However, as soon as Shangguan Gao Fei had reached out, the two CIA agents suddenly put their hands in his chest and stood up and walked quickly.

Suddenly, Shangguan Gao Fei's expression was tense, her action could not help but linger, her eyes flashed with hesitation. If she shoots a gun now, she may not be able to kill two experienced CIA agents, and it is likely to affect herself. Good sister and Song Yan.

If she didn't pull out the gun, she would just grab it.

Just before he hesitated, the two CIA agents had come over and took a black pistol from his arms and aimed at Shangguan Gao Fei.

The white middle-aged man said with a serious expression: "Ms. Shangguan, we are CIA agents. You are suspected of leaking the national intelligence of the State of Mi, which has already constituted a crime of espionage. Please come back to us for investigation and hope you can cooperate."

As soon as this word came out, Shangguan Gao Fei's expression changed greatly, but immediately, the whole person became extremely decadent, and Murong Xinyue stared at his good sister with amazement. The CIA actually found his good sister, or Because of espionage? She felt a little unacceptable.

Only Song Yong looked as usual, and even picked up a tea cup to take a sip.

Seeing this scene, the black detective couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Hey boy, be disciplined, I hope you don't have extra moves, otherwise, I would think you would threaten us, so I have the right to kill you!"

Rice is a country that cannot help but guns, so when the police and other law enforcement agencies enforce the law, no suspect can have any unnecessary actions. Once the law enforcement officials believe that the suspects have threatened their lives, they have the right to kill on the spot.

Of course, the black CIA agent did not really think that Song Kun could threaten them, but simply disliked his calmness and deliberately provoked.

Song Yan ignored the threat of the black CIA agent, continued to send the tea cup to his mouth, drank freely, and praised: "This tea is good."

"Oh, Shet, you **** the yellow-skinned monkey, you dare to challenge the CIA in person, you are just looking for death!" Seeing this, the black CIA agent couldn't help but be so angry that he smashed the pistol on his head and hit Song Yong's head.

"stop!"

Seeing this, Shangguan Gao Fei suddenly stood up and shouted, but just when she stood up, the white CIA agent's muzzle was raised: "Miss Shangguan, I hope you be quiet and sit down!"

"what!"

A scream sounded, and it wasn't Song Ye who heard it, but the black CIA agent.

At one point, the white middle-aged CIA agent looked at Song Kun subconsciously, and suddenly he was surprised and shocked. The black CIAT agent was now holding the wrist of the other hand in pain.

Because his other hand was perforated by an ordinary chopstick, blood was constantly falling from the wound. As for the pistol in his hand ... he had changed hands and was placed on the table in front of Song Yan. on.

In an instant, Song Yong used chopsticks to penetrate the palm of the black CIA agent and took his pistol. How did he do it?

After a brief shock, Shangguan Gao Fei had a doubt. It should be known that CIA agents are all combat elites. Intelligence personnel and agents from various countries do not know how many are planted in their hands. Now, a CIA agent It was incredible that the staff was easily convinced by a seemingly ordinary person.

Song Zheng took the tea cup again and sipped, staring at the black agent with a playful voice, "Nigger, how do you feel?"

"Sir, you are racist!" Said the white CIA agent Shen.

"Go to your uncle's racism. When this **** scolded me the yellow-skinned monkey, why didn't you say it was racism?" Song Zheng scorned.

The white CIA agent frowned slightly: "Sir, I apologize for Tom's behavior, but you have hurt our agent now, so we have the right to arrest you together, so please stand up slowly, Hold your hands on your head, and remember, don't make extra moves! "

"What if I say NO?" Song Yan said lightly.

"You will die! Because the entire restaurant is surrounded by our CIA people, you are so young and have a good life waiting for you, it is not worth it!" The white CIA said with confidence, in fact, he There is no bottom in his heart, because he has an illusion. The young yellow man in front of him is very dangerous. The best choice is to convince him to let him surrender.

Song Yan smiled: "I have always heard that the CIA is very bullish, but I have no chance to see it. Today, I want to see it. Is it better for me or your CIA?"

"Song Ye, don't be impulsive! This matter has nothing to do with you, do what he says!" Shangguan Gao Fei reminded.

"Sister Shangguan, do you have so little confidence in me?" Song Yan looked at him.

Shangguan Gao Fei rolled his eyes: "This is not Yanhuang, listen to me, otherwise, you will be killed by them!"

"Let's make a bet then, how about it?" Song Yan said.

Hearing that Shangguan Gao Fei was stunned, but the ghost said, "What do you want to bet on?"

"I bet today I can help you out of trouble. If I win, you will have to call me my elder brother later."

"What if you lose?" Shangguan Gao Fei said angrily.

"The conditions are up to you!" Song Yan's face was confident.

"Okay! That's all!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan's tea cup suddenly flew up, and when the light flashed, the white CIA agent did not even send a hum, and fell to the ground softly, fainted.

At the same time, at the moment when the tea cup flew out, Song Kun rose suddenly, grabbed the chair behind him and slammed heavily on the black CIA agent's head.

"Click!"

The chair shattered, and the black CIA agent's body shook slightly, and then fell to the ground.

But at this moment, four CIAs with guns rushed towards the restaurant.

At the same time, two CIA agents rushed out of the kitchen.

"Wow! Wow!"

Two glass windows of the restaurant also shattered, and two CIA agents sprang out at the same time.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A series of gunshots sounded, followed by a continuous scream and landing.

I don't know when the pistol on the table has reached Song Ye's hand, and the gunfire was emitted from the gun in his hand.

After the gunfire.

Murong Xinyue was completely startled, while Shangguan Gao Fei stared at the scene in stun, because all eight CIA agents who rushed into the restaurant fell under the sound of gunfire.

"Okay, don't frown! It's time to go!"

Putting down his gun, Song Zheng said to Shang Guan Gao Fei.

Hearing that Shangguan Gao Fei suddenly woke up, swallowed the gully, and stared at Song Yan: "You ... who are you?"

"Guess." Song Yan winked at her.

Shangguan Gao Fei glared at him, but did not continue to ask, now is not the time to ask this question, she stretched out and pulled up Murong Xinyue, who had not returned to God, strode out, although she did not want to involve her good sister However, the matter has come to this point, even if she wants to draw a line with Murong Xinyue, the CIA will not let Murong Xinyue go.

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