Need for Agent

Chapter 957 Consciousness as a Captive

Chapter 957 Consciousness as a Captive

"I surrender." Luo Yu held the trigger with his fingers high above his head.

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, and he doesn't want to be beaten into a sieve at this time.

Wu Xiaoxiao was also pointed at with a gun and stood next to Luo Yu. The two looked at each other and smiled wryly. Why did this happen when they first arrived in Zhonghai.

It took less than a minute from the time Luo Yu kicked the first person away to being captured, and the people passing by around him didn't pay attention.

The first reaction of the few who saw this scene was that they were filming TV, so it did not cause a big commotion.

These foreigners obviously came prepared. Two extended Mercedes-Benz cars drove over, one for Luo Yu and Wu Xiaoxiao to enter, and the other for the wounded.

Luo Yu was disturbed and sat in the back seat with Wu Xiaoxiao.

Two men with guns stared at them from the leather sofas next to them and on the opposite side.

Luo Yu reached out and touched the leather under his buttocks twice. Even though he had never seen the world again, he knew that it was the best complete deerskin.

And there is no gap between the wooden partitions. There is a small crystal chandelier above the head, and the steering wheel is wrapped with silver wires.

The entire carriage was so luxurious that even Wu Xiaoxiao felt something was wrong.

Who are these people?

If they were enemies, how could they use such a good car to carry them.

Luo Yu opened his mouth and was about to ask, when the foreign man who was talking to him before said in perfect Mandarin, "I'm sorry sir, our boss has ordered us not to say anything no matter what you ask."

"Eh... your mother's last name."

"..."

Luo Yu frowned.

If it was an enemy, how could he be so polite to him? He injured three of his subordinates and didn't see them retaliate. Instead, he used such a good car to carry himself.

But in terms of allies, I seem to only know two foreign friends, one is... well, the kind that you can't see at night, and the second... These people don't look like the FBI either.

"Um... are those people okay just now?" Luo Yu rolled his eyes and asked sideways.

If these people answer in a vicious voice, you should be careful.

The foreigner smiled slightly: "Sir, please don't worry, the boss has expected such a thing to happen."

"Your boss is really good at predicting things." Luo Yu gave a small compliment.

The foreigner smiled, his face was much more friendly than before, but no matter what method Luo Yu used next, he refused to reveal any more about his boss.

Luo Yu was also helpless, so he could only groan and sink himself into the sofa.

Wu Xiaoxiao is not afraid, she has enough sense of security with Luo Yu by her side.

"Can I have some wine?" Luo Yu asked.

The car turned around, because the curtains were drawn, so he didn't know where he was now, but it had been a long time, and he should have been far away from the airport.

Since the future is uncertain, it is better to relax first.

The foreigner nodded, opened the small refrigerator, took out two cans of beer and handed them to Luo Yu and Wu Xiaoxiao. Wu Xiaoxiao waved her hand to indicate that she didn't need it.

Luo Yu was surprised.

He originally thought that the refrigerator would contain red wine, Remy Martin, or XO. He was not used to drinking these wines, but he was more used to drinking beer.

The owner of this car obviously knew his habits very well, and while drinking beer, Luo Yu's doubts intensified.

The car drove for nearly an hour before slowing down, and then it seemed to drive for another 5 minutes on a trail and finally stopped.

Under the close surveillance of a few people, Luo Yu got out of the car and glanced around. Although he seemed innocent on the surface, he was really shocked in his heart. It wasn't that he hadn't seen better ones, but the scenery of the place he was in and his own expectations. Compared with the dilapidated abandoned warehouses in the old days, the difference is too big.

I am now in the center of the garden. Behind the garden is a palace-like building with a white marble pavement and an oval roof. The entrance is supported by six Roman stone pillars. There are two uniquely shaped sculptures at the door and a row of carefully cultivated Chinese toon trees. , a worker is pruning leaves.

Under the leadership of these foreigners, Luo Yu and Wu Xiaoxiao walked into the house. The heavy oak door opened, and Luo Yu was even more surprised inside.

The ceiling is at least eight meters high, and the upper and lower layers of glass penetrate enough light. There are four small doors next to the main door, wall lamps with ivory handles, silver handles at the door, and agates adorning the corners of the entrance.

The hall is large enough for four basketball games to be played simultaneously, and the overall layout is decent, tidy and generous.

Looking away from a maid in a black dress and white lace trim, Luo Yu saw that Wu Xiaoxiao was being led to a room to the side.

Seeing that Luo Yu opened his mouth to speak, the foreigner comforted him: "Don't worry, we won't do anything to Miss, just ask her to go to the next room to rest."

Although Luo Yu was reluctant to keep Wu Xiaoxiao away from his sight, the other party's attitude was firm, and the situation between the enemy and us was unclear, so there was no other way.

He led Luo Yu to the reception room in the hall, and a foreign man in his 40s, who was also blond and blue-eyed, stood up and greeted him, "Welcome."

Seeing that his boss stood up to welcome him, the foreigner who had just watched Luo Yu all the way was incredulous, and at the same time he was a little thankful, fortunately, he did not embarrass the Chinese all the way.

The middle-aged man in front of him should be the boss of those people, Luo Yu nodded to him as a greeting.

The middle-aged man smiled, waved his hand to signal himself to go down, and then said to Luo Yu, "Please sit down."

Luo Yu glanced at the tea table, saw that there were only two cups of coffee, and suddenly rolled down on the sofa and covered his stomach: "Ah, I'm going to starve to death, I'm not alive! I'm going to die!"

The sound is miserable enough to make the listener cry.

The foreign man blushed, clapped his hands and called a maid, and then asked Luo Yu: "My chef is available 24 hours a day, what do you need?"

At this time, Luo Yu believed even more that this person was not his enemy. How could an enemy treat him so well? In order to find out the bottom line of this person, Luo Yu pondered for a while and said, "Let me have seventeen or eight egg tarts first. Ice cream, let’s have ten, three steaks, medium rare, twenty skewers of barbecue, and a pitcher of beer, I’m not used to coffee.”

The middle-aged man nodded and told the maid: "Do as he says."

Seeing the maid go away in response, Luo Yu smiled and said, "You speak Chinese well, you are almost catching up with me."

"Aren't you curious about who I am and why I brought you here?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Why do I ask if you don't tell me." Luo Yu pouted.

"Then you are not afraid that I will kill you!" The middle-aged man's face darkened suddenly and he said sharply.

Luo Yu slapped the coffee table suddenly, the coffee cup jumped up and fell on the coffee table, the strong coffee spilled everywhere: "Can you fucking say something creative!"

The sound sounded like thunder, and the guards outside the door hurried over, looking at the Chinese man who was condescendingly staring at his boss with a look of vigilance.

The middle-aged man's face was cloudy and uncertain. After looking at Luo Yu for a moment, he suddenly smiled heartily, waved his hands to make the guards retreat, and then asked Luo Yu with a pleasant face: "Then how can you be considered creative?"

Luo Yu also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, his back was drenched. After this, he was basically sure that this person was not his opponent.

Although he seemed to be exhausted in his heart, he still had a calm look on his face: "If you talk too much, I will pierce your ass-hole."

The middle-aged man had a weird look on his face, obviously he didn't expect this young man to speak so vulgarly.

But this sentence is very direct, very powerful, and it makes people feel a sense of excitement from the bottom of their hearts.

The chef's efficiency is very high. After the two of them talked for a while, everything Luo Yu wanted was ready and delivered by the maid.

Luo Yu pretended to be indifferent and looked out the window, but her eyes secretly looked through the neckline that fell when the maid leaned over.

"Pink lace!" Official Luo was extremely excited.

Seeing Luo Yu grabbing the ice cream cone and licking it, the middle-aged man seemed still reconciled: "Don't you care who I am and why I brought you here? You know, you injured three of my friends today. With capable hands, the least injured of them may take half a year to recover."

Luo Yu didn't care, and licked the cream into the shape of a middle finger. He was still very satisfied, and glanced at the middle-aged man from the corner of his eyes: "You will say it sooner or later, I just wait, anyway, I have a lot of time, you Older than me, I live much longer than you, I can afford to wait."

If it weren't for the middle-aged man's self-cultivation, he might have picked up the egg tart plate and slammed it on Luo Yu's face, but even so, he still wanted to scold the young man opposite him.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people. As a prisoner, they are still so arrogant. Is there any reason in the end!

Luo Yu, of course, did not have the self-consciousness of being a prisoner. He didn't expect the chef to cook a plate of roast chicken.

"Can't you just ask?" The middle-aged man clenched his fists and tried hard to suppress his bursting anger.

Luo Yu swallowed a large piece of chicken in his mouth with difficulty, stuffed egg tarts into it and said vaguely: "Okay, who are you, why did you bring me here today, I'm so scared."

The last sentence couldn't be more false.

Middle-aged people really can't stand it anymore, why do you keep stuffing things in your mouth when you are afraid!In the blink of an eye, you ate a chicken, two steaks, eight egg tarts, twelve cones, one mouth, and three wooden skewers with no meat left. Do you think you are a werewolf whose voice has not changed? !

But no matter how dissatisfied, Luo Yu has asked these questions.

The middle-aged man took a few deep breaths to calm down his impending emotional outburst, looked into Luo Yu's eyes and said, "My name is Dro Smith, welcome."

"Hmm... well... the name is good, he is almost catching up with Fatty Wang at the entrance of our village." With his mouth full of food, Luo Yu's voice became extremely strange, suddenly a lightning bolt struck his mind, and he opened his mouth wide. Looking at Dro Smith, "What did you just say your name is!"

ps: The book is about to be finished, please ask for flowers~