Chapter 485

The woman raised the window and looked at Sharon proudly. The look seemed to say, "how's it going? Much better than you? "

Sharon was a little palpitating. She turned her head and looked back. At the moment when the woman raised her gun, Sharon felt bad. She immediately showed her ability and created the tragedy of jeep overturning. In fact, the people sitting in the jeep have a fracture at most, and their lives will not be in danger.

"All right, don't look. They won't catch up in a short time."

The woman also thought that Sharon was worried about chasing soldiers and couldn't help sneering.

The sports car sped off the road and got into the dark path.

Sharon touched the core in his arms and seemed very worried. After confirming that he was still there, he slightly vomited and turned to look at the woman: "I didn't expect that Owen was still waiting for me after so many days."

The woman sneered, "Owen, wait. I don't know. Anyway, I've received the money and have to wait there for a week. As long as someone can escape within seven days, no matter who it is, I will save people. "

"So you're a mercenary, not Owen's man?" Sharon frowned. "Look at your skill, it's quite powerful, but there's no information about you in the international mercenaries?"

The woman disdained to sneer and said, "there are many mercenaries in the world, can you still remember?"

"Of course I can't remember, but there are only a few experts. I'm still a little impressed." Sharon stared at the woman's expression and smiled, "not to mention a beautiful woman like you, I remember better."

"Shut your mouth, agent. Your routine may be useful for young girls, but it won't work for me." The woman snorted, "I just take money to do things. As for the resentment between you and Owen, I'm not interested in it."

Sharon smiled: "shut up, can you just tell your name?"

The woman stared at Sharon with a cold face and stopped talking. Sharon smiled proudly, hugged the core in her arms, lay lazily on the seat and didn't say a word.

Gradually, there are fewer and fewer high-rise buildings on both sides of the road, replaced by low and dilapidated buildings.

Obviously, the women are driving towards the suburbs.

When the fish belly appeared white in the sky, the woman finally stopped by the roadside. At this time, there were no ordinary buildings on both sides of the road. There were only a few rows of bungalows left. Looking at the broken appearance, it was estimated that no one had lived for a long time.

There are no asphalt roads, only rugged dirt roads. When I lowered the window, a stench came to my face immediately, with something burning in it.

Sharon quickly raised the window again and looked suspiciously at the woman. The woman stretched out her hand to the side and said coldly, "Owen's people are waiting for you there. You can get off now."

"Are you sure it's here?"

"Nonsense."

Sharon looked at the plastic bags flying in the wind outside the window and pursed her lips. As soon as she put her hand on the door handle, she suddenly turned her head and said to the woman, "are you really sure you remember the address correctly?"

The woman simply pulled out the desert eagle, pointed to Sharon's head and shouted impatiently: "get out!"

"OK!"

Sharon got out of the car very quickly and waved at the woman: "have a nice trip, beauty. Be careful when you go back. The traffic police check the car."

The woman resisted the impulse of hitting Sharon to death with her foot on the accelerator, backed up quickly, then drifted, rolled up a stream of smoke and dust, and drove away like running away.

"It's rude not to say goodbye."

Sharon shook her head, held the core, and walked in the direction of the woman. Soon he found that this place was actually a large dump.

From time to time, there are ashes left by burning garbage in the dump, and some ashes are still emitting green smoke, which also explains why it stinks here.

Sharon, barefoot, holding the core, braved the cold wind in the early morning and endured the pungent stench, stood waiting in the dump. In this way, until the sun rose, Sharon's stomach was chattering for a long time, and a white extended Lincoln came unsteadily.

When the door opened, a strong black man with a submachine gun leaned out of the car and waved to Sharon.

Sharon bowed his back and ran all the way. Before the black man reacted, he slipped into the car and complained angrily: "Why are you so late? Have you brought me breakfast? Fark, I'm starving to death standing here for so long... Ah, it's great to have wine and sandwiches. "

With that, he grabbed the wine glass and sandwich in the hand of the man sitting opposite, and ate and drank directly.

Both the black man standing at the door of the car and the strong man sitting in the car were stunned.

What happened?

Is this the enemy you want to escort, or the boss you need to protect, so familiar?

But at least they were well-trained and soon recovered. The black man sat back in the car, closed the door and pointed a submachine gun at Sharon. The other man held out his hand and said coldly, "what does the boss want?"

Sharon ate the sandwich in two or three bites, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then wiped his hands with his clothes, and finally handed the core from his arms.

The man took it over, looked over and over, and nodded at the black man. The black man immediately narrowed his eyes. Just as his finger on the trigger was about to force, Sharon suddenly shouted, "are you really sure this thing can work?"

The man's face changed instantly. He reached out and grabbed Sharon's collar and shouted, "what do you mean?"

"Look carefully, idiot." Sharon disdained to smile. "Didn't you find that there was a little thing missing from the core? A very, very important little thing. "

The man picked up the core again and checked it carefully. Soon, he pressed his finger at a certain position of the core, and a slot immediately popped up.

The slot is empty.

"Fark!"

The man almost hit the core on Sharon's face and said angrily, "where's the chip? Where did you hide the core chip? "

In the man's roar, the black man put the muzzle of his gun against Sharon's temple.

Sharon did not change her face. "Where's Juliet?"

The man looked at Sharon deeply. After a while, he sat back, took out a small glass bottle from the nearby car refrigerator and handed it to Sharon: "drink it."

Sharon took it over and turned left and right. "What's that?"

The man said coldly“ If you still want to see your woman, drink it. "

He pointed back at the top of his finger: "drink in front of it."

Above his head, there was a camera facing Sharon.

Sharon shrugged, unscrewed the glass bottle, made a toast to the camera, and then drank it up. After he finished, he gave a few mouthfuls, shook his head and said, "it's sour. It's not good to drink at all..."

Before the words fell, he tilted his head to the side and fell asleep.

In this way, the man was not at ease. After the black man covered Sharon's head with a black hood, he ordered to drive.

A few hours later, Sharon's mask was roughly pulled off. He pretended to sleep all the time, blinking "sleepy eyes" and looking around.

Although he knows where he is, he has to act after all.

It seems that this is an abandoned factory house, surrounded by rusty machine tools. In front of him stood a blonde man who was not tall, strong and had typical Germanic characteristics.

"Owen Davian!"

Sharon recognized the man at a glance.

Owen played with the core in his hand, looked at Sharon who was staring at him, and smiled darkly: "agent Ethan, I only give you one chance. Where is the chip of this core?"