American Fortune Life

Chapter 920 Control, Control, Restraint...

“What do you think? ”

White leads Roberts out, sits back in his seat, takes out a cigar spot, looks at the two men sitting across the street, frowns and asks.

“Not anti-government fu armed. ”

“Not a very duan terrorist. ”

White still has no expression on his face and continues to wait for his men to analyze it.

“Our people have received information from the Sudan Palace that a total of 10 people are listening to each other, that the accent is local and that the target is clear. American journalists, they should not be aware of each other's specific circumstances, otherwise they will not be asked to indicate to them the rooms of two American journalists.

According to the innkeepers, they were also interrogated in the room, and they were very targeted for kidnapping, which was more like a real kidnapping, two American journalists, to blackmail the U.S. government... ”The man who made the analysis also shook his head to refute this presumption.

“It shouldn't be to blackmail the United States or the British government, it's very likely that one of the two journalists has what they need... ”

Major White squinted his eyes and breathed a smoke. When he was about to say something, the satellite phone on the table made a sound.

“Whatever the reason, save Charlie Hanks, all members get a $100,000 reward, and if you can't, you need the boss to pay the ransom, then not only do you have no bonus, you need to get the ransom back, okay? ”

The three of us here naturally knew who was the owner of the voice, Chief Inspector Joseph, and the three of them answered facelessly, "Yessir! ”

Only White is left in the office, and Joseph's voice continues to be heard on the satellite phone.

“The news of a reward on the black market, confirming the identity of the scum and digging out what they were kidnapped for, is really curious to me, if it's worth it, you know what to do! ”

“Understood!”

“Good, I'll wait for your good news, OK, I need to report to BOSS, be safe, BOSS doesn't like casualties, I'll send you supplies... ”

Los angeles.

“Psst... Shh... ”

“Bang-bang-bang--”

Andy had a very strong body with tight muscles, a thick sweat cloth and only a pair of black shorts. His hair had been wet by sweat. As he punched and swayed his body, the sweat scattered, his mouth sounded chirped, and the sandbags in front of him swayed with his fists.

Next to her is a beautiful face slightly red, with a slightly excited look Ivana is obsessed with seeing her man show powerful power, and the little assistant standing behind her is an eye-filled asteroid that tightens the long tui wrapped in black si, a pair of eyes staring dead at the perfect body of the Great Demon King.

Little Taylor's singing...

Tory Blake struck a thrill, flashing two red summers on his cheeks, looking down at his phone, avoiding Ivana's gaze at him, and the two tui trembled a little faster towards the Great Demon King.

“Boss, phone, it's Joseph's. ”

“Hoo--”

Andy stopped swinging his fist, sweating at the back of the sandbag and nodded with a bitter look at the bodyguard, “Take a break! ”

Turning back to his assistant Jan's chin, Tory immediately answered the phone and placed it in Andy's ear, holding his hand up.

“Say it.”

Andy listened to Joseph's analysis and his eyes slowly squeezed, smashing a little dry mouth chun, when Ivana gently put the open mineral water to Andy's mouth and lifted it up slightly.

Andy blinked at Ivana, mumbled and drank, drank enough, then turned around, Ivana removed the mineral water bottle and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel.

“Well, I get it. Keep our people safe. Good news. Tell me. ”

“Well, let them come straight to Los Angeles. ”

Andy leaves his cell phone, the assistant immediately retracts his hand, hangs up, Ivana wipes Andy's face with a towel and asks curiously, "They? ”

“Well, there are two women bodyguards arranged for you. Okay, don't wipe them off. We'll keep practicing later. We have to go to the Mid-March Olympic boxing budget match. I heard my old opponent Alfonso has threatened revenge. Pfft, I look forward to seeing him again! ”

Andy is strong, but strong enough to be ranked on points, and Andy, who has only participated in one Pan American Games and Grand Olympic Games, is naturally worse than a star and a half, so he doesn't think it's a good thing to take a card directly to the final.

He had to go to the intercontinental pageant and, of course, Andy had no pressure at all, and he knew he was good enough to crush those opponents, but there was only one Olympic spot above the 91-kilogram level, so he got a call from the coach early this morning to start training him to resume his xing.

Knowing his own business, he didn't really do much boxing during this time, and most of his strength was sucked away by a group of spiders JING...

Even better talent is afraid of bad practice, he is not Superman, just did two sets of high intensity exercise, he felt a little uncomfortable, an hour down, he is already sweaty, which is very indicative of the problem, he is really a little lazy.

Fortunately, there is still a month left, enough for him to recover to his peak. After all, talent is talent, strength and five senses are his gifts.

Andy did reflect on himself, and although his body was strong enough to withstand cao, he couldn't stand to play day and night, inevitably he would still be a little tired, physically important, and of course, playing ball was equally important, so combining labor and leisure.

When I was thinking about it, Andy was a little upset that Ivana had been gently touching the little hand on his muscle line, grabbing the dishonest little white hand, shaking his head and laughing bitterly: "Good boy, don't make a scene, I'll just keep practicing. ”

Ivana has a CHUN in her eyebrows, and some love caresses Andy's perfect muscle ROU, and that power is really youren.

“Why don't you take a break, you see, all sweaty, let's go take a shower together... ”

Andy's black forehead came out, his mouth pulled, he coughed softly, he directly rejected Ivana's hook YIN, shook his head and laughed bitterly: “Now that we're practicing, I have to finish today's four sets of intensive exercises. Be good and feed you later in the evening. ”

Ivana blinked a little unwillingly, muttering her eyes without yinyou, running off to pick up the jump rope and start doing the cyclone jump rope Andy, watching her boyfriend grin his teeth against herself, couldn't help but smile.

Andy finally figured out why the sports stars would fall under a woman's skirt, and if they ran into a saomei-boned demon jing, they would all be emptied by the speed of interrogation.

Heavenly Dynasty's old saying is so reddish, so now Andy is biting his teeth to restrain, restrain, restrain...

Until the peak state is restored, of course, it should still be fed, as long as it is moderated, think about the endless torment of the past, forget it.

Two days later, in the early morning, Andy and Ivana, wearing tight sweatpants and a white hoodie, with fast-silver and witches, followed by four bodyguards, onto the Beverly Hills trail.

As for the paparazzi around, Andy, who had ignored their habits, had taken them for air, and Ivana had just kept smiling sweetly and ignoring them.

Ivana is a runner who, apart from being with Andy, is often ruined in her morning run routine, but she also chooses to run on the treadmill for half an hour after dinner, and then do other exercises for half an hour, which is the most important thing she can do to stay in shape.

This is one of her lives, and Andy still admires it. This pair of athletes, running all the way up Beverly Hills, seeing the Hollywood sign in the distance, watching the view of the next morning with ten fingers, then running down the hill, watching the fewer puppies behind them, and all the way down, those puppies that have grown up like dogs, Ivana couldn't help but chuckle.

Watching the mistress happy, fast silver and the witch wrapped around Ivana with a ridiculous short tail.

“If any of you can keep up, give that person an interview...” Andy looked tired and couldn't straighten his waist, sweating and gasping at the five puppies, no wonder he turned back and shouted at them, and after that he and Ivana continued to run to the villa.

The five puppies in the back are like chicken blood, they start chasing crazy, and they keep each other from mixing.

“I... I, cough, cough, it's me, I'm first, Mr. Smith, I'm first... ”

Andy looked back at a black journalist in his 30s who was already unable to straighten up in front of him, holding his arms up, coughing and shouting as he was, his body was a little rich, and his black shirt was completely wet and slightly unexpected.

“Which newspaper are you talking about? ”

“Messenger Package... ”

“ No, but forget it, Kenny, let him in, wait in the lounge by the pool, figure out what to ask, and don't ask gossip questions. ”

Andy spoke to Kenny, turning back and talking to the black dude who was already ecstatic and a little trembling.

There was a mourning and annoyance around, and the other puppies looked jealously at the black dude who stupidly followed Kenny into the villa area they wanted to step into day and night.

Ivana giggles and grins around Andy's arm, naturally she knows her boyfriend's evil taste, his favorite is casual surprise, a surprise for others who have nothing to do with him, like a lucky angel landing!

And every surprise Andy sends may really change the fate of many people, or at least their status quo.