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- Wu Zhengxiong completely gave up struggling and said, "It's in the hands of my wife."
Yang Luo released his hand from Wu Zhengxiong's throat and pointed to the phone in the room: "Call and ask him to deliver the things."
Wu Zhengxiong hesitated: "She is in Auckland."
A strange smile appeared on Yang Luo's lips: "I know she is in Oakland, otherwise you wouldn't have come to San Francisco. With such a small distance, it takes less than two hours to drive there."
Wu Zhengxiong sighed, walked over, picked up the phone and dialed a number, and the other party quickly connected.
"I'm at the Hilton Hotel in San Francisco's central financial district. Bring me what I gave you."
"Which room are you in?" A woman's voice came from the receiver.
"Room 1626, don't drive, take a taxi."
"Okay! Wait for me."
Wu Zhengxiong put down the phone and felt that the strength in his body was suddenly drained. He sat on the sofa and leaned there helplessly, as if he had become much older.
Yang Luo glanced at him, walked to the window and stood there motionless.
Wilson was standing on the roadside not far from the Hilton Hotel. When he saw Garfield coming out, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he looked at the time.
At this moment, Edgar and three other genetic warriors suddenly appeared in front of him: "Head! We are entangled by two ultramarines."
Wilson smiled coldly: "Follow Garfield, I'm going to meet that Chinese friend."
Edgar nodded: "Yes!" Then he and the other three genetic warriors swayed and disappeared into the thick fog.
Yang Luo stood in front of the window without moving. The phone in his pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that it was Xu Hang who pressed the answer button.
"What's up?"
Xu Hang's voice came from the receiver: "A guy entered the hotel. It was too foggy to see clearly, but he moved very fast. He should be a genetic warrior. Be careful."
Yang Luo raised a smile and hung up the phone: "Nangong Feng! A guest is coming."
Nangong Feng, who was leaning against the door, opened the door and then leaned against the wall next to the door.
Not long after, Wilson appeared at the door, and Nangong Feng said softly: "Please come in!"
Wilson was not surprised. It would have been a surprise if the other party didn't know about his appearance.
Yang Luo slowly turned around, looked at Wilson and said, "A distinguished guest is here. I don't know if I can give you any advice."
Wu Zhengxiong stood up on the sofa. When he saw Wilson, he was stunned, but he didn't say anything. It was too late to say anything now.
Wilson didn¡¯t even look at Wu Zhengxiong: ¡°I came here this time just to take my guests back. You won¡¯t object, right?¡±
Yang Luo raised his finger and shook it: "NO! He is my guest now."
Wilson suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, walked to Wu Zhengxiong and sat down, and naturally picked up the cigarette on the coffee table and lit one.
"Mr. Wu! The Security Bureau has already started taking action on the list you provided us."
After hearing Wilson¡¯s words, Wu Zhengxiong narrowed his eyes. He really regrets it now. He betrayed the country and the people. In the end, he got nothing, and even his family was implicated.
Yang Luo knocked on his forehead and said "ah" as if he thought of something, "Nangong Feng! What is the name of the thing that Garfield took away from us?"
Nangong Feng also imitated Yang Luo and tapped his forehead, looking thoughtful: "It seems to be called a nuclear pulse bomb."
"Pa" Yang Luo clapped his hands: "Yes! Look at my memory, Garfield said it, I forgot about it after a while."
Wilson sat there without moving, with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect you to be so ignorant that you would actually hand over the nuclear pulse bomb to the Skull and Bones Society."
Yang Luo chuckled: "Nuclear pulse bomb, the name sounds scary. But I didn't see anything special about it, so I gave it to Garfield."
Wilson took a puff of cigarette: "Now let's not talk about nuclear pulse bombs, let's talk about Mr. Wu."
"Okay!" Yang Luo walked to the sofa and sat next to Wilson. Like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, he asked enthusiastically: "Tell me!"
Wilson flicked his cigarette and said, "Exchange the eleven agents for Mr. Wu."
Yang Luo crossed his legs and tapped his fingers rhythmically on his thighs: "Don't change!"
Wilson stood up slowly and stared at Yang Luo: "There is a saying in China that he who knows the current affairs is a hero."
? ?Luo Luo raised his eyebrows: "I don't know what it means to know current affairs. I only know who has the biggest fist and who is the hero."
Wilson's dark blue eyes suddenly became a little strange. He reached back with his right hand and pulled out a three-foot-long knife at an extremely slow speed. The blade shone with an icy cold light. A powerful momentum spread around like a tide, and a strong murderous aura filled the entire space.
Nangong Feng¡¯s body leaning against the wall suddenly tensed up, and he looked at Wilson solemnly. His hands were curled like hooks, and his knees were slightly bent, ready to attack.
Wu Zhengxiong¡¯s expression changed drastically. He couldn¡¯t bear the strong pressure from Wilson and took a few steps back.
Ouyang Nancy was far away, but she still felt Wilson's terrifying aura, and slowly raised her gun and pointed it at Wilson.
Yang Luo sat there without moving, tilted his head and looked at Wilson, and said with a smile: "Friend! You should know that you can't kill me."
The muscles on Wilson's face twitched, and suddenly his feet moved, and his whole body was filled with afterimages. The knife in his hand suddenly swung down, and then the black figure rushed towards the door at an unstoppable speed.
Just when Nangong Feng was about to stop Wilson, Yang Luo said softly: "Let him go!"
As soon as Nangong Feng paused, Wilson had disappeared from the door of the room.
Wu Zhengxiong opened his mouth wide and stared at the door where Wilson disappeared. A three-inch blood line appeared between his eyebrows.
Yang Luo stood up and walked to Wu Zhengxiong and said coldly: "Those who are not from my race must have different hearts. When you are worthless, death is your only way back."
Wu Zhengxiong smacked his lips twice, and a gurgling sound came from his throat. He wanted to say something but couldn't.
Yang Luo patted him on the shoulder: "I won't touch your family, so feel free to go on your way."
Wu Zhengxiong¡¯s originally gray face showed a trace of flushing, and he nodded slightly. At this moment, the blood line on his head suddenly cracked, and blood spurted out.
Yang Luo quickly took a step to the right to avoid the spurting blood, and then with a plop, Wu Zhengxiong fell straight to the ground.
Nangong Feng walked over and took a look: "You deserve it, but I don't understand why that guy killed him."
Yang Luo said softly: "It's very simple. He thought Wu Zhengxiong hadn't handed the things over to us, so he killed Wu Zhengxiong. This would make it difficult for us to get the things back, and they would have plenty of time to investigate."
As soon as Yang Luo finished speaking, there was a snapping sound from the door, like the sound of something falling to the ground, followed by a shrill cry: "Old Wu!" A woman in her forties ran in and knelt down with a plop. Next to Wu Zhengxiong's body.
"Old Wu! What's wrong with you, Old Wu?"
Yang Luo sighed, walked to the door, bent down and picked up a document bag on the ground, opened it, took out the contents and looked at it, then put it back, closed the door and walked back.
"You should be Wu Zhengxiong's wife."
The woman slowly raised her head, looked at Yang Luo and said through gritted teeth, "Why did you kill him?"
Yang Luo said: "Do you know Wu Zhengxiong's identity?"
The woman stood up slowly, wiped the tears on her face, glared at Yang Luo and said, "He is my man, do you know that I know that?"
Yang Luo smiled: "You don't know."
The woman was stunned, and Yang Luo's voice suddenly turned cold: "His true identity is a senior agent of the Second Department of the General Staff, that is, a spy." At this point, he shook the folder in his hand, "This is our country's overseas Secret Files of the Intelligence Network.¡±
Hearing Yang Luo's words, the woman swayed and murmured in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible, you are lying to me."
Yang Luo snorted coldly: "Do I need to lie to you?" After saying that, he turned and walked outside. When he reached the door, he stopped and said, "The person who killed Wu Zhengxiong was a genetic warrior of the Freemasons. I was just ordered to catch him. Arrest him. And you get out of here, otherwise the Freemasons will not let you go."
The woman stood there blankly: "What is Freemasonry?"
Yang Luo hesitated for a moment, no matter how innocent this woman was, it was a bit unbearable to leave her here in deep danger.
"Freemasonry is a mysterious and powerful organization. It represents the U.S. government. Now you understand."
The woman stopped talking and bent down to pick Wu Zhengxiong up, but she couldn't pick him up even though she tried her best.
Nangong Feng wanted to help, but Yang Luo said, "Let's go! You can't leave this hotel with the body."
The woman shook her head stubbornly: "I want to take Lao Wu with me."??
Yang Luo didn't expect this woman to have such deep feelings for Wu Zhengxiong: "The man is dead, is it worth it for you to get involved? And think about your family, especially your children."
The woman looked at Wu Zhengxiong¡¯s body, tears flowing out of her eyes again.
Yang Luo shook his head helplessly: "He deserves it, you'd better live well." After that, he walked out.
Ouyang Nancy hurriedly caught up with Yang Luo, and Nangong Feng said, "You'd better leave the United States overnight."
The woman glanced at Wu Zhengxiong, then gritted her teeth and followed Nangong Feng outside.
Wilson got in the car, took out his phone and called Edgar to find out where they were, started the car, stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
In the thick fog of the night, there was the sound of objects moving at high speed and rubbing the air. Four black figures were flying rapidly in the thick fog of the night. Their speed was extremely fast, like black hawks gliding rapidly under the night sky, following closely. There was a stretched Lincoln in front.
A dark figure shouted: "The boss called. They have the information on the nuclear pulse bomb. They must get it back." After speaking, he accelerated his speed and caught up with the Lincoln in just a few ups and downs. He suddenly jumped onto the ten From a height of several meters, his body fell rapidly downwards and landed heavily on the roof of the car.
Garfield was sitting in the car with a smile on his face. It seemed that this guy was in a good mood. Holding the red wine in his hand, he was about to drink it when he felt the entire car body shake, followed by a loud "bang" sound. The window glass was shattered one after another, and the muffled sound of a tire burst was heard.
The entire car suddenly lost control and flew up. The two Ultramarines roared and protected Garfield and the white young man in their arms.
"Bang" the Lincoln car rolled in the air and hit the ground. The black figure bent its legs slightly, jumped up again, and then quickly fell down. With another "bang", it landed on the car, The entire car body sank into the ground.
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