In different worlds, sitting on the Bank of the Seine River and enjoying the quiet and good years, I have a different feeling.

    After reviewing today''s action, Zhou Zhen was quite satisfied with the whole process, and there was nothing to improve.

    But he was not proud, but worried.

    Because he feels less and less personal.

    Relying on the powerful computing power of the biological computer, every step he took and every shot he fired went through precise calculation.

    He will not make mistakes. He can quickly find the most perfect route in any environment without giving his opponent a chance.

    But he is less and less like a person, like a machine.

    There is only one thing that Zhou Zhen is very pleased with, that is, he is mainly dominated by emotion rather than interests.

    Mark this point in your heart and be more vigilant in the future.

    At this time, a car stopped on the road between the cafe and the Seine River, and a familiar figure came down from the car.

    Gene Claude, Brian''s former friend, was a civilian and degenerate agent.

    Zhou Zhen scanned around her line of sight and immediately found several more cars on the street and set up a sniper point in the distance.

    It''s still too urgent. If Keane reappears after the bag enclosure is set up, it may bring him some passivity.

    But now, such an ambush circle can''t deal with itself.

    Zhou Zhen got up and came to the bar, pretending to have another cup of coffee, avoiding the sniper''s vision.

    Keane came behind Zhou Zhen. "Brian, why don''t you inform your old friend when you come to Paris?"

    "Because I don''t want to have anything to do with a black policeman..." Zhou Zhen turned around, looked at Keane, who was a little stunned, and said coldly, "every penny you earn is dirty, a policeman of the Ministry of interior who shields the gangs."

    Keane hurriedly wanted to close the talker in front of his chest. As soon as he raised his hand, Zhou Zhen flicked it on his elbow, and his arm fell down.

    "A kidnapping group, specifically for single girls traveling to Paris, don''t say you don''t know. But why are dozens and hundreds of girls missing quietly?

    I''ve just come out of the house at No. 10 Paradise Street. You, gene Claude, and officer Macon, you act as the umbrella of the Moco group. I''ve seen all these evidence. "

    "You''re talking nonsense..."

    The action team is not subordinate to him, a civil police officer. Keane''s biggest mistake today is to deliberately appear as a negotiator.

    Now their words have been heard by others, and he will never come to a good end.

    "Keane, I know you as well as you used to know me. But you don''t know how strong a father''s anger is when he learns that his daughter has been kidnapped, injected with drugs by a silver selling group, and then controlled the sale of silver.

    So now I''m not a law-abiding agent, just an angry father and an avenger.

    Let me help you France clean up those scum and let them know that the world can''t hold them. "

    "No, you can''t do anything. You''ll go to jail in France."

    "That''s what I''m going to say to you... Bye, gene!"

    Before the words fell, Zhou Zhen kicked Keane out. Keane was like a humanoid shell. Zhou Zhen kicked Keane off, flew five or six meters away and landed on the car he just got off.

    Zhou Zhen has been merciful and aimed at his thigh. In the future, one of his thighs is wasted, but he is still alive after all.

    Zhou Zhen enters the cafe, which is located at the corner with two sides of the front facing the street.

    Zhou Zhen jumped out of another gate of the cafe. It was an alley, not in the sight of the sniper.

    Two policemen came face to face. Seeing Zhou Zhenfei running out, they quickly took out their guns. "Don''t move... Ah!"

    They didn''t expect Zhou Zhen''s speed to be so fast. Before taking out the gun, Zhou Zhen grabbed them on the shoulder and let them bump into each other.

    Then he took out their two guns, unloaded the bullets and threw them aside.

    They are the police, not the people within the scope of Zhou Zhen''s revenge. Even if Zhou Zhen is unscrupulous, he will not be merciless to them.

    I can''t live with my conscience.

    His heart must have a bottom line that he can adhere to. Otherwise, the greater his ability, the greater the damage he can cause.

    The police from other directions pulled out their guns one by one, and the onlookers were in an uproar, but Zhou Zhen quickly rushed into the gate of a courtyard.

    When the police came, Zhou Zhen had jumped on the roof.

    The houses in Paris were planned more than 100 years ago. Most of them are houses with about five floors, and then a courtyard, with a small garden in the middle.

    The roof here is continuous. Zhou Zhen quickly came to the end of the block from the roof, and then came down from the roof, like an ordinary tourist into the crowd.

    Zhou Zhen''s mood was also very relaxed. Like an ordinary tourist, she walked one block west, and then came to the right bank through Alexander III bridge.

    After a tour outside the Grand Palace in Paris, Zhou Zhen went back to the Concorde square for a tour. When the sun went down and the lanterns rose, he walked to the eighth district on the west side.

    Louis street, which is a prosperous high-end business district, Zhou Zhen first found St. Kerry''s home, which is a luxurious courtyard. Zhou Zhen sneaked in, but he was not at home.

    Then, without alerting anyone, he jumped out and began to look for the auction building in the film.

    Half an hour later, he found a private club that met the criteria.

    From the guard at the door, Zhou Zhen recognized that they had appeared in the film. This is it.

    Across the window, Zhou Zhen took a look at the drunken gold fan inside and couldn''t help sneering.

    He sat by the flower bed outside, took out an armed belt from the space and tied it around his waist.

    Then, he inserted the magazine clips into the armed belt in rows, so that he could change the magazine clips at any time.

    Finally, he checked two guns, took out an anti-terrorism hood and put it on his head.

    No matter how "noble" he did, he always had to hide a hole, just like those politicians who had sores on their heads and pus on their feet, but also had to disguise themselves with benevolence and righteousness.

    When everything was ready, he stood up, pulled down his hood, held a gun in both hands and walked to the door step by step.

    The two guards guarding the door found him first, but before they reacted, Zhou Zhen had raised two guns and snapped two shots.

    The gunfire suddenly sounded, everyone in the hall was stunned, and then saw Zhou Zhen dressed as a terrorist.

    There was a rapid panic in the hall, and the ladies who were usually elegant now screamed hysterically.

    The men and women were busy hiding. Only a few bodyguards didn''t panic. They also took out pistols.

    When Zhou Zhen entered the hall, it took only one second to distinguish all the more than 100 people. Only seven were threatening.

    He raised his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was analyzed without any deviation. Before everyone reacted, seven bullets killed seven bodyguards.

    The others had no guns or threats. Zhou Zhen ignored them and walked towards the stairs on the right side of the hall.

    Of course he knew that the auction house was in the basement, but there was no auction today. Jin should still be injected with drugs upstairs.

    More importantly, his main purpose is to kill, and saving his daughter is just incidental.

    Seeing Zhou Zhen walking up the stairs with his back to himself, a man lying beside the dead bodyguard wanted to pick up the gun dropped by the bodyguard, but before his hand touched the gun, Zhou Zhen shot him.

    This time, no one wants to try to resist again.

    St. Kerry was not found in the hall on the first floor, but such a movement had alerted him.

    Under the protection of the two bodyguards, he appeared at the door of a room on the first floor. As soon as the two bodyguards showed their faces, they were killed by two bullets before the situation was clearly observed.

    Without a word of nonsense, St. Carrie quickly withdrew.

    Zhou Zhen jumped down from the stairs, looked back and killed two bodyguards on the second floor.

    No matter how good his skill is, when Zhou Zhen is assisted by holographic biological computer, even if he shows his face for less than a second, Zhou Zhen can seize a fleeting opportunity.

    Therefore, when there are obstacles, this asymmetric battle, no matter how many people, is useless.

    The door of the room was closed again and locked from the inside. This kind of door with steel sandwich can''t be handled by a pistol.

    Zhou Zhen held her breath slightly and kicked on the door. The door crashed and was kicked open by Zhou Zhen. The door was strong, but the door lock couldn''t bear the force.

    With one kick, Zhou Zhen lowered her focus and stood firm with a front lunge. Then the three people in her vision were shot by Zhou Zhen before they reacted.

    There was only one St. Kerry with a telephone left in the room, looking at Zhou Zhen with a frightened look. "I can give you whatever you want."

    "Where is the girl from the Albanians today?"

    Seeing that Zhou Zhen wanted something, he immediately had some confidence. "You know, it''s all business... We don''t hate!"

    Zhou Zhencai didn''t want to listen to his nonsense. He negotiated terms with himself. He found the wrong person.

    He also wanted to organize his own words. Zhou Zhen raised his hand and shot it. The bullet entered from his temple and opened his skull.

    Zhou Zhen turned around and saw that the people in the hall had almost run, and an alarm sounded outside.

    He didn''t care. He walked up the stairs step by step according to the best frequency.

    Under Zhou Zhen''s induction, whether there was anyone in the room was clear, which saved him a lot of time.

    Soon, he found his daughter Kim lying in bed in a room on the fourth floor.

    Kim was confused by drugs, but because she was a virgin and wanted to be auctioned at a good price, she was not infringed.

    Looking at Jin''s appearance, Zhou Zhen''s heart overflowed with tenderness. This tenderness does not belong to him, but the original owner Brian.

    A man''s voice came from the corridor. "Mr. Brian mills, this is Miriam Le Pen of the Ministry of the interior. Can we talk?"