Kung Fu Divine Doctor

Today's mg New York is definitely a troubled time. Not long after the tragic attack that night, two suicide bombings were staged on the luxurious streets of New York. Two suicide bombings killed more than 100 people, which definitely caused a great sensation in Mg, the supremacy of human rights, and even surpassed the shooting the night before yesterday.

In a luxury manor of Mg New York, a large number of big men in black suits and sunglasses blocked the whole manor. Even at night, it was illuminated like day.

Several cars were obviously refitted. The windows were all thick bulletproof glass, and the four tires seemed to be the tires of a truck. The beautiful appearance of the car gave people a sense of hegemony. In this way, they rushed into the fast opening manor gate. In the sound of several sharp whistles, several cars rushed to the square in front of the three story villa building.

More than a dozen men in camouflage clothes rushed out of the building with guns on their backs, quickly surrounded several cars in the middle, and coldly guarded every move around. From the car in the middle, an old man with white hair and obvious mg characteristics strides down from the car. I'm afraid he's 60 or 70 years old, but he's not as strong as 40 or 50 years old.

"Is MOX Steinway here?" As soon as he got out of the car, the old man locked his eyes on a man in military uniform. He asked in a deep voice with evil spirit in his tone.

After saluting the old man, the officer said quickly, "he has come. He is in the reception hall on the second floor."

The old man did not respond, but strode into the building.

A few minutes later, the old man pushed open the door of the reception hall on the second floor and looked at the old man on the sofa in the middle of the hall. His cold face finally melted and strode over: "MOX Steinway, I need you to explain to me why there is so much trouble in New York these days? Do you know, because of those things, I am very passive now. "

The old man, known as MOX Steinway, stood up, shook hands with the old man, and then said with a wry smile: "Your Excellency, Secretary of defense, Mr. Trent Stauff, I have sent the top secret service personnel, destroyed the special service organizations of many countries in New York, and investigated why there was a large-scale shooting case at the manor on Seventh Avenue, Some of the terrorists who used suicide bombers to make trouble were secretly executed by my people. I believe that New York will be calm in the future. "

With a twinkle in his eyes, Trent stauffe stared at MOX Steinway and asked in a deep voice, "tell me what you know!"

MOX stamingwei nodded, handed a stack of information on the table to Trent Stauff, and said: "the man killed in the manor on Seventh Avenue is a smuggler from China, Zhao Chunrong, a big smuggler who has a large amount of money to escape from their country. Some time ago, he contacted my man through special channels, I had planned to meet him in the past few days, because he said that he had a big gift for me, and even this gift could enable me to steal a lot of state secrets from China. As for the people who killed him, they have not been investigated clearly, but it is clear that the people who killed them this time are from China, and they are also the people sent by their government. "

"Those terrorists, all al Qaeda people, sneaked into New York a few months ago, but they didn't do anything. Because of the shooting in the manor on Seventh Avenue, they jumped out at the first time, causing huge damage. Just five hours ago, Al Qaeda people jumped out, Admit that they did several cases. "

Trent Stauff suddenly stood up, his face was cold and frightening, he gasped a few times, then quickly said: "this is your guess, I need evidence, I need the murderer, if what you say is true, catch the murderer for me."

MOX Steinway gave a gloomy smile and said to Trent Stauff, "Dear Mr. Trent Stauff, I've dug a big hole, waiting for the arrival of the Chinese people. I believe the result you want will appear soon. Please give me some more time!"

"What a big hole did you dig?" asked Trent Stowe, with a look of doubt in his eyes? What do you mean

MOX Si Daming Wei said coldly, "Chen Qingyang, that ungrateful scientist, a very important project he studied, is approaching the mature stage, but he doesn't know how the Chinese contacted him, or how he contacted the Chinese initiatively. In a word, he wants to sneak back to China with his achievements and his research materials, Now that he is under our control, Mr. Secretary of defense, I think you will be interested if I tell you what he is studying! "

Trent Stauff: to put it straight, what is it

MOX steimingwei said with a smile: "once the nuclear bomb is successfully studied, its power is more than ten times greater than that of the destroyer nuclear bomb. Even one of the research results can be applied to aerospace, which is of great help to the satellites made by our country."

"Hiss..." Trent Stowe took a cold breath. Suddenly, his face was excited. He nodded heavily and said with a laugh, "good, good! Mr. MOX stamingwei, you have done a very good job. No matter what method you use, you must control this guy named Chen Qingyang for me. I am waiting for his scientific research achievements. "

Cuba Slote, the director of New York TV station, was very careful. Looking at the middle-aged man in his 40s, cold sweat came out on his nose. In a secret meeting room, Cuba Slote respectfully asked the middle-aged man to sit down before whispering, "Mr. Jack godall, I don't know you are here, What can I do for you? "

Behind Jack godall, a young and beautiful Western woman reached out to Cuba Slote for a piece of information and said in a deep voice, "I need your cooperation to do something."

"You said that as long as I can help, I will do it well!" Cuba Slote nodded.

Jack godall pointed to the information and said, "you read the information first, and then I'll have a good chat with you. Don't be so nervous, Mr. Cuba. Sit down, drink tea and read the information slowly."

Cuba Slote takes a careful look at Jack godall, then sits on the opposite side of the sofa carefully, looking at the information in his hand quickly. Twenty minutes later, he slowly raised his head, with a strange color on his face. He murmured and asked in a low voice, "Lu Feng?"

Jack godall nodded with satisfaction and said, "yes, it's Lu Feng, a Chinese medicine boy from China. I hope your excellency Cuba can help me. I have already planned the plan. Just follow my plan!"

Cuba Slote nodded and even agreed without asking what it was.

Ten minutes later, Cuba Slote, with a dull look, looked at Jack godall with a sneer in front of him, swallowed his saliva and said, "I've seen it. I promise I'll do it well!"

Jack godall turned his head to look at the young woman beside him. After nodding slightly to her, the woman walked out of the room quickly. Half a minute later, when she returned to the room, a strong man with a fierce face, about 1.85 meters tall, came in behind her.

"Well, I'll give him to you. He's the champion of Mg New York underground boxing, and he's been unbeaten for three years in a row. Remember, he must be severely humiliated, he must come to a miserable end, and everyone must know that all bullshit Chinese medicine are deceptive tricks." Jack Godot grinned grimly.

Cuba Slote wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Although the plan has not been implemented, he has already imagined what kind of tragic end the unfortunate ghost named Lu Feng will suffer.

In a residential building in downtown New York City, the light has gone out, and the sound of steady breathing comes from the bedroom. On this big bed lies the Chinese agent Li Wenjun.

"Bang Bang..."

A quick knock on the door awakens Li Wenjun in his sleep. As the top agent sent to Mg in China, Li Wenjun is very vigilant now. He reaches out his hand and pulls out a pistol from his pillow. When he gets out of bed, the dagger in his calf is pulled out in an instant. He quickly comes to the door outside and says, "who is it?"

A hasty voice came from outside the door, the voice is not big, "head, it's me, something's wrong, open the door quickly!"

Li Wenjun was shocked. He quickly opened the door and saw a thin, ordinary looking young man enter the room quickly.

After closing the door and locking it from inside, Li Wenjun looked at the embarrassed young man and asked in a deep voice, "Xiao Gao, what happened? What about fat man and Li Yang? "

Gao Changhe is also an excellent agent. He has been following Li Wenjun in mg for four years: "head, fat man and Li Yang are all dead. They are the top agents sent out by Mg agents. I don't know how they find us. Fat man and Li Yang fight to protect me and send this thing out."

Li Wenjun's face was extremely ugly, even with a thick flame in his eyes, looking at what Gao Changhe was holding.

"Damn it, it's qinhuangding. Isn't it sent out? How come it's back in your hands? " Li Wenjun said angrily.

Gao Changhe said with a wry smile, "those Vietnamese people, who have changed their boss, have already given the things to them, but they say their line is broken and they dare not accept the entrustment. Even I suspect that we are betrayed by them!"

Li Wenjun nodded, said nothing more, and quickly returned to the room. Two minutes later, he packed his things, carried his suitcase and said, "let's leave here immediately. I'm afraid it's not safe here."

Gao Changhe nodded and followed Li Wenjun. He didn't ask where he was going. They were carrying things and quickly disappeared in the darkness of the residential building.