Lister Wilson, FBI agent, son of Lyndon Wilson. For fear of arousing associations, Lister only calls himself by his given name and rarely mentions his surname.
Lyndon Wilson had three sons. The eldest son was in politics and the second son was in the army. They were both the pride of the Wilson family. The younger son Lister was also very good and had two doctorate degrees in the field of chemistry, which Wilson was once proud of.
But Riester didn't know what was wrong with him. He refused to do a good doctor's job and insisted on becoming a policeman. He even had a falling out with his family because of this. After many twists and turns, he became an FBI agent.
Looking at Riester, Zuo Han was filled with emotions.
I knew that Lister might have a background, otherwise he wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the FBI with his arrogance. But I didn't expect that his background would be so great. The son of the Secretary of Defense...
Fortunately, Riester was stubborn and repeatedly got away from those who protected him. Otherwise, before Charles Jr.'s killer came to the door, he might have had to deal with a group of agents first.
Thinking carefully about the people living in this shabby apartment, Zuo Han couldn't help but feel a headache.
Each of these potatoes is really hotter than the last.
At this time, Zuo Han didn't know that one of the hot potatoes had been targeted.
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The next day, in the ward of the medical center at the Boston Air Force Logistics Base.
Connor was lying on the bed, and a blond nurse sat beside the bed, feeding him oranges one by one.
The swelling on Connor's face has subsided, and his nose is supported by a stent, but his face is always smiling lewdly, and his hands are wandering around the nurse's body dishonestly.
"I think you're not injured enough." The nurse said coquettishly, "You're already like this, and you're still so dishonest."
"Baby, my external injury is a minor matter. The injury below is a big deal." Connor said with a lewd smile: "If you don't help me extinguish the fire, how can I recover quickly?"
The nurse slapped Connor's hand that was stuck in his clothes and was about to say something. Suddenly the door opened and a man walked in.
"Connor, are you feeling better?"
The nurse quickly adjusted her clothes and quickly left.
Connor said angrily: "Song, you bastard came at the wrong time."
The person who came in was none other than Song Tao, who also had gauze on his nose. Together with Connor, they looked like a pair of circus clowns.
"Hey, are you interrupting your good work?" Song Tao glanced greedily at the buttocks of the nurse who opened the door and went out, then turned to Connor and said: "I thought your injury was healed. But after asking, I found out that you are still
Lie down here."
"It's not all because of you, you bastard." Connor said angrily: "Your enemies are all good at kung fu and are very good at fighting. Each one is more powerful than the other..."
When Connor helped Song Tao, one of them felt that he had lost face. The other one was too busy and wanted to find something to do. Who expected it, but he found a big trouble. First, he was beaten up in the parking lot.
Manpower, but was beaten by another more tough guy.
It was Connor's luck that Bob didn't kill Connor with that punch. And the most depressing thing for Connor was that when the soldiers surrounded Bob, he was in a coma. When he woke up, he wanted to take revenge with his own hands.
By that time, Bob had recovered a certain amount of physical strength, broke out of the encirclement and escaped.
"I didn't expect those little gangsters to be so difficult to deal with." Song Tao smiled with a smile on his face, but there was endless contempt in his heart.
The U.S. military is said to be world-class, but as a result, you guys can't even deal with two street gangsters, and you are beaten like a pig's head. You just rely on your advanced technology, and in terms of individual combat effectiveness, each of you is worse than the other!
Song Tao felt contempt in his heart. He continued to sneer on his face: "But you too, you can't fight with others unless you fight with others. If you show your gun, it will be useless to fight."
"Hmph, if I meet those two guys again, I will definitely give them a good look!" Connor waved his fist fiercely: "If you dare to resist, I will kill them directly!"
Song Tao clapped his hands and said, "That's right. First use the gun to scare them, and then tie them up. You can do whatever you want to do with us brothers."
Connor was a little discouraged and said: "That's what you say, but where can we find them? My people have raided Boston several times, and no one knows those two bastards."
"If you can't find it, I have a way." Song Tao said proudly: "It depends on when you can go to the ground and take revenge together."
"Do you know where they are?" Connor turned over and sat up: "I've been fine for a long time. If it weren't for the fear of my father nagging me, who would be willing to lie here."
Song Tao chuckled: "As long as there are no problems on your side, I can find them at any time!"
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Song Tao also went through a lot of troubles to inquire about Song Ya, but finally got the phone number. However, Song Tao did not call, but came to see Connor.
Song Tao didn't know much about cyborgs, but he had to know that Song Ya was not someone to be trifled with. If he wanted to take revenge, he had to lure Song Ya out first. And with Connor as a second-rate boss, even if Song Ya was eventually pursued, he could
One push, two five six.
Song Tao and Connor put their minds together and decided not to make a big splash this time, but to attack with elite troops.
Bring a heavily armed infantry detachment, make up any charges, capture those bastards in the military camp, and then slowly clean them up.
Connor went to gather people, while Song Tao found a secluded place and dialed Song Ya's number.
"Who?" As soon as the call was connected, Song Ya's cold voice came over.
"Sister Ya, I am Song Tao." Song Tao said with a smile: "I heard that you have come to the United States and are in Boston?"
"Well, I have a mission." Song Ya's voice became slightly softer.
I can't write two characters of Song in one stroke. Although Song Ya has less contact with other members of the family, her attitude is usually quite gentle. Especially towards the elders in the family, Song Ya respects them as much as possible. And Song Tao,
He also recognized Song Ya's temperament.
"Hey, what a coincidence, I'm in Boston too." Song Tao seemed very excited and said, "Are you busy today? Let's come out and have a meal together."
Song Ya hesitated and said, "It's not convenient."
Because of the special relationship between Song Ya and Song Tao, Zuo Yuxin did not tell about the series of conflicts with Song Tao. If Zuo Yuxin didn't say anything, Zuo Han would naturally not be so arrogant. However, Song Ya knew that Song Tao was pursuing Zuo Yu.
Xin, guessing that he might want to use himself to spread something, but his subconscious was a little repulsive.
"That's it." Song Tao seemed to be very sorry, and added: "Father knew that you were coming, so he asked me to bring you something. If you don't want to eat, you have to get something."
"Uncle Jiaming gave me something?" Song Ya was stunned for a moment and said, "Thank you Uncle Jiaming for me, but I don't want the thing, you keep it."
Song Tao said in a funny tone: "These are girls' things. Why should I use them? This is my father's wish. Don't be ungrateful."
"this……"
When Song Ya was hesitating, Song Tao said, "Stop this and that, hurry up and get it. I'm waiting for the flight at the airport. If you don't come, I might be late."
Song Ya had no choice but to say: "Why don't you go to the airport first, I'm far away from there."
"No, my flight is still early." Song Tao spoke inconsistently, but he spoke very quickly, not giving Song Ya much time to think. He said hurriedly: "Boston is such a big place, how far can it be?
Tell me the address and I'll send it to you."
Song Ya casually mentioned the name of the neighborhood and said, "This is a slum, and it's hard to find it here. You'd better tell me a place and I'll go get it."
"Well, let's meet in the city center..." Song Tao's mind was racing, he agreed on the time and place, and then hung up the phone.
You really know how to hide in the slums, no wonder you can't find them. But if you think about it, those gangsters can only live in that kind of place.
Song Tao snorted secretly.
A few minutes after Song Tao put down the phone, Connor came over.
Connor is fully armed and wears a helmet. If it weren't for the brace on his nose, he would look quite heroic.
"Have you confirmed the location?" Connor asked in a huff.
Song Tao told the name of the neighborhood that he got from Song Ya, and then said: "The specific location is not clear. But there are two oriental women among them. They are both beautiful. Someone must have paid attention to them. It should not be difficult to find out.
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One of them has been led away by me, and you told me that the other one must not be moved!"
"Okay, let's go!" Connor waved his hand.
Connor knows about Zuo Yuxin, and even if Song Tao doesn't remind him, he won't do anything wrong. But except for those two women, Connor won't consider who others are!!
A U.S. military unit usually consists of 12 people. When he heard that the destination was a slum, Connor was afraid of uncertainty and set off with three fully armed combat units. (To be continued...)