Huddled outside the hotel and at a loss for words, Lockheed Operations Director Mitch Murphy was in a daze. Friedman was cowering in a van smoking a cigar depressedly, with "Mickey" in his name, but not as lucky as Mickey Mouse.

Although permission was obtained, I searched the entire hotel but found nothing, and even the mechanical dog brought in did not find any clues, it seems that the other party has been prepared and extremely cunning.

"Mr. Friedman! There's something new!"

"What's the situation!"

As if smelling something unusual, Mickey. Friedman's eyes widened suddenly.

"That 'dragon knight' is out, and he is going to Luoshanji!"

He was reported to him by a subordinate of the Operations Division, a message that had just been shared from the CIA.

The $10,000 piece of gold played a role that exceeded its original value.

"Well done, Vic, I knew, I knew, this guy had to go against Lockheed, this guy had a criminal record, hey, it was him."

Mickey. Friedman thinks he has become possessed by Sherlock Holmes and reasoned everything clearly.

There is only one truth, that's right, only he, only he has the ability to do it, not only the pilot, but also Lockheed, this is revenge, what a hateful guy.

Boeing's sixth-generation fighter display was in a mess, Lin Mo didn't know that he had carried the black pot for Bai Lang, and the four parties got together, and the situation was so chaotic that it was beyond everyone's imagination.

"Mr. Friedman! What are we going to do? The CIA wasn't going to help us, and was going to send him to a cosplay show in Los Angeles. ”

So far, Lockheed still has reservations about the US government and military, and the nature of the "Fenrir" alloy is simply too important, and they also have to guard against greed from the government and the military.

If he really believed the law, Coca-Cola would not have applied for a patent for Coke until now, but kept the formula tightly sealed in its own safe to protect it.

"Shit's cosplay show? Hmph, excuses! Arrange for someone to catch up. Find a way to get rid of the agents around him and get things back, there is a Chinese consulate general in Los Angeles, and he must not be allowed to send 'Fenrir' to the consulate. Otherwise, it's bad. ”

Mickey. Friedman was so satisfied with his reasoning skills that he seemed to have become the great detective Sherlock Holmes, and became more and more convinced of his guesses.

What a very calm guy, at such a time, he dares to go out, and he is not afraid of attracting suspicion for himself? If it were him, he should be careful to shrink in the crowd in a low-key manner, not like he is so swaggering.

Sit in the driver's seat. Robam driving a vehicle. Stark looked at Lin Mo in the back seat through the rearview mirror and muttered in his heart.

This guy didn't even know how to avoid suspicion at all, didn't he know that going out at this time meant that he would bring danger to himself?

"Fifteen minutes to go."

Uda. Gates looked at the highway signs, and after a few hours of high-speed driving, the sky was gradually getting brighter.

"Okay, hi Lin, it's almost there." Robam. Starck said hello.

Lin Mo, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes. Nodding his head, he looked at the address on the note in his hand, although the CIA guys hated it. But it's quite enthusiastic.

The nervous Dragon Knight naturally didn't know that he had become a suspect in Boeing and Lockheed, and as for the rest, he didn't care.

Whether in another world or this world, Lin Mo has long been accustomed to fighting with all his might, and leaving the rest to the logistics staff, and he will not think about it so much at all.

Uda. Gates asked curiously, "Are you really participating in a cosplay show?" You're an expert at studying aircraft!"

Of course, two CIA agents couldn't understand that an expert in fighter jets could have such a hobby, shouldn't Chinese researchers be serious about research? Even if you have some hobbies, it should be a traditional ** good to play all kinds of balls, write calligraphy, or play chess.

Cosplay is an advanced fashion event that doesn't have anything to do with scientists.

"A hobby!"

Lin Mo naturally knew. Playing cosplay is also a cover for his true background, compared to the combat profession in this world, the dragon knight in the other world is the secret that Lin Mo strictly guards.

This secret is known to only one dragon in this world, well, belonging to the mercenary system, except for Lin Mo. It's limited to this world.

If it was placed in Lin Mo's original world, human beings were no different from ants in the eyes of the dragon clan, and humans wanted to hire a giant dragon? Don't be funny, that's impossible, the dragon clan wants to get what they want mostly by grabbing, and only the dragon clan will have exchange transactions within the clan.

"What a quirky hobby!" Uda. Gates shook his head, incomprehensible, and said to his partner who was driving the car next to him: "Hey, Robam wants to eat something later, I know where there is a place in Luoshanji, the hot dog is particularly delicious, the sausage is specially made, the meat is oily, and the fragrant cheese and spices, oh!" The taste is simply unforgettable, Lin, you want it too! God"

Uda. Gates had just looked frightened, when suddenly the car flipped up with a loud bang, and the car seemed to spin in the sky, and a scorching heat rushed in.

Just now, Uda. When Gates wanted to ask Lin Mo if he wanted a delicious hot dog, a white smoke suddenly appeared in his pupils, and a white smoke suddenly burst out of the oblique thorn on the side of the road ahead.

The white smoke hit the hood directly, and a fireball suddenly rose, and the powerful shock wave accompanied by the explosion directly shattered the solid front windshield, turning into countless snowflakes in an instant.

Bulletproof glass, which can withstand continuous fire from small arms, cannot withstand the aftermath of rocket attacks.

The rocket lost power as soon as it hit the engine, and the forward momentum that did not disappear directly caused the vehicle to jump on Route 10.

Three and a half weeks of forward rolling, plus two and a half weeks of rotation, the difficulty coefficient is 9.5.

The invisible powerful potential energy oscillates back and forth in the body of the car, seriously damaging the body structure.

A sleek, new-style vehicle tumbled into tatters in the blink of an eye, paint, metal rolled up, horribly torn and broken, and glass ballast fell to the ground.

The fact is destined that the Autobots from Cybertron will not be able to get a place in the gymnastics competition, and they will not even want to enter the preliminaries.

Lin Mo finally pushed open the deformed door from the car that had stopped rolling, and snorted a few times in annoyance.

This goods was finally attacked, and it was rare to be embarrassed, and if the brothers in the "dark night" saw it, they would have to point at him and joke that this goods were not in their team, where was the calm demeanor of the soldier king's team in the face of danger.

Luckily, he wasn't injured, his skin wasn't broken, and his clothes weren't torn, and it was the seat belts in the car that protected him, otherwise he would have been thrown out of the car and lying on his stomach on the side of the road.

The traffic safety laws and regulations in the United States are strict, the driver's license is easy to test, and the road is difficult, even the thief runs away and the police who chase after him know that he should hang up his seat belt before stepping on the accelerator.

The dragon rider is not trained in car ramming, and although he is protected by a seat belt, embarrassment is inevitable.

Honk, horn, and a series of popping sounds could be heard in the distance.

Sparks continued to erupt on the hull of the car behind Lin Mo.

Someone was shooting at him, and he didn't hesitate at all, just turned around and hid behind the vehicle.

"What a bunch of nasty guys."

Lin Mo was inexplicable about the sudden attack, could it be that Lockheed tore up the rest agreement and wanted to attack him?

But these two CIA agents who were involved in the CIA are not easy to mess with, Lockheed offended the CIA, and the end can be guessed almost with just the toes.

The two agents in the car still didn't move, maybe they had lost consciousness during the impact and rolling, maybe they were unlucky and hung up directly, and they couldn't count on these two CIA guys to rely on themselves.

It's only early in the morning, and there aren't many vehicles on the road, only occasionally a car passes, and the section and timing chosen by the enemy are obviously also after some consideration.

Reaching out and grabbing the other side of the car door, in the strange creaking sound, the locked structure of the car door could not withstand the strange force of the dragon knight at all, like a piece of paper being torn alive.

Seeing the place where the gunfire broke out, Lin Mo threw the ripped off car door like a frisbee.

Rumble!

A scream rang out from the bushes beside the road, and the gunfire immediately stopped.

Lin Mo didn't take the liberty of going up to investigate, but then ripped off another car door and continued to smash it out.

With no guns and no other weapons, the golden dragon was not around, and he had to fight back with whatever weapon he could use.

There was no movement in the bushes for a long time.

The fire outside the car is getting bigger and bigger, and there is a tendency to spread to the inside of the car, and the smoke inside the car is getting thicker and thicker.

Glancing at the two unknown agents in the car, Lin Mo lowered his head, ripped off the seat belts on their bodies, dragged them out one by one, and threw them on the side of the road.

If you don't save yourself when you die, I'm afraid you will also bring yourself some unnecessary trouble.

The almost completely deformed vehicle quickly sank into flames not long after Lin Mo dragged the two agents.

Pulling through the headset of one of the agents, Lin Mo told the CIA about the attack, and when they sent someone to help, Lin Mo began to walk towards the location of the attacker on the side of the road.

He wanted to see who was sacred, daring to provoke China and the United States at the same time.

PS: Tip + monthly pass! Gundam or something, I really haven't seen it. (To be continued......)