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This white woman wearing a Chanel skirt also has two middle-aged, Mexican-looking women who should be her nanny maids, helping her carry big bags and small bags just after shopping.

The group walked for a long time, and the cry of the baby came from the stroller. The woman put down the little girl she was holding and bent down to see the child in the stroller.

The two middle-aged Mexican women stopped by, and stood looking around, attracted by the famous shops on the street.

The little girl who was just put down looked like she was only three or four years old. She turned around and saw a clown holding a balloon across the street smiling at her and grinning. She left her loved ones and babysitters and walked across the street. Trot over.

The clown was a gimmick to attract customers from the shop across the street. When she saw the little girl ran over, she was very friendly to her, and she deliberately divided her into a yellow hydrogen balloon.

The happy little girl clutched the balloon rope and ran back. Just then, a sudden car growl came from the other end of Fifth Avenue.

The little girl was frightened suddenly, unable to move in the middle of Fifth Avenue, and watched several black Cadillacs rushing over!

On a summer afternoon in New York, the skyscrapers on both sides of the entire bustling Fifth Avenue in New York City soared into the clouds, even blocking out part of the sun.

The aggressive Cadillac approached and pedestrians screamed and dodged.

There was only a frightened little girl in a warm yellow tutu, holding a yellow balloon standing in the middle of Fifth Avenue, eye-catching.

"Mary! Mary! Help !!!! please-help!" The woman who stooped to pick up the baby in the stroller finally found her little daughter running to the middle of Fifth Avenue, standing still and standing low, and those Cady Luck rushed upright at her!

Not only rushing over, but there was also a banging sound on Fifth Avenue.

Out of those Cadillac cars were several arms with pistols, shooting at each other.

Pedestrians on the road understood immediately.

This is the New York Gangster fighting in a gun battle!

Old New Yorkers know that Cadillac is almost standard for gangsters ...

These days, New York City is full of military police, trying to catch the so-called "Chinese kidnappers."

But the New York gangsters suffered heavy losses. They agreed that the New York police had deliberately cracked down on their forces in the name of searching for "Chinese kidnappers."

So these gangsters who have been ravaged these days are finally going to let go of it today!

Huo Shaoheng had been hiding behind a telephone booth on the roadside the first time he heard the sound of a car, and the frightened little girl was right in front of him!

He stared at the panicked little girl for a second, faster than his mind, and rushed out from behind the phone booth.

His arm rested on the hood of a BMW parked on the side of the road, his long legs leaped over the head like a hurdle and ran towards the middle of Fifth Avenue.

Just bent over and picked up the little girl, the black Cadillac had rushed from three lanes.

Huo Shaoheng flickered, avoiding the two on the side, but could not avoid the third from the front!

He had no time to hug the little **** the ground, and the whole person was almost flat on the ground, tightly guarding the little girl in his arms.

The pedestrians hiding from the surroundings exclaimed, some people even covered their eyes and couldn't bear to see the tragic image of the two buried under the wheel.

The Cadillac that rushed forward didn't even think about stopping, so it drove straight from Huo Shaoheng's back.

The car rushed to the front in a blink of an eye. Under the car, everyone thought that Huo Shaoheng had been crushed to death, but he quickly rolled to the safe place on the street with the little girl.

He hugged the little girl, got up, and put her in front of the woman who rushed over, without a word, quickly left Fifth Avenue.

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 just saved her daughter had gone without a trace.

She moved inexplicably, and looked around, and found that the shop door here was equipped with a camera, facing the direction of Fifth Avenue.

The woman hurried to the store and asked them to give her that video. She could pay for it because she wanted to find this kind person and thanked him personally for saving his daughter's life.

But when she entered the central control room of the store, she saw the video just now, and found that the man's rescue angle was exactly the dead angle of the camera. The camera only recorded the images of Cadillac coming and going. Cadillac's license plate could not see the man who had rescued him.

"It's a shame ..." The woman shook her head and left the shop in disappointment.

In the room opposite the high-rise building, there are more than a dozen high-power cameras that record all the scenes on this avenue.

In fact, all major roads in New York City are equipped with such rigorous cameras in order to find as far as possible Huo Shaoheng.

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Fifteen minutes later, a handsome blond man in a black suit, sitting at his desk in the building of the New York branch of cia in the United States, watched the video coming through intently.

He thoughtfully touched the perfectly lined jaw and smiled slightly.

"James, bring me a cup of coffee to come in." The man paused, put his feet on the desk, hugged his head back, and looked at the office door with a smile.

After a while, the office door was pushed open, and a white man in his forties or fifties faced a bitter face and brought him a cup of coffee.

"Director Sean, this is your coffee." He respectfully placed the coffee on the desk, glanced up at the young man, and his envious eyes flashed.

The young man, Sean, was in his early thirties, already half a grade higher than him.

James spent most of his life in cia and was promoted to Deputy Secretary almost 50 years ago. He originally thought that he would be promoted to the position of Director of the Asian Intelligence Department this year. As a result, a particularly famous character who airborne over it was Sean.

Sean is an undergraduate plus master of graduated from the West Point Military School of Information Science. He later joined cia, went to work in Europe for a few years, and then came back. He is already a rising star of cia and directly made the vacant director of the Asian Intelligence Division.

Although a little unhappy, this Sean really has the ability, James is ashamed that he is not as good as others, but he is still a little upset that he always uses him as a servant.

Sean took a sip of coffee and frowned, "Why milk and sugar? Redo, I don't like this flavor. I want plain black coffee! I can't remember how many times I said! Your dementia Yet?!"

James was almost crying, he went out and made another cup of plain black coffee and put it in front of Sean.

Sean took another sip before drinking it with satisfaction.

Putting down the coffee cup, Sean was still leaning his feet, resting on the desk, he proudly asked James: "Have you seen this video? Any ideas?"

James glanced and saw a video of a white man saving a person from Fifth Avenue. He squeezed his hands cramped and said, "I ... I think this man is brave, very powerful, and kind. He Saved that little girl, didn't he? "

"That's it?" Sean looked at James obliquely with a pair of jewel-like blue eyes up and down. "Well, no wonder you are an old man or a deputy. In your eyes, you are promoted as a deputy. You You should go and bring tea to the cleaning staff! You should not be an agent of cia! "

humiliation! The cliff is a shame!

James trembled with anger, glaring at Sean, clenching his hands into fists, but motionless, dare not treat Sean at all.

Although Sean hasn't worked with James for a long time, he has long understood the character of this taciturn old man.

It's a boring man who can't make a fart with three sticks!

Sean sneered, shaking her head and saying, "Are you angry? Are you not convinced? I will convince you!"

Sean said, and reopened the video for James to see. "You look at his skill, stand with one hand across the front of the car cover, hug the little girl and roll flat on the ground, shrinking himself under the car chassis. . Don't you feel familiar with this kind of judgment, this kind of angle, this kind of action? "

"... Familiar? I only think he runs faster and has better luck, like Mr. Sean." James couldn't help but laugh at Sean ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Sean smiled "ha" With a sound, "James, are you laughing at me? What qualifications do you have to laugh at me! I'm right, you're vice, because I can see what you can't see!" Then, he pointed to the computer screen, "You Look, this one-handed man jumping and rolling on the ground to avoid the passing vehicle is a standard military action! "

"Military ?!" James raised his head sharply. "What soldier? I don't remember our soldiers doing this!"

James was a US veteran before joining cia.

Sean laughed and slapped the table, "Of course not our soldiers, but-soldiers of the Huaxia Empire! And it is the standard action of their special forces!"

James' heart jumped suddenly, he looked at Sean in surprise, and became respectful without knowing it, "Do you know that ?!"

"Of course, since I took over the CIA's Asian Intelligence Department, my main research object is the mysterious major general Huo Shaoheng of the Huaxia Empire. I have collected all the news and video recordings since he joined the army. Would you like to see him studying in Israel then? Training clip of Mossad founder? "

"You can get it too? You are really amazing." James looked at Sean admirably. "You said yes, I obey you unconditionally."

Sean laughed louder.

He finally conquered the old oiler James, the deputy director of CIA ’s Asian Intelligence Department. As long as his spine was interrupted, the entire Asian Intelligence Department in cia would bow his ears to him.

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