Admiral in the Marvel Universe Chapter 70

"Dad, you are finally here!"

In Paris, in a hotel, Kem jumped into Brian's arms, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Kem..."

Brian hugged his daughter tightly and patted her on the back lightly. He was very fortunate. Although he had been kidnapped, his daughter was unscathed.

After a long while, Kem let go of his father.

"Dad, let's go back to Los Angeles, not Paris..." Kem said, sniffling.

"Okay." Brian nodded.

"Then let's wait for Amanda to wake up and go back to Los Angeles together."

Brian looked at Amanda on the bed beside him, frowning slightly, his child knew a bad girl, and it was not good for anyone.

"Dad, don't blame Amanda, I... well, it's indeed her fault." Kem wanted to help Amanda to explain, but Amanda was indeed responsible for all these faults.

If it wasn't for her bottomless revealing of the information about the two of them, if she hadn't insisted on dragging her to the apartment instead of staying in Stewart's hotel, then none of this would really have happened.

"Then your friendship with her ends here." Brian said, "We can leave now. I'm on Stewart's private jet, so I can take her with me and get a drip."

"Okay, let's go now," Kem said.

With that said, Ken quickly packed up, and Brian made a phone call to get the private jet ready to take off again.

A few hours later, the inspection of the plane was completed, the fuel was full, and the father and daughter were notified that they could fly.

At this moment, however, Brian's cell phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Brian, are you in Paris? We need your help with something."

Brian: "..."

a few hours ago.

Fuxue Chinese Restaurant.

Cao Gui took a sip from Erguotou in the cup, picked up an alcoholic peanut and slowly chewed it, um...it didn't taste like it.

It's not that these two kinds of things are not good. These are authentic domestic products. The packaging is all in Chinese, and they were sent by the waiter just now.

Cao Gui carefully checked it and made sure it wasn't added before eating it with confidence.

But Erguotou is served with peanuts, and Cao Gui usually eats it with his former roommate. It is true that he can't taste it alone.

This restaurant is indeed a bit unusual. In addition to the fact that the waiters always try to feed themselves medicine, the most important point is that there is no camera here, not only in the restaurant, but also outside the restaurant.

After investigating these two points, it is basically certain that this restaurant was built by a group of drug dealers.

It should be used to launder white and black money. Cao Gui thought to himself that there was once a talented man named Pablo who opened a taxi company with a daily income of one million yuan. Although the taxi only had three old cars, Does not affect his daily income of millions of dollars.

Whether others believe it or not, Pablo believes it anyway

When the local government saw this, they couldn't beat him, but couldn't chase him away, so he could only recognize it with his nose.

"Hey, waiter, how do you say 'egg' in Chinese?" At this moment, the familiar bald white man shouted.

Cao Gui's eyes narrowed slightly. If I remember correctly, this person should be a stinking Langley agent who accidentally entered a certain plot again.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm not from the Celestial Empire. I'm the fourth-generation Chinese in France. I was born in Bristol and can't speak Chinese." The two tearful waiters replied when they met with fellow villager Cao Gui just now.

However, the bald white man suddenly grabbed his collar, grabbed it and pressed it on the table, then took out a white Sig Sauer P226 pistol and pressed it against the waiter's forehead.

"Okay, then let me see if I really can't speak Chinese." The bald white man grinned.

"Oh! My God!" The young man who was walking with him, dressed in a suit and looked like an official, was taken aback:

"Hey, man, calm down, he's just a waiter, what the **** are you doing?"

"Oh? Really?" The bald white man smiled strangely:

"Then let him order some desserts for me. I want Pakistani-style Chinese desserts! Give it to me now, or I'll kill you!"

Not far away, Cao Gui sighed helplessly. It seems that he can't eat his white chopped chicken!

"No... no dessert, only... only fortune cookies..." The waiter trembled and replied in a mourning voice:

"And...and butterscotch, across...the street..."

"No no no~~" The bald white man shook his big head:

"I'm going to smell something that puts me in a good mood. It's in powder form."

Not far away, Cao Gui raised his brows, as expected of Langley, although he stinks, his eyes are vicious.

"Get out the gun! It's not going to work over there!"

Some blunt Chinese sounded, and another waiter ran out of the back kitchen with a submachine gun, raised his gun and shot.

However, the bald white man reacted quickly, he suddenly lifted the table to cover, raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

Boom!

The Chinese with the gun fell to the ground instantly.

"Ah ah ah—"

"Help, someone shot!"

"Run away!"

As soon as the gunshots rang out, there were screams in the restaurant, and everyone was in a mess, desperately fleeing.

At this time, on the edge of the cash register, the Chinese cashier took out a submachine gun and fired.

However, the bald white man had already dragged Cao Gui's "compatriot" to the post, but the bullet hit the post and the fine shards splashed.

However, the bald man probed from the other direction and shot twice, killing the cashier.

This skill is not bad, Cao Gui's eyes flickered, using the table, the pillar, and the hostages in his hand as cover, he easily killed two people with submachine guns.

At this time, another person ran out from the back kitchen, wearing a chef's robe, but still holding a submachine gun in his hand.

The bald man repeated his old tricks, dodged back behind the pillar, shot from another direction, and easily knocked down the chef.

Cao Gui shook his head. A group of trash went up one by one to send people's heads. It was like a gourd baby saving grandpa. They didn't take advantage of their numbers and equipment at all.

But it's just a group of drug dealers~www.mtlnovel.com~ The waste is also reasonable.

bang bang bang!

bang bang bang!

The gunshots sounded again and again, the SIG Sauer P226 in the hands of the bald white man flipped dexterously, and the muzzle of the gun pointed to the disappearance of human life.

After a while, four waiters, two cooks, and a cashier all died under the guns of bald white men.

The bald white man led the "companion" to slowly stand up from the ground. The noisy restaurant was silent, and all the guests had been scared away by the shootout just now.

Of course, except for Cao Gui.

"Are you alright?" the bald white man asked, the young man who was traveling with him.

The young man's face turned pale, and he nodded reluctantly.

The bald white man laughed strangely, grabbed the "hometown" in his hand and asked:

"Where did you put Dong XZ?"

"I... I don't know what you're talking about." The fellow answered pitifully.

"Huh? Why don't you say it yet?" The bald white man fired his gun and printed it on the face of the "compatriot".

Immediately, the hot gun barrel after the battle burned a small circle on his face in an instant.

"Ah—! Forgive me!"

"answer my question!"

"I... I really don't know what you're talking about!"

"Okay, I have a way... Huh?" The bald white man was taken aback, there was actually another person in the restaurant, and he was of Chinese descent.

"Hey, it turns out that there are accomplices." The bald white man grinned and turned his gun to point at Cao Gui's head.

"You're finished, kid." The bald white man smiled strangely:

"Oh, yes, let me ask you a question, in your language, how do you say 'egg'?"

In the words, there are all the triumphant gestures of the winner.

Chapter end