Qin Fen is an ordinary white-collar worker. He has been abroad and studied in a pheasant university abroad for several years. He can be regarded as a returnee from export to domestic sales.
After returning home, I worked in a less famous e-commerce company and looked like a normal person every day.
But he actually has another identity, the CIA''s overseas spy, the legendary second dog.
When the CIA found him, at first, he refused sternly. But in the end, he still couldn''t resist the temptation of money and chose to sell some information for money.
In his opinion, the information he sold out is well-known. This kind of money is not earned in vain.
But just the day before, the CIA released a new task to him through special channels to monitor a woman. Coincidentally, the woman worked with him in a building.
That''s why the CIA chose him.
Qin Fen is thin and thin with a thin face. With a pair of black frame glasses, he drives a black Volkswagen and hangs tightly behind Zhang Yun''s car.
What he didn''t know was that his every move had long been watched by the clone bodyguard in another car.
Qin Fen''s car stopped in Wanyuan community with Zhang Yun''s car. He saw Zhang Yun and Fang Cheng get off the car. He was hesitating whether he wanted to get off and follow up.
Dududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududui!
Just thinking, the window was knocked.
Qin Fen turned his head and looked out of the window. Two professional bodyguards, more than 1.9 meters tall, wearing the same straight black suit, black sunglasses and wireless headphones on their ears, stood there like an iron tower.
Obviously, it was just one of the two who knocked on the window.
Qin Fen was shocked.
Found!
He took a deep breath and slowly lowered the window with an innocent expression on his face: "what''s the matter with you two?"
"Get off."
One of the clone bodyguards said expressionless.
Qin Fen gave a terrible cry in his heart. He immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the engine that had not stopped suddenly roared.
Hum! Squeak!
The front wheels of Volkswagen rubbed against the ground, and there was a sharp and harsh sound.
But strangely, the car didn''t move. It seemed to be rooted there.
At the rear of the black Volkswagen, two clone fighters, one left and one right, directly grabbed the black car. The rear wheels of Volkswagen rose directly off the ground. Although the front wheels were struggling desperately, it was of no help at all.
"Get off."
The clone bodyguard who just spoke repeated it again.
"I... I..." Qin Fen trembled with fear and couldn''t speak.
......
"Ding!"
With the crisp sound, the elevator door was opened.
Fang Cheng and Zhang Yun walked out of the elevator side by side.
"Fang Cheng." Yunmeng''s voice rang out in Fang Cheng''s mind again.
"What''s up?" Fang Cheng quickly replied in his mind.
"The stalker caught him. He is a Chinese. According to simple torture, he should be an overseas spy."
"Do you know who sent it?" Fang Cheng frowned.
"He doesn''t know," Yunmeng paused. "According to his narration, it should be from the United States."
"American?" Fang Cheng smiled. "It seems that either the FBI or the CIA. Let him go first and let him contact the online. You are responsible for tracking his online."
Fang Cheng gave a quick command.
"OK, Fang Cheng." With these words, Yunmeng was silent.
Troubled times!
Fang Cheng knew that this group of people followed Zhang Yun completely for themselves, because in the pasar islands, the whole country has only one airport, which can be said to be quite closed, and Fang Cheng''s protective measures on Anlu island are quite perfect.
It can be said that it is impossible for a country to quietly extend its tentacles to Anlu Island unless a war is launched.
There''s no way to take me, so do you choose your relatives and girlfriends?
A cold light flashed in Fang Cheng''s eyes. He was holding a stomach fire and had no place to send it.
Just thinking, suddenly, he felt dark in front of him. This feeling is like the lack of blood supply caused by squatting for a long time and suddenly standing up, but Fang Cheng knows that this is not the lack of blood supply, but the serious loss of mental power.
Sure enough, Chu Xuan was right.
The consciousness transmitter is indeed defective. I didn''t find any problems in how to use it when I was safe before. Now my spirit has been seriously damaged, and my mental strength is worse than that of ordinary people.
After using the consciousness transmitter for such a while, I feel dizzy. It seems that it is very necessary to improve the consciousness transmitter. If you want to launch it into the civil market, it is an unavoidable barrier.
"What''s the matter with you?"
Seeing that Fang Cheng was well, Zhang Yun suddenly held the door frame and gasped. He didn''t know that his boyfriend had a physical problem.
"It''s all right. It''s wrong." Fang Cheng raised his head and said with a smile.
Zhang Yun looked at Fang Cheng and saw that his face was pale. It was not as simple as what he said.
Seeing Zhang Yun''s concerned eyes, Fang Cheng gently held her little hand and said softly, "it''s really all right."
In fact, it''s really interesting to think about it carefully. It seems that every time I was injured, I came here. I killed Albert for the first time, but also dragged my seriously injured body here. This time I escaped from the black wizard and was injured, but I still came here.
Fang Cheng raised his head, looked at the number of 2103 in front of him, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.
"Go in," Fang Cheng said with a smile, "what are you doing? Open the door." He opened his mouth to Zhang Yunnu.
Zhang Yun seemed uneasy and looked suspiciously at Fang Cheng: "it''s really all right?"
"It''s all right."
Zhang Yun took a closer look. Fang Cheng''s face gradually returned to ruddy, as if it was really all right as he said.
She hesitated for a moment, took the key out of her bag and opened the door.
Patter --!
The door is open.
Zhang Yun turned on the LED light at the door and rummaged through the shoe cabinet in the corridor.
Fang Cheng watched Zhang Yun squat down and make his beautiful body more angry. He couldn''t help feeling dry. Soon, he smiled and shook his head. His injury this time was more serious than the last time. It seems that it''s not a good time.
"What are you looking at?"
After Zhang Yun took out a pair of slippers specially prepared for Fang Cheng, she seemed to notice something and stood up and said.
Immediately she touched Fang Cheng''s eyes and immediately knew what he was looking at. She spat: "bad guy!"
Fang Cheng heard her scolding herself in a low voice, laughed, bent down and picked her up horizontally.
"Ah!"
Zhang Yun suddenly exclaimed.