After arriving in New York, Alan ignored Chen Xu's objections and insisted on leading him around New York City to eat delicious food everywhere. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info then took Chen Xu back to his home in New York, a high-rise mansion in the most expensive part of Manhattan.

"You kid is on a private jet and lives in a mansion, which makes me envious. This kind of life is really free, and I will definitely live this life when I retire. Chen Xu sat on the sofa and looked at this duplex mansion with envy, the area of the hall alone is three hundred square meters, and the scale of the crystal chandelier on the roof is larger than a room in an ordinary family, and only an old family with a deep background like Allen can afford to live in such a place.

"I'm a far cry from your power in China, where your status in China is like an emperor, who can easily give people wealth and status. A man can't be without power for a day, he can't have money but he must have power, but I hope to change positions with you. Alan carefully took down a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, unplugged it and poured two glasses, then came to Chen Xu and sat down, handed over a glass of red wine and sighed.

"I've drunk enough today, and I still have tasks in the evening, so it's better to be modest." Chen Xu put the crystal goblet on the coffee table, crossed Erlang's legs and said.

"Don't worry, this time it's just a simple arrest mission, we hide in Kim Jung-hyuk's house, and then just wait, we don't even have to touch it. Just drink it! This is a 1784 dry red from Fort Obiang, which I bought for $30,000, and I wouldn't have opened it if you hadn't come. Alan picked up the goblet, stuffed it back into Chen Xu's hand, and persuaded him to taste the wine.

"Oh my God, this wine is really good!" I heard that it was actually a 196-year-old Jialiang, after clinking glasses with Allen, shaking the wine glass to sober up, the two of them took a sip quietly, and then sighed extremely comfortably in their throats.

"Yes, there is only wine in this world! No matter how bad the mood is, as long as you drink a good sip of wine, nothing matters. Alan held up his goblet and looked at the red wine through the ceiling light, and said a very philosophical sentence.

"Then again, you're going to have a pistol for me, and I don't have to shoot, but it's better to have a weapon." Chen Xu sat on the sofa in a comfortable position and said with a sip of wine.

"Oh...... Don't worry about this, I have already prepared a gun for you, you wait a while! Alan put the red wine in his hand on the coffee table, then got up and went to the second floor, and after a while, he walked down with a yellow wooden box, sent it to Chen Xu, and said with a smile: "Do you feel familiar, open it and take a look." ”

"My Colt Python...... At first, this gun was used very well in India, but then after getting on a submarine at a castle off the coast of Argentina, the gun disappeared, and I always thought I had lost it! Chen Xumo held the Colt revolver, his eyes flashed with excitement, there was nothing more tempting for him than this powerful revolver.

"You left this gun on the table in the castle and forgot to take it, I knew you liked it, so I brought it back, and now I have a chance to return it to its original owner!" Alan sipped red wine proudly, and he kept the revolver all the time.

Alan clearly saw that in the battle in India, after Chen Xu got the gun, it was as if the gun god was possessed, and every bullet shot could accurately hit the target's head. You must know that those mercenaries who practice guns all year round may not be able to hit the target even if they shoot at close range, but Chen Xu can shoot and kill at the scene of a complex gunfight, this kind of psychological quality and marksmanship are definitely not something ordinary people can have!

Alan once suspected that the revolver had any special function, but he didn't feel any difference from other guns after taking the box of bullets. He thought that it might be that the gun had been recognized, and that no one else would be able to exert its power when they held it.

"Why are you so accurate in your marksmanship! I also practice guns every day, but when it comes to fighting, my hands still tremble and the bullets fly. Teach me your skills, and in return, I'll get a Treasure Platinum 1735 watch and give it to you" Alan longed for Chen Xu to teach him the ability to wear a hundred steps, and did not hesitate to sacrifice Chen Xu's favorite watch as bait.

Chen Xu ejected the nest of the revolver, wiped the barrel with a tampon, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I already have a collection of this watch, if you can help me get a Patek Philippe 1961 3449 moon phase watch, I may consider teaching you this gun killing stunt." ”

3449 moon phase watch! Are you kidding? There are only three of these watches in total, and the collectors of this kind of watch are experts who love watches, how can they take out such a precious Mingzhen and sell it! Allen scratched his ears and cheeks, the number of famous watches that Chen Xu said was extremely rare, and whether he could find it was another matter, even if he found a collector, he might not be willing to sell it.

"That's not my problem, death threats! Robust! Or just kill that collector and just get it for me. My grandfather is about to celebrate his 90th birthday, and I want to give this rare watch as a gift, so please. Chen Xu tied the holster under his left armpit, then filled the bullet nest with bullets and inserted it into the holster, and then adjusted the comfort.

"Oh...... It turns out that the old lady is going to celebrate her birthday, but it's hard to find such a rare watch, why don't I find a beautiful antique table clock as a gift? Alan felt embarrassed and came up with a compromise solution. He knows that the reason why Chen Xu is obsessed with famous watches is actually a kind of cherishing of time, and only by seeing the hands of the clock that keeps turning at any time can he feel that time is constantly passing, and every second of life is precious and should be cherished.

"It's okay, if you really can't find a beautiful antique table clock, it's not bad, but I can find this myself, so I won't need you." Chen Xu clapped his hands and stood up and straightened his clothes, and continued: "Rest enough, call our manpower, tonight's operation is about to begin." ”

Alan glanced at the sun outside and had already set above the head of the Statue of Liberty, and seeing that it was about to get dark, he nodded, took his matching gun, and went out with Chen Xu.

Alan took Chen Xu to the back door of a bar not far from his home, and walked down the narrow and dark staircase to the second floor, before the door opened, he smelled the choking smell of smoke, and after entering, he saw that several personal bodyguards he sent over were making up a table and playing mahjong, and some were playing billiards with the six tall mercenaries of the Allen family on the other side, guns and ammunition were piled up on the table at random, and a tape recorder on the window was playing the sound of obscenity, and the whole room was dirty and messy, like a gangster's lair.

"Stand upright!" As the captain shouted, the eight bodyguards all threw down what they were doing and stood up straight, watching Chen Xu put his fingers under his nose and slowly walked into the house.

"A few of you are having a good time, I haven't seen mahjong for a few days, and after you go back, you are responsible for washing the socks in the group for three months!" Chen Xu saw that it had only been a few days, and his personal bodyguards were all relaxed, as a professional soldier, this kind of slackness is absolutely not allowed, considering that it is not good to perform the task soon, it is too severe, so he punished these guys to wash their socks as punishment.

The smelliest place in the barracks is not the toilet, which is usually cleaned spotlessly and very clean, and the most smelly thing is the socks of these soldiers, who are usually worn for physical training, soaked in sweat and liberation rubber shoes, the smell can be imagined, and they can be used as biological weapons.

The faces of the eight guys showed a look of despair, there is a special unit in the barracks responsible for washing socks, and the socks are basically cleaned and disinfected uniformly, and the worn holes are removed, and then they are matched and redistributed. Because thousands of pairs of socks had to be washed every day, the task was more tiring than physical training, and the soldiers were reluctant to do such things, so the commanders generally punished them for doing the hard work for making mistakes.

Under Chen Xu's education, the eight personal bodyguards honestly sat aside to watch the guns be sorted out, and they didn't dare to play anymore. Alan saw that Chen Xu had obeyed his subordinates with a word, and said with an unhappy face at his subordinates: "What are you looking at!" Why don't you sort out your equipment quickly, and do you want Lao Tzu to help you personally? What about Fauber! ”

"Boss, Fauber went out to buy us dinner, and will be back in a while." A mercenary, nearly two meters tall with a bare head, replied in a Texas accent.

As soon as the words of the Texas bald head fell, I saw Allen's old butler Furber breaking in with two large bags of boxed lunches, and saw the two old faces smiling and said, "You are also here, I was about to call you!" Come on, come on! We just ate the meal together. ”

Except for Allen, all of them are soldiers in the house, and even Fauber is a veteran, so he has a very big appetite, and Fauber specially bought a large steak for everyone, and the chicken thighs are enough to ensure that everyone will not feel hungry all night. After all, this kind of kidnapping of CIA agents is very sensitive, they only have one night to interrogate, and tomorrow the CIA will react and start to act.

"You finish the steak for me, I'll probably be running around outside tonight, but I don't have time for you to find something to eat!" Chen Xu kicked Allen, this guy dislikes beef too old, and he doesn't want to eat it anymore after taking a few bites.

"This thing is so old that I can't chew it without chewing it, how can I swallow it!" Alan also knew that this was not the time to lose his temper, so he had to continue to cut the steak and stuff it into his mouth and chew it vigorously.

"Boss, have a beer!" The Texas bald man next to him thoughtfully handed over the beer and asked Alan to press the beef into his stomach with wine.

After a group of people had eaten and drunk enough, they were armed with weapons and ammunition and walked downstairs at night, driving towards the target's house in two disguised vans. (To be continued.) )