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The work was too busy and tiring. Sean was busy all night and really had no time to go home.

Sean left the hotel only when the sun was hitting three poles the next day.

When he left, Sean was already considering buying the rights to Catwoman from DC.

This little wild cat is so wild and fun!

It's worth playing slowly and for a long time.

As for the supporting actress this time, of course it has to be her.

Sean didn't call the eunuch Norris again. If he didn't say anything, he would be acquiescing.

To be honest, Sean is a little afraid of Norris. With such a person by his side, Sean feels that he, a serious person, is slowly being led astray!

"It's all Norris's fault!" When he returned to the villa and saw Diane Lane pouting, Sean's mouth twitched and he still felt a little guilty.

Diane Lane, what a good girl. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that this guy Norris was doing a lot of harm to people. "It's this damn Norris guy who insists on dragging me to tell people the script."

"I've been talking all night and I'm exhausted!"

"Huh." Diane Lane curled her lips, walked to Sean, bent down, and sniffed everywhere with her little nose, and she was immediately smelled by the smell of a strange woman.

"Norris!" Diane Lane grinded her teeth, damn it, leaned against Sean and cursed in a low voice for a while!

"That guy is not a good guy. I'll shoot him when I get the chance later!" Sean nodded in agreement.

Norris:???

Diane Lane opened her mouth, she didn't believe it.

However, Diane didn't feel very angry. At least, although Sean went out to find another Bichi, he didn't bring him back, right?

I even knew how to cover it up when I came back. Although it was useless, at least it took care of her feelings.

Diane knew very well that Sean's status could not always revolve around her.

In order to express his apology, Sean took Diane Lane shopping in the afternoon, spent a lot of money, and filled up the car.

Diane Lane changed several outfits during the night...

Early the next morning, Sean received a call from Sikorsky that the Black Hawk helicopter had arrived. He immediately bought a ticket and took Diane Lane directly to Newark.

Accompanying us are the three brothers from the Aijia family, the royal editors!

"Heist" is over, but "Heist in New York" is coming again, and Sean will not let Bruce Willis idle.

Taking advantage of the recent limelight, Sean is thinking about writing the script for "Die Hard" and making Bruce Willis famous as soon as possible.

The director also hired John, and Sean felt that this guy was very talented and worth cultivating.

Back at the base, a helicopter landing pad was designed long ago.

Diane Lane followed Sean, and the three Ai family brothers were surrounded by a group of American soldiers. After waiting for a short time, they heard the sound of the helicopter propeller.

Looking up in the direction of the sound, I saw two black spots on the horizon that were enlarging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The distance was getting closer and closer. One of the black fuselages was hanging with all weapons. Looking at the rocket launchers and missiles, a group of American soldiers howled.

"Damn, come on!" Sean couldn't help but clenched his fists.

He really wanted to go up and fly the plane himself, and then personally find a group of people to cover it with a wave of firepower.

Blow up a few tanks, forts, etc. and have a great time!

The plane circled around, confirmed the news with the ground, and landed slowly on the tarmac.

When the plane stopped and the cabin door opened, Sean couldn't wait to step up immediately. He wanted to touch the warhead of the Hellfire missile with his own hands.

"I miss Akomo!" Bill patted the missile hanger, took a deep breath, and said with regret: "I died too early!"

"Why the hell do you still want to fly a helicopter and shoot him!" Sean said angrily.

"Don't you want to?" Bill turned around and said with a smile.

"I think!" Sean said, and a group of people laughed loudly.

"What a pity, this thing probably won't have a chance to be used in China." After a while, Sean sighed and said: "If a few rounds of this thing were released in the city, the FBI would probably kill them immediately.

I'll take it away."

"Oh, boss, you are thinking too much. I can guarantee that people from the FBI will come to find you tomorrow." Bill shook his head and said, "We are only allowed to use light weapons in the city. This big guy is not considered a light weapon now.

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Sean was slapping his mouth, and suddenly turned around and asked: "How is the matter in Colombia?"

"Aren't Thor and Lamb busy with this? I don't know."

Sean nodded and went back to find someone to ask.

After Sean and his group had seen enough of the two Black Hawk helicopters, the manager of Sikorsky smiled and walked up to shake Sean's hand, "Mr. Sean, do you still need to check it?"

"No, I trust you, Sikorsky Company." Sean smiled and reached out to take the document handed over by the other party and signed his name to complete the handover.

After arranging for someone to take them away from the base, Sean waved his hand, and the six pilots separated from the crowd and walked over.

When Sean recruited people last time, he specially recruited six helicopter pilots from the army just to prepare for now.

Armed helicopters are not ordinary aircraft. Anyone with certain experience can fly them. Armed helicopters are meant to travel across the battlefield!

Surveillance, inspection, support, bombing, or being aware of possible local attacks at any time, this requires strong psychological quality and long-term training.

Fortunately, Sean was able to pick them up off the shelf. These six people were originally flying Black Hawks in the military.

Sitting on his own plane, he flew a large circle around Newark, and Sean even specially sent a helicopter loaded with a full set of external weapons to fly over the head of the police station.

Wells ran out of the police station in a hurry, not because he was afraid of being bombed, but mainly because of the hellfire and rocket launchers, which was unavoidably frightening to watch.

It wasn't until his subordinate came over with a mobile phone and told him it was Sean's call that Wells breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he became angry, picked up the phone and started to curse.

Sean laughed heartily and let the helicopter hover above the police station. Sean grabbed the cable and descended quickly.

Seeing Sean's coquettish look, Wells really wanted to punch him.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." Sean put his arm around Wells' shoulders and said with a smile, "You should be happy. If you encounter something in the future, you can call me for support."

"After all, we are also auxiliary police. We have responsibilities and obligations to assist the police in arresting criminals."

"Once the hellfire has passed, even the toughest criminals will be reduced to pieces."

Wells looked at Sean with a strange expression. I am such a dignified police officer, but I want to apply for fire support from the auxiliary police?

The most important thing is that the firepower of the police is really far inferior to that of the auxiliary police...

That’s outrageous!

"If there is a gangster, it will only be you!" Wells cursed with a dark face.

Huh?

Has it been discovered?