The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

"Who is that kid? How have you never seen it? We've been here for half an hour, and he's been sitting here for half an hour! A

man in casual clothes in the driver's seat turned to look at the co-pilot.

The man in the suit on the co-pilot touched his chin and said, "I don't know." It looks like the age should not be twenty years old, right? Is he stepping on points like us?

"It's not very likely, Rafi, our plans are hidden, and unless someone inside us betrays us, it is impossible to leak the secret."

"That's an ordinary person, Pascale, you don't have to care."

The driver, Pascale, turned to look at him and said, "Then wait first?" If this guy has the same goal as us, let's solve him first. Lance

had no idea that he was being targeted, and was still immersed in the pleasure of admiring beautiful women.

Looking at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, and I didn't know what Mills was doing, and I hadn't come out after so long.

Brian couldn't have had an accident, right? Lance thought to himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sky was already dripping and began to rain, and the rain crackled and fell, splashing on the window glass.

After a while, the rain became heavier, and the trees on the side of the road began to become hazy.

Pedestrians on the streets began to avoid the rainstorm and ran towards the distance, fearing that they would suffer if they were one step late.

The rain was getting heavier, and Lance sat in the car and looked at the time on his phone again, it was almost half past nine, and he didn't know what happened to Mills.

He was a little worried, wouldn't really want to help him collect the body?

However, just as he was thinking about whether to storm the hotel, Brian's voice came through the headset: "Lance... Keep up with that car coming out of the side door! His voice sounded anxious.

As soon as the words fell, a black Mercedes passed in front of him, followed by a car of the same type, presumably Brian inside.

Lance, who sensed that he was in an urgent situation, did not ask more, but obediently did as he said, stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly rushed into the night.

The pouring rain crackled down and fell on the window, splashing a little crystalline, Lance was not as convenient as running in the rain, but running and chasing cars on foot at night did not seem to be too good.

The car sped in the dark, the wheels rubbing against the muddy road with a screeching sound, pulling out long marks in the rain and fog.

After ten minutes of chasing, Brian finally slowed down and stopped on the side of the road to watch several people get on the cruise ship.

"What to do? I'll chase you first, and then find a way to come over yourself? Lance, who also got out of the car, came to him with an umbrella and saw several men in black standing on the deck of the cruise ship, two of whom were walking towards the yacht with a woman who could not see clearly.

"Get in the car first!" Lance, who had just started the car, looked at him and asked, "So what are you going to do?" Swim over?

"Nope!" Brian shook his head, stretched out his finger to a bridge in front of him and said, "See that bridge in front?" We jumped from there.

"Isn't it, uncle? Playing so exciting? Are you sure you want to go down from there?

"I'm sure, drive fast!" Brian urged.

Lance saw his firm eyes and said nothing more, directly stepped on the accelerator, and quickly rushed forward.

The car is driving fast, the wipers are running hard, such a heavy rain, if it is an ordinary person, it is not clear to see the outside scenery, but Lance's eyes are good.

Soon, Lance, who was tracking the cruise ship all the way, came to the bridge, got out of the car with an umbrella, and looked at the cruise ship that would immediately arrive under the bridge.

The lights outside the cabin shone through, and it was clear that several security guards were patrolling the cruise ship in raincoats.

Brian stood by the railing and glanced at the rushing Seine under the bridge, his face gloomy.

"Uncle, do you want me to carry you down? It's not good for the old man to slip and twist his waist later. Lance said with a teasing smile.

Hearing this, Brian's already gloomy face darkened, turned his head and glared at him fiercely, but did not refuse, a person in his fifties, why should he be angry with an eighteen-year-old child?

Lance still came to Bryan's back with an umbrella and grabbed his shoulder to find an opportunity to jump.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Lance grabbed him and landed firmly on the deck, and looked at the umbrella in his left hand with satisfaction, this quality is not bad! I thought it would rain.

At the moment they landed, the surrounding security personnel had noticed them and immediately rushed over to try to take down the two of them.

The unhurried Lance kicked his legs and kicked the nearest unlucky bastard directly into the Seine, holding the umbrella towards the next target.

Not to be outdone, Brian drenched himself in the downpour and fought back and forth with the bodyguards.

The left hand blocked the opponent's fist, and the right hand clenched the fist against his throat, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The others on the cruise ship were not stupid, and after seeing these two people, they took out their pistols and prepared to shoot.

However, Lance had long expected this to happen, and suddenly accelerated, the afterimage was still under the rain curtain, and the person had already arrived next to a bearded bodyguard.

"Hello, good evening." Laughing and grabbing his arm and squeezing hard, the bones shattered, and the screaming beard could no longer hold the gun, Lance saw the opportunity to tiptoe and kick the gun near Brian.

Worthy of being a veteran agent, after steadily taking the gun, a lazy donkey rolled to another bodyguard, pulled the trigger on his head, and instantly made him lie in a pool of blood, and the brain plasma flowed to the ground, but disappeared in an instant under the heavy rain.

A young man who opened a plug-in, and a retired agent with combat experience.

Among these bodyguards, as if entering and leaving no man's land, all the bodyguards on the deck were quickly solved, either dead or injured.

The sound of the downpour muffled the gunfire and screams, and the people in the cabin could not hear the outside or see what was happening outside.

"Go!" Brian picked up a pistol again, loaded it with ammunition, and gestured at Lance.

"Okay." Lance nodded and followed his steps off the deck, heading two ways towards the interior of the cabin.

After putting away the umbrella, Lance was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

Worthy of a luxury cruise ship, the interior of the cabin is very ornate, extremely luxurious, Lance even fantasized about making a lot of money to buy a private cruise, enjoy a romantic birthday party, and then find two beautiful women for a fierce poker battle.

It's exciting to think about.