Not far away, in front of a taxi, a handsome young man in a leather jacket was chatting up a blonde girl with a smile. This was a replica of the way Amanda and the others were deceived.
Owen's anger suddenly spiked, for no other reason than that the handsome guy in front of him was the guy who tricked Amanda in the movie.
Owen originally didn't plan to look for him. He was just a peripheral member. Even if they caught him, they might not be able to find out the core secret. Besides, they now knew the specific location. It would be a waste of time to catch him, and they might also alert the enemy.
But he didn't expect that the enemy was on a narrow road, and he actually saw him cheating on another girl. Thinking that Amanda was taken away like this, Owen became furious.
Seeing Owen change direction, Brian asked in confusion from behind: "What's wrong?"
Owen pointed at the handsome guy: "Did you see that guy in the leather jacket? That bastard was the same as the one who kidnapped Amanda. It was this guy who deceived Amanda and their addresses. I want to teach him a lesson."
"
Owen said bitterly, but before he could take action, Brian had already rushed forward and pulled the handsome guy out who was about to bend down to get into the taxi. He punched the lower abdomen, causing the handsome guy to bend into a crotch.
"Asshole, where are they?"
The agent father's anger was not exaggerated. Brian punched the handsome boy onto the front hood of the taxi, and then hit him with his fist.
"What are you doing? Ah...ah, why are you hitting me?"
"Tell me, where did you take the three American girls you captured yesterday?"
Brian's fists hit him one after another, and the handsome boy was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back.
"Ah, don't fight... don't fight... I don't know what you are talking about..."
The handsome guy held his head in his hands, lay on the front hood of the taxi and kept wailing.
Owen didn't expect Brian to move so quickly. By the time he stepped forward, the handsome guy had already been knocked down. Owen stood aside and didn't make a move, but several of the handsome guy's accomplices surrounded him.
The few guys who gathered around looked like they were not good people based on their clothes. Owen was a policeman, so he still had some basic judgment. Two of them rushed towards Brian, and the other two rushed towards him.
Brian was still beating up the handsome guy, but he was caught off guard by someone hugging his arms from behind. Another guy came up to the front and wanted to teach Brian a lesson, but Brian kicked him in the stomach, and then Brian hit him with his elbow.
A hard elbow hit the person behind him on the nose. The other person let go in pain, but Brian knocked him down twice.
Irving's side was no exception. The first guy who rushed over obviously underestimated his opponent. He took a small step and set up his posture to hit Irving hard, but before he could rush over, Irving had already rushed back and hit him with a flying knee.
on his face.
The guy fell to the ground and fainted. When the other guy saw Owen being so aggressive, he didn't dare to step back and took out a knife to confront Owen.
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People's attention was attracted by the shouting in the distance. It was the taxi driver. He saw the fight here and ran to call the police. The guy with the knife in front of him saw the police coming and didn't even care about his accomplices.
She put away the knife and turned around to dive into the crowd.
Owen didn't chase him, but following the direction the guy left, Owen found a man in a black suit squeezing in.
At first glance, it was clear that this man was not just watching the fun, and people watching the fun wouldn't be like this. The man had already squeezed to the edge of the crowd, and when Owen noticed him, he immediately made a gesture of drawing a gun.
Owen was shocked. These guys were so arrogant. They dared to draw guns at the airport or in front of the police.
Owen took two quick steps and rushed over. Of course, he couldn't let him pull out his gun. The moment the guy passed through the crowd, he held down his hand, then grabbed his collar and moved forward. The guy staggered two steps.
, leaning forward, Owen hit him on the side of the head with an elbow, and the guy also fainted.
Owen opened his suit, and sure enough he had a gun. But he was not in a good mood at all. Gangsters don't wear holsters, they usually just put them on their waists, and gangsters don't really like to wear suits, so what do you think?
I don't think the guy in front of me is a gangster.
However, Owen's actions did not stop. He kicked the gun into his arms, and then searched the other party's pocket for a document. Owen took it and looked at it - the French Internal Security Bureau, what about the people from the Security Bureau?
Will it be at the airport?
The taxi driver and the police were getting closer and closer. The police were running and pointing and shouting. Irving could not understand French, but he could guess that he was not allowed to move. The crowd of onlookers screamed when Irving found the pistol.
They dispersed, and Owen and the others couldn't hide in the crowd.
When Owen turned around, he realized that the handsome guy had actually run away while they were fighting. By the time Brian killed the two guys, the handsome guy had already run far away. Brian got into the taxi, started the car, and Owen jumped.
He adjusted his direction in the air and got directly into the passenger seat through the window. The car accelerated away under the eyes of the police and chased the handsome guy.
The handsome guy was still running desperately in front, followed by the taxi that was getting closer and closer. How could two legs run faster than four wheels? But he was very smart. He only ran a short distance before getting on the viaduct with heavy traffic, going the wrong way.
The taxi was blocked by traffic, so the two had no choice but to get out of the car and chase.
The handsome guy kept running, and he was out of breath from running early. Owen and Brian were the new force, and the distance got closer and closer. The handsome guy couldn't run anymore, and he felt anxious when he looked at the two people behind him. He lowered his head and looked under the bridge.
As soon as the container truck was parked, I gritted my teeth and jumped out.
Owen and Brian chased to the bridge and happened to see the handsome guy getting up from the container truck. It was nearly 20 meters above the ground. Even if there was a container truck to buffer it, it would still be more than ten meters high. This guy really dared to jump.
The handsome guy jumped from the container truck to the ground, looked up from the ground, and couldn't help but feel proud when he saw that the two people on the bridge didn't chase him down. He backed up and flashed his middle finger to them.
Owen couldn't help but cover his eyes when he saw the guy's arrogant look on the bridge. Sure enough, just as he remembered, the handsome guy who had just escaped one second was killed by a large truck that was speeding by.
Crash.
Brian patted the bridge railing unwillingly, and Owen handed him a card, "It seems your friends don't welcome us very much."
The card was the ID of the guy who was knocked unconscious by Owen. Brian took the card and it clearly said - French Internal Security Service.
The man must have been sent by Ken. He and Ken were both CIA agents stationed in France before. The difference was that after retirement, he chose to return to China to make up for his relationship with his daughter, while Ken chose to stay in France and return to France.
He took his family over and relied on his past qualifications to become a security consultant for the Internal Security Bureau.