The smuggling company helped book the flight tickets and then sent Long Zhan to the airport to wait for his flight.
It's all over here.
When Long Zhan's flight lands in Lyon, France, White Rose will be there to pick him up from the airport and handle everything that follows.
Including but not limited to reminiscing about old times, talking about work content, etc., so as to be mentally prepared in advance.
certainly.
If there is an opportunity for in-depth communication, Long Zhan will definitely not miss the opportunity. After all, he has been thirsty for almost a month.
It is very rare for an energetic man like Long Zhan to become a monk for a month.
"I wonder if there is such an opportunity?" Long Zhan was looking forward to it all the way.
White Rose is a girl who has good looks, a good figure, and most importantly, is good at shooting airplanes and bazooka sniper rifles. In every aspect, she perfectly meets Long Zhan's expectations for a female partner on the battlefield.
We didn't get to work with her last time due to various reasons and couldn't get a taste of her. After Long Zhan returned, I felt very regretful every time I thought about it.
Now that there is finally another opportunity for cooperation, Long Zhan first sets a flag in his heart——
I won’t regret going back this time!
Strive to take the place with everyone and win it together for him.
Long Zhan Company didn't know what the mission they were about to take on, so they made all kinds of small calculations in advance. Not only did they want other people's bodies, but they also wanted to annex the mercenary group. I have to say that they were very greedy.
A few hours later.
The fiery red sun was shining high, and it was already noon.
An off-road pickup truck that had been modified to be bulletproof stopped at the gate of the Interpol headquarters in Lyon, and a man in a black singlet got out of the truck.
He is 1.95 meters tall, weighs 240 pounds, and has a bald head.
The black singlet has high bulges everywhere, making the outline of the muscles underneath very obvious. It is paired with camouflage casual pants and tactical boots.
The whole person exudes toughness from the inside out, giving people the impression of an iron-blooded man.
If Long Zhan were standing next to him, he would definitely have a different style of painting.
And Long Zhan will definitely blurt out a sentence: "Fuck, Dwayne Johnson."
Long Zhan is over two meters tall naked and weighs over 300 kilograms. No matter how strong this man is, he will become a "miniature version" in front of Long Zhan.
Only large vehicles such as pickup trucks can accommodate such a giant man.
certainly.
Long Zhan did not appear here. This man was undoubtedly the strongest in the audience. His body of sinews and muscles gave people a very strong visual impact.
At least the guard standing by the door suddenly became alert when he saw the bald man with tangled muscles getting out of the car.
Fortunately, the ponytailed woman who had been waiting by the door saw the man getting out of the car and immediately went to greet him.
He took the initiative to extend his hand and introduced: "Come on, Lee Hicks, the superiors have sent me to be your assistant. I hope we can get along happily in the future."
"Interpol Special Agent Hobbs."
The bald man shook hands and introduced himself, then let go and walked into the gate and said: "I have seen your resume. You are a senior CIA agent. You have been to Cairo and Tunisia, and you also served as the youngest regional security officer during the war in Afghanistan.
If you are half as good as what you have in your resume, we will have no problem getting along."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Assistant Laili strode up with a smile, opened the folder in his hand and said: "Just yesterday afternoon, the Russian military's convoy was attacked. All the satellite components carried on the vehicle were stolen. Six people were hospitalized and many vehicles were damaged.
The robbers appeared out of nowhere, the speed of the car and movement were very fast, and the whole process took less than 90 seconds in total."
Stealing goods from the Russian military in 90 seconds sounds like an awesome thing.
"Absolutely first-class operating techniques. There is only one team in the world that can do things so neatly and neatly."
Hobbs knew exactly who this team was, but he didn't say it directly.
"They caught a robber, but they only gave you 5 minutes."
After finishing speaking, Laili stretched out his hand to signal: "Go this way."
"5 minutes?"
Hobbes smiled with a smile on his lips, pushed the door open with one hand, and walked inside while saying, "I only need two minutes."
Laili raised his upper lip, trying to say that this person had a tough mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything out loud.
The two of them walked along the corridor one after another, passed through two doors and arrived at the interrogation area. The guy opened the door and strode in.
When I entered, I saw someone sitting on a chair with his back turned. He was very strong and had a bald head.
Hobbes was stunned for a second.
This figure looked very similar to a guy he knew, so he couldn't help but frown and slowly walked past.
Seeing the face, Hobbes secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was not the old guy he knew.
It’s easy to say that we don’t know each other.
Hobbs frowned, standing in front of the bald head with his hands on his hips, and asked: "I want to see your boss, where is Sean?"
The bald man stood up from the chair, put his face viciously towards Hobbes's, and said word for word: "I won't tell you anything."
Although the bald man is only 1.85 meters tall, his muscles are also very explosive.
The white Han shirt felt like it was about to explode.
Two muscular men stood tit for tat, and the strong smell of gunpowder quickly filled the entire interrogation room, making the Interpol policeman in charge of video recording in the observation room next door nervous.
The female assistant Lai Li was quite calm, with her arms crossed and a smile on her lips.
"I knew you would say that."
Hobbs frowned and just finished speaking, he suddenly launched an attack, grabbing the white-clothed suspect's shoulders with both hands and throwing him away.
The suspect in white never expected that someone would dare to beat someone in front of the camera at the Interpol headquarters.
There was no way to react at all. His body weighed at least 200 kilograms, and he was thrown out by Hobbs with the help of inertia.
"Bang~"
The suspect's heavy body hit the wall, and several tiles on the wall were cracked.
"Fake!"
The suspect was not someone to be bullied. He was beaten by a sudden explosion and immediately became furious. He got up and punched Hobbs.
The fists and arms are quite big, almost as big as a woman's thigh.
But this guy's muscles seemed to be all dead. Such a big piece of muscle slowed him down abruptly, and hitting them all was as slow as an old woman's.
Hobbs pushed forward with his left hand and easily clasped the muscular man's right elbow, preventing his fist from moving forward.
He reached up with his right hand from below, accurately buttoned the suspect's waistband, then used both hands to lift him above his head and smash him down.
"Peng, wow~"
The interrogation table with steel tube legs and solid wooden boards was smashed to pieces by the suspect's body.
The suspect, who received two severe blows in succession, grinned in pain and was filled with anger. He got up with difficulty and rushed towards Hobbs again.