, super maneuverability, and the pilots are ruthless and well-informed people, not to mention people who can fly, even if a UFO flies in front of them, they will not hesitate to press the ** launch button.

Kunlun's wings were under the artificial skin attached to his hidden arm, and he couldn't be checked, and he spread out in the air at a critical moment, shining in the sun, quite a bit of an archangel's feeling, but after all, it was a small flying insect that was driven by the flesh, flying at a speed of no more than a hundred kilometers per hour, and slowly crawling in front of a supersonic fighter.

The F22's sights encircled the flying man in a round frame, and the pilot picked up the protective cover of the cannon firing button, and the fighter was armed with two Sidewinder air-to-air ** and a 20mm Vulcan cannon.

Kunlun felt that he was being targeted by the fire control radar, and at this time it was too late to invade the command system of the air base, although he was already at the superhuman level, he was still powerless to deal with the most advanced weapons made by humans.

The target was trying his best to dodge, but the fire control radar trapped him, and the pilot smiled cruelly at the moment when he was about to press the button, suddenly a strong airflow fluctuation caused the fighter to roll on its side, and a string of fire tongues shot out, all of which missed.

A high-speed aircraft passed by the F22 at least twice the speed of sound, and the pilot hurriedly asked the wingman on the radio if he could see clearly, and the wingman seemed to be stunned, and after a while he replied: "See, it's a MiG." ”

"MiG-31?" the pilot asked, only the MiG-31 in the MiG series can fly close to Mach 3, but why did this stainless steel fighter developed and manufactured by the former Soviet Union in the 70s appear in the skies over the United States today?

"No, it's ...... MiG-19. The wingman replied with difficulty.