The white woman in the Chanel dress was flanked by two chubby middle-aged Mexican-looking women, who were supposed to be her nanny maids, helping her carry large bags of booty that she had just shopped. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after the group left, the cry of a baby came from the stroller, and the woman put down the little girl she was holding and bent down to look at the child in the stroller.

The two middle-aged Mexican women stopped and stood beside them and looked around, attracted by the famous shops on the street.

The little girl, who had just been put down, looked no more than three or four years old, turned her head and saw a clown with a balloon across the street smiling at her, grinning, staggering away from her relatives and babysitter, and trotting across the street.

The clown was a gimmick for the shop across the street to solicit customers, and when he saw the little girl running over, he was very friendly to her, and specially gave her a yellow hydrogen balloon.

The happy little girl grabbed the balloon rope and ran back, just when a sudden roar of cars roared from the other end of Fifth Avenue.

The little girl was suddenly frightened and couldn't move in the middle of Fifth Avenue as she watched several black Cadillacs rush towards her!

On a summer afternoon in New York, Fifth Avenue, one of the city's busiest and most lively streets, is lined with skyscrapers towering into the sky, even blocking out some of the sun.

The menacing Cadillac approached him, and pedestrians screamed and ducked.

There was only a little girl in a warm yellow tuft who was stunned, holding a yellow balloon and standing in the middle of Fifth Avenue, striking and dazzling.

“Mary！Mary！Help! Somebody!Please-help!" The woman who had bent over to pick up the baby in the stroller finally found her little daughter standing low in the middle of Fifth Avenue while the Cadillac rushed straight at her!

Not only rushed over, but at this time, there was also a thumping gunfire on Fifth Avenue.

Several pistol-wielding arms stretched out of the Cadillac and fired at each other.

Pedestrians on the side of the road immediately understood.

This is the New York gang** in a gun fight!

Old New Yorkers know that Cadillac is almost the standard for the gangsters......

In the past few days, New York City has been full of military and police to catch the so-called "Chinese kidnappers".

However, the New York gangs have suffered heavy losses, and they all agree that the New York police deliberately attacked their forces in the name of searching for "Chinese kidnappers".

So the gangsters who have been suffocated these days are finally going to let go of their courage and do it today!

Huo Shaoheng had already ducked behind a phone booth on the side of the road as soon as he heard the sound of the car, and the little girl who was scared stupid was right in front of him!

He stared at the panicked little girl for a second, faster than his own thoughts, and had already rushed out from behind the phone booth.

His arms were propped up on the lid of a BMW parked on the side of the road, and his long legs leaped over the front of the car like a hurdle to the middle of Fifth Avenue.

As soon as he bent down to pick up the little girl, the black Cadillac had already rushed from the three lanes.

Huo Shaoheng's figure flashed, avoiding the two cars on the side, but he couldn't avoid the third car coming from the front!

He only had time to roll on the spot with the little girl in his arms, and the whole person was almost flat on the ground, tightly protecting the little girl in the crook of his arm.

The onlookers who were hiding around let out a burst of exclamations, and some even covered their eyes, unable to bear to see the tragic image of the two buried under the wheels.

The Cadillac that rushed straight over didn't even think about stopping, so it drove straight past Huo Shaoheng's back.

The car rushed to the front in the blink of an eye, and Huo Shaoheng, who everyone thought had been crushed to death under the car, quickly rolled to a safe place on the street with the little girl in his arms.

He picked up the little girl in his arms, put her in front of the woman who rushed over, and without saying a word, quickly left Fifth Avenue.

The woman in the Chanel suit was so surprised that she hugged her daughter and cried, and when she looked up again, she found that the man who had just saved her daughter had disappeared without a trace.

Moved inexplicably, she looked around and saw that there was a camera in front of the store, facing the direction of Fifth Avenue.

The woman hurriedly went to the store and begged the store to give her the video she had just made, and she could pay for it, because she wanted to find this kind person and personally thank him for saving her daughter's life.

But when she entered the central control room of the store and saw the video just now, she found that the angle of the man's rescue was exactly the blind spot of the camera, and the camera only recorded the image of Cadillac driving and driving away, and at most she could check the license plates of those Cadillacs, and she couldn't see the figure of the man who saved people just now.

"What a shame......" The woman shook her head and left the store disappointed.

In a room in the opposite high-rise building, there are more than a dozen high-powered cameras that record all the scenes on this avenue.

In fact, all the main roads in New York City are equipped with such tight cameras, just to find Huo Shaoheng's traces as much as possible.

……

Fifteen minutes later, in the building of the New York branch of the CIA, a handsome blond man in a black suit sat behind a desk and stared intently at the video footage passing by.

He thoughtfully touched his perfectly curved jaw and smiled slightly.

"James, bring me a cup of coffee. The man paused, rested his feet on his desk, hugged the back of his head, and grinned in the direction of the office door.

After a while, the office door was pushed open, and a white man in his forties and almost fifty brought him a cup of coffee with a bitter face.

"Director Sean, here's your coffee. He respectfully placed his coffee on his desk, and glanced up at the young man, a look of envy flashing in his eyes.

The young man, Sean, was only in his early thirties, and he was already half a level above him.

James has been in the CIA for most of his life, and he was promoted to deputy director when he was almost 50 years old, and he originally thought that he would be promoted to director of the Asian Intelligence Department this year, but it turned out that a particularly famous figure parachuted in above, that is, Sean.

Sean graduated from the Authentic West Point Military Academy with a bachelor's degree and a master's degree in intelligence, and later joined the CIA, went to work in Europe for a few years, and then came back, and was already a rising star in the CIA, directly becoming the vacant director of the Asian Intelligence Division.

Although he is a little unhappy, this Sean is really capable, James is ashamed that his skills are not as good as others, but he is still a little unhappy that Sean always uses him as a servant.

Sean took the coffee and took a sip, frowning, "Why do you put milk and sugar in it?" I want plain black coffee!I can't remember how many times I said it!Are you demented?!"

James was about to cry, so he went out with hatred and made another cup of plain black coffee and put it in front of Sean.

Sean took another sip before drinking it satisfied.

Putting down the coffee cup, Sean was still on his desk, and he smirked and asked James, "Did you see this video?"

James glanced at the video of a white man saving people from Fifth Avenue, clasped his hands together crampedly, and said, "I...... I think this man was very brave, very powerful, and very kind, and he saved the little girl, didn't he?"

"That's it?" Sean slanted his jewel-like blue eyes and looked James up and down, "Tsk, no wonder you are still a deputy at your age, and from your point of view, letting you be a deputy is a promotion for you." You should be serving tea and water and be a janitor!

Humiliation! The cliff is humiliation!

James trembled with anger, glared at Sean, his hands clenched into fists, but he didn't move, he didn't dare to do anything to Sean.

Although Sean has not worked with James for a long time, he has long figured out the character of this old man who is rarely spoken.

It's a stuffy guy who can't beat a fart with three sticks!

Sean sneered, shook his head and said, "Angry, aren't you? I'll convince you!"

Sean said, turning the video back on for James to see, "Look at his skills, propping up the front of the car with one hand in front of the hood, holding the little girl and rolling on the ground, shrinking himself under the chassis of the car. This kind of judgment, this kind of angle, this kind of action, don't you feel very familiar?"

“…… I just think he's faster and luckier, like you, Mr. Sean. James couldn't help but taunt Sean.

Sean laughed, "James, are you laughing at me? What right do you have to laugh at me! I'm doing right, you're doing vice because I can see what you can't see!" he said, pointing to the computer screen, "Look, his one-handed jump, and rolling on the spot to dodge the rushing vehicles, are standard military moves!"

"Soldiers?!" James jerked his head up, "What soldiers? I don't remember our soldiers doing this!"

James was a U.S. Army veteran before joining the CIA.

Sean laughed and slapped the table, "Of course it's not our soldiers, but the soldiers of the Huaxia Empire!

James's heart jumped suddenly, he looked at Sean in surprise, and his tone unconsciously became very respectful: "You know this, too?!"

"Of course, since I took over the CIA's Asian Intelligence Division, my focus has been on the mysterious Major General of the Chinese Empire, Lord Huo Shaoheng. I collected all the messages and video footage since he joined the army. Do you want to watch a clip of his training with the founder of Israel's Mossad?"

"You can get that, too? You're amazing. James looked at Sean adoringly, "You say yes, I obey you unconditionally." ”

Sean laughed even louder.

He finally subdued the CIA's deputy director of the Asian Intelligence Division, James, an old oilman, as long as his backbone was broken, the entire Asian Intelligence Division in the CIA would bow down to him in the future.

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