church.

That is, one of the people Bai Ye and Barney went to rescue Monica, a CIA agent.

However, the church that Bai Ye knew had no hair on his head, but this one did.

Of course, this is not a big problem, because with CIA's technology, even if it makes a disguise mask, it is not unusual.

Not to mention a mere hair transplant surgery.

It's just that Bai Ye didn't expect that even at such an old age, the church would still be so beautiful, engaging in such fancy things as hair transplantation.

"Church" got off the taxi and looked at the skyscrapers in front of him. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly.

A hand stretched out from behind "Church" and patted his shoulder.

next moment.

The "church" conditioned reflex is to throw someone over the shoulder.

He grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand, clamped the opponent's right elbow with his right arm, turned around, turned his back to the enemy, and exerted force with his hands and waist...

work hard……

"Church, what are you doing?" Bai Ye shined a light on Church's head and was stunned: "The stress reaction is too much, isn't it? I just patted you on the shoulder. As for giving

Should I fall over my shoulder?"

"But let me tell you something, your grappling skills have deteriorated!"

"Church" turned around and looked at Bai Ye with an incredible expression.

You know, he, John McClain, is a famous gold-medal thug in the NYPD. The prisoner who fell into his hands was both disabled and injured. However, he was thrown over the shoulder and did not break. This man who looked thin and weak in front of him was not injured.

Asian?

what happened?

Could it be that he drank too much and his skills have deteriorated to this point?

After listening to Bai Ye's words, John McClain let go of his hand, turned around, frowned, and said:

"Did you identify the wrong person? I am not the 'church' you mentioned. My name is John McClain, nypd."

"Don't be kidding, we are old friends, why are you playing such little tricks with me here?" Bai Ye said with a smile.

"I'm not kidding you." John McClain showed his ID to Bai Ye: "You can check it out and you will find out. Among the NYPD, I should be the violent police officer with the most complaints.

That’s it.”

The white night was silent for a while:

"Do you have a relative who looks similar to you? The difference is that he has no hair. Of course, the most important thing is that he has no moral integrity, no lower limit, despicable and shameless, inferior to animals, dirty and despicable, and unsightly..."

John McClane said with a black line: "If I guess correctly, the person you are talking about should be my cousin. As far as I know, he joined the secret department."

"So that's the case, that's no wonder." Bai Ye suddenly realized, and said, "I just said that you don't have the urge to beat up your cousin when you look at him. It turns out that you are not the same person."

John MacLean: “…”

"Let me get to know you. My name is Bai Ye, and I'm barely a friend with your cousin."

Bai Ye stretched out his hand.

John McClane hesitated for a moment, then shook Bai Ye's hand.

"John MacLean."

Now, he finally understood why Bai Ye was able to block his shoulder and throw him so easily, because this person was far from being as harmless as he seemed on the surface, but a dangerous person.

According to John McClane's own knowledge, his cousin should be a senior CIA agent. The things he does and the people he comes into contact with are all extraordinary. Since Bai Ye is his cousin's friend, he is obviously from another world.

John McClane: "What's the matter with you here?"

He came here to see his wife, Holly Gilello, whom he had been separated from for half a year.

The arrival of this man who was friends with his cousin made John McClane wonder whether there might be some kind of terrorist attack or foreign spies happening here.

If this was the case, he had to go in quickly and bring his wife out.

"Oh, I came here to find a friend." Bai Ye shrugged and said, "What about you?"

"I came to see my wife." John McClain: "We had a fight before, so..."

"Understand, understand!"

Bai Ye returned a look that said, "I understand."

The two of them walked side by side and arrived at the building.

"Hello, gentlemen, how may I help you?"

John McClain: "I'm looking for Holly McClain."

Bai Ye: "I'm looking for Betsy Braddock."

Without waiting for a reply from the front desk, a blonde girl dressed as a secretary appeared in front of Bai Ye. She asked respectfully:

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Bai Ye?"

The blonde girl suddenly showed a sweet smile and said:

"The chairman asked me to pick you up. Next, please follow me."

"John, I'll leave first."

White Night smiled at John McClane.

John McClane nodded.

Following the female secretary, Baiye took the chairman's exclusive elevator and went upstairs.

"Hey, Bai Ye, long time no see."

Seeing Bai Ye, Lingdie put down the documents in his hands and walked towards Bai Ye with a smile.

In the sight of Bai Ye.

Lingdie was wearing an orange evening dress with an open v-neck, revealing a white patch of white.

She has long, flowing black hair, pink face and peach cheeks, and a pair of standard red phoenix eyes. She always has a faint mistiness, as if she is bending a pool of autumn water. She has light eyebrows and sexy small red lips that are pursed in a smile but not a smile.

Tall and tall, the elegant and decent evening dress outlines a graceful arc for Psylocke's protruding figure. Her slender and well-proportioned legs, without stockings, are white and tender.

A mature and charming aura filled the whole body.

Give her an intoxicating allure.

"Yeah, long time no see."

The two hugged each other gently.

Maybe this is because they don't know each other without fighting. When they met before, Bai Ye wanted to kill Lingdie with a knife. Now, he thinks it's better to shoot him with gunfire!

The female secretary was very sensible and went out by herself, closing the door at the same time.

"Sit anywhere."

After the hug, Lingdie let go, gestured towards the sofa, and poured a glass of water for Bai Ye.

"I really didn't expect that you are still running the company?"

Bai Ye took a sip of water.

Gu Hua

"There is no other way." Lingdie said: "There are really not enough manpower at home, so I can only let me do it. In fact, I don't want to do it myself. It would be great to eat, drink and have fun every day, but you can experience that,

How does it feel when your family has too much property, no one can inherit it, and you are caught as a young man?"

white night:"……"

He looked at Lingdie speechlessly and said:

"I feel like you're with me in Versailles!"

The family fortune that Bai Ye has built over the years is the result of his hard work and hard work. He has accumulated it through wind and rain. It is not easy.

When he was on the original earth, he once asked his father - Dad, I have a wish. I hope that one day when I come home tired, you will suddenly call me and tell me that our family has a fortune of 100 million.

Pretending to be poor is training me.

——Dad: I’m still waiting for your grandpa’s call!

Lingdie laughed: "Don't talk about me, it's all boring things, but you, how have you been recently?"

Bai Ye said: "It's not just like that, just messing around."

"That's not right." Lingdie looked at Bai Ye with some deep meaning and said, "I heard that something terrible seems to have happened over there in New Mexico."

"You also know this?"

Bai Ye glanced at Lingdie in surprise.
To be continued...