As he spoke, Ming Lang had already packed his luggage, dragged his suitcase and walked out the door.
Yan Xiuze looked at Minglang, who had already pulled up the handle of the suitcase, and said helplessly: "Do you have to leave tonight?"
"I have a lot of dreams at night, and I think I'm going to die tomorrow."
"You asked to come with me."
"Of course, that's because I thought you were the only superpower in this small second-tier city in Mexico," Ming Lang hated: "Of course, there is nothing to worry about in a world where there are only ordinary people" "In fact, the world has become more and more abnormal since you superpowers appeared."
Yan Xiuze heard this, lowered his head, and said slowly: "This can't be blamed on us."
"I don't blame you, and it's not the fault of that inexplicable meteor shower five years ago, it's my own problem."
Minglang slowly rubbed the smooth lever of the suitcase, and his tone was inexplicably meaningful: "Times have changed, but most of us are not ready for these changes. ” "Then be careful on your way."
"You really don't plan to go back with me to make money, there are still many tasks, why bother with this one" "It's a matter of credibility."
Yan Xiuze shook his head: "Besides, a superpower can't scare me." ” "Then I wish you a safe return with two million dollars."
As the door of the room slowly closed, only Yan Xiuze was left in the entire room.
"Alas" Yan Xiuze sighed, in a foreign country, he was really alone at this time.
But before Yan Xiuze could finish sighing, the door that had been closed was slammed open again, and Minglang walked in with a serious face, silently putting the suitcase back on the side of the bed.
"A few meanings" Yan Xiuze was stunned and said: "You don't go" "Let's go."
Minglang's expression was gloomy, and he said slowly: "But I found a problem" "I don't know how to drive."
"It's getting late now, and it's hard to find a ride to Mexico City" "Even if it is found, the possibility of a black car is very high."
"So," Yan Xiuze raised his eyebrows.
Minglang held back for a while before he said, "Otherwise, you can send me back" Yan Xiuze: "" "You mean to ask me to spend more than four hours to get you to the airport in Mexico City, and then spend more than four hours driving you back by myself" Yan Xiuze's voice gradually raised, and finally almost roared.
"That's pretty much what it means."
Minglang said a little weakly: "Anyway, you superpowers don't have to sleep" "High quality sleep doesn't mean you don't need sleep" The corners of Yan Xiuze's mouth twitched, and he wanted to yell a few more words, but in the end he waved his hand weakly and said, "Forget it, I'll send you back." ” "Hey, hey, thank you."
When Minglang saw Yan Xiuze agree, he couldn't help but smile and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll provide you with remote support when I go back."
But just as Yan Xiuze was about to take the car keys and leave with Minglang, the mobile phone he was carrying in his trouser pocket suddenly rang.
"Wait, I'll answer the phone first."
Yan Xiuze signaled Minglang and waited, and then connected the mobile phone: "Hey" "Yes, I'm Yan Xiuze."
"Mr.
Santos is right, we have arrived in T City tonight, and we will definitely not delay tomorrow's meeting."
"What do you mean now?"
"Well, I see" "Don't worry, I'll be there soon."
Yan Xiuze hung up the phone, slowly lowered his arm, and there was no expression on his face, since he had been communicating with the person on the phone in English just now, Minglang could also understand the content of the conversation, but the more this was the case, the more he had a strong sense of foreboding in his heart.
Sure enough, this hunch really came true "I'm sorry, your return trip may be delayed," Yan Xiuze exhaled lightly and said.
"Why" "The Mr.
Santos who posted the commission on the dark web before has now come to T City in advance, and he is on the outskirts of the city at this time."
"I'll have to go see him first."
"Of course, I suggest you go with me too, because" Yan Xiuze looked out the window, and the smashed armored car flashed in his mind again: "Now here, it may no longer be safe." ” In the middle of the night, on the outskirts of T-City, far from the city center, a black sedan was parked on an unrepaired dirt road.
The sedan blended into the dark night almost entirely, and if it wasn't for a closer look, it would not be possible to find it at all, I don't know if it was the owner's unintentional move, or it was intentional.
At this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed on the mountain road in the distance, followed by the rustle of tires running over the gravel of the dirt road, and an old-looking van drove from the distance and happened to stop next to the black sedan.
Yan Xiuze opened the driver's door, slowly walked down, and stared at the hidden black car in front of him with scrutinizing eyes.
He looked at the phone screen and muttered, "The positioning is here, that's right." ” He then paced to the side of the black sedan and knocked on the window.
It's just that the inside of the car is still pitch black and silent, as if there is no one at all.
"Hey, it's so cautious" Yan Xiuze smiled in a low voice, then grabbed the door handle and pulled it suddenly "Don't Move" A pistol was pressed against Yan Xiuze's chest, and the swarthy barrel seemed to be ready to shoot a bullet at any time.
Behind the pistol, there was a pair of sharp eyes glowing with a cold light, staring intently at Yan Xiuze with a smile on his face.
"Mr.
Santos, is this the hospitality of Mexicans," Yan Xiuze said with a smile as he seemed unaware of the threat of the pistol in his chest.
The person hidden in the darkness stared at Yan Xiuze for a long time, especially focusing on Yan Xiuze's white eyes, as if confirming something, and after a long while, he slowly withdrew his pistol, and then walked down from the black car.
Under the moonlight, the image of a Mexican man in his thirties jumped out, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he paused slightly, and then said in extremely standard English: "This must be the famous eye of the storm."
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"That's right, my real name is Yan Xiuze."
The corners of Yan Xiuze's mouth curled slightly, and he stretched out his right hand: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr.
Santos." ” "No, I should be happy."
Santos smiled slightly wryly: "I thought no one would take this commission." ” Santos's concerns are not non-existent, after all, it is difficult for ordinary people to complete his commission, and it is not too difficult for a powerful superpower to get two million dollars, whether it is illegal or legal.
In this way, it seems that this commission will inevitably be a little chicken, if it is not for Yan Xiuze, who is really in a hurry to use the money, it is really hard to say whether someone can take over the commission
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