In the tumbling clouds, a Gulfstream G300 shuttles through the clouds like a fish swimming in the ocean.

Inside the aircraft.

Zheng Jirong was leisurely playing chess, and when he saw Ah Miao on the other side looking meditative, he proudly flicked the ashes of his cigar, raised the wine glass on the table, and took a sip gently.

During the time when he was flying in the sky, he successively played chess with Xu Zhengyang, Ruolan and Wu Liushou and others, but he didn't expect that the chess skills of these people were more superb than the other, and they just took seven or eight steps to checkmate him directly, and he didn't take his identity as a boss in his eyes at all.

It's better to be a temple

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong put down his wine glass and glanced at the chessboard casually, huh?

"Ah Temple! Why did you just eat my horse casually?! ”

"Amount"

Ah Miao touched his head in embarrassment, he didn't expect why Brother Rong would jump the horse directly in front of his pawn, on the question of whether to eat or not, Ah Miao struggled for a long time.

If you eat it, you can directly verify Ruolan's sentence that the boss is a stinky chess basket, but if you don't eat it, it seems that the water is too obvious.

"But don't be too arrogant!"

After Zheng Jirong finished speaking, he raised the cannon chess and suppressed the handsome of Ah Miao, "Win, you kid still have to practice!" ”

"Brother Rong, how did your cannon fly over without a gun mount?"

"Why can't you fly! I'm an anti-aircraft rocket launcher, what artillery mount do you want?! ”

"Okay."

Seeing Ah Miao's speechless appearance, Zheng Jirong smiled proudly, stretched out from the leather chair, and asked casually, "Zhengyang, how long will it take to get to Boston?" ”

Xu Zhengyang, who was in his position, heard the words and replied: "I asked the captain just now, and he said that the plane would land at Boston International Airport in an hour. ”

"Well", Zheng Jirong said: "After all, this time is not in our territory, everyone should pay more attention." ”

"Understood."

In fact, this time he went abroad to meet with the people of the High Table Council, and Zheng Jirong brought far more people than Xu Zhengyang and Ruolan on the private jet.

Li Xiangdong and others, as the first batch of trained employees of Huasheng Escort Company, had arrived in Boston a few days ago, and should be waiting for them to land at the airport now.

There were also people from Unit 701 who set off in the same batch as them, but under the leadership of Xu Xi, they were already hidden in the shadows, waiting for Zheng Jirong to give them instructions.

An hour later.

At the Boston International Airport pick-up gate, in the midst of a busy crowd, a group of people are standing patiently at the door, they are lined up, wearing uniform suits, each with a coin-sized gold embroidery on the left chest.

Everyone's demeanor was serious and focused, there was no conversation between them, just silently waiting for something, and this quiet atmosphere made the passers-by around feel an invisible pressure.

At this time, not far from the gang, several men in the same suit and leather shoes looked at them solemnly.

"They should be Mr. Cheng's men on Hong Kong Island."

"Obviously, it's not easy to see so many Eastern faces in a city like Boston at once."

"Would you like to say hi? That Mr. Zheng will be a member of the board of directors of the high table in the future, which is a rare big man. ”

When the leader heard this, he shook his head slightly and said, "No need, these people should be soldiers who have just left the battlefield for a long time, there is no need to provoke them, just wait patiently here." ”

A few minutes later, inside the VIP passage, a group of people with oriental faces walked out of it.

Zheng Jirong looked at the faces of the ghosts coming and going, didn't know what he thought, took a deep breath, and then slowly shook his head and said, "I don't seem to feel anything sweet about the air here." ”

"Boston has been foggy and rainy during this time, and the air is really a little worse." Xu Zhengyang, who had read the newspaper on the plane for a long time, said.

Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders with a smile, walked to the door in front of Li Xiangdong and the others, and asked with a smile: "Are you still used to living in the past two days?" ”

"It's good, but the communication is a little inconvenient, and you need to bring a translator when you go out."

"Hahaha, it's not a bad thing to have time to learn a foreign language, and you won't go abroad less often in the future."

Just as Zheng Jirong was talking to them, several white people not far from them were about to rush to him, but before they could meet Zheng Jirong, they were stopped by his men.

One of the white men in the lead did not get angry, but raised his hand and shouted: "Hello Mr. Zheng, I am Paul Anderson, the contact person of the High Table in Boston, and I have been ordered to pick you up this time. ”

Zheng Jirong glanced at the high-table liaison and said, "Let him come." ”

Anderson walked up to Zheng Jirong, bowed his head and said, "The elder has already arranged a hotel for you, and he will meet you in three days." ”

"What about others?" Zheng Jirong asked casually.

Anderson shook his head when he heard this: "I don't know, no one knows the specific location of the elder, and I also received a message from the high table two days ago to know that the elder came to Boston." ”

Zheng Jirong nodded, secretly thinking that he had heard from Gianna that the elder was in Boston a month ago, but he was still in this place after a month, and it seemed that in addition to meeting with him, this elder had other important things to do.

To allow someone from the Arab world to stay in a conservative American city like Boston for so long shows that it is definitely not a trivial task to do.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Anderson and said, "I'm looking forward to meeting him, lead the way." ”

Dozens of minutes later.

The black convoy stopped at the entrance of a hotel called [Lucent], the hotel gate adopts the design style of European classical architecture, the tall marble columns support the porch, giving people a solemn and elegant feeling, and the top of the gate is inlaid with exquisite reliefs, depicting profound patterns, such as the sun god Apollo, the goddess of victory Victoria, etc., symbolizing strength and glory.

Anderson introduced Zheng Jirong, who got out of the car: "There are two Continental hotels in the United States, one in New York on the east coast and one in Los Angeles on the west coast, but before the Continental Hotel in New York was put into use, only Boston had a continental hotel on the entire east coast, which is the one in front of us. ”

He continued: "The hotel is no longer open to the public, only to the members of the High Table Council. ”

"Mr. Zheng, please come in." Anderson raised his hand and said gentlemanly.

Inside, the lobby is richly decorated, from the ornate chandeliers to the noble carpets, every detail reflects the sophistication and elegance of European style.

After Zheng Jirong looked around, he nodded and praised: "Yes, this hotel is very interesting, but why is it so empty." ”

Anderson explains, "Not many council members have come to Boston recently, and you, Mr. Cheng, are the second guest to stay this year. ”

"Really?"

Zheng Jirong lit a cigar and asked lightly, "Then who is the first one?" ”

"It's Miss Gianna from the Antonio family."

"It turned out to be her", Zheng Jirong nodded with a smile: "I know, arrange the room for me, and the people I brought, each of them will live here, you can arrange it." ”

"It should."

In the presidential suite, Xu Zhengyang and others carefully searched and inspected the room and determined that there was no eavesdropping and camera theft equipment.

Zheng Jirong looked at the misty scene outside the window in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned his back to everyone and said: "In the past few days, arrange more people to guard outside, Ruolan, you notify Xu Xi, let him take people to keep an eye on this Anderson in the dark, and that Gianna will also show me, I will know where she went and who she met." ”

"Understood."

After they all went out, Zheng Jirong dialed the satellite phone in the room, ready to report to several women on Hong Kong Island that they were safe.

Nowadays, the situation of community organizations on Hong Kong Island is relatively stable, although there is constant friction between small characters, and there are almost every day when there are fights, but all the big associations are trying to maintain a balance, and large-scale community disputes have not occurred for more than a month.

Therefore, Zheng Jirong did not have much worry about leaving Hong Kong this time, and even if he did not have himself, he believed that Jimmy and Ah Yi would be able to properly handle the affairs of business and the community.

After all, if it weren't for him, Jimmy and Ah Yi would be heroes in the community in the future.

"Okay, I know the temperature is low here, so I bring a lot of clothes, don't worry about me, if you're bored at home, go to Monroodan and play with them, play mahjong or anything."

"Also, if you can't contact me in the first place if you encounter any trouble, you can call Jimmy or Senior Brother, you know."

"Okay, okay, I love you too, hang up."

Hanging up the phone, Zheng Jirong got up from the sofa lazily, these phone calls lasted for nearly a few hours, which was really a bit grinding.

It was already dark at this time, and he was about to pack up and go out for a walk when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Opening the door, Ruolan was leaning on the edge of the door, she was holding a lady's cigarette in her hand, and her lips moved slightly: "Boss, do you want to go out for a walk and have a meal by the way?" ”

Zheng Jirong looked at her like this and said funny: "Okay, I was just about to go out for a walk." ”

The temperature in Boston is much cooler than on Hong Kong Island, and most of the pedestrians on the road wear thick coats and sweaters.

Zheng Jirong casually asked Ruolan beside him, "Have you been here before?" ”

"No", Ruolan shook her head and said: "When we used to wander abroad, we mainly stayed in the extralegal land of Eastern Europe, and the killer world in the United States was basically all high-level people, and we rarely came here. ”

"Speaking of which, I've always been curious, do you think there is any possibility of recovery of the severed pain nerve?"

Ruolan thought for a while and said: "We have checked this information abroad before, and it is almost impossible to rely only on the current medical technology, but this is fine, anyway, we are killers, and if we don't feel pain, it can help us complete your task boss." ”

Zheng Jirong shook his head secretly after hearing this, others don't talk about it, but a talent like Xu Xi is actually limited by the operation to cut the pain nerve.

I don't know if the [Washing the Myelin Sutra] will help Xu Xi.

Just as he was thinking about this, Ruolan suddenly tugged at his arm, and she pointed to the distance in shock and said, "Old. Boss, you look there. ”

Zheng Jirong looked in the direction she pointed, on a bench on the side of the road, there were two guys smoking and chatting, a happy scene, but one of them turned out to be

"Capital countries are just different, TMD teddy bears can smoke and talk?!"

(End of chapter)