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Unlike a certain country south of Russia and north of India, do you fall in love or not? To get married or not to get married? Who are you married? When will it be done? Parents in the U.S. never bother, and they don't bother to ask these questions. Happy? Wen? Fiction www.lwxs520.com

Forced marriage, arranged by parents, are rare terms that make Americans feel incomprehensible, and everything in the United States respects the will and freedom of children. This made Robert feel relieved.

But now, in line with the principle of being responsible for yourself, you should also think about finding your other half.

Robert's finger slid rapidly across the screen, quickly filling out the VIP registration form and returning it to the stewardess in front of him with a smile.

"Thank you for choosing Pan Am's VIP service, please go to our official website and download the mobile app, register with your mobile phone number and log in, you can enjoy our various VIP services. You can also use your mobile phone as a mobile wallet for various card payment operations. Finally, I wish you a happy life. After the flight attendant finished introducing the relevant business, Wan Er smiled and turned to leave.

Looking at the other party's distant back, looking back on her warmth and professionalism, a throbbing feeling permeated Robert's heart, I really hope that the next time I return to San Francisco, I can have the opportunity to see her again, ask her to meet and drink coffee or something, even if it is an ordinary friend.

Time passed quietly, and Robert soon heard the boarding reminder for his flight in the hall, and he tidied up the corner of his clothes and walked towards the boarding gate.

Editor's note: From San Francisco, California, to Washington, D.C., the journey spanned almost the entire United States. As a U.S. citizen, Robert can easily travel to and from the airliner via a civilian airliner. It can only be reached in a few hours.

But if the secret service team led by Hugh knew that they had finally arrived in the United States to track down the whereabouts of the disc, but the disc was transferred from Washington to San Francisco, and because of the security guards at the airport, they had to take ground transportation from the easternmost point of the United States to the westernmost point of the United States.

Louis was the first to bubble: "Blow up your Y, don't bring such a cheat!" ”

Boston Suburbs******

After a full morning, after resting and recovering in the safe house set up by the organization in Boston, everyone gathered their equipment and prepared to continue their journey to the capital.

Hugh took the keys to two Ford sedans from the Secret Service, and he drove one of them, along with Katyusha and Nick. Another key was handed to Olivia, who carried Luis and Lula in her car.

As the two cars drove along the wide intercontinental highway in the afternoon, they watched the green belt on both sides of the road rapidly receding to the rear and the unchanged scenery along the way, and the tiredness that had not yet recovered safely gradually came over them.

Just when most people were sleeping, there were screaming sirens on the road behind them, could it be that the other party discovered their whereabouts so quickly? Thinking of what to do if there is a conflict with the police after everyone is dressed in civilian clothes for the convenience of travel, and after losing the protection of nano combat suits, thinking of this, Hugh's hands holding the steering wheel can't help but get nervous.

Everyone was awakened by this sudden situation at the same time, and they all prepared the weapons they carried, if the other party wanted to rush forward and force them to stop, it was impossible for the agent team to be caught like this, and they would definitely fight the other party to the end.

"Where's your grenade?" Olivia turned her head to Louis in the back seat with concern and asked, in case she was bitten by the other party, it was a big deal to throw a few over and give the other party a little color.

"Inside the trunk." The other party replied.

"Can't you be reliable? When you landed at the dock, you had a bunch on you, and the last half of them were useless, and now when you need them, you throw them in the trunk, NB. Olivia complained.

"Don't worry, everyone. The goal of the police is not us. Lula pointed out the window and saw a black Mustang behind him speeding at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour, a supercar with a large-displacement V8 engine that could provide strong horsepower output and throw the police car behind him more than 300 meters away.

The Mustang whistled past the two Ford sedans of the Secret Service team, and quickly moved in front of them, only to see that the trunk of the other party was not tightly closed, revealing an open duffel bag, and some hundred-dollar bills were blown out like snowflakes with the bumps of the vehicle and the rapid wind.

Because the interstate highway is different from the highway, the speed of the vehicles driving in the middle is generally limited to 60-75 kilometers, and the drivers of some cars have stopped the car on the side of the road, or directly parked the car in the middle of the road, acting as a roadblock to protect themselves, jumping out of the car to pick up the pie that fell from the sky, and the road suddenly became chaotic.

These passers-by are happy, and the dollars they get can be exchanged for a few bottles of good wine or a few packs of good cigarettes in the supermarket, but they are miserable for the police cars following behind, and they have to shuttle between the traffic with sirens blaring. What's more, some impatient police officers couldn't stand this trouble, so they simply drove off the interstate and into the parallel wilderness, kicking up a puff of dust and tracking the wild horses in front of them.

As soon as the words "bank robber" came to mind, a man in the Mustang cart verified their judgment, the other party's face was covered with a red and yellow striped scarf, leaned half of his body out of the window, and clutched an MCR-100 automatic rifle behind him, trying to cause trouble for the police behind him, but he found that he had the upper hand in the distance, and there was no need to fire, so he retracted his body back into the car.

But their 150 km/h speed is clearly a violation of Massachusetts' road traffic safety laws, and the speeding camera on the billboard on the right side of the road has emitted frequent flashes to record it.

Hugh looked at the busy police cars in the rear, and the police cars driving out of the highway to chase fugitives in the wilderness, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Isn't the United States a country governed by the rule of law? How can it become more chaotic than some parts of your own country?

Looking at the robbers with guns in the wild horse cart, I really don't know if it is a blessing for the common people or a nightmare for the police in a country where gun ownership is liberalized and legalized.

Because the Mustang supercar inadvertently used a strategy of spending money to eliminate disasters, creating chaos on the intercontinental highway, it soon faded out of the eyes of the police and disappeared without a trace.