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"Oh, come on bro, what do you want me to check for you?"

Lu Xiao asked.

Yang Zhi said: "Can you help me contact them and ask them to find out why Mayflower kidnapped some Chinese people from San Francisco's Chinatown on the west coast of the United States six years ago and even sent them thousands of miles away to North Africa? Could it be just to be a human bomb? I don't believe it. "

That's right, Yang Zhi had always suspected that there was some secret behind his kidnapping by the Mayflower. No matter how he looked at it, the Mayflower had a motive to kidnap a bunch of Chinese children in the cities on the west coast of the United States and send them to Africa, ten thousand miles away.

He even told Yang Zhi and the others that he was going to become a human bomb and attack the American army!

Something didn't seem right. Let's not even talk about whether or not a group of ordinary people, who had never received professional training, could succeed in launching a bomb attack on the United States Army. Just the question of the cost itself wasn't right!

Just by crossing the desert below North Africa was the Central African jungle, which was filled with indigenous tribes. Anyone who kidnapped a few people could pretend to be a civilian and attack the United States military, not to mention the people who were always displaced by the war in North Africa. Instead of kidnapping those people, the Mayflower had crossed the Atlantic Ocean to the west coast of the United States to kidnap a bunch of rascals.

There was a problem!

There must be a big problem here!

"Is that the unlucky thing you always talked about back then?"

Lu Xiao had also heard of Yang Zhi complaining about being kidnapped a few days after coming to the United States.

Yang Zhi laughed: "En, that's right. I haven't even been in the United States for a month and I've already been kidnapped to North Africa. I am not so unlucky, you say."

"I am indeed quite unlucky."

Lu Xiao expressed his sympathy, and said: "Alright, I will look for them to see if they can find anything. For the time being, don't come to North Africa."

"Yes, I understand."

Yang Zhi nodded, he knew that Lu Xiao wanted to be his middleman so that he could hide in the darkness. If something really happened and he provoked the FBI or some other organisations, Lu Xiao would be the only one exposed, and it would take a lot of effort to find out whether Yang Zhi asked Lu Xiao for help to investigate.

Yang Zhi thanked Lu Xiao on the phone, but in exchange Lu Xiao said that he was being unreasonable.

Knowing that Lu Xiao valued brotherhood and brotherhood, Yang Zhi did not say anything more. He only focused on telling that he still had a bit of influence over the west side of the border, and it would be best to prepare a few paths. If anything really happened, he could go to Spain to seek asylum, or perhaps come to China.

Then, he chatted some interesting things about the past with Lu Xiao. After asking about the current situation of the other two lucky survivors of Squad P6, Yang Zhi made an agreement to contact Lu Xiao only once a week under special circumstances. Then, he hung up the phone.

Yang Zhi's relationship with Lu Xiao was something that many people in the North Africa circle knew. If Lu Xiao and the others were to be discovered when they were secretly investigating the tissue of Mayflower, then Yang Zhi, who was Lu Xiao's former teammate, would definitely view it as something that could not be avoided. Furthermore, since Yang Zhi was in the country, it would take a lot of effort for them to deal with him.

In addition, the reason why Yang Zhi did not use the powers of the United States to investigate the tissue of Mayflower s and instead went to find his African friends, was actually because he had a layer of scruple in his heart.

Under the night sky, Yang Zhi's figure seemed to have aged under the illumination of the lights shining from the inside of the house. Both of his hands were placed on the marble railing, looking at the distant night scene where the lights of the city were illuminated by the specks of starlight, Yang Zhi sighed, there were some things that were not coincidental, but in his heart, he still felt that it was a little … It was already getting late, Yang Zhi took a deep breath, slowly releasing a dense cloud of air, as though he was about to spit out all of his worries.

Back in the bedroom, after closing the French windows and closing the curtains, Yang Zhi laid on Simmons' bed and covered her with the sheets. Looking at the crystal chandelier on the snow-white ceiling, he went into a daze, and only after a while did he turn off the light, and closed his eyes and entered into sleep.

On the other side, there was someone who wasn't in the water.

Chen Ce who was viewed as the right-hand man by Yang Zhi the entire time drove a black horse carriage by himself on the highway that connected to Red Sea City. The Tiannan City was over 300 kilometers away from Red Sea City, after receiving the notification, Chen Ce hurriedly drove his own horse carriage, and got on the highway to talk to his boss, Yang Zhi.

It was already past eleven o'clock, and it would take more than three hours to travel 300 kilometers from the Tiannan City to the Red Sea. Chen Ce estimated that by the time he had gotten his hands on the things and returned, it would already be dawn.

However, this was too slow, he directly contacted the person in charge of the Black Dragon Society's branch in Red Sea City, and asked him to bring a few people to escort them onto the highway, and arranged to meet them in Liao City, the middle city of Red Sea City to Tiannan City's expressway.

After more than an hour, Chen Ce drove into Liao City and met the person in charge of the Red Sea City branch, Song Liang, in the parking lot at the entrance of the highway.

Song Liang brought 3 cars, a total of 10 brothers guarding him, and sat in the middle of the commercial vehicle waiting for Chen Ce to arrive. When Song Liang saw Chen Ce, he heaved a sigh of relief, and after his brothers' guards came down to Chen Ce, he opened the encrypted safe in front of him to reveal the password, and showed it to Chen Ce the box that was quietly lying inside.

It was a box that looked like sandalwood, its color was somewhat dark, with a dragon and phoenix pattern carved on it, it was so lifelike that even Chen Ce who was an outsider exclaimed in surprise.

"Are you sure it's this?"

Chen Ce asked as he touched his sunglasses.

"Yes, Brother Chen, this is it."

Song Liang replied with certainty.

After confirming that there were no problems, Chen Ce nodded his head and took the safe from his after locking it.

Seeing that he was about to leave alone, Song Liang frowned and pulled Chen Ce's clothes: Brother Chen, you're by yourself? Do you want me to get these brothers to send you off? "

"No need."

Chen Ce rejected: "Let's do it this way, my goal by myself is still a little small."

While speaking, Chen Ce looked around him. It was quiet all around, and the place where they were exchanging words with each other was also slightly dim under the light, so no one should be able to see it.

"Alright then."

Song Liang did not say anything, and watched Chen Ce leave.

After getting on the car, Chen Ce placed the safe on the passenger seat, then started the engine and once again drove to the highway.

When Song Liang and the others disappeared from the rearview mirror, Chen Ce's expression also became cold. He held onto the steering wheel and took out his phone to open his contact list, his finger pausing on Boss Yang's note for a while before finally landing on the next name and calling it.

"Elder Tang, the box is already in your hands."