Confrontation in the abyss

Anson Lorenzo sat on the sofa, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the patchwork sunlight passing through the shade of trees, showing a lazy and enjoying expression.His villa is located in the outskirts of New York City, with a radius of tens of miles and a single family. This feeling of living in isolation and away from the hustle and bustle is exactly what Anson enjoys most.In this tranquility, he closed his eyes and reigned alone.

The interior decoration of this five-story villa is simple and elegant, and the most extravagant decorations are only a few modern famous paintings.

At this time, he sipped the black tea and looked at the vast green field scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, feeling extremely comfortable.

Richard walked to Anson's side, bowed his head, and said very respectfully, "Sir, Interpol is here."

An Sen touched his forehead and said with a smile: "Oh, they are here again. Prepare some good tea, don't treat my friends who come to 'chat' with me every month."

A Hummer stopped in front of Anson's villa.The car door opened, and several Interpol in camouflage uniforms and body armor came down.They were only armed like this when they came to Anson.

Anson got up unhurriedly, walked to the door, and opened his arms as if welcoming an old friend.

"Ah, dear Officer Gwen, congratulations on being promoted to team leader. I heard that you will be responsible for visiting me in the future."

The Interpol known as Gwen snorted coldly, brushed past the enthusiastic Anson, and Da Lala sat on the sofa.

He is about 35 to 190 years old. He is more than [-] cm tall and very strong. He is equipped with loads of no less than [-] kg, but he walks very easily.There is a bullet-like scar on his cheek. It is said that when he was arresting a drug lord at sea, he was shot in the middle of the opponent. Fortunately, he was hit on the cheek and lost a few teeth. Otherwise, he would not be able to do anything now. Team leader.

"Don't make trouble for me, I can stay at home with my wife and children." Gwen also opened the cigar box in front of the table like an old friend, and picked up a cigar to his mouth, while Anson Come over and sit on the armrest of Gwen's sofa, leaning over to lean against him, the two look very intimate, like a couple who have been married for many years and have a good relationship.The husband came back from working hard outside, and the wife leaned in to comfort him tenderly.

All this gives people the illusion of warmth and affection.

"Honey, do you want to stay tonight? I airlifted some old wines and invited a French chef to cook steak. We can discuss about your wife and children together."

An Sen's appearance is very handsome and delicate, but it doesn't make people feel the slightest femininity.Although his height was not as tall as Gwen's, he was still over 180 cm. He wore a well-tailored suit that was elegant and intellectual, but there was a hint of toughness in the corners of his eyes and brows.There was once a rumor that Anson Lorenzo was walking on the Champs Elysees in France. His appearance and demeanor actually attracted the favor of an international luxury brand designer and invited him to be the endorsement model for that season's clothing.

Of course rumors are rumors.

A female police officer who followed Gwen looked at them blankly, as if she didn't understand what was going on.

Anson raised his eyebrows at the female policewoman, with a cold and sharp light in her eyes, and the other party unnaturally took half a step back, then Ansen laughed loudly, patted Gwen on the shoulder and said: "Your subordinate So cute."

Gwen shook off his hand and said with a sullen face, "Don't play with my subordinates. I'm here to ask you directly, MASSIVE is doing illegal weapons reselling, do you know it or not."

Anson still hugged Gwen unwillingly, "Do you think I might not know?"

"What was their shipping route. What camouflage was used?"

"You know I can't tell you, but you still come to ask me. Actually, you want to see me, Gwen. You have been secretly in love with me."

Gwen looked very calm. Twenty years ago, he might have punched Anson's bewildering but abnormally flat face with his fingers clattering.But with the growth of experience, his endurance has also multiplied, and he will never get angry when there is no point in getting angry.

At this time, another Interpol with equipment similar to Gwen walked in.

"I'm sorry, Monsieur Lorenzo. What you just said cannot happen."

There was a mocking smile in that voice, but the tone was very serious.

Anson looked in the direction of the voice and saw an Asian youth aged 26 or [-].His hands were wearing fingerless leather gloves, which were casually inserted in the pockets of camouflage pants. He didn't look handsome, but he was very comfortable at first glance.Even the stubbornness between the brows and eyes, people can't help admiring.

"May I ask which thing is impossible to happen?" Anson pinched his chin with interest.

"The fact that the boss has a crush on you." The young man chewed his gum, feeling somewhat comfortable, "But it is true that he wants to beat you into a sieve with a submachine gun."

Anson laughed, and the young man turned sideways, with a sniper rifle on his back.Anson recognized that this kind of gun should have been developed recently. It has high accuracy but also requires the sniper to be more stable.The sniper range is the limit of the current rifle, so when it is really necessary to use it, it is not surprising that the difference is a thousand miles away.All this shows that this young man is definitely an elite in Gwen's group.

"Gwen, what's his name?"

"You can call him CHOW, his English name is Ethan, but the strange thing is that every time we call him Ethan, he doesn't seem to respond. So everyone still calls him CHOW, and he was transferred to my group two weeks ago. "

"No wonder you have come to my place so many times as a guest, but I have never seen you bring him here." Ansen looked at the young man's back, looking as if he had experienced deep thinking, but what he said made the female police officer bleed, "CHOW's body looks very sexy, I really want to press him on the bed and torture him hard."

Gwen has long been immune to these words, and no one knows if Anson said the exact same words to him a few years ago.

"CHOW once chased a drug lord in a desert for a whole day. The average temperature at that time was [-] degrees. When the helicopter arrived, the drug lord was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment due to exhaustion, but CHOW But he continued to participate in the mission of hunting down the red scorpion the next day. I advise you not to mess with him." Gwen raised his chin, and his eyes showed a bit of complacency when he mentioned Zhou Chou.

"Really? But I admire this kind of man the most. If he can spend all his strength in hunting drug lords on the bed, it will definitely make people very happy."

And the young man called CHOW seemed to automatically filter out these words, continued to admire Ansen's living room with his pockets in his head, and then stood in front of the famous modern picture.

The colors in that painting are gorgeous but not dazzling, and every line seems to emerge from the deepest part of my heart, and it is fascinating to fly up.

Maybe Anson Lorenzo is not just arty, he still has some artistic cells.

Ansen walked over slowly, his eyes traced the young man's focused expression.

"What's your full name?"

"Zhou Chi."

"Are you Chinese? From Hong Kong?" Anson had a gossiping expression.

Zhou Cho tilted his face slightly, his eyes still fixed on the painting, "I grew up in New York."

"Why don't you ask me what MASSIVE's transportation route is? If you ask me, I'll tell you." Anson leaned towards Zhou Choo with a playful smile on his lips.

"What I want to ask is, Mr. Lorenzo, you must have many enemies." Zhou Thou frowned slightly, and suddenly pulled An Sen, "Boss! Get down!"

The famous modern painting exploded, and the roar flooded the entire space.Gwen fell to the ground in an instant.

The hot current rushed from behind Zhou Cho, even at such a critical moment, his reaction was still extremely fast.

The whole villa was shaking, the floor-to-ceiling glass was shattered, and the crystal chandelier above the head fell down, making a sharp and crisp sound when it touched the ground.

When everything calmed down and the bursting air calmed down, Zhou Cho only felt ringing in his ears. Someone turned him over and patted his distracted face.The other party's expression was dignified and tense, and he opened and closed his lips and shouted loudly. After finally focusing, Zhou Cho could see clearly that it was Gwen.

"Head..." Zhou Tuo sat up slowly and patted his ears.The explosion just now was the closest to him, and his ears were so shaken that he couldn't hear anything.Beside him sat Anson on the ground.The man's body was spotless, not even his hair was messed up, as if the explosion just now had nothing to do with him.God knows how many shards of the chandelier would have fallen on this guy if Zhou Cho hadn't been lying on top of him.

"CHOW! Are you okay!" Gwen was very nervous.

Although Zhou Chou couldn't hear what Gwen said clearly, he could understand what he meant by looking at his mouth.

"I'm fine! I'm fine! I just can't hear clearly!" Zhou Cho got up staggeringly, his arm was hurt by the fragments of the chandelier just now to protect Anson, even the back of his leg.

"Don't move! CHOW!" Although these were only skin injuries, the fragments were still stuck in the body, and random movement would only make the injury worse.

"I just want to see." Zhou Tzu frowned, feeling pain in his arms and legs.

Gwen glared at Anson fiercely, "Mr. Lorenzo, I'm going to send my team members to the hospital first. People from other teams will follow up on today's explosion. I ask you to cooperate a little bit."

Anson still sat on the ground and made a "relief" gesture. God knows no one would be reassured about this guy.

Richard lifted Anson carefully from the debris, but Anson's eyes stayed on Zhou Cho's back with interest.

"Richard, to us unscrupulous businessmen, the law enforcement agencies are the cats, and we are the mice. The mice always hide in many holes to avoid direct contact with the cat, but actually playing with the cat is the most interesting thing." Anson raised his eyebrows at Richard and said in a long voice, "If you can, catch me."

Zhou Cho was sent to the nearest hospital. There were almost 27 glass shards taken out of his body. When the doctor told him that he could not take a bath for two weeks, he finally cursed "FUCK!"

His whole body was in pain, and Zhou Chou was injured on duty, so Gwen sent him back to the apartment he rented in New York.

"You kid, give me some peace these days." Gwen did not forget to ask when getting out of the car.

"Understood." Zhou Choo made a "secure" gesture to Gwen, pressed the elevator, and came to his room. The moment he took out the key and inserted it into the doorhole, his body paused slightly, and then covered his waist with one hand With the gun in the room, the other hand opened the door very leisurely.The moment he opened the door, he had already raised his gun.

In the darkness, a playful voice sounded.

"Don't be so nervous, if the wound is opened, I will feel guilty."

"Anson Lorenzo. What are you doing here?" Zhou Thou didn't let go of his guard, still holding his gun.

Anson was sitting on the sofa facing the door, with his legs crossed, and his demeanor was leisurely.

"Of course I came to see you. Without you, I might be killed today."

"You don't need to be too polite, because you haven't mentioned the transportation route of MASSIVE." Zhou Zhao reached out and turned on the light, and the whole room was brightened instantly.

An Sen opposite him raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a bit of evil in his elegant smile.

"Is this how you greet your guests?" Anson smiled comfortably, "You are indeed Gwen's subordinate, look at your expression and Gwen's exactly the same."

Zhou Cho did not relax himself, he had heard of Anson Lorenzo before he was transferred to Gwen's team.The Lorenzo family was an arms dealer who made a fortune during World War II. They have very close ties with the governments of many countries. They have an extraordinary status in that black world. Many other arms families will be courteous when they hear the name Lorenzo.After entering the [-]th century, many arms families have disappeared because of the development of science and technology and because of the use and defense of arms dealers by governments of various countries.But Lorenzo's family is still brilliant, which has to be attributed to Anson's visionary mind.He never offended the government, so much so that they had to ask the Lorenzo family for help in international affairs.The Lorenzo family has invested heavily in weapons research and development in various countries, including some high-tech projects.Keeping pace with the times is Anson's motto.

But this does not mean that Anson is just a shrewd businessman.Zhou Cho doesn't need to imagine how cruel and cruel there is under the glamor on the surface.