A War Between Spies

There are very few cars on the road in the early morning, and Yang Yi can enjoy the madness on the streets of London.

Yang Yi’s dream is to be a racing driver. Of course, this is his dream. Now Yang Yi is half a racer. This is because he started a kart from a young age and is a professional kart.

After returning from the UK to the country, he had not touched the car for a long time, but after he was able to buy a car and did buy a car, he immediately went to the driver's license.

Yang Yi took the C-class driver's license, which is the highest level driver's license he can get in China.

Many keyboard car gods or folk masters have the illusion that if he is given a racing car, he can also go to the F1 stadium to make a big splash. Unfortunately, for the sports car, the professional non-professional advantage is not hanging. Hit, it is crushed, thoroughly crushed.

Ordinary people simply don't realize how much a professional racer needs to go through the harsh training to get on the track. Driving on the ordinary road and on the track is also a very different thing. You can drill back and forth in the traffic at a speed of sixty or seventy. Explain how high the car skills are, only to show that this person is driving a lot of waves and to attract, but there is no meaning other than that.

But Yang Yi, he has stepped on the threshold of the racer.

Yang Yi will never pursue what is handsome. He pursues speed and efficiency. For example, he will drift, but he will never bend in the way of drifting when pursuing speed.

Xiao Yu has already seen Yang Yi's car skills, but Kate is the first time to see Yang Yi has no reservations, and is driving a car that is capable of playing his skills.

So, after sitting on the first officer and screaming a few times, Xiao Yu was motion sick.

"Parking! Hey... parking!"

Kate put down the window glass, and then she plunged her head out and started to vomit.

Xiao Yu’s face was overturned because the glass on the outside of the window was full of stolen goods.

"Give her a bag!"

Yang Yi still did not stop, he just tried not to open an emergency stop, and after driving out of the city of London, Yang Yi began to gallop on the highway as fast as possible.

After the speed stabilized, Kate's situation was much better, although she was still very uncomfortable.

This time, I couldn’t calmly chat because I had to concentrate on driving. I didn’t dare to relax at the moment. The speed limit of the British high speed was 70 miles, and the average speed of Yang Yi was 180 kilometers per hour. It is a speed of 110 miles, which is a serious speeding. This is very dangerous. Yang Yi is completely afraid to relax.

The expressway is not a track, the car is narrow, and there is a speed limit camera from time to time, but Yang Yi has a common name for electronic dogs on the car. The former owner is also a guy who likes serious speeding, so his car There is this illegally installed little thing.

At the highest speed that can be maintained, Yang Yi has only added oil to the road. Besides, he has not stopped the car, and of course there is no chance to rest.

After spending five hours, Yang Yi drove from London to Glasgow, and Yang Yi was already tired enough, because the car was really a very labor-intensive and physical thing, not to mention Yang Yi did not sleep for a night, just now Completed an equally intimidating, highly energy-intensive sneak action.

"Clear the outside of the car, change the license plate, I have to take a break, I have to take a break, you pay attention to the flight information, call me when you arrive."

Yang Yi didn't feel how tired he was, but his mind really started to be awkward. Now it is only ten o'clock in the morning, he still has some time to rest, so after parking the car at the airport parking lot, he confessed a few words. Just put the seat back and go to sleep.

Closed his eyes, Yang Yi is really tired, and Xiao Yu looked at the sick Kate, Shen Sheng: "I went to see the flight information, you clean up the car."

The guns were left in the car, and Xiao Yu went to see the flight information.

Already know the flight number of Mikhail Kovaček, the plane took off from the Riga airport in Latvia, which means that Mihali has fled from Warsaw, Poland, to Latvia in the past, and then knows that the flight number will naturally Master his exact whereabouts.

Yang Yi felt that she had just woken up after just falling asleep.

Xiao Yu opened the door and stood outside the door with a cold face: "Wake up, don't sleep, it's already twelve o'clock."

Yang Yi wiped his face, got out of the car, stretched his body, and whispered: "Is it clear?"

"I figured out that the plane landed on time, and the plane departed at the boarding gate on the 12th. Checked baggage was taken at the 8th turntable, if he had checked baggage."

Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I waited outside the terminal and waited. Kate went inside and waited. After discovering Mikhaly, he began to stare at him. Xiao Yu, you drove at the door of the terminal waiting for the match. ”

Xiao Yu’s brow wrinkled, and then she screamed: “Is it my answer?”

Yang Yi was helpless and looked at Xiao Yu and said: "You take the gun! You are in the car and are ready to meet us!"

Xiao Yu said with some anger: "There is no need to use a gun for such an action! Why do I still accept it?"

Yang Yi looked at Xiao Yu with some helplessness, but he still didn't wait for what he said ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Xiao Yu was extremely annoyed: "Okay! No need to say anything, every time. It’s enough for me to wait outside, you can’t come down!”

Yang Yi got out of the car, Xiao Yu looked uncomfortable on the driver's seat, then she opened a miniature earphone in her ear, not angry: "audio."

"Poseidon received, normal."

Kate still looks a little sick, she has not completely got rid of the effects of motion sickness.

"Received, normal."

After waiting for Kate's reply, Yang Yi suddenly realized that one problem was that Kate had never had a nickname or code name.

Yang Yi is facing Kate: "Hey, do you have a nickname?"

Kate shook his head and said, "No."

"Then we have to give you a code name, what do you want to call?"

Kate said: "I don't know, I haven't thought about it."

"Iron fist!"

The nickname of Tekken appeared instantly in Yang Yi’s mind, and then immediately blurted out. After waiting for the nickname he had given Kate, Yang Yi was more satisfied with it.

"What do you think of the iron fist code?"

Kate frowned and said: "Iron fist? But I am a girl, how can I call the name Tekken?"

Yang Yi smiled and said: "Iron fist is very good, your fist is hard enough. Besides, it is difficult for people to associate this name with you. It is the nickname of the strong man. You are a very beautiful girl. The bigger the contrast, the safer it is, and you don't think it's so interesting."

Kate pondered a bit, then she smiled and said, "Okay, my code name is called iron fist."

At this moment, Xiao Yu was impatient: "Hey! Are you enough? Now you are still flirting, do you still have to do the task?"