Battlefield Contractor

Long Zhengwu and Lin Rui swaggered out of the Matthews Club. Long Zheng Noon was in a good mood and didn't forget to tease Jeff before he left. Today is a very pleasant day for them.

But he soon felt that he might be wrong.

When several black cars came oncoming in a row, Long Zhengwu and Lin Rui knew that the trouble was still coming.

Two of the three vehicles, under a very good control, suddenly stopped on either side of them. And the third car suddenly turned sideways, the tires made a sad sound of friction, and suddenly changed to the side on their road. The three cars were arranged like a fret, like a huge pliers, hard. The birth ground clamped them in the middle.

Long Zhengwu looked disapproving, he didn't even reach out to take the cigar in his mouth. Turned his head and smiled at Lin Rui, "Relax, it's just a small scene. Some people always like to engage in tricks that catch people first, but it doesn't work for me."

Lin Reebok knew who was sitting in these cars. But if he knew that Long Zhengwu was not nervous, then he didn't need to be nervous. Therefore, his face didn't even look nervous at all. He even joked, "has the international rubber price fallen recently? They drive like this, as if they don't know the tires will wear out."

The doors of several cars suddenly opened, and ten of them were wearing the same dark suits. It was like a big man made from the same mold, suddenly surrounded them. These people are in black suits, black sunglasses, and they have communication headsets on their ears. The corners of everyone's mouth are tightly pressed, and everyone's right hand is like Napoleon, inserted in the left side of his shirt.

Looking at their outfits, Lin Rui understood roughly what they were holding in their hands?

Long Zhengwu was laughing. The fat man's eyes were full of smiles. Looking at these ten big men in suits who could blow their heads off at any time, he actually seemed to be watching a joke. He said to Lin Rui, "Guess what model they took out?"

"I don't know, they look like American government officials, maybe?" Lin Rui frowned. <>

"Only the Joint Commission will use that kind of stuff." Long Zhengwu shook his head and said, "You underestimate them. I can bet with you for a dollar. This guy uses P229."

Lin Rui shrugged, "Is there a difference?"

"Of course there is a difference. It is not qualified to deal with people like us in small roles such as police officers. But with P229, the background is a bit big, and most of them are from the military background." Long Zhengwu shrugged his shoulders. Said, "And you have to judge their identity from their habitual actions."

"I understand. The location of their guns exposed their identities." Lin Rui nodded.

"Smart, most police pistols are not very big, so law enforcement officers will habitually wear them on their back waist. But military pistols are relatively large in size, and they can be a bit heavy when hung behind their buttocks." Long Zhengwu shrugged. , "A holster under the ribs is the best choice."

The two talked eloquently, seemingly not paying attention to these big guys.

"Are you Mr. Long?" One of the **** men with a height of 1.9 meters asked in a very polite voice: "You are Mr. Long Zhengwu, the chairman of the Black Island Military Company?"

Long Zhengwu nodded and smiled.

"Do you know who we are?" The **** man stared at him.

Long Zhengwu actually nodded and smiled.

"This morning, a gentleman heard that you are coming." The black man with a furious face said to Long Zhengwu: "He wants to invite you to Arlington for a talk."

"What if I don't go?" Long Zhengwu shrugged.

"I'm afraid I can't help you." The **** man took a step closer and took out the pistol from his clothes.

Lin Rui couldn't help laughing, "Well, boss, you won again. <> It really is the P229 produced by SIG. I would like to bet." He took a coin from his pocket and tossed it to Long Zhengwu.

While the coin was still in the air, Lin Rui kicked and kicked heavily on the calf bones of the **** man, followed up with his hand, and pulled off the opposing pistol with extremely flexible movements. And magazines.

Just before the black man had recovered from the pain, Lin Rui had already stretched out his hand, and dropped a handful of bullets from the pistol magazine from his hand to the ground.

The faces of the people in black around him changed suddenly, and they immediately took out their guns and pointed them all at them.

"Don't, don't shoot." The black ninja shouted in pain. "Don't move, go back, this is an order."

Long Zhengwu's frowned brows slowly opened, and he shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, our young man has a bad temper, especially for the person who pointed the gun at him."

"Well, I really have a bad temper. But I assure you that I have restrained myself. In fact, I can't be blamed. Just now your shot caused me to lose a dollar. Losers have to find opportunities to vent their emotions. "Lin Rui opened his hand helplessly.

While spreading his hands, he threw something to Long Zhengwu. That was the document he took from the black man just now.

Long Zhengwu looked down and said with a smile, "That's great, Kobayashi. It seems that we are enjoying extra-standard treatment today. The US Secret Service has been dispatched. Is there any mistake? Is it because Mr. President wants to see me?"

The **** man said solemnly, "I can't say, but please follow us."

"Please? You mean you don't use force. This is a very friendly invitation?" Long Zhengwu smiled slightly.

The **** man took a deep breath and said, "We promise that we will never use force. This is a very friendly invitation."

"Yes, I like invitations." Long Noon nodded, handed half of the cigar in his hand to the black man, then walked to the door of the car calmly and got into the car. <>"Lin Rui, come here and sit with me."

Lin Rui also smiled, walked over, and put the empty magazine in the black man's hand. "I almost forgot. Give this back to you. You must take it well in the future." He actually smiled ridiculously at the black man.

The black man was holding his pistol magazine in one hand and half a cigar in the other, and stood there for a long time in a daze. Finally sighed helplessly, turned around and pressed the earphones and said, "The target person has already received it, and all units should pay attention to it. This target is not an ordinary person, they are very dangerous."

"Hey, if you call me the target again, I'll just kick your ass." The voice from the headset made the black man stunned. When he turned around, he found Long Zhengwu sitting in the car, holding it in his hand. He was looking at him solemnly while holding the on-board communicator in the car.

The black man of the US Secret Service was a big head. He had never seen such a difficult character before and could only turn around without saying a word.

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