One day later, at eight o'clock at night, a small port in Washington.
Unlike that kind of big dock, this is a very remote private port, owned by an unknown wealthy businessman in District 1.
There are only a few fishing boats anchored at the port and two cruise ships, both of which are private properties of wealthy businessmen.
There was no one on the pier, only three large off-road vehicles parked on the side.
Yuan Biao was wearing a camouflage military uniform, sitting in one of the cars, staring gloomily at the dark sea in the distance.
The weather was very good in the evening and the sea was very calm. The waves gently hit the pier and splashed water.
About half an hour later, a small fishing boat came over with its lights on and stopped far away on the sea.
After a while, a small fishing boat gradually docked. A dozen figures walked off the boat carrying simple luggage. There were men and women among them. They were all around 25 or 26 years old and looked very young.
These people are tall and strong, and they look like they have been trained. Even the two ladies, in addition to their beautiful faces, also have very toned bodies.
The leader of the team is a Thai man named Patcha. His body is full of strong muscles, his skin is dark, his eyes are slender, and he exudes an indescribable ferocity.
These people all came from the navy and took the initiative to engage in military service after retiring.
Yuan Biao opened the car door and walked towards them.
After Patcha saw him, he happily came over to him. The two extended their fists and touched him lightly.
Both men have identical tattoos on their fists. The tattoo is in the shape of an anchor entangled with sea snakes, much like the logo of a profitable navy.
After everyone said hello, Patcha came over and whispered in a relatively fluent Chinese: "Captain, it will take two days for Lao Lu and Fourth Brother to arrive. They are relatively far away."
"I understand." Yuan Biao nodded: "Get in the car first and take you to your place of residence."
The group of people followed Yuan Biao, got into the off-road vehicle separately, and quickly drove away from the port.
Patcha sat in the car, glanced out the window at the unique scenery of Washington, and asked in a low voice: "Captain, what's going on, you called us here in such a hurry?"
Yuan Biao leaned on the back of the chair next to him and said slowly: "The mission is not clear yet, but one thing is for sure. After this time, we can retire directly."
"Besides us, is there anyone else joining the team?" Patcha asked.
"No." Yuan Biao shook his head: "It's just our team."
Hearing this, Patcha nodded slightly.
What's the point of licking blood in their line of work? Isn't it just money?
The reason why these people are willing to follow Yuan Biao is that in addition to his strong ability, he also has his own channels to make money.
However, more money also means that the task will be very difficult. After a brief excitement, everyone fell silent and said no more.
…
Fifteen minutes later, the motorcade arrived at the high-end club where Yuan Biao had been staying.
After getting off the bus, Yuan Biao called Xiaoyan to accompany him and took them to the arranged room. After placing their luggage, the group went downstairs to a private room for a late-night snack.
There were expensive delicacies on the table, but these people ate very crudely. They all devoured them, including the girls, which was not elegant at all.
Yuan Biao was also used to it and told them softly: "When you get here, relax a little, eat and play as you like. There is a casino in the basement, and each person can spend 50,000 in gambling chips. Mr. Yan has already said hello to the casino.
You can just go directly."
"Thank you Captain!"
Everyone expressed their thanks one after another, but their expressions did not change much.
It is also a habit of these people to relax before a mission. After getting the money, they feel happy, and then they have to work hard for their employer.
Xiaoyan sat aside and said politely: "When you get here, food and accommodation are free, so just do whatever you want. If you need anything, remember to come to me."
She didn't know the identities of these people and didn't want to ask. When these people heard her words, they just nodded casually and didn't seem to take her seriously.
After all the arrangements were made, she said goodbye to everyone, got up and walked out.
"Click!"
Xiaoyan came to the corridor, but she didn't expect the sound of the door opening coming from behind. When she turned her head, she saw Yuan Biao following her, and she couldn't help but frown.
Yuan Biao took her hand and asked with a smile: "Are you free tonight?"
Xiaoyan had goosebumps all over her body. She suppressed the discomfort in her heart and said softly: "I don't have time."
After saying that, she shook off Yuan Biao's hand and walked quickly towards the elevator.
Yuan Biao stood at the door, quietly looking at Xiaoyan's sexy back, with a smile on his lips.
…
Early the next morning, the Chinese Corps Headquarters.
Kang Dinghuang stood in an empty office, talking to an elderly man with gray hair wearing a white shirt and black tie.
The old man was sitting at his desk, wearing a pair of reading glasses. He looked very gentle and gentle.
He looked at Kang Dinghuang gently and asked softly: "There is news that Longcheng may send people to China. This matter has poked the lungs of the ruling party. Xiaokang, what do you think?"
Kang Dinghuang struggled slightly in his eyes, and finally said helplessly: "I follow the instructions from above."
"Haha." The old man smiled and pointed to a box of new tea on the table: "This is the tea that Xiao Lu bought for me. It clears away heat and relieves fire. Now that the autumn dryness is coming, you can take it back and drink it to relieve the fire.
This year, there will be hot and cold weather, and we have to follow the trend, right?"
"Yes, that's what you said." The leader praised himself, and Kang Dinghuang could only nod lightly.
"Okay, you can go back." The old man waved his hand: "Remember to take the tea leaves with you."
"Thank you, leader."
Kang Dinghuang took the tea leaves, stood up, bowed lightly to the old man, turned and left the office.
Although the Commander-in-Chief did not say it explicitly, he told Kang Dinghuang between the lines that the superiors had already made a decision on the issue of Dragon City, and even coincided with some of Lu Zhen's ideas.
But Kang Dinghuang knew that Lu Zhen's ability was not enough to influence this matter, but there should be his factors.
So, after thinking for a long time, Kang Dinghuang took the tea and went directly to the secretary's office downstairs and found Lu Zhen.
After letting his good friend into the office, Lu Zhen closed the door and asked softly: "Why are you here...have you met the commander-in-chief?"
He glanced at the tea leaves in Kang Dinghuang's hand.
Kang Dinghuang stared into Lu Zhen's eyes and advised, "I don't care how anxious you are, don't move yet."
Lu Zhen frowned: "Why?"
Kang Dinghuang pondered for a long time, then slowly said: "Because I have someone in Longcheng."