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Chapter six hundred and sixty seventh abroad, meet

Los Angeles, USA, 10 o'clock.

A flight from the capital of China landed on the runway and taxied to the shutdown building. After fifteen minutes, the cabin door opened and a large number of people walked out of the passenger plane slowly and then took the ceremony to extract the waiting hall.

After a while, a group of three people walked out of the exit with a greeting. A man in casual clothes stood outside the exit and his hands were in his pockets and looked lonely. After waiting for a few minutes, a Mercedes-Benz RV drove to the young.

In front of the person, two Chinese people walked out of the car and reached out to take the salutes of the three and put them on the RV.

Several people got on the bus and drove away from the airport. At the same time, a Chevrolet followed them quietly and followed them all the way. The two cars could have three parking spaces, one in front and one behind Jinru downtown Los Angeles.

After driving seven or eight kilometers, the co-pilot in the Mercedes-Benz RV suddenly turned around and said, "Young Master Kun, you have a tail."

Liu Kun seemed not surprised, but just gritted his teeth and said, "I really don't want people to be better, right? I've forced me out of China and still bit me. Is this trying to kill you all... Can you two

Have you dealt with the tail?”

The co-pilot said, "Is it necessary for Mr. Kun?"

"You are all withdrawn from the Guard Bureau. Are there any problems killing a car of people?"

The co-pilot then opened his hand and took out a gun from it, and said calmly: "Seven bullets in the gun, just find a street car without anyone, and I can kill one with one bullet through the glass.

Although guns are rampant in the United States, the control of shooting cases is quite strict. If the US Immigration Bureau finds out that you are related to the shooting case, they will terminate your lifelong entry."

Liu Kun was silent and asked, "Then get rid of the person."

“It’s much simpler”

An hour later, at midnight, the Mercedes-Benz RV jinru went to a remote location north of downtown Los Angeles, and then drove into a farm. The farm gate was closed and the Chevrolet was isolated.

In Chevrolet's car, someone took out the phone and dialed it out: "I entered a farm, and the door was closed. We can't get in for the time being."

"If you can't get in, don't worry. Just guard outside and keep an eye on it."

As soon as the person in the Chevrolet hung up the phone, a roar came from the direction of the farm. A helicopter suddenly took off from the farm and disappeared into the night sky.

On the helicopter, Liu Kun stuck his head out and looked down and said, "When you wait for the day when my king returns, everyone related to Xiang Que will be thrust you."

The Chevrolet man looked at the sky with a daze, gulped and picked up the phone again.

"Can I let someone run away in the United States?"

If people calculate humans, they can calculate humans, but if heaven calculates humans, they can't escape it.

Liu Kun, expected that he would not easily run away because he went abroad, so Xiang Que would let him go. He expected that Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que would not give up on him, so he had contacted him in the United States before leaving the country.

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In this regard, Liu Kun reacted very quickly, but he must have calculated it without even expecting that Xiang Que dragged the Chinese gang, the largest in the United States, the boss of the Hongmen to investigate his whereabouts.

In the United States, Liu Kun would have nothing to hide because the Chinese have almost blossomed everywhere in the United States.

The Toyota Prado drove up a small road and then drove along the direction pointed by Xiangque toward the northeast.

At the viaduct construction site, the people in the construction team looked ashen, especially the two Adam's apples in charge of technology kept shaking, looking confused.

"Mr. Su, this is a terrible thing. How can the piers not stand up after three consecutive times? The parameters are no problem, the concrete ratio is no problem, and the weight of the bridge deck is no problem. It is impossible for the piers to collapse three consecutive times. Mr. Su is not our ability

No, but this place is too evil.”

Mr. Su gritted his teeth and said, "Take the concrete pieces back for inspection, and expand the sampling range of nearby soil to five kilometers, and re-test it for me in all aspects."

"Mr. Su, I think it may not be a problem with our construction." Someone said carefully: "Is this place a little bit? When I was in my hometown in the countryside, there was a family in the village who could not build a house no matter how hard it was.

Later, a Feng Shui master came over and told him that the foundation was laid in the wrong place and then it would be built elsewhere. Sure enough,.........."

Mr. Su glanced at him and said, "Don't talk about these useless things, hurry up and do what I said."

The people from the construction team immediately left as instructed. Mr. Su rubbed his head tiredly and said to the people who were still by his side: "You guys will leave, I'll stay alone for a while."

"Mr. Su, don't be stressed. We are sure that this is definitely not a technical problem or an operational mistake. You should be unresponsible."

"You guys go down, I'll be quiet." Mr. Su squatted on the ground, with a little helpless and sad expression. She leaned on her cheek and bit her lips and said, "In this world, nothing can be smooth."

"Crack" a Toyota Domino parked next to the construction site, and then Xiangque, Wang Xuanzhen and Cao Shanjun got off the car together.

Wang Xuanzhen looked at the woman squatting on the ground not far away and shouted in surprise: "Isn't this Maoshan bus?"

"Swish" Mr. Su, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly raised his head and stared at Xiang Que directly.

Xiang Que smiled so arrogantly, walked slowly over with his crotch in his arms: "Oh, where is there no meeting in life?"

Su He had bitten a row of tooth marks on his lips, and he pursed his lips and said, "You are still not dead, how can I meet you everywhere?"

Xiang Que grinned his teeth and said, "I'm not very happy. I'll meet an old friend in a foreign land."

"How come the bastard can meet you everywhere?" Su He was the most confused and helpless and weakest time. At this time, women are very sensitive and fragile.

Especially when facing a person who already felt very conflicted, a string in Su He's heart was plucked.

Xiang Que took out a cigarette and lit it, and then asked in surprise: "Why are you here? Why are you wearing such a piece of clothing? Maoshan is also popular for the project?"

Su He shook his head and said, "I have left Maoshan."

Xiang Quemuran was stunned, then nodded and said, "It's good to leave, life is more stable and suitable for you."

Since the last incident in Beijing, Su He has suddenly become very disgusted with the life of Feng Shui and Yin Yang. This is a kind of escape, but she doesn't know what she is escaping.

So, leaving Maoshan, Su He jinru a road and bridge company under his father, and wanted to go to a foreign land to live in the wilderness for a while so that he could calm himself down.

However, things in the world were impermanent, and she still couldn't calm her mind down.


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