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Chapter 135 The Unit (CIA Secret Operations Group)! (Seeking monthly votes)
"Watfa!?"

The deafening sound of the door being broken down instantly caused an uproar among the girls in the living room.

Mia stared in horror at the trembling door frame.

She is moving into this top-of-the-line apartment, a gift from her grandmother six months ago, for the first time today.

How could such a high-end apartment have robbers?
"Mia, could he be a bad guy?" Her best friend grabbed her arm, her voice trembling.

"I...I don't know," Mia shook her head frantically. "This is my first time here too."

"By the way, isn't there a policeman in the restroom?"

"That's a male stripper! You think he's a real cop?!"

Just as the girls were huddled in a corner of the sofa, the bathroom door slammed open.

Amidst the gazes of the women, Luo Xia, shirtless, was the first to step out. He quickly glanced at Mia, who was squeezed between several girls.

The girl was looking at him in fear and confusion, clearly unaware of the kidnapping.

Rorschach walked toward the door, simultaneously drawing his modified police Glock 17 from his waist, quickly pulling out the slide, and neatly loading it.

He pressed himself against the wall next to the door, listening intently to the sounds outside.

Judging from the sound, the tools used to break down the door were likely a battering ram and hydraulic spreaders. The rammed door frame cut off the latch while violently ramming the lock.

This professional-level door-breaking technique would cause an ordinary residential door to completely collapse after only five impacts.

Although this is one of the most luxurious apartments in New York, and the reinforced security door can withstand three or four more blows, it's only a matter of time before it's too late.

Harold is right. These guys came prepared for a premeditated kidnapping. Even within the police department, this level of breaching equipment would require multiple approvals, taking at least half an hour.

"CIA"

Luo Xia frowned, but remained absolutely calm.

He strode to the French windows, swiftly pulled back the curtains, and looked down.

Nineteen stories high, with a vertical distance of nearly 100 meters.

Looking around, apart from the balconies of the neighboring apartments, there were no footholds to climb and escape from.

“Rorschach, the surveillance footage shows there are six people at the entrance, and all three fire exits on this floor have been blocked.”

Harold's voice in the earpiece was clearly anxious, "Although our goal is to save the life of the target number, if you're not confident, we can actually give up for now and figure out a way to proceed after we've confirmed your safety."

"Harold."

Luo Xia interrupted him, calmly asking, "Can the fire alarm system in this building be activated remotely?"

"Fire alarm? Technically, there's no problem, but what's the purpose of doing this?" Harold asked, puzzled.

Do you remember our division of labor principle?

As Luo Xia spoke, he began violently tearing at the heavy curtains, skillfully twisting the fabric into ropes. "During the operation, I was in complete control of everything."

“OK, as long as you have a plan.” Harold paused for a moment, then stopped asking questions.

The girls huddled together on the sofa were staring in disbelief at what was happening.

"What is he doing? Wait, is this guy really a gigolo?!"

"It doesn't seem like it. Did you see how he drew and cocked the gun just now? My dad is a police superintendent, I'm absolutely sure I didn't make a mistake, it was a real gun!"

"Watfa? Does that mean he's a real policeman?"

"Tsk tsk, a policeman by day and a gigolo by night, quite a contrast."

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The group of girls, who had been panicking, suddenly started gossiping without a care in the world.

But the next second, a piercing fire alarm suddenly blared throughout the entire building, and alarm lights on all floors lit up at the same time, their crimson glow flashing in the corridors.

The agents outside who were breaking down the door paused in their actions.

Immediately afterwards, the doors of other residents on the entire floor opened one after another, and sleepy-eyed and disheveled residents rushed out in a panic.

When they saw this group of "professionals" dressed in suits but carrying guns and wielding batons, they were all stunned.

"FBI!"

The man in the suit leading the group quickly flashed his badge, the prominent "FBI" lettering in the upper left corner causing the residents in the corridor to hesitate for a moment before hurriedly evacuating amidst the piercing sound of the fire alarm.

Impersonating FBI agents during domestic operations has long been an open secret within the CIA.

Moreover, these documents are actually genuine and valid; they could easily fool the FBI headquarters if taken for verification.

In those few seconds of delay, Rorschach had already pulled Mia off the sofa and quickly wrapped her with the torn curtains.

"What do you want to do?"

Mia didn't wake up as if from a dream until she was wrapped up four or five times. She looked up nervously at the strange man in front of her.

“Those people outside are all after you.” Luo Xia didn’t even look up, his hands still moving. “If you want to live, cooperate obediently.”

"Arrest me?" Mia stared wide-eyed in confusion.

“That’s right. A weapons expert from your country was taken to New York by the CIA. I don’t know if the federal government wanted to get some weapons blueprints or something from this expert, but anyway, that guy refused to give in, so they set their sights on you.”

Mia remained completely bewildered, unable to make sense of the connection between the two.

In fact, even Rorschach couldn't understand the CIA's logic.

This isn't some feudal society. How could they come up with the idea of ​​using a princess from a small country to threaten the people of this nation? If it were Rorschach himself, he probably wouldn't even give the CIA a second glance.

After securing Mia securely, Rorschach dragged her towards the balcony. Before leaving, he turned back to look at Maria and the other girls who had just come out of the bathroom, and emphasized to Maria in particular, "Since the address is in the city center, they definitely won't try to silence you. Besides, I don't think you're ordinary people, so don't worry too much. When they come in, just raise your hands in surrender and tell them your parents' names."

The girls nodded blankly, watching as the man, who was both a policeman and a male dancer, led Mia towards the balcony.

Maria gently touched her swollen cheek, glaring at the two men's backs with displeasure, but then she thought: since Rorschach is in New York, we might see each other again in the future.

This morbid thought secretly pleased her.

Rorschach, of course, had no time to consider Maria's thoughts.

At this moment, his only consolation was that the princess beside him was surprisingly cooperative, completely unlike the arrogant and spoiled temperaments of royal family members in movies and TV dramas.

He pointed to the balcony to the side and said in a deep voice, "I'll jump over there first and catch you. Then you jump over after me, understand?"

Mia peeked out and, upon seeing the seven or eight meters between the two apartment buildings, immediately shook her head frantically: "How could I possibly jump that far! Absolutely not!"

"Don't worry, I'll catch you over there."

Luo Xia shook the knotted curtain in his hand. "What do you think this is for?"

Before Mia could respond, Rorschach had already flung the curtains out, which precisely wrapped around the marble railing of the opposite balcony.

He stepped onto the railing and leaped, using the pull of the curtains to land gracefully on the opposite balcony.

The whole process probably took less than a second. By the time Mia realized what was happening, the man in front of her had already disappeared.

"Oh My God--"

Mia stared in shock, her mouth agape.

Before she could even see what the other person did, the dancing man was sent flying.

"Hey! Hurry up, girl!"

Luo Xia slammed his fist on the railing and roared, "Don't fucking waste my time! If it weren't for the fear of stray bullets hurting you, I would have already opened the door and gone out to fight them!"

Mia trembled at the shout.

This was the first time anyone had spoken to her so fiercely since she inherited the title of princess.

"What are you thinking about! Jump already!"

"Oh"

Mia cautiously climbed onto the railing, and when she looked down at the hundred-meter-high sky, she immediately felt dizzy.

Just then, a loud crash and hurried footsteps came from behind her, and with Luo Xia urging her on from the front, under the pressure, her vision went black, her foot slipped, and she fell straight down—she was so frightened that she fainted.

Even with his highly trained reflexes, Rorschach was taken aback by this sudden turn of events.

"Watfuck?!"

This girl just fainted like that?

"Bam—"

Fortunately, Luo Xia was still holding the curtain wrapped around Mia tightly. With one hand, he managed to pull the princess up from mid-air.

Holding the unconscious Mia in his arms, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Luo Xia couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

This scene looks like something out of a Disney romance movie.
After leaving the balcony, Rorschach, carrying the unconscious Mia, quickly scanned the surroundings.

The fire alarm did work, not only delaying the CIA's operation but also allowing the entire floor to be emptied.

By this time, the CIA agents had all gathered in the next room to search. Rorschach pushed open the door, preparing to leave with Mia; the two looked like a couple on a date.

Especially when paired with Rorschach's naked upper body, it adds even more credibility.

However, things didn't go as planned. As soon as he pushed open the door, the expression on his face instantly turned strange.

In the corridor, another team of fully armed personnel stood guard with their guns pointed at the door of the next room.

Upon hearing the door open, everyone's eyes turned to this side.

“By the way, Rorschach,” Harold’s voice came through the earpiece, “the surveillance cameras on this floor were all destroyed a minute ago, and I still don’t have a complete idea of ​​how many people the other side has planted.”

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Looking at the "The Unit" logo embroidered on the collars of these people, Rorschach sighed helplessly.

So all his hard work just now was for nothing?
"boom--!"

Gunshots suddenly rang out!

Luo Xia quickly threw Mia onto the sofa behind him, shot the leading member of the action team in the head with a shot to the head, and then used the fallen corpse as a human shield. He whispered into his headset, "Find me a new route within thirty seconds."

Thirty seconds? Is that enough time?

"Well, Harold."

Bang Bang Bang!
Rorschach fired several shots to force back the approaching agents, dodging the whistling bullets with a look of surprise in his eyes.

These men were incredibly accurate with their guns, and the gunmen flanking him blocked his escape route with a barrage of bullets.

It seems the CIA does have a few capable people.

"Forty-five seconds it is, buddy."

He grinned excitedly and said, "You should at least give me some time to smoke."

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(End of this chapter)