The admiral in the Marvel world

Los Angeles, Montecito.

Brian hurriedly knocked on the door of his ex-wife Lenore and her husband's home.

"Kim's been caught."

"What?" Lenore was confused, she didn't understand what Brian said.

"Brian, what are you doing here at this time?" Lenore asked in surprise.

"Stuart, tell me, have you made any enemies recently? Are there any enemies abroad?"

Brian ignored her and directly asked Lenore's husband. Then, he mercilessly exposed Stewart's gray industry.

"As far as the people I know, no."

Stewart replied that he was not as stupid as Lenore. The murderous aura exuding from Brian made him feel chilled. He had no doubt that this man would break his neck.

Brian turned around and hurried upstairs: "That room belongs to Ken?"

"Brian, answer me, what happened to Ken?" Lenore was still asking.

"She was kidnapped in Paris!" Brian gritted his teeth and replied coldly.

"Oh, my God! How could..."

Renault's body softened and he almost fell over. His eyes suddenly turned red and tears fell one drop at a time.

Brian ignored her and went straight into Kem's room to search. He wanted to see if Kem had any shady boyfriend.

However, after searching through it, no content related to men was found in Kem's diary and various ornaments. It can be basically concluded that the problem is not Kem's fault.

"Leno, who gave Kem that braided bracelet?" Brian thought of what he found on the phone before.

"My classmate gave it to me, I don't remember who it was..." Renault burst into tears and couldn't remember at all.

"It's a man and a woman. The man is Chinese and his name is Cao. The woman is white and her name is Gwen." On the side, Stewart replied that these two people came with Harry Osborn and he was deeply impressed.

Brian nodded when he heard this, and immediately said: "I remember you have an agreement with an airline. Now help me prepare a plane to Paris. The sooner the better."

Stewart was stunned for a moment, then agreed and quickly went out to make a phone call.

As for Lenore, all she could do was cry.

At this time, the phone rang, and it was a friend of theirs. After a conversation, Brian and Lenore learned the whole story, and also learned about Kem's possible tragic experience.

"Oh, my daughter, my child..." Renault was in pain.

"Sam, help me check two more people." Brian's face was heavy with water: "Two high school students, one is Chinese named Cao, and the other is a girl named Gwen."

After a while, there was a reply from the other end of the phone:

"The man is an FBI official, a member of the family. He has an adoptive father who works in the FBI. The woman is a member of the NYPD. She is a protective family member. Her father is a director of the NYPD. They are both classmates with Ken."

"From my analysis, the woman has nothing to do with this matter. She is currently on vacation in Hawaii."

"But that's not necessarily true for the man. He went to Paris and took the same flight as Kem."

The other end of the phone said that as an intelligence analyst, he could tell the danger level of these two people at a glance.

Brian's face instantly darkened. If it was really him, no matter who was behind him, he would make him pay the price!

Brian left in a hurry and boarded the plane to Paris, without even looking at his ex-wife the whole time.

…

Paris

There was a black SUV parked far in front of Kem and Amanda's apartment. Cao Gui was sitting in the driver's seat, quietly looking at the door of the apartment in the distance.

There was no other way, so Brian lost the GPS locator he left on Kenm, so he had no choice but to go in person and track it with humans.

Not long after, four strong Slavic men carried two unconscious girls into a van, and the vehicle turned around and sped away.

Cao Gui silently started the car and followed it quietly. Speeding all the way, the van arrived in the 2nd arrondissement of Paris.

Paris, the so-called romantic city, is a city that has been famous for centuries and is a famous international metropolis. Even Shanghai in China is called the "Paris of the East".

This shows its influence in the world.

But... the people in Shanghai refused. The people in Shanghai are determined not to stand with Paris. My warehouse has lasted longer than your entire country. Where did you get the honor to be on par with me?

Moreover, we don’t have a unique place like the 2nd arrondissement of Paris.

The 2nd arrondissement of Paris is indeed a unique place, and its characteristics are... unique!

As soon as night comes, the streets are filled with all kinds of blondes wandering around and talking to hundreds of millions of customers. Unfortunately, it is during the day, not at night, so we can't see the characteristic scenes of Western developed countries.

Northeast of District 2, the van drove into a street called Paradise Street and finally stopped in front of House No. 10. Kenm and Amanda were forced in.

At the intersection of the street, Cao Gui's eyes were cold. There were two types of people he hated most in the world, one was human traffickers and the other was drug dealers.

Cao Gui took out a white mask, put on a sweatshirt, and was about to drive forward when a convertible suddenly passed by. In the car were a young woman and a Gallic man wearing a yellow coat.

Cao Gui was stunned and did not continue, but observed.

Over there, the convertible slowly stopped in front of 10 Paradise Street. The woman in the car was stunned: "Why are you parked here?"

"This is the venue for the carnival party." The man in yellow said with a smile.

The woman asked in confusion: "Isn't it night, Peter?"

"Haha, you can do it now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red door of House No. 10 opened, and two burly men rushed out, put a black hood on the girl, and dragged her directly into the house.

After a while, another person walked out and threw a small wad of money to the man in yellow.

"Remember to return the rental car." After that, the man returned to the house.

"Don't worry, I'll pay it back now."

The man in yellow patted the small wad of money, said with satisfaction, then turned around and left.

The vehicle was moving slowly, but when it reached the intersection, the black SUV suddenly opened the door and jumped out. In his hand, he actually held a crossbow!

Boom!

The crossbow bowed and the steel crossbow arrow was fired, instantly piercing the windshield and then hitting the left shoulder of the man in yellow.

Cao Gui frowned and shot wrong!

He is not good at using crossbows, and it is difficult to aim at moving targets.

"ah--!"

Cao Gui jumped onto his car, raised his hands to grab his neck, and stifled his screams.

"Tell me, how many people are there?" Cao Gui asked sharply.

"I...I don't know..." the man in yellow said painfully.

Cao Gui's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly pulled out the arrow inserted into his flesh. With a "pop" sound, two small pieces of flesh were torn out by the barb on the crossbow arrow.

"Ah...uh..."

Cao Gui grabbed his neck again: "Answer my question!"

"I don't know, I really don't know..." The man in yellow had tears in his eyes: "I am just a follower, and I am not qualified to go in."

Cao Gui frowned, he didn't expect this man to be so useless.

"Parisian?"

"Yes, a native of Paris..." the man in yellow shouted:

"Please let me go. I will definitely leave Paris and never do this kind of thing again."

Cao Gui shook his head slightly, he turned out to be an old Parisian from the Zhengbai Banner:

"No wonder they surrendered so quickly."

He raised his hand and plunged down suddenly. The stainless steel crossbow arrow in Cao Gui's hand penetrated his Tianling Cap. The man in yellow tilted his head and died directly, ending his sinful life.

Shaking away the blood on his hand, Cao Gui frowned slightly. He originally wanted to get some information to facilitate his actions, but it seemed that he had no choice but to attack forcefully.

…

10 rue Paradis, 2nd arrondissement, Paris.

Two Slavs, one thin and one tall, sat boredly in the small open space behind the door, playing with some small mahjong on the table.

The new goods have arrived, but there is no share for them. They can only wait for others to finish drinking the soup and then go pick up the worn shoes themselves. Who knows that the two of them have just joined.

"Did you hear that? They started again." The thin man said depressedly, "When will it be our turn."

"You've only been here a month, why are you so anxious?" the burly man said.

"Are you not in a hurry?"

"Urgent, but what can I do?" the burly man said helplessly. They were in such a miserable state.

"I...huh?" The thin man was about to speak, but he seemed to catch a different light in the corner of his eyes.

Turning around, a man wearing casual clothes and a white mask came in.

"Hey, damn, you are..."

Puff!

There were two muffled sounds, and the thin man threw his head back and fell, with two bloody holes appearing on his forehead that was beginning to go balding.

"Puff" was heard twice more. Cao Gui turned his gun and killed the burly man with a headshot before he could react.

For subsonic bullets, Cao Gui installed a silencer on the HK P30.

Cao Gui nodded silently. He had to say that Heikeng Company's products were indeed much easier to use than other pistols. Cao Gui had used Mao Xiong's Tokarev pistol and Italy's Beretta pistol.

But in terms of usability, the HK P30 from Germany is the best, well... maybe it's because this is Paris.

Cao Gui walked up slowly, preparing to quietly deal with these Albanians.

However, the next second, several girls' screams and men's laughter came from the room.

Cao Gui's expression changed. He could no longer carry out the silent assassination and had to draw their attention away from those girls.

Cao Gui looked around and found three men sitting in a room, playing cards with toothpicks in their mouths.

He raised his hand and threw a shock bomb into the room.

Banglanglang~

"Huh? What..." The three people in the room were stunned and looked at the shock bomb.

They were originally just farmers and had no professional training at all. They knew nothing except how to use pistols. When they saw something coming in, their reaction was not to avoid it, but to check it.

boom!

A strong sonic boom exploded in their ears, instantly incapacitating them.

"Bang bang bang" was heard three times in a row, and the bullets were shot out, killing the three people instantly. The HK P30 in Cao Gui's hand was replaced by a Beretta 92F.

Now that the idea of ​​silent assassination has been abandoned, there is no need to use expensive subsonic bullets.

"Damn it! There's an invasion!"

"Quickly, get your gun and kill him!"

"Stop playing around, get up quickly, there are enemies!"

"..."

As gunshots and explosions rang out, the Albanians in the building screamed and drew their guns in preparation for battle.

However, these people were just farmers a few months ago. Their skills were farming and raising families, and they had not received any professional training at all.

Crowds of swarms crowded into the narrow corridor, desperately trying to run out. The past few months of living at the peak of their lives had made them swollen and lost themselves, thinking that they were invincible.

However……

There was another clanging sound of rolling iron cans, and an oval grenade rolled to their feet, and then...

boom!

Broken limbs were scattered everywhere, flesh and blood flew everywhere, the traffickers were completely dead, and the strong smell of blood and gunpowder smoke began to fill the air.

Cao Gui stepped forward, rushed into the room, and committed all his crimes without mercy.