v2 Chapter 270： new mexico tour

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At dusk and sunset, in the vast Gobi desert, a road stretches to the end of the sky, and all that can be seen here is a barren scenery.

On the sparsely vegetated ground, the hot wind swept up the sand, and from time to time the sand and dust rose up and slapped against the windows. Pushed by the heat wave, the tumbleweed gently floated over the asphalt road that had been dyed khaki by the sand.

New Mexico, the real Wild West, is Arizona to the east and Texas to the west. There are only a few people, and you may not be able to see a small town for 100 kilometers.

There are many poisonous insects and beasts, abnormal murderers, super ogres hiding among them, and more hospitable Latin American people from the south.

Here, ordinary people have nothing to trust except the gun in their hand, which is why people in this country never stop guns, they don't trust anyone other than themselves, not even those in uniform.

On the highway, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan galloped past, raising bursts of smoke.

Inside the car, a song "titoli" was melodiously blaring in the horn, the clear whistle, the string music resounding in the heart, and the sonorous and powerful shouts reminded people of the battle of life and death under the red sun and yellow sand. western cowboy.

but……

"Uncle Gaspar, can you change the music?" Cao Gui twitched slightly.

The music is really nice, but the problem is that there are too many whistles, plus the constant drinking of water in hot weather, Cao Gui always has the urge to go to the toilet.

"Sorry, I thought you would like it." Sitwell shrugged, and immediately said:

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, now at work time, you are going to call me the officer, understand?"

"Yes, A Snake." Cao Gui rolled his eyes and said, "Since you said that you are working, let's talk about this trip to New Mexico. Why did you call me out in a hurry?"

Cao Gui said angrily, at that time he and Gwen finally unlocked a new posture... knowledge, they were addicted to learning and couldn't extricate themselves.

As a result, Sitwell called and called him away. That is to say, this person was Sitwell. If he wanted to replace him with someone else, Cao Gui had already lit the sky lantern for him.

"At noon the day before yesterday, the Supervision Department detected a special energy that landed in New Mexico," Sitwell said in a deep voice.

"Noon the day before yesterday?" Cao Gui frowned. Isn't that the time when the ghosts are doing things?

"Yes, we suspect that this may have something to do with dead ghosts, so I called you to come and have a look."

Hearing this, Cao Gui's face suddenly sank, and he was a dead ghost again. He disturbed me once, and then again?

"These things are really haunting!" Cao Gui said in a very unhappy mood.

"Sorry for disturbing your life." Sitwell shrugged, but he was a reliable and powerful fighting force, and there was nothing he could do.

"Forget it." Cao Gui shrugged, who made you my adoptive father.

During the conversation between the two, Sitwell parked the car next to a roadside gas station. The car was out of gas and had to be refueled.

"There is a convenience store in the gas station, what do you want to eat?" Sitwell asked thoughtfully while refueling.

"I'll buy it myself." Cao Gui rolled his eyes.

American imperialism is a country with a history different from that of any other normal country. Its establishment process and rise process are different from those of other traditional countries. This has caused the various customs of American imperialism to be different from normal countries.

What has emerged in the aspect of eating is that the American emperors are very keen on the canned food that the Chinese people are very disgusted with.

People in this country consume an astonishing amount of canned food every day, and canned food, which was used as a condiment in the Chinese dynasty, is a staple food here.

Therefore, in a convenience store, in addition to canned food, it is instant food, and even the taste of instant food is more unpalatable than military supplies that only focus on calories and nutrition.

Cao Gui and Sitwell walked into the convenience store side by side and began to choose what they wanted to eat. As a Chinese, Cao Gui has an inexplicable resistance to this type of canned food and fast food. use.

The waitress nodded politely to the two of them. The suit and leather shoes, and the neat image really aroused people's goodwill. Of course, the most important thing was Cao Gui's good looks.

However, just as Cao Gui was picking something, there was the sound of a gun being pulled at the entrance.

"Raise your hand! Open the cashier and take out the money!"

"Don't play tricks! Put your hands up!"

Immediately after two loud shouts came, Cao Gui turned his head slightly, looked towards the door, and found two scruffy white people with stubble faces, one older and the other younger, they were holding shotguns. The gun is aimed at the waitress.

"Tell me, who else is here besides you?"

"Whose car is that outside? Tell me now!"

The corner of Cao Gui's mouth twitched, as expected of the simple folk customs of the Great Western Region, and he opened his eyes just a day after his arrival.

"Hello, that car is actually mine." Sitwell stood in the other corner and smiled at them.

"Damn it, there are others!" The young man turned his gun and pointed at Sitwell and shouted, "Throw your car keys over here!"

The other person turned a blind eye to this, and the gun was firmly locked on the waiter and sister. They were all from the Great West, and they knew it very well.

Everyone is equal here, even a girl can kill them all with a gun, and even kill them more neatly than they do.

Sitwell shrugged and threw the key in obediently. Cao Gui folded his arms and watched them do nothing. They were just two little thieves.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation, even a foreigner." The young man said, and was about to turn his head to continue the zero-yuan purchase business.

But Sitwell squeezed the pistol grip with two fingers, and suddenly said: "Two gentlemen, I still have a gun here. Would you like to give it to you together?"

"Oh, Shet!" The two were taken aback, and the waiter didn't even care: "Damn, throw the gun over immediately."

"Uh... This gun is an m1911. If it falls from a height, it will fire." Sitwell said embarrassedly:

"If I can, I can walk over and hand it to you, or you can come over?"

The two robbers looked at each other, the old man took a step sideways, and the muzzle kept moving between Sitwell and the waiter girl, vaguely locking the two of them.

The young man walked towards Sitwell with the shotgun. The muzzle of the gun was locked on Sitwell's chest. With a little movement, the shotgun fired directly. No one could resist this shot.

However, just as he approached, Sitwell shook his wrist violently, separating the m1911 sleeve from the gun body in his hand, and then with a sudden flick, the sleeve shot out like a sharp blade.

Puchi!

The robber next to the cashier had a sleeve inserted into his neck.

At the same time he threw out the sleeve, Sitwell changed from stillness, his body rushed forward, and he punched the abdomen of the remaining robbers.

"Wow..."

Immediately, the robber bent over and spit out acid water from his mouth. He couldn't hold the gun steadily, and could only lie down and gasp. Sitwell's punch was not unheard of.

Cao Gui showed a look of surprise, but he quickly put it away. Sitwell is a seventh-level agent, and his combat effectiveness is unquestionable among ordinary people.

"Thank you." The waitress expressed her gratitude upon seeing this, and put away the short-barreled shotgun she was holding under the counter: "I'm sorry, you must have never seen this kind of casual robbery?"

"Ma'am, we are from New York." Cao Gui smiled slightly.

"..."

The waitress stopped talking for a while, and everyone from the big city has really seen the world. Compared with the perverted killers, super ogres, and robbers in the Great West, the monsters in New York seem to be more terrifying.

The two of Cao Gui didn't talk much, and they checked out the bill and left, but not long after they left, a gunshot came from the direction of the gas station behind them.

The people who live here are not good men and women.

"That hand was very handsome just now." Cao Gui said with a smile in the Mercedes-Benz.

"It's okay I can still be ranked in the combat effectiveness of S.H.I.E.L.D." Sitwell smiled humbly.

"Huh? Is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s combat power so weak?" Cao Gui said in surprise.

The smile on Sitwell's face disappeared immediately. If this guy hadn't been able to beat you, he would have let you know what the iron fist of fatherly love is.

Sitwell suddenly regretted in his heart, why didn't he beat this kid a few more times when he was young.

"Damn, I'm also very strong!" Sitwell said sternly: "I'm a transformed super human, and ordinary combatants are not my opponents at all. Even the eagle-eyed guy can't beat me."

"Oh, that's right." Cao Gui suddenly realized that Sitwell had been remodeled when he was in the vampire's lair and almost forgot about it.

While the two were talking, the phone rang suddenly, and Sitwell picked it up:

"Sir, we are already in place, and Agent Patton has also brought people."

"I'll be there in an hour!" Sitwell said solemnly.