Five American professors, including Horford, Millsap and Lake, now not only admire Chen Yang, but also fear him.
This man is not as thin as he looks on the surface. Not only does he have a high IQ, he also has a strong fighting ability.
What's even more frightening is that his method of punishing people is too cruel.
Glancing at Orifu flying in the wind outside the window, they all shuddered and felt that it was a wrong idea to cooperate with Chen Yang before.
After coming out of the restaurant, several American professors drove away. Siwo was still busy going to other Soros family sites. He left quickly after bidding farewell to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang drove Yang Xuewei back to her residence in a Bentley.
The others wisely went into the house first, leaving Yang Xuewei and Chen Yang alone.
Although the two were not lovers, the atmosphere in the car was a bit ambiguous.
Yang Xuewei felt very uncomfortable when she learned that Chen Yang was going back to China tomorrow.
She didn't know if she was in love with Chen Yang, but she liked the feeling of being with Chen Yang, which made her feel stable and happy.
The two chatted for a long time before parting reluctantly.
Chen Yang watched Yang Xuewei enter the house. He looked in the rearview mirror and then drove away in the Bentley.
Instead of going back to Xiaojiu's villa, he drove to the coastal highway, parked the car and pulled over, got out of the car and stood on the side of the road, looking behind him.
A Ford Mondeo drove towards this direction, he waved and the vehicle stopped.
The window was rolled down, and two Americans, a man and a woman, were sitting inside.
The man looks very fat, as if he often eats fast food.
No, he must eat fast food often, because he is holding a hamburger in his hand at the moment, and there is a cup of Coke on the cup holder with a big "m" logo on it.
The woman sitting in the passenger seat has a good figure. She is wearing a tight tank top and sunglasses, looking fashionable and sexy.
"Hello, do you need help?"
The woman in the passenger seat lowered the window and waved to Chen Yang with a friendly face.
Chen Yang smiled, put his hands on the roof of the car, and asked: "Two agents, bsp; " A man and a woman in the car looked at Chen Yang doubtfully, and then laughed: "Haha, you really know how to joke, we
How could they be from the FBI and CIA?"
Chen Yang said: "Stop acting. Your acting skills are very poor. If you have any questions, just tell me. I don't want to waste time with you."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
The woman spread her hands, took off her sunglasses, and looked at Chen Yang with a puzzled expression.
The fat man finished the burger in two bites and asked: "Asian, stop joking, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean? Ask your female partner."
Chen Yang smiled and pointed at the woman's lower body.
I saw that the woman was wearing a pair of hot pants with bulging bulges in the pants pockets. When the pants were pushed up, there was the outline of a pocket pistol.
Seeing that Chen Yang had already seen through the disguise, the expressions of both people in the car changed. Out of conditioned reflex, the woman reached out to grab it, while the man also groped at the driver's door.
"If you point a gun at me, you will all die."
Chen Yang said calmly, leaning against the car window and looking at the two people in the car with a smile.
His tone was calm and he looked very friendly, but when he said these words, the movements of the two people in the car immediately stopped.
"Yes, we need to have a friendly conversation. Those who use knives and guns are uncivilized."
Chen Yang showed a harmless smile to the two people in the car and asked: "Tell me, who are you?"
The two people in the car looked at each other with embarrassed expressions on their faces. The hot woman among them looked at Chen Yang and said: "My name is Marceline, and I am the deputy director of the fifth branch of the CIA."
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect this woman to have such a high position, and the CIA's Fifth Division had a special status. As the deputy director, she had a higher status than the other division directors.
Chen Yang looked at the fat man in the driver's seat and raised his eyebrows: "What about you?"
The fat man tore off the fake beard on his lips, with a solemn look on his face, and said, "My name is Lillard, and I am the captain of the FBI's anti-terrorism special operations team."
Lillard!
Chen Yang had heard of this guy a long time ago. He was said to be a master of judo, but Chen Yang didn't expect that this guy was as fat as a pig.
At this moment, more than a dozen Cadillac Escalades drove over, blocking the entire road and surrounding the Bentley driven by Chen Yang and the Ford driven by Lillard.
People in black suits got out of the car. They all looked at Chen Yang and made moves to grab something.
Seeing this, Lillard and Marceline were shocked and shouted outside at the same time: "Stop it."
The people who appeared at this moment included the FBI and BSP; They were silent in the car and quickly followed.
At this moment, after hearing the boss's order, they all stopped grabbing and looked at Marceline and Lillard in the car in confusion.
Seeing that none of their men were trying to grab anything, Lillard and Marceline breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't want to break up with Chen Yang.
Chen Yang glanced at the men in black around him and smiled at Lillard and the two: "You are very smart. If they rob, they will be doomed."
Lillard looked ugly and said in a deep voice: "Chen, you are too arrogant."
Chen Yang said arrogantly: "Yes, I am very arrogant. If you don't like me, hit me."
Lillard's mouth twitched and he was speechless.
Chen Yang patted the roof of the car: "Stop talking nonsense, just tell me what you want from me."
Marceline puffed up her plump breasts and looked at Chen Yang outside the car window: "We know your identity as the former leader of Black Flag. We also know that you killed Andre Agassi, a member of the Soros family of the Mafia.
In addition, we discovered that the people in the basement of the warehouse are terrorists wanted worldwide and are members of the Temple."
Chen Yang said impatiently: "How about going straight to the topic? You are the deputy director of CIA's Fifth Division. Don't you know that this is what you should do? Tell me something useful."
Marceline stared into Chen Yang's eyes and said, "We are looking for you because we want to cooperate with you."
"Cooperation? Is there any mistake? You asked me to cooperate with CIA and FBI. You guys are famous for eating people but not spitting out their bones."
Chen Yang pursed his lips, walked towards Bentley, and said, "I don't have time to cooperate with you, so I'm leaving. Goodbye."
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Lillard chased him from the car and said to Chen Yang: "Please think about it. As long as you are willing to cooperate with us, we can meet any of your conditions."
Chen Yang stopped and said with a smile: "Any conditions? Can you make the United States a special administrative region of China?"
Lillard's mouth twitched: "The condition you mentioned is too difficult. Other conditions can be met as long as they are not too excessive."
Marceline also got out of the car and said eagerly: "Chen, as long as you are willing to cooperate, you can take my body."
"Why didn't you tell me about such a good thing earlier?"
Chen Yang smiled, as if he was a different person, and walked over and patted Marceline on the butt: "Tell me how to cooperate."