"Boom! Bang!"

The car was raging in the restaurant.

"Che...!"

Finally, the front of the car was tied to the kitchen entrance next to the front desk to stop the unscrupulous collision and destruction of the car.

Wait for movement to stop.

The pedestrians outside stopped to watch, while the guests who were originally dining in the restaurant were breathing heavily with lingering fear.

Next to the collapsed gap.

The male customer who was lying on the ground slowly stood up, and at the same time helped the waitress up and asked the other party:

"Is there something uncomfortable? Or where is it not right? Tracy."

"No...it's okay..." The waiter with a flushed face shook his head gently.

"It's fine."

The male customer, who looked as usual, breathed a sigh of relief, looked around and confirmed that no one in the restaurant was injured by the car, he finally felt completely relieved.

Blonde, split, car accident and wealthy womanhood.

Several major elements combined together point the true identity of this secretly thankful male customer to Umbrella's former legendary intelligence officer, Lyons Kennedy.

The reason why it is called once was not because he was "fired and fired" by Umbrella...

Although Lyon directly lost countless transportation vehicles during his mission, Umbrella, including one Mammoth, twelve Warthogs, two Fishermen, etc., the company was not so stingy that he unilaterally fired the legend with outstanding meritoriousness.

In fact, as early as 30 years ago, in 2056, Lyon was transferred from the Intelligence Department to the alien space and demon supervision department as one of the supervisors of the field agents.

He has been on vacation these days, so he stayed at home in New York. He slept until after nine o'clock and woke up naturally. Then he always had breakfast in this restaurant.

What Lyon didn't expect was that after only a few days, he would encounter a rare traffic accident in which the vehicle broke out of control and rushed into the restaurant from the street.

I don't know if it was caused by his special physique or simply by chance...

"By the way, the boss is still behind, boss? Are you okay?"

At this time, the waitress suddenly remembered the restaurant owner and then hurriedly ran towards the back kitchen.

However, the bald boss with a "hairstyle" and a chef-wearing boss climbed out of the kitchen while stepping on the front hood of the car and came to the right side of the car.

Shake his head.

The boss looked at the car with the airbag spreading, frowned at the confused driver, "Young man, why are you anxious early in the morning? Look, this step is... "

Said.

When the bald boss saw that the guests were only frightened and no one was injured, he immediately raised his voice and said:

"I'm sorry for the sudden accident in our store today. I'll give you a free order for compensation."

He looked at the approaching waiter and said, "Trisey, I'll give you five days off and have a good rest. I'll give you a raise after the store is renovated. Ha...hehe, the police are here, I won't tell you now."

After saying that, the bald boss walked out of the store through the gap that was hit by the car.

There have been many onlookers on the street outside the store.

Flight boats from the New York Police Department, the Trauma Team, the Fire Department and other emergency agencies have also arrived.

Police officers wearing simple armor and mechanical bones began to evacuate the masses and block both sides of the one-way road, temporarily prohibiting the entry of ground vehicles to avoid traffic jams.

The firefighters and the trauma team entered the restaurant, extracted the liquid hydrogen fuel from the car, and then launched rescue to the driver.

At this time, two more police officers walked into the restaurant and guided Lyon, the waiters and everyone to leave the scene in an orderly manner.

Come outside the store.

Lyon leaned against the seaside guardrail, looked at the trauma team who was not seriously injured and sent it into the airship with some kind of floating technology stretcher.

See this.

Lyon couldn't help but say to himself: "Young man, I hope your insurance amount is enough."

If it is a car quality problem, the driver can be more relaxed. If it is a problem with its own operation, Nao Ang can only say in his heart that he wants to be blessed.

But no matter what, the restaurant owner can get a considerable amount of compensation, which is why the bald boss will hold back the laughter, free the bill and give the waiter a raise.

Just as Lyon was about to find a fast food and make some brunch, a waiter named Tracy approached him and asked bluntly:

"Mr. Kennedy... Do you have time tonight? I heard that there is a steak restaurant with very good reviews at the Metropolitan Museum. Do you want to go together..."

"Ding-!Ding-!"

However, the rapid ringtone of the phone interrupted the waiter's invitation.

Lyon took out his cell phone in the shape of a flaky crystal, looked at the screen, took advantage of the situation to show a "sad" expression, and declined:

"I'm sorry, the company has urgent matters and needs a business trip, so let's talk about it when I come back."

"That's it..." the waiter said regretfully: "Then you do it first, Mr. Kennedy."

"You are also enjoying the holiday, see you some other day."

Lyon said, walking forward, then turned left and left the one-way street carefully and began to read the text messages from the company.

But the content is simple and clear:

Director Kennedy asked to rush to the New York branch before 14:00, the colony needed an investigation by the Ministry of Supervision.

——2086 / 08 / 14 / 10:37.

"Oh..." Lyon, who saw the content and sent the lock screen of his phone back to his pocket, sighed with emotion:

"The holidays are always so short... Forget it, eating is the main goal now."

He quickly adjusted his mindset and said to himself, preparing to deal with the problem of hunger.

After having a breakfast brunch at a fried chicken fast food restaurant, Lyon took a rail track train to the East Side of Manhattan and returned to the home of Jugo Apartment.

Unlock into the house.

Change into slippers.

Lyon first walked to the cloakroom and changed into a loose brown waterproof long-sleeved shirt and black multi-pocket work pants.

Immediately afterwards, he came to the west side of the living room with a black travel bag containing clothes, entered the password at the terminal, and performed biosensing, and then entered the "purpose room" where the door was closed.

Turn on the lights.

In the square and regular "purpose room", there are dazzling firearms, grenades, lightweight armor and various Umbrella cutting-edge weapons and equipment on the left and right sides and on the walls facing the door.

Remove the belt that has a quick pull-out holster, pistol magazine bag and small tactical bag, tie it up, select a custom laser pistol and send it into the holster, put the battery magazine and corresponding tools into the magazine bag and tactical bag, and then cover these with a shirt.

Then he took some grenades, magazines and other equipment into his travel bag, packed it up, and rushed out on time at 1:30 in the afternoon.

Take a taxi that was booked in advance and fly in the bustling city with high-rise buildings. Within ten minutes, you arrived at the Empire State Building, which had been acquired by Umbrella and converted into a New York branch.

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Middle-floor area of ​​New York branch building.

Leon, who handed the travel bag to the staff, came to the end of the corridor and entered a combat conference room.

The automatic door just opened.

While talking to colleagues, or sitting in folding chairs, agents wearing their own casual clothes stood up and stood up, saluting Lyon:

"Super Kennedy."

"Yes." Lyon raised his hand and replied, put down his hand and signaled: "No need to be restrained."

“Yes, supervisor.”

After receiving the order, the agents continued to be as usual, but the volume of conversations with each other was obviously much smaller than before.

After all, no matter how young and "unreliable" Lyon seems to be, he is still a senior supervisor, with the corresponding rank equivalent to being a brigade general and major general level.

Lyon didn't care about the thoughts of the young people, so he went straight to the front of the conference room and sat down and waited.

Soon, the conference room became quiet.

When two o'clock arrives, the holographic device placed in the conference room generates real-time imaging after red at the front end.

She glanced at Lyon and all the agents, and said in a deep voice with a cold face: "Everyone, this emergency gathering was due to insufficient staffing of intelligence officers and supervisory agents from the Border Fortress Star Zone, and needed your support to conduct the investigation."

Hearing words.

Lyon, who had a slightly frown, asked, "Investigation? Is it an investigation about alien space and demons?"

Honghou shook his head lightly and said, "There is insufficient information and it is impossible to confirm whether it is a different space."

Then swing your left hand and imaged a holographic star map of the existing territory of human beings on her side.

Compared with more than ten years ago, its territory has not changed much, but the scope has been developed by humans, and the colonized galaxies have become much denser.

Moreover, the territory is divided into seven star regions, and the solar system located in the center is particularly conspicuous.

At this time, the Red Queen debugged and enlarged the star map and locked it to the harvest star, including the star of 32 colonial planets, as well as a large number of asteroid colonies and mines.
To be continued...