This white woman wearing a Chanel skirt was accompanied by two chubby middle-aged Mexican-looking women, who must be her nannies and maids, helping her carry large and small bags of the trophies she had just purchased.
Not long after the group left, the cry of a baby was heard in the stroller. The woman put down the little girl she was holding and bent down to look at the child in the stroller.
The two middle-aged Mexican women stopped and stood nearby, looking around. They were attracted by the famous shops on the street.
The little girl who had just been put down looked to be no more than three or four years old. She turned around and saw a clown holding a balloon smiling at her across the street. She also smiled, waddled away from her relatives and nanny, and headed across the street. Trot over.
The clown was a gimmick used by the shop across the street to attract customers. When he saw the little girl running over, he was very friendly to her and even gave her a yellow hydrogen balloon.
The overjoyed little girl grabbed the balloon string and ran back. At this moment, a sudden roar of cars roared from the other end of Fifth Avenue.
The little girl was suddenly frightened and couldn't move in the middle of Fifth Avenue, watching helplessly as several black Cadillacs rushed over!
On a summer afternoon in New York, the skyscrapers on both sides of Fifth Avenue, the most prosperous and lively area in New York City, tower into the clouds and even block part of the sunlight.
The menacing Cadillac came towards me, and pedestrians screamed to avoid it.
There was only a frightened little girl wearing a warm yellow tutu, holding a yellow balloon and standing in the middle of Fifth Avenue, eye-catching.
"Mary! Mary! Help! Somebody! Please-help!" The woman who bent down to pick up the baby in the stroller finally found that her little daughter had run to the middle of Fifth Avenue and stood dumbly low, while those trucks Dirac was charging straight at her!
Not only did they rush over, but there were also gunshots ringing out on Fifth Avenue.
Several arms with pistols stretched out from the Cadillacs and shot each other.
Pedestrians on the roadside immediately understood.
This is the New York gang fighting with guns and weapons!
Old New Yorkers all know that Cadillac is almost the standard equipment of gangs...
In the past few days, New York City has been swarmed with military police looking to catch so-called "Chinese kidnappers."
However, the New York gang suffered heavy losses. They all believed that the New York police deliberately attacked their power in the name of searching for "Chinese kidnappers."
So the gangsters who have been suppressed these days are finally going to let go of their courage and do it today!
Huo Shaoheng had already ducked behind a phone booth on the side of the road as soon as he heard the sound of the car, and the frightened little girl was right in front of him!
He stared at the panicked little girl for a second, and faster than his thoughts, he was already rushing out from behind the phone booth.
He put his arms on the hood of a BMW parked on the side of the road, jumped over the front of the car with his long legs like a hurdle, and ran towards the middle of Fifth Avenue.
Just as he bent down to pick up the little girl, a black Cadillac rushed over from three lanes.
Huo Shaoheng flashed and avoided the two cars on the side, but he couldn't avoid the third car coming from the front!
He only had time to hold the little girl and roll on the spot, almost lying flat on the ground, holding the little girl tightly in his arms.
Pedestrians who were hiding around and watching screamed in surprise, and some even covered their eyes, unable to bear to see the tragic sight of the two people being buried under the wheels.
The Cadillac that rushed towards him didn't even think about stopping, and drove straight past Huo Shaoheng's back.
The car rushed forward in the blink of an eye. Under the car, Huo Shaoheng, who everyone thought had been crushed to death, quickly rolled to a safe place on the street with the little girl in his arms.
He stood up with the little girl in his arms, placed her in front of the woman who rushed over, and quickly left Fifth Avenue without saying a word.
The woman in the Chanel suit was so surprised that she hugged her daughter and cried. When she looked up again, she found that the man who had saved her daughter had disappeared without a trace.
She was so moved that she looked around and found that there was a camera at the door of the store, facing the direction of Fifth Avenue.
The woman hurriedly walked to the store and asked the store to give her the video just now, and she could pay for it, because she wanted to find this kind man and thank him personally for saving her daughter's life.
But when she entered the central control room of the store and saw the video, she found that the angle at which the man was saving people happened to be in the blind spot of the camera. The camera only recorded the images of the Cadillac driving in and driving away. The most it could detect were those. The license plate of the Cadillac could not see the figure of the man who had just saved people.
"What a shame..." The woman shook her head and left the store disappointed.
In a room in the tall building opposite, there are more than a dozen high-power cameras recording all the scenes on this avenue.
In fact, such strict cameras are installed on all the main roads in New York City, just to find Huo Shaoheng's traces as much as possible.
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Fifteen minutes later, in the building of the CIA's New York branch, a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes wearing a black suit sat behind his desk and stared at the video footage that came through.
He touched his perfectly shaped jaw thoughtfully and smiled slightly.
"James, bring me a cup of coffee." The man pressed pause, put his feet on the desk, held the back of his head, and looked in the direction of the office door with a smile.
After a while, the office door was pushed open, and a white man in his forties and almost fifty brought him a cup of coffee with a sad face.
"Director Sean, this is your coffee." He put the coffee on the desk respectfully, secretly raised his head and glanced at the young man, with a flash of envy in his eyes.
This young man, Sean, was only in his early thirties and was already half a level above him.
James had been working in the CIA for most of his life, and was promoted to deputy director when he was almost fifty. He originally thought that he would be promoted to director of the Asian Intelligence Department this year, but it turned out that a particularly famous figure was parachuted in, and that was Sean.
Sean graduated from the West Point Military Academy with a bachelor's degree and a master's degree in intelligence. He later joined the CIA and worked in Europe for a few years. When he came back, he was already a rising star in the CIA and directly became the director of the Asian Intelligence Division that was vacant.
Although he was a little unhappy, this Sean was really capable. James felt ashamed that he was inferior to others, but he still felt a little unhappy that Sean always used him as a servant.
Sean took the coffee and took a sip, frowning, "Why do you put milk and sugar in it? Make it again, I don't like the taste. I want original black coffee! I can't remember how many times I've said it! You have Alzheimer's disease Yet?!"
James almost cried, and he went out angrily to make another cup of original black coffee and put it in front of Sean.
Sean tasted it again before drinking it with satisfaction.
Putting down the coffee cup, Sean still put his feet up on the desk. He asked James proudly: "Have you seen this video? What do you think?"
James took a look and saw a video of a white man rescuing people from Fifth Avenue. He clasped his hands nervously and said, "I... I think this man is very brave, powerful, and kind. He saved people." Got that little girl, didn’t you?”
"That's it?" Sean looked at James up and down with a pair of jewel-like blue eyes, "Tsk, tsk, no wonder you are still a deputy at your age. With your eyesight, being a deputy is just a compliment. You You should serve people tea and water and be a cleaning staff! You should not be a CIA agent!"
humiliation! The cliffhanger is humiliating!
James was shaking with anger, glaring at Sean, his hands clenched into fists, but motionless, not daring to do anything to Sean.
Although Sean had not worked with James for a long time, he had already figured out the character of this taciturn old man.
He's just a dull guy who can't even be beaten with three sticks!
Sean sneered, shook his head and said, "Are you angry? Are you not convinced? I will convince you!"
Sean said, reopening the video and playing it for James to watch, "Look at his skills. He held the hood of the car with one hand across the front of the car, hugged the little girl and rolled over on the spot, shrinking himself under the chassis of the car. .This kind of judgment, this kind of angle, this kind of action, don’t you think it’s very familiar?”
"... Familiar? I just think he runs faster and has better luck, just like you, Mr. Sean." James couldn't help but mock Sean.
Sean laughed "Ha", "James, are you laughing at me? What qualifications do you have to laugh at me! I am doing the right thing and you are the bad guy, because I can see things that you can't see!" , he pointed at the computer screen, "Look, his jumping with one hand and rolling on the ground to avoid the oncoming vehicles are standard military actions!"
"Soldier?!" James raised his head suddenly, "What soldier? I don't remember our soldiers doing this!"
James was a veteran of the U.S. Army before joining the CIA.
Sean laughed and slapped the table, "Of course not our soldiers, but soldiers of the Chinese Empire! And it's a standard action of their special forces!"
James' heart skipped a beat. He looked at Sean in surprise, and his tone unconsciously turned respectful: "You also know this?!"
"Of course, since I took over the CIA's Asian Intelligence Division, my key research subject has been Huo Shaoheng, the mysterious major general of the Chinese Empire. I have collected all the news and videos since he joined the army. Do you want to see when he studied under the Israeli military? Training footage of Mossad founder?”
"You can do this too? You are really amazing." James looked at Sean with admiration, "If you say so, I will obey you unconditionally."
Sean laughed even louder.
He finally conquered the veteran James, the deputy director of the CIA's Asian Intelligence Division. As long as his spine was broken, the entire CIA's Asian Intelligence Division would bow to him in the future.
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