In the drizzle, the plane slowly landed in San Francisco.

Yi Tianxing was wearing a windbreaker, opened the black umbrella with a silence, passed the security check smoothly, asked for a taxi at the airport gate, and entered the city smoothly.

This is his first time abroad, so he still feels a little novel and exciting. The travel brochure always says that there should be a lot of sunshine in this city, but Yi Tianxing sat in a taxi, looking at the exotic buildings outside the window through the raindrops, but he couldn't feel the sunshine. Instead, he felt that he had come to the legendary London.

The taxi driver was an old man and asked in English something in a buzzing voice.

Yi Tianxing was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, turned his mind into a state of conversation in English, and told the other party that he was staying in the hotel.

What is the hotel I booked for? It's a luxury at the top of the mountain.

The taxi drove very quickly and bravely moved forward on the sometimes undulating streets. It didn't take long to arrive in front of the hotel.

Yi Tianxing got off the car, and the old black driver helped him take his luggage from the trunk of the car. Yi Tianxing scratched his head and asked in English: "How much is the tip usually given?"

Lao Hei opened his mouth and laughed: "You should ask yourself this question."

Yi Tianxing smiled, handed over a bill, and said, "No need to look for it."

The old black driver took the money and took a look, bounced, whistled in his mouth, and said excitedly: "The Chinese are indeed rich now."

A doorman came up to take the luggage. Yi Tianxing was about to walk into the hotel when he suddenly heard this sentence and turned around and said curiously: "Can you tell that I am Chinese?"

"Of course." Lao Hei made a gesture of asking for help, "There is a smell on the Chinese... Yes, it's not a smell, it's a Chinese anyway."

"Maybe." Yi Tianxing shrugged and walked into the hotel.

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After staying in the hotel, Yi Tianxing washed his face in the bathroom and looked at his face in the mirror. A slightly thin face appeared in the mirror, with his eyebrows like a sword, his lips and straight nose, but it was a little different from his original appearance. As for where it was different, he couldn't say it for a moment.

He frowned, gently stroked his jaw, and whispered to himself: "It seems that changing the appearance is indeed a very difficult magical power."

After washing up, he sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated, adjusting his state to the most harmonious feeling, then got up, took out some cash from his luggage and stuffed it into the pocket of his windbreaker, and then walked out of the door.

He likes to use cash, and to this day he still hasn't escaped from the feeling of a nouveau riche.

No one knew about this trip to the United States except those who were very close to him. He did not notify the Sixth Department and kept the Qin family confidential, because he came to the United States this time to do something shameful, and naturally, the fewer people know about it, the better.

Walking out of the hotel door, the California sunshine finally shone down, making Yi Tianxing, who was a little helpless, feel a little warmer.

Looking down, San Francisco was bathed in the sun, shining brightly.

This time he came to the United States to pretend to be a tourist and was getting a Hong Kong passport. Although he heard that the US government has their own way of identifying people entering the country, and a single and strange person like Yi Tianxing must be the target of the other party's attention, Yi Tianxing thought that as long as he was honest, the other party should not notice him.

Unless... the United States knows that it is coming.

Although Yi Tianxing is a very modest and low-key person, he knows that he has appeared a lot in recent years and has shown his strength many times. In the information of various countries, the description of himself will definitely be quite detailed.

So he started traveling in San Francisco.

Without a tour guide, with the San Francisco travel manual that he had remembered in his mind, Yi Tian walked on the street to watch the artists' performances, threw a few coins with a smile, went to the small cafe to drink a cup of fragrant coffee, and then asked for a cup of white water with a bitter face, and went to the solemn and elegant Cathedral of St. Mary, but he was not interested in worshiping the poor naked man on the cross.

Since it is easy to be recognized as a Chinese, then you must go to Chinatown.

As soon as you enter the entrance of Chinatown, you can smell a very strange smell. Well, just like the old black driver said before, it is not a strange smell, but you just know that it is a Chinese flavor.

Afterwards, Yi Tianxing concluded that this was probably the mixed flavor of braised pork, egg fried rice, Yangzhou fried rice, braised rice, braised pork, braised pork, and Chinese medicine tea.

After walking in Chinatown, I found that there was no big difference between walking on any street in the provincial capital, so Yi Tianxing felt that it was not very meaningful, so he turned around and came to the place where he had heard street artists singing before.

This is 39th Street, Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco.

Yi Tianxing was half-squatting by the sea, and the sound of the saxophone slowly floated from the street behind him. He looked at the blue sea in front of him quietly, silent.

"Hey, brother, you'll scare the crabs when you're here."

At some point, a guy appeared beside him. The guy was very fat, wearing a T-shirt and shorts, looking like he knew his fate. Looking at Yi Tianxing's face with an inexplicable expression, the fat man muttered himself and reached out to Yi Tianxing:

"This is my way of saying hello, my name is Joe."

Yi Tianxing smiled. When he met such a passionate person, it was always easy for people to feel better. He reached out and gently grabbed it: "My name is Zou Yi."

"Zhou Yi?" Fatty Qiao stared at him with interest, "I have heard that it seems to be a fortune teller in Chinese."

Yi Tianxing laughed and said, "If you are interested, I can tell you my life."

"Do you want money?" Fatty Qiao made a heart-wrenching expression.

"You are free." Yi Tianxing said with a smile, and then asked, "Your way of greeting you is very special."

"Not special." Fatty Qiao signaled him to see what he was carrying. He was carrying a rope, and the end of the rope was hanging in the sea. Yi Tianxing shook his head, saying that he didn't know what he was doing.

Fatty Qiao smiled, shook his fat index finger at him, then pulled the rope out of the sea water, and there was a basket hanging below.

Yi Tianxing looked into the basket curiously and found that there were a few chicken bones in the basket... there were a few big crabs crawling on the bones.

Fatty Qiao pointed to the bay in front and said, "This bay is rich in this bay called Dunginess, weighing one or two pounds." He said to Yi Tianxing in a low voice: "Don't let these crabs hear it. These crabs are as stupid as Germans. You just need to have a basket, throw some chicken bones or pig internal organs into it, and then sink it into the sea. After more than ten minutes, pull the basket up, and these crabs will become your and my plate."

"So that's how it is." Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows and expressed his appreciation.

"Zhou...Yi, Chinese?" Fatty Qiao put the crab into a plastic bag and stood up.

Yi Tianxing then stood up: "Yes, come to the United States for a trip."

"Oh, people who come to America are stupid people. They cost a lot of money to see other things except cement and corn."

"Well, I think so too."

Yi Tianxing laughed and thought that this made sense, so in addition to spending money, he had to take something to go with him.

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After shook hands with the fat man Qiao who met by chance, Yi Tianxing returned to the hotel and asked for room service. He ate some food in the house. After chewing, he began to enter into meditation and meditate again.

His preparations were done very carefully because he knew that what he would face tonight was the most powerful human force in the world.

Although this power is no longer so powerful in his eyes, it can be less trouble after all, and less trouble.

At about midnight, Yi Tianxing gently pushed open the window, looked at the night view of San Francisco under the window, looked at the sea in the dark night in the distance, and looked at the very famous bridge on the sea, closed his eyes slightly, his fingers bloomed like orchids, and the Taoist crafts came out quickly.

The next moment, his body quickly faded into the night, and he didn't know where he was going.

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...

"Yi Tianxing is not in the hotel."

In a room in the Chinese Consulate in San Francisco, a man with a middle-aged secretary was reporting to his superiors.

The superior was startled and said, "Where has he been? From the beginning of getting off the plane, we have been staring at him. Although he put on makeup,... God, he won't go to the United States to cause trouble, right?"

He immediately picked up a phone and was about to call. After thinking about it, he frowned and put it down. He didn't know if he was afraid of people snooping or something. He said to the middle-aged secretary: "This matter is strictly confidential. On the one hand, the Americans cannot know that he is here, and on the other hand, the Yi Tianxing cannot know that we know that he is here."

This was like a tongue twister, but the secretary clearly heard it, nodded, then turned his eyes and asked, "What did you think Yi Tianxing is here to come to the United States?"

"What are you doing?" the man frowned and said, "What good things can he do... If it were the past, it would be fine. After all, as long as the Americans don't catch him alive, we can't recognize anything. But now the relationship between the two countries is gradually easing. In a few days, the chief will come to visit. If there is any problem in the middle at this time, we really can't explain."

"Does Americans know who he is?"

"Hmph." The leader sneered: "Americans are not idiots. How could they not monitor important people like Yi Tianxing for many years? It's just that Yi Tianxing disguised himself as a country this time, hoping to hide it for a while."

After all, they don’t want Yi Tianxing to be followed by Americans.

I just don’t know how they learned about Yi Tianxing’s coming to the United States.

"Do you want to inform the higher authorities?"

"Yi Tianxing is now the position of deputy director of the Bureau of Religious Affairs. What's the use of us reporting it? His superiors can't control him at all."

"Then six places?"

"Sixth Department had something happened in New Mexico a few days ago, and it was in a stalemate with the United States. Don't bother him."

"Let's see what Yi Tianxing wants to do first."

The two of them stood by the wooden table and sighed in unison. They were begging Yi Tianxing to come to the United States in secret, and they really just came to play. I hope he would go back as soon as he had finished playing.

It is obvious that they underestimated the severity of the situation.

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In the night wind, Yi Tianxing's black windbreaker was blowing and his golden eyes flashed, and his eyes were staring into the distance.

He was standing at the top of a mountain range in Nevada, looking down at the large area of ​​flat ground with a slightly light. This place is sandwiched in the valley, very remote, but it happens to be a flat ground, which is very suitable for military preparation.

I don’t know which city is shining through the dim light in the distance.

The whole sky is extremely quiet, and the stars blink gently, as if they are peeking at the scene of the world.

Yi Tianxing stood on the top of the steep peak, raised his windbreaker collar with his hands, covering his lower cheeks, and looked at the base at the foot of the mountain with his eyes, deeply engraved every sentinel and road direction in the base in his mind.

A little bit of nervousness and excitement quickly occupied his whole body. He sniffed gently, his whole body gently, his muscles relaxed, his heartbeat slowed down, and his breath covered.

He is about to play with the world's most powerful military force, and he must adjust his condition to the best.

Before going abroad, his initial goal was New Mexico, because there was a place in Los Alamos on the hillside, which was the American National Laboratory.

But after reading a lot of information, he shifted his target and turned to this base in Nevada.

Because this base recently conducted a test of the British Trident nuclear warhead plutonium triggered detonation. Although it was an experiment for allies, I think there should be a lot of ready-made goods in this heavily guarded base.
Chapter completed!