Confrontation in the abyss

Although Red Scorpion was arrested, this will undoubtedly become the hottest news in the near future. He will be sent to at least [-] countries for trial, but his power will definitely wait for the opportunity, and I am afraid it will cause another disturbance.

The guests who came to the scene were taken away by the New York special police, including Zhou Cho, An Sen and Ai Wa.

"Dean!" When getting into the car, Eva took Zhou Cho's hand.

"It's okay." Zhou Tiao smiled at her.

Eva immediately showed a clear expression.Now that things have happened, it is no longer difficult for Aiwa to expect Zhou Cho to be an undercover agent of Interpol.

An Sen stood not far away, looked at Zhou Cho and smiled playfully, his mouth seemed to say "see you later".

Zhou Cho got into the car. He had a special status. After getting off the car, he was taken to a special office. The only person who came in to talk to him was Leslie.

"I only have instant coffee here."

"Thank you." Zhou Tzu took a breath.

Leslie leaned back in his chair, the steam of coffee between them.

"I think my identity has been exposed. Eva is not a fool, and Anson will not remain silent forever."

"Don't worry, the Red Scorpion is their common enemy. You have helped them take down this difficult opponent, and they won't do anything to you so quickly." Leslie paused for a while, "But you really need to draw as soon as possible." separated."

Zhou Tzu took a deep breath, "Leslie, I'm tired. Even if Dean? Yang can enjoy a luxurious life with good food and wine, but this kind of life is not mine."

"The higher-ups want you to take Gwen's place."

Zhou Cho was stunned, and then laughed: "Gwen is irreplaceable. And... I think it's not suitable for me to return to the organization immediately after I get out of this task."

"Well. Liszt means to arrange a three-month mental recuperation for you."

Zhou Chou squirted out a mouthful of coffee, but Leslie dodged quickly.

"I don't need mental healing, I just want my identity back. I want my face, my name back."

"Aren't you afraid that Anson Lorenzo will trouble you? After all, in the file, Zhou Chou is dead."

"It doesn't matter, if I end up going back to Interpol, it doesn't matter what my name looks like. And as long as he wants, he will find me no matter who I become."

"You are so frank that people don't know what to do." Leslie sighed softly, "I can't let you go too early, are you still Dean? Yang, you need to do a full set of acting. I need some time to arrange a opportunity."

"Okay, I'm hungry, can I order a pizza? I haven't eaten takeaway for a long time." Zhou Cho laughed.

"You miss the taste of the bacon being baked on the bread." Leslie took out her mobile phone and dialed the takeaway number.

Half an hour later, the two were sitting in the office drinking Coke and eating pizza.

"Hey, Leslie, I bet you rarely eat fried chicken, hamburgers and pizza." Zhou Cho chewed very sweetly.

"why?"

"Because you look like the kind of guy who sits in a high-end western restaurant and cuts steaks and drinks red wine. Look at you, you don't know how to take pizza!" Zhou Cho laughed at him.

In fact, Leslie has beautiful fingers, and the way he holds the pizza and slowly puts it in his mouth is elegant.

"These foods are too high in oil and calories."

"But it's very enjoyable to eat." Zhou Cho raised his eyebrows, just as a piece of pizza ham in Leslie's hand fell, Zhou Cho quickly reached out to catch it, "Hehehe! This is the essence, don't waste it!"

And Leslie clasped Zhou Cho's wrist, raised his hand in front of him, lowered his head and picked up the piece of ham with the tip of his tongue, a warm feeling passed over Zhou Cho's palm, and he was about to withdraw his hand when the other But let go early.

"That way it won't go to waste."

Zhou Cho rolled his eyes angrily.

"I said, when can I compete with you? Today I saw you, the director of the information department, wearing a bulletproof vest and carrying a gun. I really want to have a fight with you."

"Okay."

The two chatted until the entire XL pizza was eaten, and Zhou Cho squinted his eyes in satisfaction and leaned back on the chair.

"A little sleepy."

Leslie looked at his watch and said, "It's past three o'clock. You can be let go. I will ask two police officers to escort you back to Young's."

When the car Zhou Zhou was riding in was driving on New York Avenue, he was already feeling sleepy, especially the lights outside the window flashed before his eyes again and again, like an endless cycle.His head was leaning against the back seat and he was yawning, his eyelids extremely heavy.Suddenly, the two police officers beside him became alert and drew their guns.

Zhou Cho woke up suddenly, looked out the window, and saw an extended Lincoln and Zhou Cho's car driving side by side.

The car window rolled down slowly, revealing Anson's side face.

"Relax, it's okay!" Zhou Choo reassured the two nervous police officers.

Anson turned his face and smiled at Zhou Cho. Richard should be driving.There was a sharp tire rubbing sound, and An Sen's car was arrogantly placed in front of Zhou Chou and the others.

The guns that the two police officers were supposed to put in their holsters clenched again.

The car door opened, and Anson walked down slowly.The night wind plucked his hair, which looked extremely beautiful under the colorful lights of New York.

"Hey, Dean."

Zhou Cho was about to get out of the car when the police officers on both sides reached out to stop him.

"Don't worry, he won't do anything to me." Zhou Cho pressed their arms and got out of the car.

"Mr. Lorenzo, I thought everyone was very tired this night. Why don't you go back to rest? I believe that in the next few days, Interpol and other authorities will chat with you."

"Yes, they will ask me the same question over and over again in different ways." Anson walked up to Zhou Chou.

There was neither probing nor mocking in his gaze, it just penetrated softly into Zhou Cho's nerves.

"What's your smell?" Anson touched his nose.

Zhou Choo smiled: "It's pizza. Have you ever eaten it?"

"Eat it a long time ago."

"I thought this smell could smoke you away!"

"I kind of miss the taste of pizza." Anson took a step forward, raised his hand and reached behind Zhou Cho's head.

Zhou Cho couldn't help saying that grabbing An Sen's hand was going to press him to the ground, but the opponent grabbed his wrist instead, strangling it behind him, and Zhou Cho crashed into An Sen's arms.

He almost bit Zhou Thou's lips, his kiss had nothing to do with tenderness or tenderness, it was like magma violently breaking through the bondage.

Zhou Cho stepped back step by step in horror, his shoulder was twisted so painfully that he was about to dislocate.

Zhou Tzu leaned back vigorously, and An Sen's kiss became more and more pressing.

The two police officers held their guns and stood there in a daze. No one expected the development of the matter to be like this. They were dazed for two seconds before rushing forward to pull An Sen and Zhou Choo apart.

"Oh!" Zhou Cho almost fell to the ground, staggered back and bumped into the front of the car, and then stabilized himself.He touched his bitten lip, a burst of anger surged from his chest to his forehead, he stepped forward in two or three steps, and slapped Anson hard on the face.

"What the hell are you doing!" Zhou Zhao glared at each other, and punched him again.

Anson straightened up and dodged backwards. His cheekbones had been bruised by Zhou Choo's beating, but there was still a cynical smile on his lips.

"Taste the taste in your mouth! You had a pizza with bacon, onions, green peppers and cinnamon. You probably drank a Coke."

Zhou Cho gritted his teeth. He didn't want to wonder how Anson knew the taste of the pizza he ate. He turned to the two police officers and said, "Let's go, take me home."

The two police officers retreated step by step into the carriage with their guns raised.

"Hey, Dean. Your luck is very good today, but not necessarily in the future." Anson smiled.

Zhou Cho's car swung past him.

After a long time, An Sen's smile gradually faded, his face turned frosty.He turned and walked into the carriage, leaning against the back of the seat and closing his eyes.

Richard sighed and said, "Sir...you know Dean doesn't like you...do those things to him, why do you have to provoke him?"

Anson snorted softly.

"I don't know." Anson reached out and touched his bruised area, "He shot so hard, I won't be able to see anyone this week."

"Actually, it's not too cruel." Richard said coolly while holding the steering wheel, "It's your luck that he didn't draw his gun."

"Richard, Red Scorpion will be sent to many places for trial. During this period, he will have many chances to escape. I want him to never turn over." Anson said with his eyes closed.

"Understood. He won't live to stand trial."

The night is dissipating, and there is a slight light in the black night sky.

The next morning, the news of Red Scorpion's arrest became the headlines of the major newspapers.His picture occupied the most prominent page in the newspaper, and even Anson was jealous of him when he was holding the newspaper.

I don't know who broke the news to the reporter, Red Scorpion's past evil deeds, and those heinous and bloody deeds were also described vividly.

Red Scorpion also instantly became the number one searched on the Internet.Many people commented on the Internet that people like Red Scorpion should be sentenced to death as soon as possible, and there is no need to send them to various places for trial. This is delaying time.

Zhou Cho lay on the bed, turned off the phone, and unplugged the phone line.

He had a dream, dreaming that he was in the small apartment, talking to Gwen on the phone and cracking eggs in the frying pan.The buzzing prevented him from hearing what Gwen said, as if his daughter had chewed the TV remote again.He smiled, shoveled out the eggs and put them on the plate, cut thin slices of ham and sandwiched them in the toast. This was his breakfast.

When he was going out, he ran into Li Manqin, the female foreign student who lived next door, and the two chatted for a while.Li Manqin smiled brightly and said that she would ask Zhou Choo to help read her thesis when she was free.

Zhou Cho said yes, but he was on a mission that afternoon.He and Mark are on a rooftop to monitor Charles, the former CEO of MASSIVE.They blew a cool breeze all night.

Mark smiled and said, "I really want to eat something at this time."

Zhou Cho handed him a Snickers bar, and then this guy could bite hard enough.

"Hey CHOW, why are you doing Interpol?"

"My first girlfriend became an Interpol, and I want to be by her side."

"Oh, you want to protect her?" Mark patted Zhou Chou's back without taking his eyes off the telescope.

"Yes."

"Where is she now?"

"She's dead."

Mark paused, then patted Zhou Chou's shoulder again.

When the whole night of surveillance was over, Zhou Chou turned on his cell phone and found that it was full of text messages from Li Manqin.She said that she was overwhelmed, and the paper was full of grammatical errors, and she was waiting for Zhou to help.

When Zhou Cho returned to the apartment, it turned out that Li Manqin hadn't slept all night, and her thesis had to be handed in before four o'clock in the afternoon.Li Manqin, with deep dark circles under her eyes and messy hair on top of her head, opened the door and glared at Zhou Choi angrily.Zhou Cho can only say that time is running out and he hasten to revise her thesis.

Zhou Cho didn't want to leave such a life.Even if he has no relatives or lovers, he still has himself.

There was a knock on the door, and Zhou Cho woke up suddenly, only to realize that he was lying on Dean?Yang's room.

"Who?"

"Sir, a man named Marin Homan is here to visit you." The butler's voice sounded.

"Marin?" Zhou Zhao glanced at the electronic clock beside the bed. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, and he had slept for so long.

"Let him sit in the study for a while, and I'll come right away." Zhou Cho got up, washed up and went to the living room.

Today's Marin is wearing a light brown sweater and dark jeans, simple and spiritual.It's just that there is too much uneasiness in his eyes.Zhou Zhao knew why he came.

"Marin." When Zhou Chou pronounced his name, the young man's eyes fell on him eagerly.

"Mr. Yang..." Marin stood up, "Did Red Scorpion really be arrested? You also attended the dinner mentioned in the newspaper news..."

"Yes, I was at the dinner party last night. Red Scorpion was indeed arrested."

A few seconds after Zhou Chou's voice fell, Marin's stiff back relaxed.Zhou Zhao knew that Red Scorpion was like a nightmare to Marin.

"He was really arrested?" Marin's voice trembled, staring into Zhou Cho's eyes.

"real."

After Zhou Zhou finished speaking, Marin's throat choked up, and tears fell on the table.

Taking a breath, Zhou Thou walked over and rubbed Marin's head vigorously, "It's okay, Marin...From now on, you have to live your own life. Don't let the red scorpion control you anymore. "

"Thank you! Mr. Yang! Thank you so much!" Marin quickly burst into tears.

"I heard that your work has participated in Yang's next season's design selection, are you sure you will be selected?"