With a look on his face, Daniel instantly realized that something was wrong. After a low curse, he immediately rushed to the edge of the rooftop, leaned down and looked downstairs.
His eyes filled with cold light looked down at the movement on the ground. Suddenly, he discovered that on the street next door, a bicycle was going so fast that it even ran through the red light and injured several passers-by.
Speeding on the road.
"Fuck——!!" After cursing angrily, he immediately turned around and angrily said to Alvin, "Just stay here!" and immediately rushed out the door.
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The sound of horns on the road is endless, the sound of cars and people are loud, and they are clamoring tirelessly in the city that is getting closer to midnight.
Brightly lit streets.
An ordinary delivery bicycle was speeding around a streetlight on the street and quickly passed through the crowd with a "whoosh" sound.
Behind him, a man followed closely behind him with a pair of flying legs, dodging oncoming vehicles one after another. He seemed to be running wildly on the road with ease, and his movements were extremely fast and agile.
.
The wind whizzing past his ears messed up his blond hair. He was breathing heavily, clenching his fists, gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain in his shoulders, and quickly chased after the suspicious man riding a bicycle in front of him.
The blood that was constantly oozing from the wound on his shoulder slid down his arm bit by bit as he moved, and was thrown onto every inch of the ground he passed.
His face became paler.
At this moment, the man riding a bicycle stopped less than two hundred meters in front of him. Due to an emergency traffic jam ahead, the man was stuck in place and was at a loss.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the man finally stopped, Charles immediately ran over.
Passing by, a young man just came out of a store, holding a skateboard in his hand.
Charles passed him by with quick eyesight, and before he was completely surprised, he immediately grabbed the young man's skateboard into his own hand, threw it on the ground, stepped on it, and moved with lightning speed.
He immediately took steps and slid out.
This series of events does not allow people a chance to react.
The young man saw his skateboard being snatched away in an instant. He was stunned on the spot, his mouth wide open, and he didn't even react.
The four wheels of the skateboard are constantly rolling and rubbing on the ground, making a "gulu" sound.
Charles operated this skateboard based only on his memory of some skateboarding tutorials he had seen on TV. However, since it was his first time playing this kind of thing, it was inevitable that he had difficulty controlling his center of gravity and direction.
"Bang——!" He couldn't stop in time and clumsily hit the telephone pole in front of him.
"Ouch——!" He screamed in pain and then stopped suddenly.
"Hiss——!" Many passers-by couldn't help but gasped as if they felt his pain firsthand.
Keeping up his efforts, he rubbed his forehead and continued to push the skateboard with his right foot to slide forward quickly.
"Clang——!!" There was a clang as the trash can was knocked down.
"Ouch——!!"
"hiss--!!"
He continued to grit his teeth and fight hard. When he saw the cyclist turning around and trying to escape in another direction, he yelled at the man fiercely: "Stop! Don't run away——!!!"
"Pong——!!!"
"Ouch——!!!"
"hiss--!!!"
Three consecutive collisions, three embarrassing situations, which delayed Charles a lot of time. Charles angrily jumped off his skateboard in the middle of the road. Just as he was about to drop the skateboard and chase after him with his feet, which would be faster, he suddenly asked him
He caught a glimpse of the cyclist rushing toward him, and he immediately spotted an alley to his left in the distance.
When he saw the front of the man's car turning into the alley, he immediately became anxious and stepped hard on the tail of the skateboard. The skateboard bounced up instantly. He suddenly flew forward and kicked the skateboard hard.
“Whoosh——!!”
The skateboard quickly passed through the air and slammed into the wheel of the man's bicycle like an offline arrow.
The wheel of the bicycle under the man's feet was suddenly jammed by the skateboard. In panic, the man suddenly tightened his grip on the brakes, and the entire bicycle suddenly stopped with a "squeak!"
The man suddenly fell off the bicycle as if he lost control. Due to the high-speed momentum, the man was violently thrown off the bicycle and fell forward to the ground. His head hit the ground heavily and his head was bleeding instantly. He fell to the ground and screamed in pain.
Voice.
Charles immediately chased after the man and grabbed him from the ground.
In the interplay of the cold moonlight and lights, the man's face, half of which was stained, was clearly reflected in Charles's eyes.
Charles couldn't help but sneered triumphantly, and croaked like a cow: "Damn, I finally caught you, Luther!"
Luther was staggering and being restrained by Charles, his hands were clasped behind his back, and he yelled in a mute and angry voice: "sob!"
"You can scold him whatever you want, but in short, Luther Senna, I now declare that you have been arrested!" Charles couldn't help but let out a big sigh. After hunting for so long, he finally caught someone!
But before he had time to get excited, a cold and low voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"do not move!"
Two short words, but full of shuddering murderous intent.
Charles and Luther paused in unison, then turned their heads together and looked behind them.
At this time, a strange man was holding a pistol high, pointing it at Charles' head, squinting at the two of them coldly.
The man was tall and muscular, with two sharp eyebrows under his brown-black hair, and a pair of blue eyes full of coldness and violence that kept flashing with terrifying sharp light. And the danger radiated from him
His aura and his eyes perfectly complemented each other, like a devil.
Charles looked at this man carefully, he looked very familiar.
A flash of white light suddenly appeared in his mind. He suddenly smiled disdainfully and asked in a low voice: "Are you from the National Defense Bureau?"
The other party seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he turned cold again and solemnly ordered Charles: "Yes, I am Agent Sean Washington of the National Defense Agency! No matter which department you belong to, you
You must leave your people to me today!"
Listening to the other party's tone, it seems that his title is not small.
Charles glanced at Luther in his hand with a half-smile, and mocked the man in front of him who was pointing a gun at him: "What a mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind! Okay, tell me, what should I use?"
In exchange for conditions?”
"Huh! Conditions?" Sean approached Charles slowly and cautiously with his gun raised. Charles did not dare to move easily. In a blink of an eye, the muzzle of his gun was directly pressed against Charles's forehead. There was an arrogance in his tone, "
The condition is that either I kill you, or you obediently hand the person over to me!"
Faced with the dangerous consequences that could spill his brains at any time, Charles still maintained his fearless smile and said in a low voice: "This condition is unfair to me. Come and discuss with me another one!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luther, who was in Charles's hands, was already yelling impatiently: "You two bastards, you are still trying to catch me!"
"Shut up——!!" Sean yelled angrily, then stretched out his finger on the trigger without hesitation, and smiled coldly, "Okay! I don't want M to give you the title of glorious death in the line of duty.
I am mourning you, so you can go with peace of mind!"
After saying that, he immediately pulled the trigger.
"Bang——!!!" A huge gunshot sounded like an explosion in a quiet night, causing people nearby to flee in panic.
Screams spread.
Charles' eyes were as calm as water, but the muzzle of the gun pressed firmly against his head made no movement at all.
Sean and Luther couldn't help but trembled at the sound of gunshots.
The gunshot came from behind Sean and did not hit any target. Judging from the sound, the gunshot should have been fired by someone into the sky to scare them.
Sean suddenly wanted to turn his head and look behind him, but unexpectedly, there was a biting chill on his neck, as if something metallic was pressing against the back of his neck.
"Hmph, do you want to bet whether you die first or my partner?" A mocking and teasing laugh pierced Sean's eardrums from behind.
Charles curled his lips in satisfaction, looked at the man who suddenly appeared behind Sean, and muttered with pretense of complaint: "Brother, are you here too late?"
Glancing at Charles indifferently, Daniel pointed a pistol at Sean's neck and said expressionlessly: "I also give you two choices. One is to disappear from my eyes immediately, and the other is to let me directly
If I kill you, how do you choose?"
A low laugh suddenly rose from his throat, and Sean tilted his mouth contemptuously: "You are indeed the elite agent of CNM, the famous Daniel Sterling!"
"Oh? It seems that Mr. Washington came prepared this time! So what do you say, do you want us to take the people away, or should you wait for our leader to go there in person? Write a letter of complaint to the director of your National Defense Agency and complain to you
Steal the prisoner directly from the hands of our CNM?"
Sean knew that he had no choice at all now, and his life was still being held at gunpoint. What room did he have to negotiate with others?
Holding back his anger, he showed a stiff smile, and automatically put away the gun that was pressed against Charles's head. He turned around and glared at Daniel's face reluctantly, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Okay, I
Disappear automatically!"
"Please!" Daniel still maintained the posture of holding the gun, nodded politely to Sean, and watched him leave with vigilance.