Dragoon fighter

This is the United States, the most powerful country in the world, a world that maintains freedom and justice** (In fact, it is easy to understand the meaning of the Statue of Liberty’s handwriting and torch: If you dare to disobey the rules and regulations in my hand, I will burn you house).

CIA agent Ariel Mitchell didn't care at all when he saw Lin Mo's darkened face. There was a faint and confident smile on his face under the sunglasses.

There is no airtight wall in the world, and there is no paper that can contain fire. Americans have long understood Lin Mo's dual identity as both an aviation expert and a top pilot. This overlapping identity is not surprising at all. America's energy air combat John Boyd, the father of technology, has the same identity.

With several news that caused sensation and attention from all parties, Lin Mo's identity has been filed with the US government.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, he must have a handy weapon in his hand to be a threat. Otherwise, he is only slightly more powerful than civilians. Americans who advocate the supremacy of equipment think that Lin Mo is just a warrior after all. He is an ace pilot. Even if his strength is comparable to a higher level, he can only be a threat when he is in the sky.

If you are on the ground, instead of guarding and defending as if facing a powerful enemy, it is better to send more manpower to keep an eye on those dangerous elements that are more threatening.

Unless Lin Lie and his fighter jets appear in U.S. airspace, the CIA will only pay appropriate attention at best, and even the Pentagon has no interest in keeping an eye on him.

"Brother, what is he talking about?"

Yang Shanshan looked curiously at the white man wearing black glasses and Lin Mo, who looked confused.

As expected, this half-baked English proficiency is not enough to talk about, and I can’t understand it at all.

Lin Mo turned to look at his sister and said, "It's okay, he's the driver who came to pick us up!"

Agents are all so haunted, and Dragon Knight knows this very well. Now this is the territory of the Americans. If it were changed to China, Lin Mo would definitely beat them up without mercy.

Lin Mo's face was just ugly, but he didn't have any intention of taking action.

Well, CIA won!

No wonder Yao Li Mitchell stood in front of this murderer so confidently, showing no fear at all.

"driver?"

Yang Shanshan couldn't help but widen her eyes. She didn't expect that Lin Mo had already made arrangements. Someone would pick her up as soon as she arrived in Washington. Why didn't she tell her on the way?

"Hello! Ms. Shanshan! I'm here to pick you up!"

Fortunately, when Charlie Mitchell didn't speak, Lin Mo's face turned darker. This girl spoke fluent standard Chinese, and it was impossible to tell whether he was an American or a Chinese.

This guy had a sudden idea and relied on Lin Mo.

"Ah! I can also speak Chinese! Brother, your arrangement is so perfect, haha, I don't have to worry about language barriers anymore."

Yang Shanshan was overjoyed when she heard that the other party could still speak Chinese. The language barrier was originally her biggest headache. She didn't expect to meet an American who could speak Chinese when she first arrived in the United States. What a blessing.

Having never been exposed to the dark side of the world, she never imagined that the person standing in front of her was actually a 007-like figure in a blockbuster movie, otherwise her jaw would have dropped.

It is almost a compulsory course for a professional agent to master two to three foreign languages. Let alone an American who can speak Chinese, it is not unusual to find a Chinese with a CIA license.

This silly girl really troubles the dragon knight. CIA agents are not the security guards at the gate of their own community. They are fully capable of making an ordinary ordinary person disappear at any time.

Who is Yang Shanshan? With the CIA's intelligence capabilities, I'm afraid they have already investigated clearly. They will not embarrass these civilians at all. Firstly, it is not worth it. Secondly, it is meaningless.

"Yes! Driver!"

Lin Mo stared hard at this shameless CIA agent and said with a threatening tone: "Where is your car? Come quickly and pick up your luggage."

Now that it's delivered to my door, it's just a good time to do some hard work.

"Haha, no problem, Mr. Morin! My colleagues Roparm Stark and Uda Gates asked me to say hello to you on their behalf!"

Charlie Mitchell still bowed calmly, as if he was really the person Lin Mo arranged to pick him up at the Washington Airport.

Yang Shanshan was an unrelated civilian, and she could tell on the spot that her English was not good. Naturally, the CIA agent continued to talk to Lin Mo in English.

"Roppam Stark? Uda Gates? Who are they?"

Lin Mo had long forgotten the accompanying agents who were attacked on the way from Las Vegas to Los Angeles the last time he came to the United States.

Like the other person, he had a tacit understanding to speak in English together, and there were some things that were not suitable for Yang Shanshan next to him to know.

Yang Shanshan, who had not been surprised for a long time, blushed again. Why did these two guys just talk to themselves and not take care of the girls next to them.

"Haha, the agents who accompanied you to Los Angeles in Las Vegas, if you hadn't called for rescue in time, the two of them would have gone to see God. Their families are very grateful to you. If you have time, Roparm Stark and Uda Gates would like to invite you to their home."

The sincerity on Yao Li Mitchell's face was not fake at all, as if he was really conveying a sincere invitation of goodwill.

Americans attach great importance to everyone's life, especially their own. They even believe that surrendering when they are outnumbered is a heroic act. Even if they belong to violent departments, the government has granted every policeman a very high self-esteem. Protective authority, including shooting suspects on the spot to ensure their own safety.

If this rule were implemented in China, I am afraid that the number of civilians killed accidentally due to police investigation would increase by at least one million times every year. The old American policemen would really dare to pull out their guns and kill people if they disagree with each other for three sentences. This is not like the Chinese people at all. **I can still talk nonsense to you.

Lin Mo saved two CIA agents. Regardless of whether the CIA agency accepted the favor or not, at least the CIA employees definitely accepted the favor.

"See if you have time!"

Lin Mo's face looked slightly better, at least the other party was not looking for trouble.

"Thank you! You can call Charlie!" Yao Li Mitchell nodded with a smile on his face. While leading Lin Mo and Yang Shanshan through the customs, he pressed the communication headset in his ear and said a few words.

Yang Shanshan glanced at Charlie Mitchell hurriedly. Is this a professional pick-up company? The service is so professional!

After a while, they came to the exit of the airport hall. A black commercial vehicle with a government license plate was parked there. It seemed that the CIA sent not only Yao Li Mitchell alone, but also a partner.

"Please get in, beautiful lady!"

Charlie Mitchell opened the car door for Yang Shanshan, then turned around and introduced Lin Mo to his partner and driver, a muscular man with a shaved head and a fierce look on his face.

"This is my partner, Evan Carter. Although he looks fierce, he is actually a very kind-hearted and good man. We all call him 'Black Dragon!' Hi! Man, this is our guest, Mr. Morin. He The name really suits our Western tastes."

"Hello!"

"Black Dragon" Ivan, who is not black at all, Carter grinned at Lin Mo, showed a simple and honest smile, and said hello in a deep voice. There was a silvery steel tooth between the snow-white teeth, and on his neck With a silver necklace that was comparable to a dog leash, a sweat vest, and muscles all over his body, he was probably even kinder than the gangsters on the streets.

Partnering with Charlie Mitchell, who was wearing a standard suit and leather shoes and wearing ultra-black clothes, the contrast was so great that even Yang Shanshan was startled and hid in the back seat of the business car warily.

"Hello!"

Lin Mo didn't show the slightest surprise. He had long been used to seeing all kinds of muscular men and was already suffering from visual fatigue.

The airport staff following them didn't take the US dollar bills Lin Mo gave them in vain. They parked the battery car beside the commercial vehicle and took the initiative to take care of all the transportation work.

Perhaps I have worked as an air cargo packer before, and I stacked the carriages stably and securely professionally and skillfully, without wasting an inch of space or even making the passengers in the seats feel crowded.

"Hi, okay! Thank you sir!"

After finishing the work, the airport staff happily pressed the extra money in their pockets and bowed to Lin Mo.

The CIA and the like have nothing to do with ordinary people. The American people are not afraid of these government spy agencies at all.

"Shanshan, go to your school first!"

After Lin Mo followed Charlie into the car, he turned to his sister sitting in the back seat and said.

"Well, thank you, brother!" Yang Shanshan said sweetly, and quickly took out a note from her bag and handed it over.

"Please come to this place first, I want to send her to school!"

Lin Mo didn't reveal his relationship with Yang Shanshan and passed the note to Mr. Agent. They were local snakes here and were easier to use than taxi drivers.

"Okay, Mr. Morin!"

The mission of Charlie Mitchell and Evan Carter is only to monitor Lin Mo's actions after entering the country, and will not prevent him from traveling freely. As for whether to follow openly or covertly, it is up to them to adapt accordingly. As long as they report the monitoring situation to their superiors at any time That’s it.

"Black Dragon" Evan Carter took the note handed over by his partner, glanced at it, and said: "No problem, I have a cousin who studies there, and I am very familiar with it!"

As Lin Mo expected, the local snake was indeed useful.

Evan Carter was about to drive when he suddenly heard Lin Mo say: "Wait a minute!"

What's wrong? Charlie looked at Lin Mo doubtfully and was about to ask, when Lin Mo continued: "Is that car behind you one of yours?"

Evan Carter glanced back in the rearview mirror and said nonchalantly: "They are not our people, nor are they employees of the government, they are people from Boeing!" Obviously he already knew that if he was unknowingly caught by other people, The forces are watching, and Via's moral integrity has long since fallen to pieces.

"Someone from Boeing?"

Lin Mo frowned. He went online to the United States, and why all the monsters and monsters appeared. He opened the business car door and jumped out. "Wait for me, I'll be right back!" Before he finished speaking, he walked towards the back of the car.