"Oh, it was a coincidence that I met him. Two years ago, I hired him as my bodyguard because I was going to take a more dangerous journey and needed a guard." Martin replied. "Actually, it's not hiring him. I just signed a contract with a security company and they sent Thomas over. Although this guy likes to take advantage of it, he is pretty good overall. Do you know that he has a future in being a businessman than a mercenary."

"I think so too." Zhang Cheng had to admit that Martin was right. "You just said, a dangerous journey? Why?" He looked at the other party again. Martin was not old, which was about the same age as Zhang Cheng, between the ages of twenty-five and thirty. His facial features, his temperament, his clothes, and the perfume smell on him all mean that he was not the kind of person who needed to take risks. He was neither a journalist nor a soldier, an explorer, nor a geologist, nor an archaeologist, nor a poacher or drug dealer. Why do such people need a dangerous journey?

"Some private questions." Martin did not answer positively.

Zhang Cheng didn't say anything, but just looked up and down with a vigilant look.

"Oh, okay! That guy Thomas must have told you!" Martin moaned. "I provided a little comfort to a lonely and poor lady. Unexpectedly, her incompetent husband wanted to kill me. That bastard used public use and listed me as a wanted criminal. I had to cross mountains and cross ridges and escape from the border turbulent areas."

Now Zhang Cheng understands that Thomas is indeed a rumor made out of nothing, and this guy is really a stingy person.

Well, the world is so big, with billions of people, and you will have any kind of people. This guy doesn’t care about Zhang Cheng’s business when he eats soft food. Anyway, he just meets by chance, and he just carries in the same car for four or five hours.

"Driver, how long will it take for us to go to Houston?" Martin obviously thought the topic was embarrassing, so he changed the topic.

"Four or five hours." Mr. Kangen replied in a muffled voice.

"Ah, is there breakfast in the car?" said Martin. "I set off early in the morning and haven't had time to have breakfast."

But obviously you haven't forgotten to put on makeup and perfume. Zhang Cheng complained in his stomach.

"There are marinated lamb and bread in the passenger seat. If you don't like it, we will pass by a gas station in an hour, and there is a supermarket next to it."

By the way, Mr. Kangen also distributed enough mutton to the point where he needed to marinate it.

"Ah, I'm too hungry." Martin didn't mind at all, picked up the mutton sandwich and gave Zhang Cheng a serving. "You shouldn't have breakfast, right?"

"Thank you, I'd better go to the supermarket." Zhang Cheng replied.

"Then I'm not polite," Martin stuffed the second sandwich into his mouth. The voracious attitude said that he had been hungry for three days, Zhang Cheng must believe it.

At this time, the phone ringtone rang in the car. Zhang Cheng glanced at his phone, not his. He saw Martin taking out his phone from his suit pocket in a hurry. I don’t know if it was a mistake or intentional one, so he chose to call hands-free.

"Martin," a low male voice rang out from the phone. "They may have been chasing you. Pay attention to your journey and be careful."

Without waiting for Martin to answer, the phone call was hung up.

Under Zhang Cheng's gaze, Martin seemed very embarrassed.

"It's okay, just a friend reminded me." Martin replied. He asked Conn. "Mr. Driver, is this route safe? I mean, if something happens, when will the rescue arrive?"

"It's not very safe. If you have a car accident in the middle, it's estimated that the rescue will take at least two hours to arrive." Kang En replied.

Martin seemed even more embarrassed.

Fortunately, Kang En obviously just said that his speed has absolutely not changed at all.

On the side of the wide road, there is a striking gas station. Next to the gas station is a small but not small supermarket. There is no residents around, no villages or shops in front of them, only such an isolated gas station and supermarket (and a toilet) depend on each other. This kind of scene is simply a waste of resources in China, but it is the norm in this country.

Kangen's car has been parked at the entrance of the gas station. It should be noted that he does not need to refuel. Parking here is just to solve Zhang Cheng's breakfast problem.

Although I know that this scene is normal in the United States, when I walk out of the car and look at the desolate suburbs, the road that seems to be directly connected to the sky but is lonely and cannot see a car is instinctively illusion. It seems that I have come to the end of the world.

"Do you want to go to the toilet?" Zhang Cheng asked casually. However, both Martin and Kang En politely declined.

There are no employees in the gas station, this is a self-service gas station. However, there must be staff in the supermarket. You can see figures shaking inside through the glass door far away. However, when Zhang Cheng approached and pushed open the glass door of the supermarket, he found that there was no one at the cashier. I guess he went inside to work.

Zhang Cheng took a casual look and saw a self-heating fast food that was imitating the army style on the shelf.

He walked over, picked up a quick meal, and then the next moment, he stretched out his arm, strangled Zhang Cheng's neck, and pulled him back. Zhang Cheng turned his head and saw a bald man in a military camouflage uniform from the corner of his eyes.

"Catched!" The man used force on his hand, but unexpectedly found that the prey in his hand did not make too strong struggles. In fact, the prey's hand just penetrated into his arms, as if he wanted to get something.

"Not the target." Another man next to him said without raising his head. The man was also wearing a camouflage uniform. He was squatting in the corner and looking out the window through the glass window. Zhang Cheng then smelled a scent of blood.

Behind a cabinet a little further away, a man in a blue and white work uniform was lying on the ground, with blood flowing all over the ground, flooding the bottom of the supermarket shelves. However, because the shelves blocked the view, the guests entering through the main entrance could not see this scene.

He seemed to have encountered the scene of a supermarket robbery that the people of the United States liked to see?

"No, he should be the target's companion." said the man who strangled Zhang Cheng's neck. Zhang Cheng did not struggle. He seemed to be inconsistent, but he didn't care. Under this posture, he completely controlled his prey. No matter what Zhang Cheng reacted, whether he took out a weapon or struggled with all his strength, he could not escape from his control and could not pose a threat to him.
Chapter completed!