On the Mercedes bus, Bruce opened the passage door and came out of the cockpit.

The sudden movement froze the fiery atmosphere in the car, and everyone, including Marina and Natalia, looked at Bruce.

"I've got something to deal with." Martin just got up and walked over.

Bruce glanced at the women and whispered, "There's a tail in the back, and it's been following from the hotel, not like paparazzi and reporters." ”

Leonardo and Nicholson also came over.

The latter was most afraid that there would be nothing to do, and when he heard Bruce's words, he became excited and asked in a low voice: "There won't really be swallows in the car, right?" ”

Leonardo frowned: "I asked people to do a background check, and everyone who came here this time has more than five years of experience as an actor or model, and they are not the kind of people who are very active in their respective circles." ”

Martin thought for a moment and asked, "The specifics of the tail." ”

Bruce said: "Silver-gray Citroen sedan with ...... number plate"

"In this way, we will test and tempt, and leave it to me." Martin looked outside and whispered, "If there really are swallows in the car, why did she come?" It must be to attend a party and approach us. So, I'm guessing they're going to make it happen. ”

Leonardo and Nicholson both nodded.

"It's better to ...... like this," Martin whispered.

Leonardo agreed: "Yes, I listen to you, you bastard has the most bad ideas." ”

Nicholson wanted to play, but the idea was Martin's idea, and he couldn't grab it clearly, saying, "If your solution doesn't work, replace me again." ”

Martin nodded, "Yes." ”

Bruce returns to the cockpit and closes the doorway.

Martin grabbed the handrail and turned around to look at everyone.

Maybe it's going to take a bit long, and some people are bored fiddling with their phones.

Natalia turned off her phone and asked, "Did you encounter any problems?" ”

Martin said directly: "You may have to stay in the car for a little longer, we are followed by a tail, a Citroen has been following us since the hotel, I suspect they have other intentions." ”

"It can't be a paparazzi, right?" Yelena asked.

"I hope it's just entertainment or paparazzi." Martin was cautious: "I've had some bad things, I'm sure everyone has heard of them, and these things have made me develop a habit of always thinking about the bad in everything. ”

Sasha Ruth laughed and shouted, "You're the god of war!" ”

The women all laughed and shouted one by one.

Martin clapped his palms, pressed down with his hands, waited for the car to be quiet, and said: "Let's observe the situation first to see if we can shake off this tail, if the situation is not good, tonight's party can only be temporarily canceled, and we will meet again another day." ”

There is a need to fry the pot in the carriage, after all, many people rushed from Russia and Ukraine.

flew thousands of miles to deliver that, but it couldn't be delivered, and a woman would have resentment.

Martin shook his head.

Leonardo stepped forward and said, "Even if our meeting does not work, all the promises I have made to you will still be valid. ”

The carriage immediately fell silent.

The ultimate purpose of their coming here is not to fall in love.

For what, everyone knows.

While Leonardo was speaking, Marina held the mobile phone in one hand, and with the help of her body, she edited a text message at a professionally trained speed and sent it to her uncle.

She accepted the task and got on the bus, of course wanting to complete the task.

Of all the people in the car, none wanted the party to go as planned.

The text message was sent, and Marina skillfully switched back to the game interface and continued to play the mini-game just now.

Martin's voice came again: "Ladies and gentlemen, please be patient, our super driver will try to shake off the tail in the back." ”

The three discussed a few days ago that they might be targeted by French paparazzi reporters, and they also made several plans to get rid of the paparazzi.

Mercedes buses head towards a large parking lot with multiple exits.

…………

On the black van, my uncle received a message from Marina.

He immediately took the information next to him and looked at the itinerary of the crew of "Inception".

Martin Davis's crew will leave France tomorrow afternoon for a new promotional journey in Spain, and then fly around the world, and it will be impossible to have such a party in a short period of time.

With Martin's status and attractiveness in Hollywood, he will soon be attracted even by the party of other quarters, forgetting about the Russian side.

The uncle was very decisive and ordered: "Emergency, behind the target bus, there is a silver-gray Citroen tracking, please pay attention!" ”

"Target vehicle found, attention!" The subordinate replied in time, and after turning an intersection, the person in the other car said: "It is confirmed that the bank color Citroen is tracking the target bus, and the Citroen license plate is ......." ”

The uncle was disgusted by these accidents and asked, "Can you determine the vehicle information?" ”

A technician retrieved the vehicle information according to the license plate: "Citroen is a rental vehicle, and the leaser is an Englishman." ”

Hearing that it was the British, the uncle was a little disdainful, thought for a while, and said, "Find a suitable place to stop them, and don't let them disturb our target." ”

"Roger!"

"Roger!"

Someone asked, "Do you want to stuff the British's head in the ass?" ”

Uncle said: "Throw District 93 and fend for yourself." ”

He gave priority to ensuring that the party could be held, and ordered: "The bus is very vigilant, everyone immediately withdraws from the track, and stops Citroen with all their might, it must be stopped!" ”

It was already dark, and the bus turned into the underground parking lot, and the vehicles that had been contacted for a long time were on standby.

A car suddenly got into an accident and blocked the entrance to the parking lot.

Immediately after that, multiple vehicles blocked the one-way street at the entrance.

The bus entered the parking lot and stopped next to three commercial vehicles.

As the front and rear doors opened, Martin's three bastards and a group of hairy girls quickly got out of the car, got into three business cars, chose a suitable exit, and left the parking lot.

The Mercedes bus simply stopped in the parking lot.

At the entrance, the car that could not be started slowly drove into the parking lot after a short period of maintenance.

The silver-gray Citroen, caught in the traffic, finally entered the parking lot.

But the front has long lost sight of the target.

"Bastard!" Tom Hardy watched the Mercedes bus disappear from sight, feeling extremely aggrieved, planning for a few days, but unable to get anything, quite disappointed.

He didn't give up lightly, and said, "Look for it, they may not have left yet." ”

Rogers slowed down, looking carefully for the bus.

Citroen walked around the parking lot for a while, and Tom Hardy faintly saw the shadow of the bus, which was parked like a ghost in the darkest part of the parking lot.

He pointed, "Over there." ”

Rogers spun around and tried to turn around.

Opposite, a German Volkswagen drove over, because it was dark, and turned on its headlights.

The lights were dazzling, and Rogers subconsciously stepped on the brakes, just about to scold "High Light Dog" or something like that, when the Volkswagen blocked the road ahead with the screeching sound of brakes.

The bus was in front of him, and Tom Hardy was in a bit of a hurry, lowering the window glass and shouting, "Damn it, get out of the way!" Make way for the horses! ”

There was no response from the other side, only the glare of the shining headlights.

Tom Hardy suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

Before he could react, two more cars came from behind, one blocked the rear of the Citroen, and the other blocked the angle of the Citroen's U-turn.

Several men with black cotton hats got out of the car.

They showed only their mouths and noses, and they were holding pistols, all pointed at the front seats of Citroën.

One of them shouted in French: "Get out of the car, get out of the car, get out of the car and get all your money and valuables, or I'll shoot!" ”

"Damn the French, the law and order is so bad!" Tom Hardy cursed to himself, thinking that he had encountered a robbery with a gun, and in the face of the muzzle of the black hole, he didn't dare to say or do more, and quickly got out of the car.

Rogers did the same.

The men were four against one, with a pistol on the man's head, twisting Tom Hardy's arm behind his back, tying it up with a cable tie, taping it shut, and putting a thick black cloth bag over his head.

Then someone came and searched Tom Hardy's wallet, watch, cell phone, necklace and so on.

The person who searched Tom Hardy's body was very dishonest and searched his crotch.

This man is like a strange uncle dealing with children, squeezing Tom Hardy's big lump.

"Fake!" Tom Hardy screamed in pain, but because his mouth was sealed, he could only make a weird sound.

Uncle Blame smiled: "See, he enjoys it!" ”

Tom Hardy cursed in his heart.

This man was full of evil taste, and pinched it again.

Tom Hardy wanted to jump up and resist in pain, but his blood was cooled by the muzzle of the gun on his head.

"Don't move!" Uncle Blame hadn't played enough, so he punched him in the head a few times in a row.

Tom Hardy was picked up and thrown into the trunk of a car when he felt that his eyes, nose and mouth were not his own.

Rogers was no better than him, and was thrown into the trunk like a broken sack.

The four cars left the parking lot separately.

Tom Hardy was lying in the trunk, his hands and feet trapped, and fear gradually crept into his heart: "These bastards are not only robbing money and sex, but also our lives? ”

For a moment, Tom Hardy suddenly remembered a lot of legends about the chaos of Paris.

After I don't know how long, the car jolted, and Tom Hardy was so dizzy that he seemed to hear something in his ears, and before he could make a judgment, he was dragged out and thrown on the ground.

Tom Hardy heard the sound of the car getting farther and farther away, knew that he had saved his life, and wanted to get up, but his hands and feet were tied, and the loud cry hit the duct tape and turned into a whimper.

He could only struggle violently.

"There's someone here." Suddenly, a voice came.

Then, Tom Hardy heard dense footsteps.

The black hood was ripped off, and Tom Hardy squeezed his eyes hard, and all he could see was pitch black in the dim light.

The outstretched hand is black, the face is black, and even the hair is black.

It's dark, like a bunch of devils.

For Tom Hardy, these black people living in District 93 are the devil.

The devils are crazy about tearing Tom Hardy's clothes.

"He's got a nice coat, it's mine!"

"Don't grab the belt from me!"

"I wear these panties best!"

"Okay, I don't want clothes, this white man's ...... with fine skin and tender meat"

One by one, swarthy hands led Tom Hardy down.

It's like an army that escapes into a valley with a self-propelled gun, but is blocked from getting there, and it must be bombarded with artillery and blockage, opening up a road and finding a way out for life!

The third watch was sent and asked for a monthly pass!!!

(End of chapter)