After crossing the Golden Gate Bridge, we are in the north of San Francisco, which is the wealthy area of San Francisco. They own 50% of the wealth in San Francisco, and Harrison's estate is located there. There is no way to reject Harrison's enthusiasm. Stone Bell
Then he went with Harrison to the Harrison Manor as a guest.
Harrison's manor is very large. The manor is built at the foot of the mountain, with a road leading to the highway. It was built by Harrison himself, and it only takes two or three minutes to walk to the seaside. The location should be a prime location.
The wall is about one kilometer long, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside, because the three-meter-high wall wraps the inside very tightly, and there is a strict security system at the door. Such rich people made Shi Zhong sigh, how much money he made before
It's great to have a little money, but it's really too much to look at the world from a well.
When Harrison invited Shi Zhong in, Shi Zhong was stunned by the scene inside.
The green area of the manor should reach 70%, so that it is full of natural atmosphere at first glance.
Looking inside from the gate, there is an avenue of about ten meters, with a fountain in the center. Looking back, there is a medieval-style antique building, grand and majestic, and next to it is all light green grass, with a few strips in the middle.
The winding path was made of cobblestones, and there was a circular venue next to it. When Shi Zhong asked what it was used for, Harrison said it was a heliport, which shocked Shi Zhong for a while.
All the scenery showed the splendor of the building and the wealth of the owner. There were seven or eight purebred German shepherd dogs lying on the grass. They were all staring in the direction of the door, which made people look a little intimidated.
"Boss, this friend of yours seems to be too rich!" the bald man said in a low voice without leaving the clay pot in his hand.
Shi Zhong listened to Harrison's enthusiastic introduction, and while Harrison was arranging the servants to prepare dinner, he replied: "I will build a manor like this in the future. Not to mention the scale, at least the level of detail will catch up with him!"
The dinner was very sumptuous. It was an authentic San Francisco feast, and it could be said that the guest and the host enjoyed it. However, the only regret was that Harrison did not say a word during the meal, and ate in silence. When dessert and red wine were served, he and Shi Zhong started talking.
Chatting, of course, thanking Shi Zhong for saving his life last time, and saying welcome to Shi Zhong.
He declined Harrison's invitation for Shi Zhong to stay overnight, but Harrison insisted on sending a car to see Shi Zhong and his party. Shi Zhong had no choice but to accept, and before leaving, he naturally thanked Shi Zhong for the hospitality and exchanged pleasantries, and then Shi Zhong left.
When turning into Monica Street, Shi Zhong asked the driver to stop. The previous hotel must not be able to be checked in. God knows if the gunman had done anything wrong. Shi Zhong knew that as long as he had anything to do with the national security
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"Boss, hiccup...where are we going?" The bald man probably had never had such a sumptuous meal in his life, so he just couldn't hold it in anymore. He ate so much that his stomach was bulging.
"Just find a place to stay. I can't go back to that hotel anyway!" Shi Zhongdao said, "By the way, Baldhead, you have nothing to do in San Francisco, right?"
"No more. My mother and I came to San Francisco in the first place. Now that my mother is gone, we naturally have no relatives!" The bald man's eyes were a little lonely, and his hands holding the clay pot tightened.
Shi Zhong naturally comforted him, and then said: "If nothing happens, let's go back to China tomorrow. I'll be fine staying in the United States. I'm really not used to it after staying abroad for a long time!"
"Okay, I'll listen to you!" The bald man was very talkative.
Suddenly, the cell phone rang, and Shi Zhong frowned. Shi Zhong bought this card after arriving in the United States. Only one person knew the number. When he took it out, he saw that it was indeed Wang Zuo.
"Hello? I said Wang Zuo, I've had enough time in the United States. I'm going back to China tomorrow. I don't care about Lian Feng or anything like that. If he wants to cause trouble, I'll stay with him until the end. Anyway, I won't steal or rob, so I'm afraid of him.
What!" Shi Zhong took out his phone and spoke like a machine gun.
"It's me, Zhao Guodong!" A deep voice came from the other side.
"Uh, Director Zhao? Haha, I thought your Deputy Director Wang was here!" Shi Zhong thought of Zhao Guodong's black face, and he started to feel angry.
"Hurry to Nice Beach right now. Two of our people are in trouble there!" Zhao Guodong said.
"What's the matter?" Shi Zhong said with a frown. He couldn't solve the problem by himself. He knew that Nice Beach was some distance away.
"We have a conflict with the Japanese and need your support, but let me remind you, if you feel you don't have the strength, don't go there and die!" Zhao Guodong's voice was very brief.
"Then..." Shi Zhong was about to ask clearly, but there were busy signals over there, and he had already hung up. Shi Zhong cursed secretly: "What is this?"
Shi Zhong could guess with his toes that the arrogant gunman must be in danger, but should he save him or not? He would be in danger if he saved him, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't save him.
Deep Sea City, in an unknown room.
Wang Zuo said with a worried look on his face: "Director, would it be unconscionable to let Shi Zhong go there like this? After all, he has not received any training, and we don't know his strength. Originally we just wanted to see how he dealt with the chaos in San Francisco.
Due to the situation, I am rashly assigning tasks now, I’m afraid..."
Zhao Guodong said: "Didn't you test his strength?"
Wang Zuo smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter if you can beat me. Those members of the fifth unit are all trained by the best young people in the army. It's no problem to beat ten of them like me. Even they can't handle it. Shi Zhong
What’s the point of the past, don’t let him get trapped in it when the time comes!”
"Try it, I am also a dead horse. Although I know the existence of the Fifth Force, I don't know what they do. If the headquarters hadn't asked us to rush all the special agents stationed in San Francisco this time,
"Support, I didn't even know that the Fifth Force had arrived in San Francisco. Also, this matter must be kept secret and the existence of the Fifth Force should not be spread," Zhao Guodong said solemnly.
Wang Zuo nodded, and then said angrily: "The headquarters is abandoning its car to protect the commander!"
Zhao Guodong was silent.
Shi Zhong hesitated for a while, but decided to go and have a look. He grabbed a car and rushed to Nice Beach.
When he was a long way away from Nice Beach, Shi Zhong got out of the car and poured his spiritual energy into Taiyuan Point. He suddenly became full of energy and ran with all his strength. It was like the wind was blowing under his feet. The bald man behind him was stunned and he also chased after him.
When Shi Zhong approached the beach, he heard the deafening sound of gunshots. He walked towards the sound of gunshots sporadically, while being careful and vigilant.
The gunman held the gun in his hand tightly. It was a rifle. It was very old. It does not mean that the rifle was very old. On the contrary, the rifle was polished and brand new. It is reasonable to say that the style of the rifle was very old. China's active-duty troops have long
This type of rifle has been eliminated, but gunners love this rifle so much that countless enemies have been killed by this old rifle.
"Chi!" "Chi!"...
That was the sound of feet stepping on the sand. A man with a resolute face walked towards the sand pile where the gunman was lying. His eyes were cautious and he spoke in a weird Chinese accent: "Zhong**, I admit that you are very powerful.
But, I think your powerful combat power depends entirely on that rifle, right? Then, what else can you use to fight me after all the bullets are used up!"
The gunman smiled bitterly. He did have no bullets, but the other party also paid the lives of ten elites. You must know that those ten elites can be compared with or even stronger than ordinary special forces members.
"You have made me a loner, but it doesn't matter. I think you must be from China's Fifth Force. This name is a headache for the enemy. You can kill two members of the Fifth Force. Your blood will pave the way for my military career."
Add a bright stroke of ink!" Natsume Yoshiro's face was grim, with a trace of ferocity. In order to kill these two Chinese special forces members, all his subordinates died. Fortunately, one of their team members had been seriously injured before they came, otherwise
It’s really difficult to do.
"Do you think you can make it out of San Francisco? If you get that thing, the whole of San Francisco is searching for you!" the gunman said, tearing off a piece of cloth and binding his thigh tightly. Due to excessive bleeding, his right thigh had already lost all feeling.
Maybe if you delay it for a few more hours, it will be useless.
Next to the gunman lay a man with a sunken chest. There was blood around his mouth, and his chest was bloody and bloody. There was even a bone piercing the flesh. It was extremely terrifying, as if he had been hit in the chest by a big bear.
"Hey, the empire has already prepared a passage for me. As long as I end your lives, I can return in triumph. And if the empire gets that thing, it is entirely possible that its strength will be greatly increased. By then, your Chinese fifth force will
Vulnerable!" Natsume Yoshiro stepped closer to the gunman step by step, and a dagger lit up in his hand, shining brightly under the reflection of the moonlight.
"Huh?" Natsume Yoshiro suddenly frowned, his sharp eyes shot at the little bumpkin on the left, and said solemnly, "Here you are, get out of here!"
He was speaking in English, so Shi Zhong naturally couldn't understand it, but when he saw Natsume Yoshiro's eyes directed towards him, he knew he couldn't hide anymore, so he simply walked out generously, while the bald man sold the clay pot in the sand.
Follow him out.
"Chinese?" Natsume Yoshiro was stunned, then smiled, "You Chinese people really have a lot of eyes and ears in San Francisco. You rushed here so quickly, but what's the use? It just adds a few more lives!"
"Little Japan?" Shi Zhong was also stunned. Although this guy looked ferocious, Shi Zhong could see a trace of clues. There was a trace of lewdness on this guy's face. Japan is the only one in the world.
This kind of obscenity is unique to humans.
"Baga, you're looking for death!" Natsume Yoshiro saw that this man dared to look down on him. He immediately gave up his gun and ran towards Shi Zhong, intending to kill these two people.
"Block him!"
When Shi Zhong saw Natsume Yoshiro approaching him, he immediately ducked and faced him with his bald head.
Zhao Guodong said so seriously just now, someone must have been injured, and it was not serious. Naturally, Shi Zhong had to save the two Chinese agents first. If he was a minute late, he would lose hope.
Natsume Yoshiro is indeed Japan's outstanding special operations team member. He belongs to Japan's unnumbered unit "Jing/Kuni". He has undergone rigorous training. He is completely different from the bald man who has wild skills. His moves are sharp and he is murderous everywhere. The bald head is already injured.
His body was overwhelmed by Natsume Yoshiro's attack, but luckily he blocked Natsume Yoshiro.