The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

After more than ten minutes, the man in sunglasses pressed his hat down, covering his face, and got up to leave the coffee shop, while Lance hung far behind.

He has Tom's sense of smell, so he is not worried that he will lose it.

The man in sunglasses got into a car within a few minutes, and Lance, who saw that there was no one around, jumped directly onto the roof and slowly kept a certain distance.

Looking at the time, he drove for more than thirty minutes, and the destination at this time was a factory, and after jumping off the roof, Lance looked at the nearby environment, very secluded, almost no people, just convenient for himself.

"Meow!"

[There is no one inside! ] It should be some of his strongholds!

"That's just right!" Lance also slowly came out of the shadows and walked towards the factory, wondering why he hadn't closed the door, or if no one would have come here in the first place.

Lance had even walked less than ten meters away from him, and the man hadn't even noticed that someone was coming behind him, sitting on a tattered couch and looking down on his phone and drinking beer.

A somewhat speechless Lance and Tom Cat glanced at each other, he was the only one in the entire empty hall, was his vigilance so small?

"Ahem..."

Lance, who walked behind him, coughed lightly a few times to indicate his presence.

"Mission over..." The man heard a cough and turned his head while speaking, knowing that it was not his own, especially after seeing Lance's face clearly, his expression changed instantly.

Panicked and wanted to get up and escape, but Lance appeared in front of him in the next second, as if the speed of the flash made his whole person freeze in place.

His legs were already trembling slightly, beads of sweat oozed from his head after taking off his hat, his muscles tensed involuntarily, and his eyes flashed with fear.

Lance looked this person up and down a few times, is he so terrifying? How to say that seeing such a handsome self, he would not show such an expression, after thinking for a moment, he asked: "Dude, do you know me?"

"No, I don't know!" The man in sunglasses hurriedly vetoed and waved his hands desperately.

"Don't know? So what are you nervous about?

"No, no tension! I...... I'm just not used to talking to strangers.

Lance smiled, raised his right foot and stomped the ground.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the ground where he was standing instantly dented, and the cracks spread to the surroundings in all directions. The spectacled man who saw this scene was frightened, his body was constantly shaking, and he felt as if he was in an ice cellar.

"You should know what I'm trying to ask, right? To be honest, I'm not very happy with your attitude right now. Lance's eyes were like torches with an indifferent expression: "Tell the truth, you live." "

Lie to me, you'll be like this, OK?" As he spoke, his finger pointed to the ground beneath his feet.

The man in sunglasses raised his head and looked at Lance with fear in his eyes, not knowing what to say.

"If you don't answer honestly, I can guarantee that you will die here and turn into a pile of debris."

Lance's tone was very flat, but hearing his words, the man in sunglasses was so scared that he snorted, like a talisman.

He glanced at his feet, then at Lance, his eyes full of pleading.

Finally, when Lance's patience was about to run out, the man in sunglasses still couldn't stand the oppression brought by Lance and told the truth.

His name is Jason and he is a member of the Paris Emergency Response Force.

This operation was a mission assigned to him by their commander, Rafi Bernard, specifically to create explosions and panic, as well as to take out a man, Lance.

The explosion was set up on the fifth-floor staircase of their apartment, and the installation of plastic explosives could easily blow up three floors.

After installation, Jason set a twenty-minute detonation time before slowly arriving at the café to enjoy a cup of afternoon tea.

The explosion was successful, but he was in no hurry to leave, sat for a while, observed the apartment, and made sure that no one had seen the target person come out, and then left with peace of mind.

But the moment he saw Lance, his soul was almost scared out.

Through a simple narrative, Lance probably figured out the timeline, and it was estimated that it was around three o'clock.

At that time, Amanda came out and said that she was hungry, and then the man planted explosives in the doorway, which was equivalent to the two sides leaving the apartment on the front and back feet.

In addition, the café and the Chinese restaurant are exactly the opposite distance, so Jason did not know that Lance also came out, and left the apartment after thinking that the mission was completed, but was caught after Lance followed.

Looking at his expression, Jason's heart beat violently, he lowered his head and did not dare to lift it, and even his breathing became more and more rapid.

"You did the explosion in Maurice Chevalia Square too, right?" Lance suddenly asked.

Jason was shocked, his face instantly turned white, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he hurriedly shook his head: "No... No, I don't know..." Lance

showed a cruel expression, and then grabbed Jason's neck sharply, lifted him up, and let his legs kick around, the fierceness in his eyes made Jason tremble, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.

"Don't be nervous, relax, I just want to ask some questions." After speaking, he directly threw the person on the floor.

Jason felt a pain in his chest and gasped heavily, his eyes shining with fear.

"What is your purpose?" Lance's voice was cold and low, making people feel creepy.

"I, I really don't know! I'm just doing what I'm told, please let me go..." Jason's body kept struggling, trying to get up.

"Yes?"

"I, I really don't know anything." Jason kept twisting his body while crying and begging for mercy.

"I'll only ask you one last time, if you don't say... Then I can only send you back to the west. Lance's eyes suddenly became sharp.

As soon as the words fell, he raised his foot, and his heel stepped on Jason's right palm fiercely, turning it a little harder, and the bone of his right hand was directly crushed and fractured.

"Ugh!" The sudden pain made Jason let out a miserable cry, and his right hand was smashed abruptly by Lance, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

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I said, I said..." He was now completely broken, Jason couldn't worry about anything else at the moment, and he didn't want to think about what would happen to him after he left here, and at this moment he had to desperately cry out for mercy: "I said, the explosion in Maurice Chevalia Square was indeed done by us, but the initial target was the Front headquarters!!