Chapter 579: Breaking His Back

This white woman in a Chanel dress is accompanied by two fat middle-aged Mexican women, who should be her nanny servants, helping her carry the big bags of spoils she just bought.

Not long after the group left, the sound of a baby crying came from the stroller. The woman put down the little girl she was holding and bent down to look at the baby in the stroller.

The two middle-aged Mexican women took advantage of the opportunity to stop, stood by and looked around, being attracted by the famous shops on the street.

The little girl who had just been put down looked only three or four years old. Turning her head, she saw a clown holding a balloon smiling at her across the street. Trot over.

The clown was a gimmick for the shop across the street to attract customers. Seeing the little girl running over, he was very friendly to her and even gave her a yellow hydrogen balloon.

The overjoyed little girl was clutching the balloon rope and running back, when a car roared from the other side of Fifth Avenue.

The little girl was frightened all of a sudden, and she couldn't move in the middle of Fifth Avenue, watching several black Cadillacs rushing over!

On a summer afternoon in New York, the skyscrapers on both sides of the most bustling Fifth Avenue in New York City soared into the sky, even blocking part of the sunlight.

The menacing Cadillac approached, and the pedestrians screamed and avoided.

Only a frightened little girl in a warm yellow petticoat stood in the middle of Fifth Avenue holding a yellow balloon, eye-catching and eye-catching.

"Mary! Mary! Help! Please-help!" The woman who bent down to pick up the baby in the stroller finally found her little daughter running to the middle of Fifth Avenue and standing there dumbfounded, while the Caddys Rucker was coming straight at her!

Not only rushed over, but at this time there were gunshots on Fifth Avenue.

Arms with pistols stuck out from the Cadillacs and shot at each other.

Pedestrians on the side of the road immediately understood.

It's New York gangsters fighting with guns and guns!

Old New Yorkers know that Cadillac is almost the standard equipment of gangsters...

In the past few days, New York City is full of military police, trying to catch the so-called "Chinese kidnappers".

However, the New York gangsters suffered heavy losses. They agreed that the New York police deliberately attacked their forces in the name of searching for "Chinese kidnappers".

So the gangsters who have been suffocated these days finally have to let go of their courage and do it again today!

Huo Shaoheng had already dodged behind a telephone booth on the side of the road as soon as he heard the sound of the car, and the frightened little girl was right in front of him!

He stared at the panicked little girl for a second, his figure was faster than his thoughts, and he had rushed out from behind the phone booth.

My arm propped up on the hood of a BMW parked on the side of the road, and my long legs leaped over the front of the car like a hurdle, and ran towards the middle of Fifth Avenue.

Just as he bent down to pick up the little girl, a black Cadillac rushed over from three lanes.

Huo Shaoheng's body flickered, avoiding the two cars on the side, but he couldn't avoid the third car coming from the front!

He only had time to hold the little girl and rolled on the ground, the whole body was almost flat on the ground, tightly protecting the little girl in his arms.

Pedestrians who hid and watched screamed in surprise, some even covered their eyes, unable to bear to see the tragic scene of the two buried under the wheel.

The rushing Cadillac didn't even think about stopping, and drove straight past Huo Shaoheng.

The car rushed to the front in the blink of an eye, and Huo Shaoheng, who was thought to have been crushed to death under the chassis, quickly rolled to a safe place on the side of the street with the little girl in his arms.

He got up with the little girl in his arms, put her in front of the rushing woman, and quickly left Fifth Avenue without saying a word.

The woman in the Chanel suit was so surprised that she hugged her daughter and cried. When she looked up again, she found that the man who had just rescued her daughter had disappeared without a trace.

She was inexplicably moved, and looked around, and found that there was a camera installed at the entrance of the store here, facing the direction of Fifth Avenue.

The woman hurried into the store and asked them to give her the video just now, and she could pay for it, because she wanted to find this kind man and thank him personally for saving her daughter's life.

But when she entered the central control room of the store and saw the video just now, she found that the angle at which the man rescued was just at the dead angle of the camera. Cadillac's license plate, the figure of the man who saved the life just now was invisible.

"What a pity..." The woman shook her head and left the store disappointed.

However, in a room in the tall building opposite, there are more than a dozen high-powered cameras that record all the scenes on this avenue.

In fact, all the main roads in New York City are equipped with such strict cameras, just to find Huo Shaoheng as much as possible.

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Fifteen minutes later, in the building of the CIA's New York branch, a handsome blond man in a black suit sat behind his desk, staring intently at the incoming video.

He touched his perfectly lined jaw thoughtfully, and smiled slightly.

"James, bring me a cup of coffee." The man paused, put his feet on the desk, held the back of his head back, and looked in the direction of the office door with a smile.

Not long after, the office door was pushed open, and a white man in his forties and almost fifty brought him a cup of coffee with a bitter face.

"Director Sean, here is your coffee." He put the coffee on the desk respectfully, and secretly raised his head to glance at the young man, envious eyes flashed across his eyes.

This young man, Sean, was only in his early thirties, already half a grade above his rank.

James spent most of his life in the CIA, and he was promoted to deputy director when he was almost fifty. He thought he would be promoted to the director of the Asia Intelligence Department this year, but a very famous person was parachuted from above, and that was Sean.

Sean graduated from the authentic West Point Military Academy with a bachelor's degree and a master's degree in intelligence. Later, he joined the CIA and worked in Europe for a few years. When he came back, he was already a rising star of the CIA, and he directly became the director of the Asian Intelligence Department that was vacant.

Although a little unhappy, this Sean is really capable. James feels ashamed that he is not as good as others, but he still feels a little uncomfortable with Sean always using him as a servant.

Sean took a sip of the coffee and frowned, "Why put milk and sugar? Remake, I don't like this taste. I want plain black coffee! I can't remember how many times I said it! You are dementia Yet?!"

James was about to cry, so he went out with hatred and made another cup of plain black coffee, and put it in front of Sean.

Sean took another sip before drinking it with satisfaction.

Putting down the coffee cup, Sean still raised his feet and put it on the desk. He proudly asked James, "Have you seen this video? What do you think?"

James glanced at it and saw that it was a video of a white man saving someone from Fifth Avenue. He squeezed his hands together awkwardly and said, "I...I think this man is very brave, powerful, and kind. He Saved the little girl, didn't you?"

"That's it?" Sean slanted his jewel-like blue eyes and looked up and down James, "Tsk tsk, no wonder you are still a deputy at an age. With your eyes, it is flattering for you to be a deputy. You You should serve tea and water and be a cleaner! You should not be a CIA agent!"

humiliation! Cliff is humiliation!

James was trembling with anger, glaring at Sean, clenched his hands into fists, but remained motionless, not daring to do anything to Sean.

Although Sean has not worked with James for a long time, he has already figured out the character of this taciturn old man.

He's just a bum who can't get a fart with three sticks!

Sean sneered, shook his head and said, "Are you angry? Are you not convinced? I'll let you be convinced!"

As Sean said, he reopened the video and showed it to James, "Look at his skill, straddling the front of the car with one hand in front of the hood, hugging the little girl and rolling flat on the spot, shrinking himself under the chassis of the car Don't you feel familiar with this kind of judgment, this angle, this kind of movement?"

"...Familiar? I just think he runs faster and has better luck, just like you, Mr. Sean." James couldn't help laughing at Sean.

Sean let out a "ha" laugh, "James, are you laughing at me? What right do you have to laugh at me! I'm right, you're vice, because I can see things you can't see!" , he pointed to the computer screen, "Look, his jumping with one hand, and rolling on the ground to avoid the oncoming vehicles are standard military actions!"

"Soldier?!" James raised his head sharply, "What soldier? I don't remember our soldiers doing this!"

Before joining the CIA, James was a veteran of the US military.

Sean laughed and slapped the table, "Of course not our soldiers, but soldiers of the Chinese Empire! And it's a standard action for their special forces!"

James' heart skipped a beat. He looked at Sean in surprise, and his tone unconsciously became very respectful: "You know that too?!"

"Of course, since I took over the CIA's Asia Intelligence Division, my research object is the mysterious major general of the Chinese Empire, Huo Shaoheng. I have collected all the news and video recordings since he joined the army. Do you want to see when he was a teacher in Israel? A training clip from the Mossad founder?"

"You can get this too? You are really amazing." James looked at Sean adoringly, "You say yes, I obey you unconditionally."

Sean laughed even louder.

He finally subdued James, the deputy director of the CIA's Asia Intelligence Department, an old fellow. As long as his spine is broken, the entire Asia Intelligence Department in the CIA will bow to him in the future.

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