Chapter 2: Assassination

Mazatlan is the largest port and tourist attraction on the western Pacific coast of Mexico, and the streets and alleys along the road to the town can be seen full of blooming flowers and trees, graceful flowers that make people feel refreshed, but for Guan Chuanguo, the climate here is livable, and the girls are pleasant, and he can't wait to be drunk and die every day this winter.

The afternoon sun shone on his body, the two girls beside him, with long legs and plump buttocks, Guan Chuanguo recalled the beautiful scenery of last night and couldn't help but feel restless in his heart again, put down the wine glass and picked up the two of them to go back to the house, but heard a lifelong Chinese enthusiastically shouted in the distance,

"Mr. Guan, please wait a minute!", Guan Chuanguo was disgusted by this voice, and quickened his pace and walked to the house, not wanting this person to catch up quickly.

"Mr. Guan, Mr. Guan, please wait a minute!", Guan Chuanguo reluctantly turned around,

"Oh, it's Mr. Frank, what kind of wind is blowing you!", Frank was dressed in a white suit with blue stripes shining in the sun, and his smile was brighter than the sun, which made the tall blond man very graceful, and Frank, who noticed the two beauties, said humbly,

"Oh, two charming ladies, don't you mind lending me your prince for a minute, do you?", the two of them had no resistance to this personable American, but thinking that the owner of the money around them was more realistic, he smiled and went back to the house first.

Frank kindly pulled Guan Chuanguo to sit down,

"Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, why do you live here?", although Guan Chuanguo is disgusted, today's comfortable life is arranged by this smiling tiger, and it is not easy to have a seizure, handed over a cocktail, and asked,

"Mr. Frank, I'm afraid you're coming here to catch up with the past, right?"

"Oh, dear Mr. Guan, my brother really misses coming thousands of miles to get together, but there is indeed a little thing I want to tell Mr. Guan. Guan Chuanguo's wine in his mouth squirted out,

"Mr. Frank, don't scare me, you'll forget about me, can you?", Frank laughed,

"Brother, this isn't a nuisance, it's news, I guess you'll want to hear it. Guan Chuanguo stared at Frank for a full five minutes and sighed,

"Okay, you can say it. Frank leaned closer,

"That's the case, Wang Kai, have you been in touch recently?", Guan Chuanguo shook his head again and again,

"Obey your arrangement, no contact. ", Frank laughed,

"Wang Kai has returned to China recently, you shouldn't know yet, right?", Guan Chuanguo sat up suddenly, and Frank patted him on the shoulder,

"Don't get excited, this matter has nothing to do with us, and he didn't get into any trouble when he returned home, but I heard that the domestic extremist group wanted to assassinate him. Guan Chuanguo put down the wine glass and was about to leave,

"His own affairs have always been solved by himself, I'm afraid I don't have to worry about it!", Frank cared him,

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that this extremist organization hired a sniper from Russia at a high price, and is going to snipe him at a press conference in a week, and this level of sniping estimates that the authorities should not have enough strength to prevent it, okay, I have said everything that should be said, so I won't delay your pastime, and I will leave!" , Saying that Frank left with his sincere smile, Guan Chuanguo suddenly felt that his steps on the steps became extremely heavy, and he hesitated for a long time to enter the door and send away the two sexy girls, close the curtains, and pull out the AMR under the bed that accompanied him in life and death.

Frank rushed back to the laboratory in District 51 through thick and thin, Zhu Diwu had not gone out for two consecutive months, Frank happily patted Zhu Diwu,

"How is it, old friend, is there any progress?", Zhu Diwu wiped the oil stain on his glasses and said angrily,

"Do you understand?!", Frank laughed,

"Be happy, old friend, I've basically done what you explained!", Zhu Diwu didn't talk, and went to another corner to draw his drawings in a chattering voice, Frank's interest was not diluted by him, and he got himself a steaming cappuccino in front of the coffee machine.

"What is the speed of light, time, all I care about is my position!"