When I heard that our flight was suddenly cancelled, my brow jumped.

Many people on the same flight with us immediately started to make a fuss. Many people around us stood up and rushed towards the staff at the boarding gate, shouting loudly, and for a moment, Chinese, English and dialects flew together.

Faced with an angry passenger whose flight was delayed, the airport staff responded to us with a smile.

Someone reported that the plane we were on had bombs installed.

The plane is currently under comprehensive inspection, and it is not certain when it will take off. In addition, there are also people who anonymously reported that among the passengers on this flight, there are extremist militants from Zoroastrianism in the northwestern frontier of China, so people from the FBI will enter here to inquire about all passengers.

Well……

When I heard this reason, Fatty Huang and I looked at each other and knew that this was a bit bad.

Although the Colonel was driven away by our uncooperational attitude and the threat of racial discrimination, he soon returned to the most intense way and left us all at the airport.

You should know that after experiencing the 9/11 War on Terrorism, the United States is always on guard against similar things and cannot relax any trivial matters.

For this reason, the plane will not be able to take off anyway.

Fatty Huang took out the cigarette and patted my shoulder.

I understood what he meant and came with him to the nearby smoking area.

Fatty Huang handed me a cigarette, lit it for me, and also got one to smoke.

When the fire was ignited, Fatty Huang blocked it and said, "Someone is staring at us. If there are professional lip stylists and distance hearing devices, our conversation will be exposed..."

He did not speak, but said it gently in his nasal voice.

I took a puff of cigarette, spit it out slowly, and then built a barrier of Qi field to roughly prevent the spread of sound. Then I used the method of transmitting the sound into secret and said to him: "I know, what are your method of transmitting the sound into secret?"

Fatty Huang was smoking a cigarette, but spoke in his nasal resonance: "It's not good, I'll do this."

I said yes, I can intercept your voice.

Fatty Huang said, "What's wrong with that?"

I didn't think about it and answered directly: "It should be Willy III of the Willy Skeleton Society. We shouldn't be attending the auction with our previous identity. Now we have probably been investigated..."

Fatty Huang said that the invitation letter was obtained through Ciyuan Pavilion’s bag company in the United States, and the number of candidates was fixed and could not be disguised.

I slowly spit out the smoke ring and said, "No one expected that Willy III would be so crazy. He chose to do something directly at the Bellagio Hotel. It would be strange if he didn't find out about us - but how could they think of the airports and flights here?"

Fatty Huang said that it was Xu Danding who was making trouble in this?

Xu calmly?

The man's peaceful and quiet smile appeared in my mind, feeling that the possibility was not very high.

Of course, this possibility will not be ruled out. After all, Xu Danding is a member of the Maoshan Sect, and he is likely to represent the meaning of the sect and court, and he has deeply trapped us here. In addition to him, the driver, Xu Danding's subordinates who have heard us talk.

Xu Danding might not do anything to us because of his friendship, but we didn’t understand the driver at all.

So any possibility will be.

In addition to Xu Danding, there are some other things, that is, about our identities at this moment.

After all, fake identities are fake identities. Although Ciyuange has put some effort into this, it is impossible to find someone to maintain them all the time. Therefore, the relevant credit records, work information, etc. cannot stand the inspection.

The FBI is doing this, high-tech, as long as it is targeted, many methods may succeed.

In addition, the purchase of air tickets may also be found to be omitted.

When I heard Fatty Huang talk about this possibility, I felt a little uncomfortable.

I said that as you say, then aren’t we very dangerous now?

Fatty Huang nodded calmly and said right.

I hoped a cigarette, so I asked him for another one, and then said, "If this is the case, when the FBI people come over and question them one by one, wouldn't we be exposed directly?"

Fatty Huang said, don’t be too nervous, this is just a matter that we scare ourselves, maybe we can get away with it?

I have watched many American TV series before, and I have enough knowledge of the FBI methods and IQ in my mind.

Such opponents are all experienced and will never have the problem of insufficient IQ balance. If we place our hopes on our opponent's stupidity, we will appear to be stupid.

I was silent for a while and finally made a decision.

I said let's withdraw.

ah?

Fatty Huang was stunned for a moment and said why?

I said this is the best way. If we wait until their people come to check, we will be able to answer any questions about this fake identity, such as income, work, neighbors, address, etc., even if we are deceived, others will investigate...

Fatty Huang said, but if we leave, where can we go?

I pondered for a while and said that we had to confirm one thing, that is, whether Willy III of the Willy Skeleton Society was dead.

Fatty Huang said, have you killed him?

I said I originally thought it was like this, but now when I think back, I began to doubt it again - if he died and there is no evidence for everything, even the rest of us would not be able to understand our true identity. Only when he is alive can we explain why the investigation here is so strong...

Fatty Huang said, how do you want to find him? Go to that warehouse? You are stupid. He survived his death, how could he return it?

If I say this, there will definitely be a solution; if he is really not dead, I will send him to their foreign god of death.

Indeed, Willy III is not only our most important threat, but also the guy I hate the most.

Although I chose to cooperate with him, I still couldn't reduce my hatred for him.

This gang leader was so bad that he was so tired that he was from head to toe.

After the two decided, they snuffed out the cigarette, then returned to the crowd, pretending to be angry, and after a few minutes, we began to retreat to the nearby bathroom.

In the bathroom, Fatty Huang and I completed the disguise and disguise, and became two other people.

Two white men.

When we left the bathroom, we saw two people walking towards us. If we didn’t look at the appearance and were simply temperamental, we could feel the other person’s identity.

Police, or soldiers.

This is already doubting our rhythm.

After leaving the bathroom, we left the waiting room here and began to walk in another direction.

After more than ten minutes of twists and turns, we finally left the airport smoothly.

Looking back, Fatty Huang spat on the ground viciously, and then cursed: "Fuck, I'm almost able to go back."

I reached out and blocked his shoulder, saying that this is the enemy we need to face, which is far more powerful than I thought.

The two stopped a taxi and returned to Las Vegas.

After we came back, we didn't stop much and rushed to the warehouse of the previous Willy Skeleton Society. When we arrived, we found that there was something wrong with the movement around us, so we suppressed our temper and did not start immediately.

It was only at night that we touched it and found that the warehouse had been seized.

It was not the FBI that took action, but a group of aggressive guys.

Judging from the people standing outside, it seems like they have fought a war.

It should be from Blackwater Company.

We did not have a deep understanding, but roughly investigated and then chose to leave.

However, even though we were so cautious, after walking for a while, we still felt like we were being targeted.

However, the other party's methods are obviously very clever and are almost unaware of them.

After looking at Fatty Huang, we began to walk around the path.

After walking for another ten minutes, we blocked the person who was following us in an alley.

The person who came was a small man with green eyes, with two symmetrical scars on his face. In the dark alley, his eyes emitted a faint light, making people feel cold.

Looking at the other party, Fatty Huang asked calmly: "I'm sorry, is there any help to you?"

The little man squinted his eyes and looked at us, then said, "Who are you?"

Fatty Huang said impatiently: "What's your business?"

The little man smiled and said, "You may not know my name if you dare to say such words."

Fatty Huang said who are you?

The little man said that I was one of the twelve angry men under the Green Parrot, Coyote Moore.

Fatty Huang shook his head and said he had never heard of it.

The little man suddenly became angry and said, "Are you from the Americans? You seem to be in the underground world. How could you not even know my famous coyote Moore?

I ignored his self-praise and said, "Why are you following us?"

Moore said that Willy Skeletons and Bones did something unforgivable, and we, the Green Parrots, are strictly investigating all their relationships, and you are visiting Willy Skeletons and Bones in Las Vegas at this time. Isn’t this suspicious?

I said right, we are indeed looking for Willy III. Do you know his whereabouts?

Moore snorted coldly and said that the undead was seriously injured and I don’t know where to escape, but don’t worry, our people already know his news and are on the way to capture him...

oh?

When I heard this, I couldn't help laughing, walked forward, reached out and said, "Hello, Huafu Chinatown, Mai Ruitang, a disciple of the Northern Sect of Tianshidao, we are also looking for Willy III."

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Chapter completed!