"Left, right, attack to the left, attack to the right, forward, backward, attack from the center, feint to the right, pass the ball to the left..."

The gestures Mike made were very simple and the meaning was very clear, but they were two completely different systems from the sign language used in the military.

But there is no problem with this. The sign language in the army is also similar but has great differences. It is different from service to service, and from unit to unit. And it would be best if Gao Guang and Mike could have a set of sign language for two people.

But that's it.

Gao Guang is talented in language learning. This sign language can be considered a language, and it is a much simpler language. It is not too difficult to learn. It is just a matter of proficiency.

"This is the sign language of my high school team. Don't worry, it will never be understood except by people from this high school team. As long as the quarterback gives me a sign, I will know what he wants to do. We will have to do the same in the future, you

With one gesture, I know what you want to do."

Gao Guang made a gesture casually, and then looked in the direction of the factory. He was thinking about something and didn't have much time to practice sign language at this time.

It was already past noon, and the factory was still quiet. Then he said carelessly: "Nothing will happen today, boss. I think your mentality is not right. You are going to cause problems."

Gao Guang was stunned for a moment and said: "What? What's wrong with my mentality?"

"Do you think that Graev will definitely attack the big boss, and that Graev's people must evacuate from the position you chose? Then you must follow those people, and finally find Graev? Is that so?"

Although what Mike said is a bit convoluted, the meaning is exactly what it means, and it is indeed in line with Gao Guang's mentality.

"Well, it doesn't have to be successful, but since it's a position I decided on myself, of course it's best to succeed."

Mike smiled and said: "Relax, relax, no team can guarantee to win every game, Tom Brady can't guarantee that every pass will be successful, and I can't guarantee that I can score a touchdown every time.

, you are just part of the plan, winning or losing does not depend on you alone. The most important thing is that we can definitely get our salary."

Gao Guang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Why, do you think we are useless here?"

Mike hesitated for a moment, but he finally said with a wry smile: "The most important thing is that we are four kilometers away from the factory. Boss, four kilometers, do you think Glaev is crazy or something, so he ran here?"

Renato and Danny both showed their unquestioning attitude in employing people. They let Gao Guang choose the location by himself, so after Gao Guang chose this location four kilometers away from the factory, they didn't say anything.

But now Gao Guang's subordinates are questioning Gao Guang's decision. It is unlikely that Glaev's people will launch an attack from here, let alone evacuate from here. The reason is that the factory is too far away.

So the pressure on Gao Guang is quite high. He is young and has not yet learned how to be a salary thief with peace of mind. Moreover, he really wants to make a blockbuster success.

But now, it’s important to fill your stomach first.

"What do you want to eat?"

Mike, who still wanted to enlighten Gao Guang, was stunned for a moment, and then he said happily: "Yes, you finally figured it out, filling your stomach is more important."

Gao Guang felt that Mike might be thinking too much. Sure enough, Mike said happily: "This is a community with restaurants and hotels. It's more comfortable than sitting in a car and waiting. You can make money comfortably."

Okay, boss, you are really good."

Gao Guang smiled slightly, stood up and left the room, walked to the next door, knocked on the door, and then walked in.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to go eat?"

John was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and Antonio was bored watching TV. Because he didn't have a mobile phone, after hearing Gao Guang's greeting, Antonio immediately stood up and said: "I'm hungry, let's go eat."

"Are you really going to treat this mission like a vacation?"

Putting down his mobile phone, John said boredly: "It's okay to choose a motel as the location, but you still plan to remove all your equipment and go for dinner? Man, just stay here and be prepared for a fight at any time. Don't think about leaving here."

Antonio sat back dejectedly, and then he said feebly: "Okay, just bring me something back, thank you."

Gao Guang shrugged and said, "Okay, I will bring you food back."

Mike has come out. Now he can be regarded as performing a secret mission, or a special mission. He will definitely not run around wearing a heavy body armor, so he just wears a T-shirt, a bright red T-shirt underneath.

He wore a pair of shorts and a pair of white dazzling basketball shoes.

Closing the door behind him, Mike turned the car key in his hand and said, "The two of them aren't going, right? Then let's go. We can go for a drive."

Mike pressed the car key, and the rearview mirror of a BMW X5 in the parking lot slowly opened. Mike danced to the front of the car, opened the door, and said to the highlight on the passenger seat: "I'm so sorry for you.

Your driving skills are not good yet, you really should try this car."

Gao Guang was not in the mood for a drive, but the drive Mike said was really a drive, because he lowered all four windows and drove the car very fast.

"Everything about this car is good except that it doesn't have good music. But don't worry, I know a great music station."

Mike reached out and operated the car for a moment, and then rhythmic singing came from the radio.

Rap, rap that Gao Guang dislikes very much.

But Mike immediately started to shake his neck and directly turned up the volume to the maximum. Then he had to raise his voice and said: "How is it? How do you feel now? Ha, JAY-Z, I like him, you

Like it?"

The muscles on Gao Guang's face began to twitch, and he couldn't help but reach out and turn down the volume, saying: "I don't like rap, I like rock and roll, and we have something to do, so close the car window."

Mike shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, no, no, boss, although you are the boss, only the driver can decide what music to play. Also, have you ever seen that nigger driving such a nice car with the windows down?"

Locked up? No! You don’t understand black people, boss. For a black person, if I drive such a nice car and don’t lower the windows and turn the music to the maximum, people will think that this car

The car was stolen from me."

After finishing speaking, Mike turned up the volume again, and then he said seriously: "You are the boss, I can take bullets for you, but you can't decide what music I listen to! As long as I drive, then I will be the DJ."

Gao Guang waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, let's go."

Mike shook his head happily, but Gao Guang felt that he was about to collapse, so he turned down the volume again. Although the volume was still loud, it finally dropped to an acceptable range.

"The volume can only be this loud, and it can't be any higher. If you must listen to rap, I can accept Eminem. Others can't do it. Others really can't."

Mike scratched his head, and then he nodded: "Okay, let me look for it, um, Eminem..."

At this time, there were already more shops and restaurants on the roadside. Gao Guang and the others were close to El Monte. To the north of the factory was the mountainous area, not far to the south was the highway, and not far along the highway was the Los Angeles metropolitan area.

The urban area of ​​​​the district.

To be honest, it is definitely not very prosperous. Except for the core urban area, the Los Angeles area is basically like this.

There were more and more cars on the highway. Mike drove onto the urban lane with his head shaking, and shouted to the high light: "Boss, what do you want to eat?"

Look along the road and eat whatever you can find. Gao Guang looked at a sign not far ahead and said, "How about pizza?"

"Okay, pizza, pizza."

Mike parked the car on the side of the road. It was now past two o'clock at noon, and the peak meal period had passed. A car was parked in front of the pizza shop. Mike parked the car in front of the shop, looked around, and then

He said a little disappointedly: "Why is there no one?"

After getting out of the car, Mike said very energetically: "When I have money, I will buy one. I like BMW. I thought I had no chance. You know, I won't be a star after I am permanently banned.

If I don’t become a star, I can’t afford this car, unless I can steal one.”

After chattering, the two entered the pizza shop. The shop was not very big and there was only one customer inside. Mike casually pulled up a chair and sat down, and immediately said loudly: "Waiter, order."

Mike yelled to attract the attention of another customer. He looked up at Mike, then at the highlight, and then lowered his head.

A very large white man, whose height cannot be seen from sitting down. He is quite young. His clothes are not dirty, but they are wrinkled, as if they were worn while sleeping. He is sitting there looking very worried, as if he is not here to eat.

, rather like thinking about life.

A black waitress came over with a menu. She put the menu on the table, holding a small book in her hand, and said enthusiastically: "What are you going to eat?"

Mike opened the menu and looked at it, and said, "I'd like the biggest trash can pizza, cream of mushroom soup, and a fried chicken platter. How about you?"

Gao Guang took the menu and said: "Well, Hawaiian style pizza, this has pineapple on it, I like pineapple."

The waiter shrugged and said, "One pizza is enough for two people. The largest trash can pizza is big, really big."

Mike looked at the waiter's butt, and then he showed a sly smile and said frivolously: "How big is it? Is it that big? Wow, it's really big, but it doesn't matter, I like big ones."

He actually started teasing the waiter, Gao Guang frowned, and the customer sitting diagonally across from them looked up again, but then lowered his head again.

The waiter joked a little with Mike, as if she was enjoying it too. It wasn't until Gao Guang and Mike finished ordering that they squeezed Mike's hand, smiled, picked up the menu and left. Then, Gao Guang looked at another waiter.

, carrying a stack of pizza boxes in each hand, walked to the waiting customer's table.

The pizza boxes were all the largest, with at least five in a stack. After ten pizzas were placed on the table in front of the man, a male waiter said: "Sir, your pizza is ready. The total is two hundred and eighty."

Ten dollars.”

The young man took out three banknotes from his pocket. They were brand-new banknotes. The denomination could not be seen in the highlight, but judging from the thickness, they must be in denomination of one hundred.

After handing the banknote to the waiter, the young man stood up. He hesitated for a moment, and then said in a tangled tone: "No need to look for it."

"Thank you for the tip, I'll help you get it to the car."

The customer didn't say much. He nodded, picked up a stack of pizzas, took out the car keys from his pocket with his right hand, and started walking out.

Gao Guang didn't move much, but before the guest went out, he quickly turned to look out the window and memorized the license plate number of the car outside. Then he turned back and watched the man open the door with the corner of his eye.

, putting both stacks of pizza on the back seat.

The guest also glanced in Gao Guang's direction. After realizing that Gao Guang did not turn to look at him, he closed the rear door, got into the car and left.

No, it can't be such a coincidence, it can't be such good luck.

Gao Guang's heart was pounding, but he immediately took out his mobile phone, first texted Danny the license plate number he saw, and then immediately made a call.

Waiting for the call to be connected, Gao Guang immediately whispered: "Right now, a red Ford F150 has just left Domino's Pizza. The license plate number has been sent to you. The driver is a white man under thirty years old and tall.

He is over 1.85 meters tall. He just left with ten 12-inch pizzas. When he said there was no need to look for him anymore, he had a slight roll of tongue. I am very sensitive to language and accent."

Danny whispered on the phone: "So fast? Be careful and don't alarm him."
To be continued...