San Francisco, a small building on the seafront.

Shi Lin stood on the top of the building and glanced around. Looking up over the manor, the FBI's helicopter had left, and the entire manor had been sealed off by the FBI.

After pondering for a moment, Shi Lin chuckled. His feet flicked violently, and in an instant, he seemed to be transformed into a bird, leaping over the roofs of one house after another.

Soon, the stone forest was back to the seaside.

Standing on the beach, Shi Lin stretched his waist, lazily straddled his backpack on his shoulders, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked leisurely along the seaside.

After strolling around for a while, he found a smooth reef and lay down, blowing the sea breeze, listening to the waves, looking at the blue sky, squinting, and enjoying this relaxing moment.

After lying down for a while, Shi Lin looked at his watch, and several hours had passed, and the sky was gradually darkening.

Stretching out, he left the beach to find a hotel to stay in. You can't still sleep in the open like you did in the Republic of Dunby, right?

He plans to find a hotel, have a good meal, get some sleep, recuperate and have a good time in this beautiful city.

Coming to the main road, Shi Lin took a car at random and headed towards the nearest five-star hotel.

"Sir, this is your first time in San Francisco?"

Through the reversible mirror, the driver looked at the stone forest looking out the window with interest, and smiled in authentic American English.

"Hmmm! for the first time. ”

Shi Lin said with a smile.

"Oh God, sir is on the right ......"

Obviously, this time Shi Lin hit a car with a talkative driver.

No matter what the topic, the other party can talk about a thing or two.

Shi Lin smiled, this trip was not lonely.

“fuck！”

At this time, the driver suddenly stepped on the brakes, looked ahead and cursed.

Shi Lin frowned and looked out the window, not understanding what was happening.

"Sir, there is martial law in front of you, and you can't pass it, sorry. ”

The driver shrugged helplessly and said.

Shi Lin is speechless, and martial law again?

Do you have a grudge against 'San Francisco'? How do you go anywhere, where is martial law?

Shi Lin was helpless, his head poked out of the window, and between the big buildings in front of him, several helicopters shuttled between the buildings. Police cars honked their sirens and whizzed through the streets.

In the distance, gunshots were heard from time to time.

"America is a mess. ”

Shi Lin sighed.

"Fuck, what's going on?

The chattering driver also got out of the car, stared ahead, and glared.

And Shi Lin's heart moved, "This can't be made by Erlang again, right?"

It's been a few hours, and Jiro Matsumoto should be imprisoned.

Shi Lin frowned and pondered.

At this time, the intersection ahead has been fully martial law, and a large number of people in the warning area should not be evacuated.

Countless vehicles were stuck in traffic jams, and the whole scene was in chaos.

The police around are nervously maintaining order.

"Audience friends, this is Ross Avenue in San Francisco. This morning, the FBI and Interpol arrested Jiro Matsumoto, the leader of the international criminal organization DOA Group, and achieved great success. But on the way to the escort, they were attacked by terrorists. It is understood that the death of 3,200 residents in the residential area of Dunby-Herin City-Wuertan was caused by the DOA Group, and Jiro Matsumoto was the biggest culprit behind the scenes......"

At this time, a blonde beauty reporter beside Shi Lin was talking to the camera.

Shi Lin was silent, it was really Erlang's business!

Why, this guy is dying, and he can still do such a thing, so I'm really convinced.

"Look, they're on the rooftop. ”

At this time, someone shouted.

Hearing this, Shi Lin took out his binoculars and looked over.

Sure enough, on the roof of an office building, Jiro Matsumoto walked towards a helicopter surrounded by several big men in camouflage uniforms.

Those big men in camouflage uniforms, with a large number of bombs strapped all over their bodies, and a bomb remote control in their hands, held it high and looked around vigilantly.

Helicopter gunships roared around, but no one dared to step forward.

Because these guys not only have a large number of bombs strapped to their bodies, but also a large number of TNT bombs are installed in this 200-meter building.

Once detonated, it will be a major event that will shock the world.

……

San Francisco's Ross Avenue attack time, through the Internet, spread all over the world.

Shi Lin stood in the crowd, watching all this indifferently.

He felt that the people of the DOA group, or Jiro Matsumoto, were too arrogant, more arrogant than him.

Although he is fearless outside, he is all open trumpets.

But Jiro Matsumoto directly used the tuba to fight against the United States, which is simply ......

He knew that Jiro Matsumoto would not be willing to be imprisoned for life. But he thought that the other party was planning to find a legal loophole and escape sanctions. didn't expect that the other party would be so simple and rude.

Oh, my God!

Is this brain-dead?

Shi Lin asked the sky speechlessly.

It can be seen that after this incident, the DOA group will definitely be defined as a terrorist organization. Once defined as a terrorist organization, a small criminal syndicate, it is really difficult to survive in this world.

In other words, it is impossible to survive with Ben.

After this incident, the DOA group will definitely be completely cleaned up by the United States, and there will be no more tolerance.

After pondering for a while, Shi Lin looked at his watch.

It has been more than 5 hours since Jiro Matsumoto was arrested by Interpol. His secret hand to Jiro Matsumoto was about 6 hours later.

The math should be fast.

However, the secret hand said that it would occur after 6 hours, but in some cases, it depends on the subject's physical condition and emotional stability.

Sometimes, it may only take 4 or 5 hours to have a seizure.

But sometimes, it can take six or seven hours for a seizure to occur.

It's hard to say for sure.

The use of embroidery needles is just because he knows the structure of the human body very well.

Later, he watched a lot of medical techniques on the meridians of Chinese medicine, and with his control of power, he had the ability to secretly attack the target.

It's not because you've acquired skills in the field.

Nope.

Medical skills, Shi Lin really wanted to get, but he never got them.

It made him a little depressed.

Raising his head, he looked at the sky. Jiro Matsumoto, surrounded by a group of 'Bombermen', boarded the helicopter.

The propeller spun sharply and flew into the sky.

……

"Damn. ”

At the scene, next to a police car, Misha's face was cold, looking at the helicopter that had already flown up.

"Officer Mi, it has been determined that there are indeed a large number of bombs planted in the building. Once detonated, the influence is equivalent to 911. So, this time I can only ......"

Beside Misha, the FBI agent said helplessly. In this incident, they are a big shame.

"They flew towards the sea, activated fighters, carried out sea interception, bombing. ”

Misha said in a cold tone.

She is the person in charge of this operation, that is, an FBI agent, and she has to cooperate with her to arrest or kill Jiro Matsumoto.