Chapter 87 [His name is Rambo! 】
At this time, two cars on the pedestrian street chased each other without any scruples, causing complaints on the entire street, but this did not affect the pursuit of the two groups at all.
Gu Ren looked back at the sports car that was chasing relentlessly. If there were too many pedestrians around, he would have wanted to shoot at the back with a rifle.
What a troublesome guy!
He frowned and urged Rambo to speed up.
But where can the pickup truck go faster?
In addition, this road is a pedestrian street, and there are people everywhere. Rambo is not a real bad guy, so naturally he will not be like the bad guys in the movie rushing around at a glance without caring about the safety of pedestrians.
As the distance between the two cars became tighter and tighter.
Gu Ren suddenly shouted: "Drive to the sidewalk on the right!"
The right direction is not far ahead, there is a sidewalk, and ordinary vehicles can easily drive on this road, but the sports car that is chasing behind them is obviously not good.
If Gu Ren remembers correctly, this should be a BMW Z8, a good sports car, but like most sports cars, it has a very prominent feature, that is, the chassis is much shorter than that of a normal sedan.
The sports car will definitely not be able to get through the sidewalk in front. There is a 7 or 8 centimeter high slope. Even if the owner doesn't care about the chassis being scraped, the sports car cannot rush up.
As expected, as Gu Ren guessed, Lambo had just driven onto the sidewalk, and the sports car behind him was trying to drive up, but with a loud "clang" sound, the chassis of the sports car stuck on the slope of the sidewalk.
Bond, who was sitting in the sports car, was shocked and stepped on the accelerator and found that the chassis was stuck on the horizontal slope. Even if he stepped on the accelerator, the horizontal slope was stuck in the center of the chassis and could not rush up at all.
He quickly tried to reverse the car, but the chassis was stuck and he could not get up or down. The whole sports car was stuck firmly on the sidewalk.
"Damn it!"
Bond looked at the pickup truck getting farther and farther away, and in anger, he slammed the steering wheel and gritted his teeth.
“Beebeep…”
At this time, more than a dozen police cars whistled from the pedestrian street behind, but they were finally a step late.
"Do not move!"
"Get out of the car!"
"Rise your hands!"
More than a dozen police cars quickly surrounded the sports car, and Hula suddenly got out of the car. They hid behind the police car with guns and shouted loudly toward the sports car vigilantly.
Bond, who was sitting in the car, opened the car door and walked down tactfully. He sorted out his messy corners and hairstyle without anyone else. When two policemen came over with guns to arrest him, they drove a car behind him again.
A middle-aged man walked out of the car and saw dozens of police officers surrounding Bond. He frowned and took out his cell phone in his pocket, called Yagus to report the matter.
"What a troublesome guy!"
When Yagus heard that Bond was surrounded by local police, he couldn't help but curse on the other end of the phone.
No matter how much you scold, you still have to save someone. If you are taken to the police station and ask something, you will read some news tomorrow!
"MI6 agents arrested by police in secret operation in Ireland!"
When he thought that the headlines of this news might appear tomorrow, Yagus shivered and immediately shouted: "Then you don't go and protect him yet! Don't let the local police station take him away!"
"yes!"
After receiving Yagus' order, the middle-aged man hung up the phone and quickly walked to a sheriff and said, "Hello Mr. Sheriff, we are the National Security Agency, this is our colleague, and he is arresting a very dangerous terrorist."
While speaking, the middle-aged man took out the ID from his arms and handed it to the sheriff.
"National Security Agency?" The sheriff frowned and took the ID and took a look. He was just an ordinary sheriff. He couldn't tell whether the ID was true or false. He hesitated for a few seconds and said, "I need to report to my superiors."
"Light, but I hope your people can put down their guns. If they accidentally get fire, it would be bad." The middle-aged man spread his hands and said.
The sheriff looked at Yagus, then looked at Bond, who was fearless not far away, nodded and shouted at the police officers around him, "Let me down the gun first!"
When the police officer heard this, they immediately put down the gun in their hands. The two police officers closest to Bond, hesitated for a few seconds when they heard the sheriff's words, but finally did not take out the handcuffs.
A few minutes later.
After communicating with the chief, the sheriff and confirmed the identity of the National Security Agency, they returned to the middle-aged man. While returning the documents to the other party, they opened their mouths and said, "No matter what your identity is, you are suspected of dangerous driving, and all the losses caused by your department must be borne by your department."
"No problem, we will contact your director to discuss compensation for the losses."
The middle-aged man smiled and watched the police officers get in and leave. He then walked to the side of the BMW Z8's sports car.
Seeing Bond lying on the front of the car with paper and pen, he frowned and said unhappy: "James Bond, I don't know what you are in the Sixth place, but your behavior has made this task more difficult."
"I don't think my behavior has increased the difficulty of the task, but it has been very helpful to this task."
While replying, Bond continued to draw without raising his head. Soon he picked up the white paper and handed it to the middle-aged man and said, "This is the appearance of one of Hannis kidnapped. I need you to notify Yagus as soon as possible and ask him to investigate all the identity and information of this man."
The middle-aged man frowned and felt very unhappy about Bond speaking in an orderly tone. However, the other party was sent by the Six Operations Departments, so he had to suppress his anger and looked down at the quick portrait on the blank paper.
With just a glance, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted at Bond's back in surprise: "Are you sure you're right?"
Bond looked back at the man in confusion.
"You read it right, you drew it wrong."
The middle-aged man felt that Bond was deliberately playing tricks on himself, and said in an extremely unhappy tone: "Don't tell me, the person who kidnapped Hannis is Rambo!"
"Do you know him?" James Bond said in shock.
"Many people know him!"
The middle-aged man now increasingly thought that Bond was playing tricks on himself, and he threw the portrait to the front of the car in anger, "His name is Rambo, the hero in the first drop of blood!"
"The first drop of blood?" Bond raised his eyebrows, feeling a little familiar.
The middle-aged man took out his cell phone, searched for the first drop of blood in the movie, and handed the promotional photo to Bond, and sneered: "Bond, if this is just a joke, I think I need to apply for a replacement from the six departments."
After saying that, the middle-aged man took back his cell phone, turned around and left without saying a word.
Bond took out his cell phone and checked the first drop of blood and Rambo's information. At the same time, he carefully recalled the man's face in his mind, frowned, and then clicked on the first drop of blood movie.
Half an hour later.
Bond murmured to himself: "It's very similar, but that man is more Rambo than Rambo!"
Yes, Bond carefully recalled and identified. The man who kidnapped Hannis looked six or seventy percent like Rambo in the movie. If you don’t look carefully, it would be normal to mistakenly think that Rambo was. This is why the middle-aged man said it was Rambo at the first glance when he saw the portrait.
The portrait may be a bit difficult to distinguish, but Bond had a direct contact with the kidnapper and basically confirmed that the kidnapper is only six or seven percent similar to Stallone who plays Rambo. However, in terms of temperament, the kidnapper's tough and cold temperament is definitely not comparable to that of actors or even Rambo in the movie.
As the top MI6 agent, James Bond has come into contact with too many dangerous elements, and the kidnapper who looks a bit like Rambo brings the sense of danger that Bond has felt since his mission!
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Chapter completed!