On the Fort Hamilton Expressway, a modified super cool Harley motorcycle was racing from east to west in the night. The night in Brooklyn was a bit cool, but fortunately, Chu Yan and Murong Wanruo both wore helmets, so the speed was still fine to control it to about 80 kilometers.

"Let's have something to eat first." Harley Motorcycle drove into the door of a convenience store in the service area. After the parking lock was locked, Chu Yan pulled Murong Wanruo into the convenience store. The convenience store's things were nothing more than high-calorie foods such as hamburgers and hot dogs. However, for Murong Wanruo, who was so cold that he felt a little chilled all over, these things were undoubtedly the best choice.

A cup of hot coffee, a piece of French fries, and a double-layer burger, Murong Wanruo ate it happily. While Murong Wanruo was eating, Chu Yan bought a denim jacket, a pair of jeans and sneakers from the store on the convenience store. Murong Wanruo's Hawaiian style outfit at night was really weak!

"Put it on, the temperature is much more important than the demeanor!" Chu Yan looked at Murong Wanruo's expression with a little puzzled expression and explained with a smile. Murong Wanruo also lowered her head and looked at her short strapless skirt. Indeed, even though Chu Yan put her coat on her along the way, she was still blown by the wind!

The Verazano Strait Bridge looks very beautiful in the night. Of course, it would be nice if the wind was smaller. It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Chu Yan drove Murong Wanruo out of the Brooklyn area with a motorcycle. After crossing the bridge, he arrived at Staten Island. It was time to find a place to rest.

Although motels are not unique to the United States, their origins are directly related to English. The original text comes from the English motel, which is the abbreviation of motorhotel.

The biggest difference between a motel and a general hotel is that the parking space provided by a motel is connected to the room. The first floor is used as a garage and the second floor is a room. This unique door and family is a typical motel room design.

Chu Yan does not have a car, but Harley Motorcycle is also a valuable car, so when Chu Yan and Murong Wanruo walked into the room with the room key and lay on the big bed, Murong Wanruo's heart completely relaxed.

"No, there is hot water, take a shower and go to bed." Chu Yan observed the surrounding environment, confirmed that it was inconspicuous, and then walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. He looked at the steaming water and tried the temperature. It was not bad, about 40 degrees, and the shower was just right.

"Why should I wash together?" Murong Wanruo's proposal was very tough and in line with her personality. Chu Yan basically agreed without thinking too much. The men and women on the run always had fierce sparks during the occasional rest, and Murong Wanruo also urgently needed someone to help her completely relieve her tense nerves. Undoubtedly, Chu Yan is the most suitable candidate.

As the temperature in the bathroom gradually increased, Chu Yan and Murong Wanruo's body temperature also rose rapidly. Naturally, it was just a little while, and the bathtub became a battlefield. As the war spread, it quickly burned the entire house, sofa, floor, and window, and finally moved to the extremely comfortable large bed.

Holding Chu Yan's strong chest, Murong Wanruo fell asleep. Chu Yan fell asleep after a while, until at 8 o'clock in the morning, the two of them were quarreled by Murong Wanruo's cell phone ringtone.

"Who is it?" Chu Yan opened his eyes. He didn't know who Murong Wanruo contacted now, so he asked subconsciously, and Murong Wanruo rubbed his eyes, then placed the screen of his phone in front of Chu Yan's eyes. The two words on the screen made Chu Yan laugh.

"Miss San, what's the matter?" As soon as the phone was connected, Murong Wanruo cleared her throat, pressed her phone to hands-free and asked softly.

"Liuruo, how are you? I heard Uncle Murong say that the dead shemale found your trace. Have you been caught by him?" A very caring voice came from the phone. Murong Wanruo was naturally very happy, while Chu Yan's eyes were a little strange after hearing these words, but this expression was fleeting and did not last long.

"I'm fine. It's not that easy for them to catch me. By the way, how is my father doing recently? Has that woman already grabbed Murong Group into her palms? You have to be careful when you monitor them, as they will find it troublesome!" Murong Wanruo is very grateful to her good sister. Not everyone likes being an undercover agent.

"Uncle Murong and Jiang Lan are now in contact with several groups with great backgrounds. I don't know what their purpose is. However, Uncle Murong seems to have always had a headache recently, and I don't know if it's a headache again. By the way, where are you now? Is it safe?" The girl marked as a mistress asked again with concern, and Murong Wanruo immediately smiled and shook her head, answering the other party truthfully.

"I'm in a motel on Staten Island. It's very remote and there's nothing wrong. But you must pay attention to safety. Okay, if there's nothing wrong, I'll hang up." Murong Wanruo said and hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, then stretched hard, turned over and lay on Chu Yan's chest again!

"Why do you have such an expression?" Murong Wanruo looked at Chu Yan with a smile and was a little confused about the strange expression conveyed in Chu Yan's eyes. Chu Yan did not directly answer Murong Wanruo, but asked a question with a smile that Murong Wanruo had never figured it out.

"Do you think it was an accident that dead lady found you?" Chu Yan's question was very sharp, and Murong Wanruo was also in deep thought, but before Murong Wanruo's thoughts could result in any result, Chu Yan's other question was thrown out again like a thunder.

"Don't you think your mistress sounded a little strange just now?" This question was something Murong Wanruo had never thought of. She would never believe that her sister would betray her, so despite hesitation, Murong Wanruo still shook her head firmly!

"No, the mistress will never betray me. Don't maliciously speculate here and seriously hurt my mistress." Murong Wanruo said as she got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. Chu Yan got up from the bed and put on her clothes directly. He believed in his intuition and judgment, because these were all supported by enough facts and clues, so when Murong Wanruo came out of the bathroom, Chu Yan threw the clothes directly to her.

"Get dressed quickly, we have guests!" Chu Yan stood in front of the window and opened a thin gap in the curtains. Outside the hotel, two Toyota off-road vehicles rushed from a distance. The car stopped in front of the hotel and rushed down six tall and large men in suits. In the car in front, a cold-faced Asian woman came out.

"What did you say?" Murong Wanruo naturally understood what Chu Yan meant by the guest. She took the clothes and quickly put them on, then came to the window. When her eyes fell on the woman outside the hotel, her face suddenly turned a little ugly.

"Do you know her?" Murong Yan's imaginary expression made Chu Yan understand that she knew the people outside, but maybe she was still an acquaintance, so Chu Yan asked with a smile.

"Yes, she is Jiang Lan's subordinate. Her origin is very mysterious. I heard that she had killed someone." Murong Wanruo looked at the woman and felt a little worried because she saw the six men in suits, all of whom were bulging on their waists. It was obvious that they were all wearing guns. This is the United States, and it was very easy to get a gun!

"You should have awakened now, right? You have only told your mistress where we are. Now, the people who found this place clearly tell you a fact, that is, either the mistress took the initiative to sell you for some reason, or she was forced to betray you. No matter which one it is, it is the same, she betrayed!" Chu Yan smiled and pointed to the man in suit who had already touched the second floor separately, and then asked Murong Wanruo, "Is there an eyebrow-climbing knife in her bag?"

"Yes!" Murong Wanruo nodded immediately. Murong Wanruo, a must-have weapon for girls, would naturally have it. She quickly took out the small eyebrow squeezing knife and handed it to Chu Yan. Chu Yan smiled and clamped the eyebrow squeezing knife between her fingers!

"You go to the bathroom to hide, remember, I'll call you out, you'll come out again!"
Chapter completed!