Mexico's capital, Mexico City, in the luxurious manor of the Gabriel family.

　　The second son of the Gabriel family, Hupus Gabriel, looks like a fool, looking at the old man on the hospital bed in front of him with a tube full of pipes.

　　 "The old man is like this, let's not take revenge yet, what is the face of our Gabriel family, and how should we gang up on the road in the future?"

　　 The loyal dark thin butler calmly said: "Master, please keep your voice down. Master needs a quiet rest now."

　　 "How can I whisper, seeing the old man become like this, the fire in my heart... I can't wait to leave and rush to the United States, and blow up those **** bastards."

　　 "Your wish, the master approved." The butler handed a letter to Hupus, "This is his secret order. As long as you complete this task, you will inherit the Gabriel family in the future."

　　 Hupus's face changed drastically, and he looked at the letter in the butler's hand in surprise. After a while, he hurriedly took the letter, opened and pulled out the paper inside:

　　 "1. Eliminate the family traitors who betrayed Edmund;"

　　 "2, kill the NIA agent who captured Edmund!"

　　 "Just these two tasks?" Hupus raised the paper, disdainfully, "Simple, I will take people to the United States."

　　 The housekeeper leaned slightly: "Then the master will wait for the good news from you, the second young master."

　　 Hupus happily turned and left. After a while, the old man who had been lying motionless in the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes.

　　 Those old eyes, which were somewhat muddy, shot fierce and fierce light at this time.

　　 The old man made a gesture to the housekeeper, the housekeeper nodded, took out his cell phone and dialed a certain number.

　　***

　　 New York City, Brooklyn, in a luxurious single-family villa.

　　 Mr. Smith, who had escaped from the dead, was wrapped in a blanket tightly all over his body, curled up on the bed, sneezing vigorously. A beautiful blonde woman walked into the bedroom with a cup of hot water and whispered, "Da Lang, it's time to drink medicine!"

　　 Smith raised his head difficultly: "Wait for my brother Wu Song to come back..."

　　 ahem... It was a play.

　　 The actual situation is that Mrs. Smith put a water cup on the bedside, and smiled: "Who would have thought you could fall into the river? God bless you if it's okay. It's all trivial to catch a cold."

　　 Smith held his wife’s small hand and smiled bitterly: "Jane, I have disturbed the arrangements for the wedding anniversary and didn’t buy a gift from you. I’m so sorry."

　　 "What are you talking about, your safe return is the best gift." Mrs. Smith kissed her husband on the forehead, got up and smiled, "I'm going to work, you have to be good at home by yourself."

　　 Smith smiled bitterly: "I'm like this, what else can I do?"

Seeing his wife leave the house, Smith struggled to take out a cell phone from the secret compartment of the bedside table and dialed a very complicated number: "Hey, it's me...what's the matter? Don't ask, anyway, I said. You don't believe it... I know that the target has come to New York, and I won't miss it this time... Aye..."

　　 Hanging up, Smith trembling hands, picked up the water glass, and swallowed the pills.

　　 While the charm still exists, Mrs. Smith, who has an exploding body, drove to Manhattan. After all, in name, she is the president of a women's clothing design company.

　　 After entering the company through an independent elevator. A subordinate hurried over and said in a low voice: "Jane, the boss on Line 1, seems to be in a hurry."

　　 Jane nodded and walked quickly into a sealed single room. A blue light fell from the sky, and after scanning her whole body, a blurred image appeared on the screen inlaid on the wall.

It is also an electronic voice that can’t distinguish between men and women: “Jane, there is a task that needs to be handled by you personally. I have sent the details to the internal mailbox. Remember, be accurate, but you must keep a low profile. Recently, I have been watching New York. , A little too much."

　　 Jane nodded without talking nonsense, and went straight out of the secret room. The subordinates who had been waiting aside handed over a folder: "This is the goal of this mission."

　　 Jane opened the folder and frowned slightly: "A NIA agent?"

　　***

　　 In the private hospital under the Vigo family, Xie Lun looked through the glass at the sleeping twin sisters in the ward. A gray-haired old man with a cane, accompanied by a few bodyguards, walked over quickly.

　　 "Hehe, let me guess. This young and handsome boy is probably the second father of my daughters, Agent Sharon?"

　　 The old man opened his arms first, hugged Xie Lun tightly, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Agent, thank you for not only saving my son, but also for saving the daughters I think I have already lost. Thank you..."

　　 Xie Lun was neither humble nor arrogant, with a calm smile on his face and said: "Mr. Vigo, you are too polite, this is what the NIA agent should do."

　　 "No, no, no...Thank you, agent, my unsuccessful son has told me what happened. To be honest, in that situation, only a real hero can rescue people intact."

　　 Vigo held Xie Lun's hand tightly, nodded and said, "And I think people are always very accurate. Agent Xie is definitely that kind of hero."

　　 Xie Lun took out his hand calmly and smiled: "You, a billionaire, praise me so much, and I will be proud."

　　 Vigo laughed loudly and waved back. A bodyguard immediately took out a black envelope from his arms and placed it in Vigo's hand respectfully.

Vigo inserted the envelope into the pocket of Xie Lun's shirt and said with a smile: "The supreme VIP card is unique. With this card, in all the industries under my family's name, each consumption is less than US$100,000~lightnovelpub.net ~ Both are free. There is no usage. As long as my Vigo family does not go bankrupt, then this card will always be valid."

　　 The corner of Xie Lun's eyes twitched slightly, and he smiled bitterly, "Mr. Vigo, why are you so? This gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

　　 "This is just a little bit of our father and daughter, Agent Xie must not refuse!"

　　 "Then... well, then I would be disrespectful."

　　 The two foxes, the old and the young, looked at each other and smiled.

　　 After the preliminary transaction was concluded, Xie Lun turned to look at the ward and asked softly: "Then Mr. Vigo, I hope you don't mind. That is, are you sure these two girls are really your daughters?"

　　 Vigo's face did not change at all, and he chuckled softly: "The DNA results came out ten minutes ago. It is certain that they are Alice and Alice."

　　 Xie Lun also laughed: "Really? Then I can rest assured. Mr. Vigo, I have something to do, so don't bother."

　　 "Since Agent Xie has official duties, I won't stay more. I believe we will see each other often in the future."

　　 Looking at the back of Xie Lun in the distance, Vigo's eyes flashed, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 After Xie Lun drove away from the hospital, he handed a small envelope to Tina: "Give you a task to find an appraisal agency to test the three hairs inside to see if there is any blood relationship."

　　 Tina took the envelope and frowned, "Whose hair is this?"

　　 "The two long ones belonged to my twin sisters before I came to New York. And the short white hair I got from the old man Vigo just now."

　　 "Didn't Vigo do DNA testing?"

　　 "I did it, but to be on the safe side, I think I should do it again."