"Oh, my God." a black man said, "Has the leader's spring arrived?"
"Haha, I never expected to see such a feminine side of our leader." Another black man laughed: "It seems that our leader is not so domineering after all. She's so gentle in front of this man."
Upon entering the villa, there were a few other won inside.
"Boss!" everyone got up one after another.
"Mm." Silver Fox nodded, smiling: "Lin Chuan, take a seat."
Lin Chuan tossed his canvas bag aside and sat down on the couch, all the other won looking at him. Although they didn't understand who Lin Chuan was, they felt his identity was not ordinary. Soone who could get the boss to personally go to the airport for a pickup was certainly no regular person.
"Black Fox, have you located the mafia's secret base?" Silver Fox asked.
"Not yet," Black Fox shook her head, "But we've roughly narrowed down their location. It's within Acre District."
"In the sa district as us?" Silver Fox was startled.
"That's right." Black Fox nodded, "However, we still need to continue surveillance, and keep looking for their exact geographical position, or else we can't pinpoint their location."
"Then keep at it." Silver Fox ordered.
"Yes!" Black Fox nodded.
"Lin Chuan, do you have any ideas?" Silver Fox asked.
"I've had dealings with the mafia." Lin Chuan, with a cigarette in his mouth, said: "Mafia mbers are quite cunning. Perhaps they have already moved their destination during your investigation. After all, this isn't Fire Fox Organization's main base, so it might be difficult for you to find the place where Tang Yung is held captive. Leave this matter to ."
"Do you have a way?" Silver Fox asked.
"I have so connections with the director of the US CIA," Lin Chuan smiled, "I'll see if I can get his help to determine the location."
"That old fox?" Silver Fox scoffed upon hearing this, "Getting information out of him is harder than reaching heaven. Once, when dealing with the number three person of Al-Qaeda, I approached him. That jerk slept with two of my girls and still wouldn't spill a single piece of information."
Lin Chuan was startled for a mont, then couldn't help but laugh: "He is indeed quite randy, but also quite principled. He'll definitely disclose whatever he can, and if he can't, even if you kill him, he won't tell you!"
"Alright then." Silver Fox, sowhat reluctantly, said: "If you could get his help, that would be great. After all, the CIA has countless informants, which should make it much easier. Plus, they might already have the whereabouts of Tang Yung."
"Mm." Lin Chuan nodded.
Lin Chuan made a phone call to the other party, who was so startled upon hearing it was Lin Chuan that he nearly fell off his chair.
"Everson, are you okay?" Lin Chuan teased with a smile: "Why do I feel like you've fallen over?"
"No, no, no!" Everson laughed, "I'm just too excited, I never thought you'd actually reach out to . Are you in the United States? Dear Lin!"
"Correct." Lin Chuan nodded, "I'm in Acre District, Texas."
"Ah... I... I'm here too." Everson said excitedly: "God bless, dear Lin, how about we et up?"
"Sure. I just happen to have sothing to discuss with you," Lin Chuan smiled.
After they agreed on the place, Lin Chuan imdiately hung up the phone.
"Maybe... I could go with you?" Silver Fox smiled.
"Of course." Lin Chuan nodded.
After that, Silver Fox and Lin Chuan drove to a cafe in Acre District. Acre District is a rather wealthy area in Texas. Moreover, the cost of living there is incredibly high. It's shocking and astonishing.
A cup of coffee for twenty-five US dollars.
Just as they arrived at the cafe, they imdiately saw Everson, this big fat man, squeezed into a booth, with a black briefcase by his side. Everson is a typical foreigner, with blue eyes, a tall nose, and his head showing signs of balding. In front of this guy were two burgers and a big pot of coffee.
"Hi, dear Lin, is it really you?" Everson quickly got up.
Clang...
Everson's belly was so big that as he got up, he knocked over the coffee pot and everything else on the table. A whole pot of coffee suddenly spilled all over the floor, and the sll of coffee instantly perated the hall.
"Everson, you should consider losing so weight," Lin Chuan said with a laugh.
Everson shrugged helplessly, "It's not that I need to lose weight, it's just that I'm so happy to see you."
After the cafe staff cleaned up the ss, Lin Chuan and Silver Fox took their seats in front of Everson.
"Haha... This is too funny," Everson suddenly burst into laughter.
"Everson, what do you an by this?" Silver Fox frowned. It was clear that she felt the laughter started only after the other party saw her.
Everson cald down and said, "You see... I am the director of the CIA, Lin is the spearhead of the Chinese Dark Soldier forces, and you... are a terrorist. Yet the three of us are sitting together, having a heart-to-heart. Isn't that interesting?"
"Nonsense." Silver Fox snorted coldly, "Since when did Fire Fox beco a terrorist organization?"
"Has Fire Fox ever committed few misdeeds?" Everson declared, taking a big sip of his coffee.
"That's all in the past," Silver Fox replied with a sneer. "There hasn't been any atrocious act since I took over Fire Fox."
"Alright, you have a point," Everson nodded and said, "However, we still cannot let our guard down against the Fire Fox Organization. We will keep you on the list of terrorist groups and remain vigilant at all tis."
"Hmph, whatever you say." Silver Fox huffed lightly.
"Everson, you didn't want to et with just to talk about these things, did you?" Lin Chuan asked curiously.
"Of course not," Everson shook his head and said, "Actually, I'm really happy to see you."
"Let's cut to the chase. I'm here today to ask for your help," Lin Chuan got straight to the point.
"Is it about the mafia?" Everson asked with a smile.
"That's right," Lin Chuan nodded, "My woman has been captured by them, and I have to save her."
"Well then," Everson nodded and said with a hint of an involuntary smile in his eyes, "I can help you."
Lin Chuan replied disdainfully, "Na your price."
Lin Chuan had long seen through the intentions of this stingy geezer.
The cunning old fox, Everson, said with a sly smile, "Interesting, my request is very simple."
After that, Everson pulled out a sheet of A4 paper from his briefcase and laid it in front of Lin Chuan, saying, "This person, I need his head."
Lin Chuan glanced at it, number five of Al-Qaeda, soone who had once plotted a subway explosion in London and a bus tragedy in the States. He was still at large, with no one knowing his whereabouts—not even the CIA knew what this guy really looked like. The only photo was taken on the bus, sadly the person's face was covered with a black scarf.
Lin Chuan glanced at it and said, "You really know how to do business."
"Haha..." Everson laughed loudly, "Dear Lin, you'll agree, won't you?"
In Everson's eyes, Lin Chuan was an omnipotent god. If Lin Chuan promised, it ant he could definitely achieve it. That was also why Everson insisted on seeing Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan stared at the only piece of information on the white sheet for a long ti.
"Lin Chuan, you can't agree to him," Silver Fox said seriously, "If you really kill him, you'll invite Al-Qaeda's insane retaliation."
"I know!" Lin Chuan nodded, speaking gravely, "If it's for Tang Yung, even if it ans facing the revenge of the entire world, what of it?"
Silver Fox was stunned, the man she deeply loved, yet his heart was preoccupied with soone else. Although it was painful, Silver Fox's love for Lin Chuan far surpassed that of any other woman. She not only had love but deep gratitude and appreciation.
Perhaps, with a different perspective. If Lin Chuan could be like this for Tang Yung, if one day she herself was in trouble, how could he not risk the world's greatest danger for her?
"Have you thought it through?" Silver Fox asked.
"Yes," Lin Chuan nodded. He took the sheet of paper, lit it with a lighter, and burned it to ashes.
"Good, very good," Everson imdiately nodded, saying, "Not bad at all."
After speaking, Everson imdiately pulled out another sheet of paper from his briefcase and said, "Dear Lin, here is the information you need. Indeed, the mafia is behind this operation, but these few individuals are nowhere near requiring your personal action."
Lin Chuan scanned it and imdiately got up, ready to leave.
"Lin!" Everson called out hurriedly, "Don't forget about the deal between us."
Lin Chuan hesitated for a mont and quickly walked out.
Texas, Acre District.
Lin Chuan had already obtained information on Tang Yung and the mafia from Everson. With the latest information provided by Everson, the mafia was currently hiding in a villa in the Acre District. Therefore, Tang Yung should be imprisoned in this villa.
Now that he had Tang Yung's information, Lin Chuan needed to rescue her as soon as possible. The phrase "anxious as an ant on a hot pan" could not begin to describe Lin Chuan's current state of mind. He was utterly frantic.
Tang Yung was unquestionably one of the most important won in his heart. For her, Lin Chuan would sacrifice his own life.
Silver Fox drove at high speed.
The performance of the rcedes G-class was strong, the speed limits on Arican highways did not restrict her, and the car sped all the way up to nearly two hundred kiloters per hour, but Lin Chuan sitting inside felt none of the car's vibrations.
Silver Fox remained silent the entire way, without saying a word. In fact, she was sowhat heartbroken. After all, Lin Chuan had claid repeatedly that Tang Yung was his woman, which grieved Silver Fox. She had always been deeply devoted to Lin Chuan, yet Lin Chuan had always been indifferent to her.
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