The woman raised the car window and glanced at Xie Lun proudly. Her eyes seemed to say: "How is it? Much better than you, right?"
Xie Lun, with some palpitations, turned his head and looked behind. The moment the woman raised the gun, Xie Lun sensed something was wrong, and immediately used his ability to create a tragic situation where the jeep was turned upside down. In fact, the people sitting in the jeep may suffer fractures at most, but their lives will not be in danger.
"Okay, stop looking, they won't be chasing you anytime soon."
The woman thought that Xie Lun was worried about the pursuers, so she couldn't help but sneer.
The sports car quickly drove down the road and into a relatively dim road.
Xie Lun touched the core in his arms, seeming very worried. After confirming that it was still there, he exhaled slightly and turned to look at the woman: "I didn't expect that after so many days, Owen is still waiting for me."
The woman sneered and said, "I don't know if Owen will wait. Anyway, I paid you to wait there for a week. As long as someone can escape within seven days, no matter who it is, I will save them."
"So you are a mercenary, not from Owen?" Sherron frowned, "Looking at your skills, you are quite powerful, but there is no information about you among the international mercenaries?"
The woman sneered disdainfully: "There are many mercenaries in the world, and you can still remember them?"
"Of course I can't remember, but there are only a few masters, so I still have some impression." Xie Lun stared at the woman's expression and smiled, "What's more, for a beautiful woman like you, I will remember it more clearly."
"Shut your mouth, agent. Your tricks may work for young girls, but they won't work for me." The woman snorted, "I just collect money to do things. As for the grudge between you and Irving, I don't have any Interested management."
Sherron smiled: "Shut up, can you just tell me your name?"
The woman looked coldly, glared at Xie Lun fiercely, and stopped talking. Xie Lun smiled proudly, hugged the core in his arms, lay lazily on the seat, and stopped saying anything.
Gradually, there are fewer and fewer high-rise buildings on both sides of the road, replaced by low and dilapidated buildings.
It was obvious that the woman was driving towards the outskirts of the city.
When the sky turned white, the woman finally pulled over to the side of the road and stopped the car. At this time, there were no ordinary buildings on both sides of the road, only a few rows of bungalows remained, and judging from their dilapidated appearance, it was estimated that no one had lived there for a long time.
There are no asphalt roads anymore, only rugged dirt roads remain. When I lowered the window, a stench immediately hit my face, including the smell of something burning.
Xie Lun quickly raised the car window again and looked at the woman suspiciously. The woman pointed to the side and snorted: "Irving's people are waiting for you there. You can get out of the car now."
"Are you sure this is here?"
"nonsense."
Xie Lun looked at the plastic bags flying in the wind outside the window and pursed his lips. As soon as he put his hand on the car door handle, he suddenly turned to the woman and said, "Are you really sure you remembered the address correctly?"
The woman simply pulled out the Desert Eagle, pointed at Sherron's head, and shouted impatiently: "Get out!"
"okay!"
Xie Lun got out of the car neatly and waved to the woman: "Have a nice trip, beauty. When you go back, be careful of the traffic police checking the car."
The woman resisted the urge to hit the accelerator and hit Xie Lun to death, reversed the car quickly, then drifted, rolled up a puff of smoke, and drove away as if running away.
"How rude. You didn't even say goodbye."
Xie Lun shook his head, hugged his core, and walked in the direction pointed by the woman. He soon discovered that the place was actually a large garbage dump.
There are ashes left by burning garbage in the garbage dump from time to time, and some of the ashes are still smoking, which also explains why the place smells so bad.
Xie Lun stood in the garbage dump with his bare feet, hugging his core, braving the cold wind in the early morning and enduring the pungent stench. It was like this until the sun rose high and Xie Lun's stomach had been growling for a long time before a white extended Lincoln car drove over.
The car door opened, and a sturdy black man holding a submachine gun leaned out of the car and waved to Sherron.
Xie Lun hunched his back and ran over at a trot. Before the black man could react, he slipped into the car and complained angrily: "Why are you here so late? Did you bring me breakfast?" Damn, I’m almost starving after standing here for so long... Ah, there’s wine and sandwiches, it’s so great.”
As he spoke, he grabbed the wine glass and sandwich from the man sitting across from him and started eating and drinking.
Both the black man standing at the door of the car and the strong man sitting in the car were all stunned.
what's the situation
Is this an enemy that I want to escort, or a boss that I need to protect? Is this so familiar
But at least they were well-trained and quickly recovered. The black man sat back in the car, closed the door, and pointed his submachine gun at Sherron. The other man stretched out his hand and said coldly: "What does the boss want?"
Sherron finished the sandwich in two or three bites, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then wiped his hands with his clothes, and finally handed the core over from his arms.
The man took it, looked over it over and over, and nodded to the black man. The black man immediately narrowed his eyes, and just as he was about to tighten his finger on the trigger, Sherron suddenly shouted: "Are you really sure that this thing can be used?"
The man's expression changed instantly, he reached out and grabbed Xie Lun's collar, and growled: "What do you mean?"
"Look carefully, idiot." Xie Lun smiled disdainfully, "Didn't you find that there is a small thing missing from the core? A very crucial, very crucial little thing."
The man picked up the core again and examined it carefully. Soon he pressed his finger on a certain location in the core, and a slot immediately popped up there.
There was nothing in that slot.
"Farke!"
The man almost smashed the core into Xie Lun's face and said angrily: "Where are the chips? Where did you hide the chips in the core?"
As the man roared, the black man put the muzzle of his gun against Sherron's temple.
Xie Lun's expression remained unchanged: "Where is Juliet?"
The man looked at Xie Lun deeply. After a while, he sat back down, took out a small glass bottle from the car refrigerator next to him, and handed it to Xie Lun: "Drink it."
Xie Lun took it and looked around: "What is this?"
The man said coldly, "If you still want to see your woman, just drink it."
He pointed back at the top of his head: "I drank in front of it."
Above his head, a camera was installed, facing Sherren.
Sherron shrugged, unscrewed the glass bottle, made a toast gesture to the camera, and then drank it all. After he was done, he smacked his lips a few times, shook his head and said: "It's sour and doesn't taste good at all..."/
Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head to the side and fell asleep.
That was it. The man was still uneasy and waited until the black man covered Sherron's head with a black hood before ordering him to drive.
A few hours later, the mask on Sherron's head was roughly pulled off. He had been pretending to be asleep, blinking "drowsily" while looking around.
Although he knew where he was, he still had to act.
It looks like an abandoned factory building, surrounded by rusty machine tools. In front of him, stood a short, muscular, blond man with typical Germanic features.
"Owen Davion!"
Sherron recognized the man immediately.
Owen played with the core in his hand, looked at Sherron who was staring at him closely, and smiled sinisterly: "Agent Ethan, I only give you one chance. Where is the chip of this core?"