Chapter 289: Two Punches

Brian is very tired now, really tired, he has not had a good rest for a long time, this physical and mental exhaustion, Brian feels very weak, and wants to lie on the bed and sleep hard, but Brian can't sleep, and he doesn't dare to sleep. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a former member of the FBI, Brian knows very well how powerful the United States is, and now is not very years ago, when the two hegemons of the United States and the Soviet Union competed for domination of the earth, since the collapse of the Soviet Union, the United States has been unprecedentedly strong, and the name of world hegemon has been well deserved.

Brian knew exactly what his prison robbery meant to the United States.

This slap is loud, crisp and loud! This slap may not hurt, but this slap is really loud.

It's not a big deal, it's nothing more than a prison robbery, and not even a single person died, but the problem is that in the eyes of some people, this is a provocation, a provocation to the American regime and the dignity of a hegemon-level power.

So Brian didn't dare to stay in the United States, because Brian knew that the current America was too dangerous for him.

Who knows how many agents the FBI is willing to send for a traitor like himself?

Successive FBI agents, as long as they are traitors, they will not end well.

Brian didn't have to guess to know that his boss's face must be ugly now.

Even the boss of his own boss will have a very ugly face.

So after rescuing Nick, Brian smuggled Mia directly to Mexico, and the United States couldn't accommodate the two of them, and the two had to find a place where America's claws couldn't reach.

The ultimate goal of the two is Rio, Brazil, not because the Brazilian government can protect them, Rio is just a transit point in Brian's plan, and they are here because they have friends in Rio.

An old friend from a long, long time ago, his name is Vincent.

Of course, the road is not easy, from the United States to Brazil, there is a distance of more than 7,000 kilometers.

The distance of more than 7,000 kilometers is not a very long distance, and it is quite easy for normal car owners to run tens of thousands of kilometers a year.

But the problem is that Brian has an American wanted warrant behind him, and now is the time to race against the clock, and Brian can't afford the slightest respite.

The car was running at full speed almost 24 hours a day, Brian couldn't hold it and changed to Mia, Mia couldn't hold it, Brian continued, hiding, and almost all of the food, clothing, shelter and transportation of the two were in the car.

Fortunately, Brian had been an agent for a while before, and this time the plan was planned by Brian.

So there was enough food and water in the car, as well as banknotes and coins from various countries, to go to the gas station to refuel, and only choose the unmanned self-service gas station, and even so, it took the two of them five days to come to Brazil, to this slum in Rio.

Is it worth it?

Standing on this extremely steep dirt path, surrounded by a backward earthy yellow, littered with iron shelves and rusty tin tile sheds, Vincent asked himself this question.

Is it worth it? Brian asked himself this question as well.

I was originally an FBI agent, loyal to the most powerful country in the world, with a great future, I am still young, I have a lot of room for promotion, and when I retire, my position can reach a very high level.

Even if he maintains his current status from now on, Brian's life and Brian's status in society are still the envy of many people.

But what about now?

He has become a fugitive, the most powerful country in the world has issued a wanted warrant for him, and his social status has plummeted, from being envied to being shouted and beaten by everyone now.

Well, let Brian count. How many countries in the world can protect themselves?

The once enviable profession is now unable to even guarantee food and clothing for three meals a day, and the former boss is now eager to kill himself immediately.

There is even a chance that an agent in civilian clothes will catch himself at any time, or even shoot himself to death.

Brian believes they will.

Because it's not complicated, just write a sentence on the report that you threaten the public, and the safety of the agents on duty, such as yourself with bombs, guns and other lethal weapons to try to resist, and then everything is solved.

Anyway, he will have been killed by then, and the other party can say whatever he wants.

Brian knew all too well that there were twists and turns, in fact he had done it before, and if it wasn't too much trouble to capture him, the agents would be more than willing to take him back alive, after all, it was a lot of credit.

But if they feel like they're in trouble, they'll choose this simple and particularly effective method.

Is it worth it? Brian didn't know either.

Brian is not an indecisive man, but he is not very clear about whether he really wants to rob Nick from prison this time and give everything for Nick.

There were many reasons why I decided to rescue Nick in the first place.

On the one hand, it was because of Mia, seeing Mia's painful appearance, Brian felt panicked in his heart.

And then it was the moment he knew that the court had completely ignored his advice, and Brian was extremely angry in his heart.

What else? It should also be partly because of Letty's death that Brian feels guilty about Nick, and the relationship between himself and Nick, which is friendship, but also the bond between brother and family.

Nick's sentence of being tired of logging made Brian feel a lot more different emotions in his heart.

In short, too many things were clogged together, and in the end, Brian made this choice.

In fact, Brian already regretted it a little when he said the plan to rob the prison, but the words have already been spoken, what else can he say?

Bite the bullet and do a wave, anyway, it should be a tribute to your lost youth.

It's just that Brian didn't think that some things were addictive.

It's as if part of the reason why he agreed to Vincent's suggestion to steal the car was because Brian really needed a sum of money now, but Brian couldn't deny the fact that his heart couldn't help but accelerate when Vinson made this suggestion.

That afternoon, Brian left Rio with Mia and two train tickets.

Regarding tomorrow's car theft plan, Brian still needs to think carefully, he needs money, but this does not mean that he will let Mia take risks, with Brian's years of experience as an FBI agent, Brian can detect that Vincent is hiding something from him.

Late at night, in the dilapidated Cuban ghetto, Vinson, who couldn't sleep, got up from his bed, and at this moment Vincent's mood was a little complicated, he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for him to bring Brian and Mia into this plan.

Sitting stupidly on the bed and stunned for a long time, until the prompt's brain woke him up, Vincent shook his head, washed his face, sobered himself up, picked up his luggage, looked at his wife and children who were sleeping on the bed, and Vincent left quietly.

It's just that

What Vincent didn't expect was that the moment he pushed open the door, a heavy punch slammed into his face.

It hurts, it hurts, as if this is not a fist, but a strong hammer.

A mouthful of blood flowed from Vincent's mouth, and Vincent's head went blank.

For a full minute, Vincent didn't react.

When Vincent's consciousness gradually recovered, Vincent saw Lan Ze looking at him with a smile on his face.

The next moment, Lan Ze's fist continued to enlarge in his vision, and Vincent fell into a coma again.

The only thought in my head was, I'm a Shet, why did this bastard beat me?

"Lan Ze, what do you mean? Why fight Vincent? Nick on the side frowned slightly, looking at Lan Ze with a puzzled expression.

Lan Ze shrugged, with the same smile on his face, wiped the blood on his fist casually, and looked at Nick with an indifferent expression: "Hey, Nick, man, you have to be calm, don't look at me to punch this bastard twice, but believe me, it won't be long before this guy will thank me for beating him now." ”

Looking at Nick, who was still puzzled, Lan Ze patted Nick on the shoulder: "Man, you know what I'm best at, if I wanted to kill him, I would have done it a long time ago, don't worry, you'll understand in a few days, it's okay, I'll go first, and when Vincent wakes up, you can talk to him." ”

As if thinking of something, Lan Ze took out a Bluetooth headset from his pocket and threw it to Nick, a trace of seriousness flashed on Lan Ze's face: "By the way, you take this, don't tell anyone, including Vincent, okay, I'm leaving." ”

Looking at Lan Ze's back as he left, a trace of deep confusion flashed in Nick's eyes.

Nick couldn't see through Lan Ze before, but now Nick still can't see through Lan Ze, I have to say, Lan Ze is really a weirdo.

Shaking his head, Nick no longer thinks about Lan Ze's question, everyone has their own secrets, Nick is not a detective, and he doesn't need to get to the bottom of everything.

For example, he never asked Lan Ze why he was able to find him earlier than the United States, and why he never saw any pursuers since he met Lan Ze.

Everyone has their own secrets, what is a friend? What is Family?

I'll be a good listener when you want to talk to me, and I'll pretend I don't know anything when you don't want to talk to me.

Looking at Vincent, who was still unconscious on the ground, Nick shook his head and lifted Vincent up from the ground......