In a different world, sitting on the banks of the Seine, enjoying the peacefulness of the years, don't have a feeling.

After reviewing today's actions, Zhou Zhen was quite satisfied with the whole process, and there was no room for improvement.

But he was not proud of it, but rather worried.

Because he feels that he is less and less like a person.

Relying on the powerful computing power of the biological computer, every step he took, every shot he fired, was precisely calculated.

He doesn't make mistakes, he can quickly find the perfect route in any environment, and he doesn't give his opponent a chance.

But he is less and less like a person, like a machine.

There is only one thing that Zhou Zhen is very pleased with, that is, he is mainly dominated by emotions, not by interests.

Mark this out in your heart, and be more vigilant in the future.

At this moment, a car stopped on the road between the cafe and the Seine, and a familiar figure got out of the car.

Keen Crowder, Brian's original friend, an agent who turned into a civilian and then fell.

Zhou Zhen's gaze scanned around, and immediately found a few more cars on the street, and a sniper spot was set up in the distance.

Still too anxious, if Keane reappears after the encirclement is set up, he may bring some passivity to himself.

But now, such an ambush circle can't deal with him at all.

Zhou Zhen got up and came to the bar, pretending to ask for another cup of coffee, avoiding the sight of the sniper.

Keane came behind Zhou Zhen. "Brian, why don't you tell your old friends when you come to Paris?"

"Because I don't want to have anything to do with a black policeman..." Zhou Zhen turned around and looked at Keane who was a little surprised. It's all dirty."

Keane hurriedly wanted to turn off the intercom on his chest. As soon as he raised his hand, Zhou Zhen flicked his elbow and his arm dropped.

"A kidnapping group specifically targets single girls traveling to Paris. Don't say you don't know. But why did dozens or hundreds of girls disappear silently?

I just came out of the house at No. 10 Paradise Street. You, Keen Crowder, and the Macon police officer, you acted as the umbrella of the Moco Group. I have seen all these evidences. "

"You talk nonsense..."

The action team is not affiliated with him, the Wenzhi police officer. One of Keane's worst mistakes today is to deliberately appear as a negotiator.

Now their words were heard by everyone else, and he definitely did not end well.

"Kean, I know you very well, as you used to know me very well. However, you don't know how strong a father's anger was when he learned that his daughter had been kidnapped and was injected with drugs by a silver selling syndicate, and then controlled the silver selling.

Therefore, I am not a law-abiding agent, but an angry father and an avenger.

I'm here to help you clean up those scum in France, and let them know that this world cannot tolerate their scum. "

"No, you can't do anything, you'll be sitting in prison in France."

"This sentence is what I want to tell you... Keane, goodbye!"

Before he finished his words, Zhou Zhen kicked it out, and Keane was like a human-shaped cannonball, kicked by Zhou Zhen, flew five or six meters away, and landed on the car he had just gotten off.

Zhou Zhen has been merciful, and is aiming at his thigh. From now on, his thigh will be abolished, but he is still alive after all.

Zhou Zhen entered the cafe, which was located on the corner of the street, with two facades facing the street.

Zhou Zhen jumped out from the other door of the cafe. It was an alley, not in the sight of a sniper.

Two policemen approached oncomingly, saw Zhou Zhen running out quickly, and quickly took out his guns. "Don't move...Ah!"

They didn't expect Zhou Zhen's speed to be so fast. Before the gun was taken out, Zhou Zhen grabbed the shoulders of the two of them, causing them to bump into each other.

Then they took out two of their guns, unloaded the bullets, and threw them aside.

They are policemen, not people within Zhou Zhen's scope of revenge. Zhou Zhen will not be unscrupulous, and will not be conscientious and cruel to them.

Conscience can't get through.

He must have a bottom line in his heart that can persist, otherwise, the greater the ability, the greater the damage he can cause.

The policemen who came from other directions all pulled out their guns, and everyone onlookers was in an uproar, but Zhou Zhen quickly rushed into the gate of a courtyard.

When the police came after him, Zhou Zhen had already jumped onto the roof.

The houses in Paris were planned more than one hundred years ago, and most of them are houses of about five stories, and then a courtyard with a courtyard, and a small garden in the middle.

The roof here is continuous, Zhou Zhen quickly came to the end of the block from the roof, and then came down from the roof, melting into the crowd like an ordinary tourist.

Zhou Zhen's mood is also very relaxed, just like an ordinary tourist, walking one block westward, and then passing the Alexander III Bridge to the right bank.

After strolling outside the Grand Palais in Paris, Zhou Zhen walked back to the Place de la Concorde to play around. When the sun went down and the lanterns rose, he walked to the eighth district on the west side.

Louis Street, this is a prosperous high-end commercial area, Zhou Zhen first found the home of St. Galli, this is a luxurious courtyard, Zhou Zhen sneaked in, but he was not at home.

Then, without disturbing anyone, he jumped out again and started looking for the auction building that appeared in the movie.

Half an hour later, he found a private club that met the standards.

From the guard at the door, Zhou Zhen recognized that they had appeared in the movie, and this is it.

Through the window, Zhou Zhen glanced at the drunk gold fan inside, and couldn't help but sneer.

He sat by the flower bed outside, took out an armed belt from the space, and tied it around his waist.

Afterwards, he inserted the magazines in rows in the armed belt so that he could change the magazines at any time.

Finally, he checked the two guns again, took out an anti-terrorist hood, and put it on his head.

No matter how "noble" things he did, he always had to hide his face, just like those bad politicians with sores on their heads and pus on the soles of their feet, and they also use benevolence and righteousness to disguise themselves.

Everything was prepared, he stood up, pulled down the hood, and then walked towards the door step by step with guns in both hands.

The two guards guarding the gate first spotted him, but before they could react, Zhou Zhen had already raised his guns and snapped two shots.

The gunshot suddenly sounded, everyone in the hall was shocked, and then they saw Zhou Zhen dressed as a terrorist.

There was a panic in the hall quickly, and the elegant ladies who were usually screamed hysterically now.

The men and women were busy hiding, only a few bodyguards did not panic, they also took out their pistols.

When Zhou Zhen entered the hall, it took only one second to distinguish all more than one hundred people, and only seven were threatening.

He raised his hand, and the raised muzzle was subjected to ballistic analysis, and there was no deviation. Before everyone had reacted, seven bullets killed seven bodyguards.

The others had no guns and no threats. Zhou Zhen ignored them at all and walked towards the stairs on the right side of the hall.

Of course he knew that the auction house was in the basement, but there was no auction today, and Jin should have been injected with drugs upstairs.

There is a more important point. His main purpose is to kill, and saving his daughter is only incidental.

Seeing Zhou Zhen walking up the stairs with his back to him, a man lying next to the dead bodyguard wanted to pick up the gun dropped by the bodyguard, but Zhou Zhen shot it away before his hand touched the gun.

At this time, no one wanted to try to resist anymore.

St. Galli was not found in the lobby on the first floor, but such a movement had already disturbed him.

Under the protection of two bodyguards, he appeared at the door of a room on the first floor. As soon as the two bodyguards showed their faces, they were killed by two bullets before the situation was clearly observed.

St. Kerry didn't have a word of nonsense, and quickly retracted.

Zhou Zhen jumped down from the stairs, looked back twice, and killed the two bodyguards who showed up on the second floor.

No matter how good his skills are, when Zhou Zhen has the holographic biological computer assistance, even if he only shows his face for less than a second, Zhou Zhen can seize a fleeting opportunity.

Therefore, when there are obstacles, this asymmetrical battle is useless no matter how large the number of people is.

The door to the room was closed again and locked from the inside. This kind of sandwiched steel gate is not something that a pistol can handle.

Zhou Zhen gasped slightly and kicked the door abruptly. The door was kicked open by Zhou Zhen with a bang. The door was strong, but the door lock couldn't bear the force.

With a kick out, Zhou Zhen lowered his center of gravity and stood steady with a forward lunge. Then the three people in his field of vision, before they could react, were shot by Zhou Zhen.

There was only one Saint Jiali holding a phone in the room, looking at Zhou Zhen with a look of horror. "I can give you whatever you want."

"Where is the girl who shipped from the Albanian today?"

Seeing Zhou Zhen's request, he immediately gained some confidence. "You know, it's all business...we don't have hatred!"

Zhou Zhen didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and negotiated with himself. He found the wrong person.

What should he say if he wants to organize himself, Zhou Zhenyang shot a shot from his temple and opened his skull.

Zhou Zhen turned around and saw that the people in the hall were almost running, and the sound of an alarm sounded outside.

He didn't care at all, and walked up the stairs step by step at the best frequency.

Under Zhou Zhen's induction, it was clear whether there was anyone in the room, which saved him a lot of time.

Soon, he found his daughter Jin lying on the bed in a room on the fourth floor.

Jin was vaguely tortured by drugs, but because she was a virgin and wanted to be auctioned for a good price, she was not harmed.

Seeing Jin's appearance, Zhou Zhen's heart felt tenderness. This tenderness definitely did not belong to him, but the original owner Brian.

A man's voice came from the corridor. "Mr. Bryan Mills, this is Miriam Le Pen from the Ministry of the Interior, can we talk."