The film starts with the Navy SEALs

The smuggling company helped book the air ticket, and then sent Long Zhan to the airport to wait for the flight.

It's over here.

When Long Zhan's flight lands in Lyon, France, White Rose will be there to pick you up at the airport and handle everything that follows.

Including but not limited to reminiscing about the past, talking about work content and so on, so that you can be mentally prepared in advance.

of course.

If there is an opportunity for in-depth communication, Long Zhan will definitely not let go of the opportunity, after all, he has been thirsty for almost a month.

It is very rare for a man as energetic as Long Zhan to be a monk for a month.

"I wonder if there is such a chance?" Long Zhan was looking forward to it all the way.

The girl Bai Meigui needs to be good-looking, good-looking, good-looking, and most importantly, she can shoot a good plane, and she is good at shooting rocket launchers and sniper rifles. All aspects perfectly meet Long Zhan's expectations for a female partner on the battlefield.

Due to various reasons, I didn't get started with the cooperation last time, and I didn't get to taste what she was like. After Long Zhan went back, I always regretted it every time I thought about it.

Now that they finally had another chance to cooperate, Long Zhan first set a flag in his heart——

I will never regret going back this time!
Strive to bring people together and take the place, and win him together.

Long Zhan didn't even know what the mission he was about to take was, so he made all kinds of small calculations in advance, not only wanting other people's bodies, but also wanting to annex the mercenary group. I have to say that his heart is greedy enough.

a few hours later.

The fiery red sun was shining brightly, and it was already noon.

A bulletproof modified off-road pickup truck stopped at the gate of the Interpol headquarters in Lyon, and a man in a black sweatshirt got off from it.

He is 1 meters tall, weighs 95 kilograms, and has a big bald head.

Every part of the black undershirt is raised high, which clearly defines the contours of the muscles underneath. It is matched with camouflage casual pants and tactical boots.

The whole person is tough from the inside to the outside, giving people a sense of iron-blooded macho.

If Long Zhan stood beside him, it would definitely have a different style of painting.

And Long Zhan will definitely blurt out a sentence: "Fuck, Dashi Johnson."

Long Zhan, who is more than two meters tall and weighs more than 300 catties naked, will become a "shrunk version" in front of Long Zhan, no matter how strong this man is.

Only large vehicles such as pickup trucks can fit such a giant.

of course.

Long Zhan didn't appear here, this man became the strongest in the audience without any criticism, and his fleshy body gave people a very strong visual impact.

At least the guard standing by the door became vigilant when he saw the bald man getting out of the car with tangled muscles.

Fortunately, the ponytailed woman who had been waiting by the door saw the man get off the car and immediately went up to meet him.

He took the initiative to extend his hand and introduced: "Riley Hicks, the superior sent me to be your assistant. I hope we can get along well in the future."

"Interpol Special Agent Hobbs."

The bald man shook hands and introduced himself, then let go and walked into the gate and said: "I have seen your resume, a senior agent of the CIA, who has been to Cairo and Tunisia, and served as the youngest regional security officer during the Afghan war.

If you're half as good as what's on your resume, we'll have no problem getting along. "

"Thank you for the compliment."

Assistant Riley strode up with a smile, opened the folder in his hand and said: "Just yesterday afternoon, the Russian military convoy was attacked, all the satellite components carried in the vehicle were stolen, six people were hospitalized and many vehicles were damaged.

The robbers came out of nowhere, the speed of the car and the speed of action were very fast, and the whole process took less than 90 seconds. "

Stealing goods from the Russian military in 90 seconds sounds awesome.

"Absolutely first-class modus operandi, there is only one team in the world that can do things so neatly."

Hobbs was well aware of who the team was, but didn't say so directly.

"They caught a robber, but they only gave you five minutes."

After finishing speaking, Riley stretched out his hand to signal: "Go this way."

"Seven minutes?"

Hobbs raised his mouth and smiled, slammed the door open with one hand, walked inside and said, "I only need 2 minutes."

Riley lifted his upper lip, wanting to say that this person had a hard mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The two walked forward along the corridor aisle one after the other, and passed through two doors to the interrogation area. They didn't push the door and strode in.

When I entered, I saw someone sitting on a chair with his back facing him, with a strong body and a bald head.

Hobbs froze for a second.

This figure was very similar to a guy he knew, and he couldn't help frowning, and walked slowly from the side.

Seeing the face, Hobbs secretly heaved a sigh of relief, it wasn't the old man he knew.

It's easy to say if you don't know each other.

Hobbs frowned and squeezed his brows together into a straight line. Standing in front of the bald head with his hips akimbo, he asked, "I want to see your boss, where is Sean?"

The bald head stood up from the chair, put his face viciously close to Hobbs's, and said word by word: "I won't tell you anything."

Although the bald man is only 1 meters tall, his muscles are also very explosive.

The white Han shirt was about to explode.

The two muscular men stood facing each other, and the strong smell of gunpowder quickly filled the entire interrogation room, making the Interpol who was in charge of video recording in the observation room next door nervous.

The female assistant, Riley, was quite calm, with her hands folded on her chest and a smile on her lips.

"I knew you would say that."

Hobbs frowned. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly launched an attack. He grabbed the shoulder of the suspect in white with both hands and threw it out.

The suspect in white did not expect that there would be people who would dare to beat someone in front of the camera at the Interpol headquarters.

There was no way to react at all, at least he had a body weighing 200 kilograms, so Hobbs used his inertia to forcefully throw him out.

"Bang~"

The suspect's heavy body hit the wall, and several tiles on the wall were cracked.

"Fake!"

The suspect was not easy to bully, he was beaten up by the sudden explosion, and immediately flew into a rage, got up and punched Hobbs.

The fists and arms are quite big, almost reaching the woman's thighs.

But this guy's muscles seem to be all dead muscles, such a big piece slows down the speed abruptly, and all of them are as slow as an old grandma.

Hobbs pushed forward with his left hand and easily clasped the muscular man's right elbow, preventing his fist from moving forward.

With his right hand reaching up from the bottom, he precisely buckled the suspect's belt button, and with both hands he lifted him over his head and smashed him down.

"Boom, boom~"

The interrogation table with steel pipe legs and solid wood boards was smashed to pieces by the suspect's body.

The suspect, who had been hit twice in succession, grinned in pain and gasped in anger, got up with difficulty and rushed towards Hobbs again.