The film starts with the Navy SEALs

After completing the security service for a group of important guests, Long Zhan's life is still going on as usual. On this day, a young man came to the familiar gym again, ready to sweat. Long Zhan, wearing a neat suit and standing tall, followed the young man silently like a loyal shadow. In the gym, the lights are bright, the fitness equipment is neatly arranged, the air is mixed with the smell of disinfectant and sweat, people are exercising in their respective areas, shouting and the sound of equipment colliding are intertwined.

The young man stood in front of the sandbag, his eyes focused, punching vigorously, and each blow was accompanied by a heavy and powerful exhalation. The sandbag was shaken violently and made a dull sound. But not long after, his movements gradually slowed down. Looking around, everyone in the huge gym was busy with their own things, and no one could share his current state. He turned his head to look at Long Zhan who was standing quietly by the side. Long Zhan had a blank expression on his face, and his eyes were vigilantly scanning the surroundings. His calm temperament was incompatible with the vibrant fitness atmosphere around him. The young man thought to himself that this man must be bored standing like this all the time. So he shouted to Long Zhan enthusiastically: "Brother, how about playing a game with me?" In his opinion, sparring with this mysterious bodyguard can not only add to the fun of fitness, but also maybe see different skills.

"Oh, no, sir." Long Zhan politely declined, his voice low and calm. He knew very well that his duty was to ensure the safety of the guests, not to compete with others in the gym. He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of a spur of the moment, he just wanted to complete his work steadily and spend every day in peace and stability.

However, when the young man saw that Long Zhan rejected him so straightforwardly, his competitive spirit was instantly ignited. He stopped what he was doing, wiped the beads of sweat on his face with a towel, and strode to Long Zhan. At this moment, the two stood together, forming a sharp contrast. The young man was wearing a simple sports vest, exuding the vigor and unruliness of youth; Long Zhan was dressed in a suit and tie, and every detail revealed professionalism and rigor. "What? Are you afraid that I will beat you to a pulp?" The young man said in a somewhat provocative tone, his tone full of dissatisfaction with Long Zhan's rejection.

Long Zhan looked at the young man's slightly frail figure, and the following scene involuntarily emerged in his mind: If he really took action, the other party would probably bleed from his nose and fall to the ground in a mess. But he quickly suppressed this thought, showing a gentle smile on his face, and replied slowly: "That's about it, I'd better not embarrass myself." He tried to use this euphemistic way to resolve the possible conflict.

The young man threw the towel away, his face full of impatience. Seeing this, Long Zhan hurriedly changed the subject: "Sir, you have a meeting tonight, do you need security to accompany you? This is arranged in the schedule." The young man became even more annoyed when he heard it, and shouted: "Then the schedule is wrong, let the driver drive the car to the front!" After that, he strode away without looking back. Long Zhan looked at his back as he left, frowning slightly, his heart full of doubts, but he could only do as he asked.

During the day, Long Zhan was still busy, handling various security matters seriously. When night fell and the city was lit up by bright lights, he returned to the dormitory arranged by the company. Lying on the bed, Long Zhan's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the group of guests he received during the day. He always felt that these people's behavior was a bit strange, as if they were hiding some unspeakable secrets. However, he thought about it over and over again, and could not find any substantial evidence to confirm his guess.

After much hesitation, Long Zhan decided to call Madison. After the call was connected, he told Madison everything he had seen and heard during the day, including the young man's strange behavior. After listening, Madison asked softly: "Do you think everyone has bad intentions?" Long Zhan smiled helplessly and replied: "Well, although it is a bit absolute to say this, this guy is really wrong. I'm sure he must be planning something." Madison then asked: "Then what do you think he is doing?" Then she reminded with concern: "You go there mainly to be responsible for security work, don't bring too much trouble to yourself, understand?" She didn't want Long Zhan to get involved in unnecessary trouble because of groundless speculation. Long Zhan quickly responded: "I know, dear, I know what's going on."

However, Madison was still keenly aware of Long Zhan's abnormality, and said with a smile: "The way you worry now is a bit like the old Long Gibran." Long Zhan hurriedly explained: "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I'm just telling you what I observed. I don't mean anything else. Don't worry about me." In fact, Long Zhan knew in his heart that his years of professional experience had cultivated a keen intuition, and this intuition kept reminding him subconsciously that things were far from as simple as they seemed.

While Long Zhan was talking to Madison, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a boy sneaking into the hotel on the surveillance screen. The boy's walking posture and his look around instantly aroused Long Zhan's vigilance. With years of combat experience, he intuitively felt that this person was very suspicious. He immediately said to Madison: "Honey, I suddenly have something urgent to do. I have to deal with the schedule. I'm hanging up first." Although Madison felt that the timing of Long Zhan hanging up the phone was very strange, she didn't ask too much, so she had to say: "Okay, let's talk when you are free." Long Zhan tried to make his tone sound more natural: "Okay, I wish you a good work today, I love you." Madison responded: "I love you too." Although her heart was full of doubts, she still felt a little sweet when she heard Long Zhan's affectionate confession.

Long Zhan hung up the phone, quickly packed up his things, and prepared to follow the suspicious young man. He saw the young fitness guy waiting for a car on the side of the road. It was already midnight, and it was really puzzling that he went out at this time. But Long Zhan didn't hesitate at all, and immediately drove after him. The streets at night were extremely quiet and there were few vehicles. Long Zhan carefully kept a distance from the car. He couldn't follow too closely and be discovered, nor could he follow too far and lose the target. Every operation was extremely cautious. The car moved slowly forward under the dim street lights. Long Zhan's eyes were fixed on the car that the young man in front was riding in, and his heartbeat also slightly accelerated with the tense atmosphere. He silently guessed the young man's destination and intentions in his heart. Various possibilities kept flashing through his mind, but there was no definite answer.

Mysterious pursuit in Kowloon

Meanwhile, on the other side of the earth, after obtaining key location information, Coltrane and Chetri rushed to Hong Kong without stopping. Hong Kong, this international metropolis full of vitality and mystery, has high-rise buildings lined up one after another, neon lights flashing and dazzling, and the streets are busy with cars and people coming and going, full of fireworks. After they arrived, they first found a place to settle down. After a short rest, they began to discuss the next plan of action. Coltrane said to Stonebich and Shakova with a serious expression and firm eyes: "The surveillance camera captured the traces of Natasha Petrenko. At present, it seems that we have to go to the Charity Hill Nightclub in Kowloon." Chetri immediately responded: "I can try to access the closed-circuit television system and find out the situation inside first, so that you can be more confident when you go in." Coltrane nodded slightly, and then said: "Finding Petrenko is the top priority. We must find out why she is there and who she is going to meet."

Novin pondered and put forward his own guess: "Do you think she is going to meet Pavel?" Stonebich frowned and said doubtfully: "Meeting in a public place is a bit unreasonable." Kechuan pondered for a moment and said: "In any case, Pavel must be not far away." Shakova also expressed his opinion: "She sold the nuclear bomb and made 10 million, and then went straight to this place, so..." Kechuan interrupted her and said anxiously: "So we must be extra careful and must not alert the enemy. This mission cannot fail." Everyone understood the difficulty and danger of this mission. Everyone's expression became solemn and they dared not slack off.

After the discussion, Norman and Stonebridge changed into casual clothes and headed for the Charity Hill Nightclub in Kowloon. Inside the nightclub, the lights were dim and ambiguous, and the deafening music echoed in every corner. On the stage, several women in gorgeous cheongsams held fans and danced to the rhythm of the music. Their dance moves were graceful and full of retro charm. Norman and Stonebridge carefully shuttled through the crowd, their eyes were sharp, and they did not miss any suspicious places. Sometimes they pretended to appreciate the performance, and sometimes they observed the people around them as if nothing had happened. Every subtle move was very cautious.

After a careful search, they did not find any particularly suspicious signs. However, Norman keenly noticed that there was a van parked outside the nightclub. Since they entered the nightclub, the van had been parked there without moving, and the driver was nowhere to be seen. This unusual situation made him suspicious. He quietly touched Stonebridge and signaled the van with his eyes. The two exchanged a meaningful look, knowing in their hearts that this car might be one of the key clues to solving the mystery.

At this time, Chhetri reported to them on the intercom: "Everyone, please pay attention. A VIP area has been reserved for a mysterious client." In order to better complete the task, Shakova dressed up carefully, put on a sexy sequined belly-exposing outfit, and cleverly blended into the crowd, pretending to stay there leisurely. Her appearance immediately attracted a lot of people's attention, but she didn't care. Her eyes were always focused on observing every move around her, not missing any details. She shuttled among the crowd, seemingly chatting with people around her casually, but in fact she was trying to get all kinds of potentially useful information.

Chettri and Coltrane were waiting outside in their cars, ready to respond at any time. Chettri continued to report to everyone: "There is a problem with the CCTV signal here, which seems to be caused by internal interference. There is a wine tasting room downstairs, and the monitoring junction box is in the far corner." After hearing this, Stonebridge volunteered: "I'll go over there to check the situation." After that, he walked towards the direction of the wine tasting room. His steps were steady, his expression was natural, and he tried not to attract other people's attention. On the way to the wine tasting room, he cleverly avoided several patrolling security guards and successfully arrived at the wine tasting room with his excellent adaptability.

In the wine tasting room, the lights were soft and the air was filled with the aroma of wine. Stonebridge pretended to be an ordinary customer, walking around inside, looking for the surveillance junction box. Just as he was about to approach his target, a security guard suddenly blocked his way. "Sir, you are not allowed to enter here casually." The security guard said expressionlessly. Stonebridge was startled, but he quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm lost, I'll leave now." After that, he turned around and prepared to leave. But at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the location of the surveillance junction box from the corner of his eye and secretly made a note of it in his heart. He walked out of the wine tasting room calmly and reported the situation to everyone through the intercom in a hidden corner.

Coltrane also got out of the car and carefully checked around the nightclub, not missing any corner that might hold clues. In the center of the banquet, there was a guest who looked very similar to Stonebridge. He had a full beard and was laughing and joking with several women, having a great time. But when he inadvertently saw Stonebridge looking around, a hint of alertness flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but become suspicious. He frowned slightly, stopped what he was doing, and began to pay close attention to Stonebridge's every move. Stonebridge hadn't noticed his abnormality at this time, and was still concentrating on finding clues related to the mission.

Shakova also noticed this person. Her face changed slightly, and she immediately reported through the intercom: "I saw an acquaintance, Artem Orlov, a former Black Sea Marine." After that, she pretended to be calm, quietly approached, and continued to closely observe Artem's every move, trying to find some useful clues from his behavior. She found that Artem whispered to the nightclub staff from time to time, and his eyes revealed a kind of vigilance and uneasiness. She approached carefully, trying to hear their conversation clearly, but due to the noisy environment, she could not get key information.

Nowen walked towards the VIP area. After he entered the VIP area, he found that the atmosphere here was completely different from the outside. The decoration was more luxurious and the guests were more elegantly dressed. Although the guests here seemed normal on the surface and were chatting and laughing, their eyes revealed an imperceptible vigilance and uneasiness. Moreover, Nowen also noticed that there were several people who looked like bodyguards patrolling back and forth. They had sharp eyes and kept an eye on everyone's movements at all times, which made Nowen more certain that there must be unknown secrets hidden here. "We found the VIP area." Nowen reported to everyone through the intercom, and his voice was very low, for fear of being heard by people around him. (End of this chapter)