Magic Love Ring

Chapter 537: CIA agent

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But then he felt that it was impossible for American agents to target him. First of all, he was not an agent and would not be recorded. Secondly, no one knew about his trip to the United States except for a few people including the head of state. , so there is no possibility of leaking the whereabouts.

Then the only possibility is that the person in the car behind is either Murong Xinyue or Shangguan Gao Fei.

With a thought, he activated his magical power of clairvoyance.

There was a Chevrolet car following behind, and there were only two people in the car, a serious-looking middle-aged white man, and a tall black young man.

He looked right through their suits and saw the IDs in their pockets.

"It's from the CIA."

CIA is the abbreviation of the Central Intelligence Agency of the United States. The Central Intelligence Agency is one of the three major intelligence agencies in the United States. Its main task is to collect and analyze intelligence on foreign governments, companies, terrorist organizations, individuals, politics, culture, technology, etc., both openly and secretly. , coordinate the activities of other domestic intelligence agencies and report this intelligence to the work of various departments of the U.S. government.

The CIA has great power, and sometimes even the president of the United States cannot interfere with their actions.

Song Yan withdrew his gaze and quietly looked at Murong Xinyue and Shangguan Gao Fei.

Murong Xinyue's expression was as usual.

On the other hand, Shangguan Gao Fei's eyes vaguely glanced at the reflective environment, and there was a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in his eyes.

Now, Song Yan was almost certain that the two CIA agents following them were targeting Shangguan Gao Fei.

Why are CIA agents following Shangguan Gao Fei? Is she an agent or intelligence agent from another country

Thinking of this, Song Yan once again activated his clairvoyance powers and looked at Shangguan Gao Fei's high leather boots.

There is a sharp military spur hidden in the left boot, and a small pistol hidden in the right boot.

At this time, Song Yan was completely sure that Shangguan Gao Fei was not an ordinary person. She was probably an agent or an intelligence officer. She didn't know which country she was serving.

Song Yan came to the United States with a special mission. Since Shangguan Gao Fei was targeted by the CIA, his best choice was to escape as soon as possible to avoid any complications.

Half an hour later.

Shangguan Gao Fei drove Song Yan and Murong Xinyue to a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown and stopped.

"Although this restaurant is not big in scale, the dishes it cooks are very authentic, which is hard to find even in China!" Shangguan Gao Fei introduced it to Song Yan and Murong Xinyue.

"Really? Then I will kill you severely!" Murong Xinyue waved her fist and said. She had to pay attention to her image on any occasion in the country. After coming to the United States, her whole body was obsessed with it. I feel a lot more relaxed, I no longer have to wear a mask to be a human being.

"You are a star, aren't you afraid of getting fat?" Shangguan Gao Fei joked.

"Don't be afraid. I have a special physique. No matter how much I eat, I won't gain weight." Murong Xinyue looked proud.

While talking, the three of them walked into the Chinese restaurant.

The two CIA agents who were following Shangguan Gao Fei also parked nearby and walked towards the restaurant.

So blatant, it seems that they have obtained favorable evidence against Shangguan Gao Fei and are preparing to arrest him.

Thinking of this, Song Yan looked at Shangguan Gao Fei. Sure enough, her expression became more and more restless.

"Miss Ancient, you are here, please come inside!"

A middle-aged man wearing a chef's hat came up to me with a smile on his face and said politely. His accent had a hint of southern Fujian, and he should have come from southern Fujian.

Shangguan Gao Fei said with a smile: "Old Zhou, these two are my friends from China. You must make some special dishes."

"Definitely, definitely!" Lao Zhou nodded and then said to Song Yan and Song Yan with a smile: "Welcome you two compatriots to Los Angeles. I am the owner and chef of this store...!"

After a brief exchange of greetings, the three of them sat down, and Lao Zhou personally carried the teapot and mixed tea for the three of them.

Song Yan was a little surprised. Since the food in this restaurant was quite authentic, why was the business so slow? You must know that it was meal time and there was no one in the restaurant except them.

"Old Zhou, what's going on? Why is no one here to eat?" Shangguan Gao Fei also noticed this problem and asked.

"Hey." Lao Zhou sighed with a sad face: "My shop was spotted by the speedster gang and asked me to transfer the shop to them. I didn't agree, so they sent people over every day to cause trouble. They made trouble for several times in a row. If anyone dares to come to my restaurant to eat this time, I’m afraid my store will be closed down soon!ā€

Speaking of this, Lao Zhou's tone contained a sense of helplessness and sadness.

The slogan of freedom in the United States is loud and clear, but in fact, the Chinese here are very easy to be looked down upon and excluded.

Because the Chinese are famous for being hardworking and demanding low wages, many Americans even clamor to expel the Chinese because their jobs have been taken away by the Chinese.

In modern times, most Yanhuang people are proud to go abroad or obtain a green card from the United States. Many people who have obtained a green card even think that they will be superior to others. In fact, in the eyes of most Americans, the Yanhuang people are a lowly race.

Yanhuang was an even more backward country, and all factories could only produce socks and shirts.

"Pah! Those bastards are too abominable!" Shangguan Gao Fei slapped the table and cursed.

Murong Xinyue also showed a look of indignation and said: "Lao Zhou, didn't you call the police?"

"Why didn't you report it?" Lao Zhou looked even more helpless and a little angry: "Those American policemen were just here to go through the motions. Moreover, before they arrived, those grandsons escaped and waited for the police. As soon as they left, they came again!ā€

"Aren't the American police said to be the fastest police officers?" Murong Xinyue said in surprise.

Shangguan Gao Fei sneered: "Xiaoyue'er, you are too naive. The American police are the police of the United States. They are not that concerned about the affairs of us Chinese. If I guessed correctly, the people of the Speeding Car Party should be with the American police." There is some collusion between the police!ā€

"Who says it's not the case? I also heard that the speedsters and the police colluded!" Old Zhou said with deep approval.

Murong Xinyue was stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect the United States to be so dark.

"Then Lao Zhou, what are your plans for the future?" Murong Xinyue asked again.

Lao Zhou said bitterly: "What else can I do? My arms can't twist my thighs, so I can only sell the shop and take it back. I've been looking for a receiver these days, but the bastards from the Speeding Motorcycle Gang have interfered with it, and no one has dared to take over! "

At this moment, the two CIA agents walked into the restaurant. Lao Zhou said sorry to the three of them and hurriedly greeted them.

When Shangguan Gao Fei saw the two agents coming to the restaurant brazenly, his face turned slightly pale, and he was thinking about how to escape. However, if anyone dared to show up in the restaurant, they must have already arranged it, so they were waiting. Capture.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but have a look of determination in her eyes, and she subconsciously touched the pistol in her boots.

Author's digression: Thanks to L Xiaojian for the reward

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