As soon as Brookett took a sip of wine from his glass, he saw Dewey knocked to the ground, and all the wine in his mouth spurted out.

He saw it very clearly, although Bayi's punch was a bit fierce, there was no discipline at all, and the parts of the force were not right, relying only on the brute strength on his body, and at first glance he was an ordinary person who had not undergone any combat training

But it was such an ordinary person who actually killed Dewey with one punch, leaving the captain of the Huaxia anti-terrorism team powerless to fight back.

"No way, it must be my eyes!"

Brookett reached out to rub his eyes, and the chicken thief next to him was already screaming and rushing over.

Only then did he realize that it was not his eyes that were spent, but that it had really happened, and he hurriedly ran over.

Fights at night are the norm, they happen in any country, anywhere, and people react in much the same way. By the time the chicken thief and Brookett rushed over, the people had formed a circle, shouting one after another.

"Pretty buddy, hit him hard!"

"Little white face, fight back, fight back like a man, fight back with your fists!"

"One more punch, yes, that's ......"

It seems that watching the excitement is not the only interest of Chinese people, people all over the world like it.

In the crowd, Bayi was grabbing Dewey's collar and smashing his fist at him, shouting, "This is a lesson for you, take care of your mouth in the future!" ”

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The chicken thief stretched out his hand to separate the crowd and squeezed inside, Brookett followed closely behind, shouting at Bayi, "Hey, what are you doing, let him go immediately!" ”

Bayi didn't let go of Dewey, turned his head and glanced at them disdainfully, and sneered: "There are two more, both of them are the same dog, let me do these traitors!" ”

Several of his companions rushed at once, but instead of making a move, they stopped the chicken thief and Brookett, and one of them said, "It's none of your business. ”

"It's none of our business to go to Nima, get out of the way!"

The chicken thief scolded and punched him, and Brookett had no choice but to join the battle.

But he never expected that the chicken thief suddenly slipped under his feet, and this punch not only missed, but also caused him to fall to the ground, and also tripped Brookett by the way.

Brookett's mind was as if thousands of alpacas were running wildly.

"Nima, this is Huaxia's Counter-Strike? The street gangsters are also more powerful than them, is it that Huaxia relies on them to fight terrorists? ”

But Brookett didn't have time to think about it, and when Bayi's friends saw the two falling, they immediately surrounded them and beat the water dogs, raising their feet as if they were kicking down.

As an excellent intelligence agent, even if Brookett falls, he will not let these ordinary people slaughter, he has at least a dozen ways to get out, and he can also counteract.

However, things didn't go the way he imagined. Brookett was about to fight back when the chicken thief who fell next to him suddenly kicked out and kicked him in the heart.

Brookett only felt that his eyes were dark, and he suddenly lost his breath.

By the time he regained his senses, four or five feet had already kicked him in no particular order.

For a good agent, even if he is at a disadvantage, as long as he is given the opportunity, he can still turn defeat into victory.

But Brookett never imagined that whenever he was ready to fight back, the chicken thief would always give him just the right time to make him miss the opportunity.

He was willing to believe that the chicken thief was not targeting him, but simply wanted to fight back.

But even if you step on the horse, you have to find the right target, okay?

Why do you have to come to me every time?

Why is the time so accurate every time?

Brookett finally understood a truth, he is not afraid of a god-like opponent, he is afraid of a pig-like teammate, with such a teammate by his side, it is not just a slot!

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, stop it!"

Just when Brookett wanted to cry without tears, he finally heard a heavenly voice, which was the security guard of the night club.

Hearing the news, the security guards rushed into the crowd, pulled Bayi and his friends apart, and dragged Dewey and the three others from the ground.

Brookett felt that his vision was blurry, and his left eye was a little unable to open, he knew that it was swollen by someone, and his body hurt even more like a fight. As if there was something in his mouth, he spat the ground, only to find that the two front teeth had spit out together.

"Why are these guys so ruthless? How much hatred is this, how much hatred? ”

Brookett looked at Dewey and the chicken thief, thinking that the two of them should be worse than himself.

What he couldn't believe was that apart from the corner of Dewey's mouth being broken, there were almost no injuries on the faces of these two.

Nima, what's going on?

"Why are you fighting here, don't you know what this place is?"

Brookett was in a daze, and the security guard who took the lead asked both sides, and the head of the security guard actually had the face of Zhang Huaxia.

"I, I don't know, I just wanted to make friends with them, and they suddenly started beating me." Dewey hurriedly said.

The Russian he used, which was also one of the official languages of the Republic of Sark, could be understood even by the Sarks, and the head of the security guard with a Chinese face could understand it, and he turned his head to look at the Bayi people.

"Is that so?"

"No, he's a traitor!" Bayi pointed to Dewey and said in proficient Chinese.

Traitors originally referred specifically to the Han people in China, but they have also become a general term for Chinese thieves.

The security chief's eyes immediately narrowed when he heard this, he sneered twice, and said, "It turned out to be a dog traitor, give me a hard beating!" ”

The security guards who were pulling Dewey and the three immediately started to move, and Brookett finally understood why Dewey and the chicken thief were not injured on their faces.

When those security guards moved, the two of them immediately protected their faces, bent their knees downward, and blocked the vital points of their bodies.

Brookett, on the other hand, was a step slower and was punched in the right eye, and the only intact eye immediately swollen.

Brookett had just been beaten too hard, and he felt pain when he moved, so he couldn't talk about a counterattack, so he could only follow Dewey's example and desperately protect the vital point and make himself less injured.

The security guards beat the three of them and dragged them out of the nightclub like dead dogs and threw them at the gate.

"Dog traitor, if you are smarter, you will disappear from Chimut for me, otherwise I will see you once and beat you once!"

The security guard pointed at Dewey and the three and dropped a cruel word, then turned to Bayi who was following him and said, "Dude, well done, your expenses today are all on my account." Let's go in and have a drink! ”

Watching the group leave, Brookett got up from the ground, squinted his swollen peach-like eyes, and asked vaguely, "What the hell is going on, can you tell me?" ”

He could not speak Mandarin and did not understand the cause and effect, so he could only ask Dewey about it.

Dewey sat on the ground, rubbing his arms

said: "I don't know what's going on? Brookett, call the police immediately, we are not done with this today! ”

Alarm?

Brookett felt a sense of confusion.

How should he tell the police that the intelligence agents of the National Counter-Terrorism Center and the captain of the Huaxia Anti-Terrorism Team were beaten in the largest nightclub in Chillt, and they didn't know why?

Dewey can afford to lose this man, but he Brookett can't afford to lose it!

But what if he couldn't afford it, he still had to call the police, Ivanovsky repeatedly explained that he asked him to accompany Dewey and the two, but not only did he not accompany him, but he also injured the two.

If he refuses to call the police again, he will not be spared by Deputy Director Ivanovsky without anyone else.

"Okay, I'll call the police!" Brookett said.

"Wait a minute," Dewey suddenly grabbed him, "Wait a minute, don't reveal our identities, just find a way to find a relationship, just treat these people well, I think you must have a way." ”

It turns out that you know that you can't afford to lose people!

Brookett hated his teeth so much, of course, even if he didn't hate them, he still had a tooth pain, and he lost two front teeth.

"Okay, I'll definitely not reveal our identities if I trust the relationship."

Brookett thought about it for a moment and decided to report back to Ivanovsky first.

He took the phone and walked to a corner where no one was and dialed it.

"Mr. Ivanovsky, I'm Brookett."

"I know it's you, but what's wrong with your voice?" Ivanovsky asked curiously.

Brookett hesitated for a moment, but still said honestly: "Well, we were beaten." ”

"What?!"

The sound of something breaking on the phone shows how surprised Ivanovsky must have been.

"What the hell is going on? Who hit you? Have you encountered terrorists? ”

"Not a terrorist, it's a nightclub ......"

Brookett recounted the incident in detail, and Ivanovsky, who was opposite, did not speak for a long time.

"Mr. Ivanovsky, are you still there?" Brookett asked cautiously.

"Mom!"

Ivanovsky's anger finally burst out, and he scolded: "I knew, I knew!" These gold-plated waste II generations are not fuel-efficient lamps......"

The second generation of gold-plated?

Brookett suddenly realized.

No wonder their combat effectiveness is so scummy, it turned out to be a group of gold-plated second-generation people!

Brookett only felt that there was a faint sweetness in his throat, something was about to rush out, and he knew that it was old blood that was so angry that he was about to spit it out!

He calmed down for a long time, and finally endured the old blood, and took advantage of the fact that the deputy director was tired of scolding, and asked carefully: "Mr. Ivanovsky, what should I do now, do I still have to call the police?" ”

Ivanovsky took a deep breath and said: "Call the police, but not in our name, and do not reveal our identity." You must have friends at the police station in Chillt who don't know your identity, go find them? ”

Obviously, he also felt that the National Anti-Terrorism Center could not afford to lose this person and let Brookett find his own connections.

The identity of Brookett's intelligence agent is kept secret, and there are some friends in the three sects and nine streams, and few know his identity, so he replied: "Yes, I'll call him and ask them to deal with this matter." ”

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