Bracing himself and following behind Mike Weir, Zhuo Yifan heard Mike Weir snort dissatisfiedly: "I will drive back to my villa in New York right away. In addition, I have to have a video call with the National Security Advisor. Let me know first."
Someone over there can make arrangements for me!"
"Yes, Mr. Director!" One of the young white men agreed, and then led the others into their own cars.
However, Mike Weir only had a very muscular young white man with him. He looked somewhat similar to Arnold, the famous American movie star.
After Zhuo Yifan got into the car and sat in the driver's seat, the white young man sat directly in the passenger seat. Mike Weir sat in the back seat of the car.
But now the problem arises again. Zhuo Yifan has no idea where they are going. Where is this car going?
Fortunately, two cars drove out without any intention of letting him take the lead, which made him feel relieved again.
Driving behind the two cars in front, Zhuo Yifan controlled the car while observing the movements of the two people in the car. He could sense that the person sitting on the passenger seat next to him was definitely an expert. A-level
A person with superpowers, and the strongest one among them. This guy did not appear in the hotel room before. It seems that this Mike Will has a trick up his sleeve.
What made him even more careful was that he didn't know if the aura of a B-level superpower he was pretending to be able to deceive the white master next to him. After all, the distance between the two people was so close.
Fortunately, the white young man started chatting with Mike Will after getting in the car, and his attention was not on him. This made Zhuo Yifan secretly relieved.
"Director, why did Richard suddenly change his mind and want to cooperate with us? Didn't he say that they would not take action against Zhuo Yifan before there was evidence?" The white young man asked first.
"Who knows what's wrong with this old fox? He probably took the wrong medicine tonight! But he is willing to help, which is a good thing for us." Mike Will nodded angrily.
"Then why didn't you let me go up with you just now? Maybe I can catch that Chinese boy!" the white young man asked confidently.
"You? Can you knock down all the dozen men around me in one moment?" Mike Will raised his eyebrows, and his expression suddenly darkened again. Mentioning the scene that just happened in Zhuo Yifan's room,
It made him feel even more humiliated!
When the white young man heard this, his face turned ugly. Mike Will's words stimulated his pride.
"I don't understand. We mobilized so many people to come to New York just to see him?" the white young man asked again reluctantly.
"Of course not. I have my plan. Our goal has been achieved tonight. In fact, Zhuo Yifan's reaction is exactly what I expected. What I care about is the success or failure of tomorrow's plan. You know what I'm saying,
Right?" Mike Will asked in a deep voice with a straight face.
"Okay, Director, I understand. Then how are you going to explain it to the National Security Advisor later? He indeed assigned you this mission! But we messed up!" the white young man reminded with some hesitation.