Chapter 31

NIA's Arizona division is tightly confined underground. There are two people in the room where there should be only one prisoner.

One was lying in bed, wrapped in a mummy like Edmund Gabriel. The other man deliberately sat in the shadow and covered his face.

"That bastard yellow monkey, I must kill him, I must kill his family!"

Looking at Edmund lying in bed and excited, the mysterious man laughed: "don't think about it. The boy's background is not simple. You can't move now."

"What about you?" Edmund said fiercely, "it's not easy to kill that boy with the strength of your organization?"

"We can get rid of him, but it's not necessary because the follow-up cleaning work is too troublesome."

Edmund snorted, "if I don't go back, my father won't cooperate with you."

"Yes, but fortunately your father is not the only son like you."

Edmund stared: "what do you... What do you want to do? I warn you, if I die, my father will avenge me... "

The mysterious man directly put his hand over Edmund's mouth and said with a smile, "don't get excited, young master. Don't worry, we promised to let you live, we won't let you die. But considering that you may spend the rest of your life in prison, it's better to keep your mouth shut forever. "

While talking, he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, aimed it at Edmund's face and sprayed it hard

***

Sharon drove his Cadillac bulletproof SUV down the road. After more than half a month, he was finally free.

In fact, for more than half a month, Sharon spent more time writing reports in addition to recovering from injury. No way, I don't know what happened. After the Edmund and the female agent were taken back to the Arizona branch, they soon became insane and became fools.

Considering that Edmund and the female agent were seriously injured, some people in NIA thought that Sharon was too cruel and broke their brains.

In addition, Sharon's record is too abnormal. A man swept through a convoy of 20 or 30 militants. It sounds like it was played in a movie.

Anyway, for various reasons, Sharon had to accept inquiries and submit written reports frequently, which almost drove him crazy.

Fortunately, in the face of irrefutable evidence and Hollis's support, Sharon was finally cleared and won a reward of $200000.

In fact, Sharon is not satisfied with this bonus. After all, he earned 20 million "sponsorship" for the Bureau. In the end, they only rewarded themselves 200000, which is too stingy, isn't it?

However, his arm could not twist his thigh. Moreover, Hollis comforted him that the $20 million looked too much. Each department could not raise much. It was very good to lose 200000 in the end.

So Sharon can only scold the corruption of the American government while driving back to the next task.

Well, while Sharon is on his way, let's briefly talk about his personal situation.

First of all, the personal level has not changed. The experience value is stuck at 430450. It's almost upgraded.

The second is skills. Because 100 points were directly rewarded in the last task, Sharon opened a low-level treasure chest and obtained a new passive skill.

[passive skill: low level car shooting technique. When using this shooting technique, the closer you are to the target, the higher the accuracy, and the maximum increase will not exceed 50%.]

It is also a very practical skill.

The so-called car shooting technique is simply the shooting technique used by Marshal bikinu Reeves in the film "fast pursuit". First, shoot two shots at the enemy's trunk, hit the "stiff" effect, and then burst the head to make up the knife.

Of course, in fact, this shooting technique contains a lot of theories and requires a lot of practical practice.

Therefore, during this half month, Sharon spent all his time on the training ground except writing reports. In addition to mastering car shooting skills as soon as possible, it is also to improve their shooting accuracy.

Although passive skills will improve your shooting accuracy, you deviated from the target by 10 meters. After 50% improvement, you deviated by 5 meters. Isn't it the same as not hitting the target?

After this short period of crazy training, although Sharon did not become a sharpshooter, he can shoot his head with a pistol within 20 meters with various passive skill effects. Within 100 meters, hand-held rifles can shoot without miss.

New Mexico is almost deserted in the Gobi desert.

If it weren't for the sign hanging next to it, Sharon wouldn't believe it. In front of her, this place comparable to a garbage dump is actually a gas station.

However, the coordinates provided by the system are here. Sharon can only get off and check it. She shook the bell hanging on the refueling equipment twice and knocked on the rusty oil gun. Sharon wondered whether it could still be used normally.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth came out and didn't have a good way: "how much oil?"

There is no self-service refueling function in the United States, and even some states have special laws that force refueling to pass through the staff of gas stations. But looking at the environment of this place, Sharon really didn't dare to refuel. God knows whether what came out of the oil gun was gasoline or gutter oil.

Xie Lun coughed and held out his hand first: "Hello, I'm just lost and want to ask the way."

Unexpectedly, the man looked at Sharon's outstretched hand and stepped back two steps vigilantly: "ask for directions? I don't have this kind of service here. If you don't refuel, get out of here and don't bother me. "

Then the man's hand touched his back.

Sharon didn't care about the man's attitude. After all, in such a desolate place, I'm afraid I've been fed to the wolf for a long time.

"Well, I'll add a hundred dollars, but I don't add the car, but in the oil bucket."

Sharon pulled out a bill and shook it at the man.

The man hesitated. After a while, he leaned over carefully. Put one hand behind his back and the other hand to pick up the money: "you provide the oil bucket yourself, but I don't have it here."

At the moment he took the money, they lifted their fingertips gently, and then... The system didn't respond at all.

"Isn't it him?"

Xie Lun gently raised his eyebrows and said, "well, since you don't even provide this service, I'll ask for some information. Is that always OK?"

The man shook the money in his hand: "I can only ask one question."

Sharon held out his hand, thought for a moment, and said with a smile, "so... Is there any exciting place nearby? For example, have you often died or disappeared? "

Before the words fell, the man's face had changed greatly. He pulled out his hand hidden behind him, holding a revolver in his hand.

"Bang Bang..."

The man welcomed Sharon's three shots back faster, harder and more accurate than him.

As the man was knocked down, the bushes in the distance gave a "whoop" roar, and a dark figure suddenly rushed out of it and disappeared in the blink of an eye.