Chapter 971 River Water

This was an accident. Yang Yi didn't want to buy Clint's car back because it would take too long, but he didn't expect that the car he bought was actually the one Clint sold.

In fact, Yang Yi was still asking. After learning that the collector who sold the car bought it from a middleman, he didn't even think about Clint's car.

But it was a beautiful accident.

"Look at your car. It can only belong to you. I hope you will like this gift."

Clint put his hand on the hood and said with a look of obsession: "I like it. I thought I would never see her again, but...if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to sell her."

Yang Yi could only shrug and said: "Well, I can only say sorry, and can you return the ID to me?"

Clint raised his head, and after taking a few deep breaths, he handed over Yang Yi's ID and said, "Are you really the CIA?"

Yang Yi took the certificate with a smile and said, "It's guaranteed to be genuine."

"Are you actually the CIA?"

Clint still looked in disbelief, Yang Yi said softly: "I'm sorry, I was on a secret mission at the time."

Clint nodded and said, "For Brian? Oh, Falk, you don't need to explain, don't say anything."

Yang Yi could only smile in return.

Clint looked at Yang Yi, and then he said in a deep voice: "If you came here to give me this car, then you have done it, and you can leave now. I don't want to have too much contact with you. , I won’t say thank you to you, but I won’t hate you in the future, so let’s just treat it as even, okay?”

Yang Yi smiled and said: "Don't you invite me to come in and sit down?"

Clint shook his head, and then he whispered: "No, I have to go to work. It's hard to find a job now. It was very difficult for me to find a job as a night security guard. I can't lose this job again. "

Yang Yi smiled, but walked towards Clint's house, and then he said as he walked: "No, I have to go to your house to sit for a while, man, I have something to tell you, as for you work, trust me, you don’t have to worry too much.

Clint fell behind instead, and he hurriedly caught up, but he didn't know whether to stop Yang Yi from entering.

While Clint was hesitating, Yang Yi had already arrived at the door. Clint could only shout loudly: "Honey, open the door, we are going in, don't shoot!"

Yang Yi stopped, and Clint opened the door first, and then he made a sign to Yang Yi to come in.

Yang Yi walked in, and a haggard-looking woman stood behind the sofa with a shotgun in her hand, looking very nervous.

Yang Yi smiled and nodded to the hostess, and then he said to Clint: "Is this your wife? Hello, nice to meet you. I am Clint's friend."

Clint said to his wife: "Put the gun away, he didn't mean any harm, didn't he call the police?"

After finishing speaking, Clint reluctantly said to Yang Yi: "Please sit down."

Yang Yi sat down and looked around Clint's house. Then he smiled and said, "Your home is very nice. Where are the children? I remember you have two children. Are they not at home?"

Clint said in a deep voice: "They are upstairs. If you need anything, please tell me immediately. I'm almost late for work."

Yang Yi pondered for a moment, and then he slowly said to Clint: "Now you know that I am the CIA, but when I was in prison, I was kicked in. I was very helpless. , and you are good to me."

Clint said coldly: "It's nothing, it's just out of a little affection for my fellow friends."

Yang Yi smiled, and then he said in a deep voice: "Yeah, it's nothing to you, but it's very important to me. At that time, I needed good treatment from my friends. Well, the food in prison is really It’s terrible.”

"Yeah, it's impossible for a prisoner to eat too well."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "How many hamburgers have I eaten from you? In prison, hamburgers are a good thing. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to buy hamburgers if I had money, right? I think there must be a hundred hamburgers, And fried chicken, well, and pizza, when I was a prisoner I really looked forward to the days when you were on duty, because I could eat what I wanted, and that was really a treat."

Clint is indeed a friendly person in nature, and he wants to keep distance from Yang Yi, but Yang Yi really talks about the past, and Clint's heart begins to soften.

"Yes, at that time... I actually really enjoyed chatting with you, not just because of racing."

Yang Yi smiled and said: "Actually, I lied to you. I have never liked Nascar racing, nor that team."

Clint smiled bitterly. At this moment, his wife said nervously: "Clint! It's time for you to go to work!"

Clint waved his hand to Yang Yi with some embarrassment and whispered: "If you want to chat with me, maybe you can come back tomorrow. I really should go to work now."

Yang Yi exhaled. He reached into his clothes and took out a check folder. He opened the check folder and slowly tore off a check. Then he said in a deep voice: "This is cash from Bank of America." For checks, I specially opened an account at the Los Angeles branch of Bank of America and deposited some money to make it easier for you to pay cash."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yi put the check on the coffee table, and then he said slowly: "This is one million U.S. dollars. You can take it to the bank and exchange it for cash at any time. Don't worry, no tax bureau will come to you to collect it." Taxes, the money is clean and you don’t have to worry about anyone getting in trouble with you again.”

When Clint's wife heard the number one million, she finally put down the gun.

The gun actually fell to the ground because Clint's wife covered her mouth with her hands in surprise.

Yang Yi pushed the check forward and pushed it in front of Clint, and then he said in a deep voice: "I don't know what you want to do after you get the money. Everything is your freedom, but I suggest you don't do the night shift security job. Now, find a job you like, such as a police officer. Well, there will be no more stains on your resume. If you want, I will say hello to the local police station, and I have a way to make them accept you."

Clint took the check with a dull look on his face. He looked at the numbers on it, and then said with a blank look on his face: "Why?"

Yang Yi sighed softly and said: "There are not many opportunities for me to owe a favor, and there are not many people who can make me feel that I owe something, and you are one of them. I owe you a favor, man, so I am willing to repay your kindness with the greatest kindness.”

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, but for Yang Yi, the key is that for Yang Yi now, if others give him a drop of water, he will repay him with a river.