A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

"No, Dad, I'm in the bathroom."

"Did you bring any metal accessories?"

"No... okay, there is one, it's a woven bracelet that a classmate gave me."

"Take it off and let me see it."

“Dad…” Kem looked helpless.

"Be good, good boy."

Upon hearing this, Kem had no choice but to take off the bracelet.

Now, Brian could no longer hear the faint echo from the microphone.

Brian's expression changed drastically when he realized that his daughter had someone else's electronic devices on her!

On the other side of Paris, Cao Gui's lips twitched slightly. Brian, you really know how to cause me trouble!

"Oh my God!" Suddenly, Kem's terrified voice came through the earpiece:

"Dad, someone's here! They've kidnapped Amanda!"

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Chapter 67 Annihilating the Scum!

Los Angeles, Monticio.

Brian hurriedly knocked on the door of his ex-wife Lenore and her husband's house.

"Kem has been arrested."

"What?" Lenore was completely confused; she didn't understand Brian's words.

"Brian, what are you doing here at this hour?" Lenore asked in surprise.

"Stuart, tell me, have you made any enemies lately? Are there any enemies abroad?"

Brian ignored her and directly questioned Lenore's husband, then ruthlessly exposed Stuart's shady business dealings.

"As far as I know, no."

Stuart replied that he wasn't as stupid as Lenore; the murderous aura emanating from Brian chilled him to the bone, and he had no doubt that the man would snap his own neck.

Brian turned and hurried upstairs: "That room is Kim's?"

"Brian, answer me, what happened to Kem?" Lenore pressed.

“She was kidnapped in Paris!” Brian gritted his teeth and replied coldly.

"Oh my God! How could this be..."

Lenore's body went limp, and he almost collapsed. His eyes immediately turned red, and tears fell drop by drop.

Brian ignored her and went straight into Kem's room to search for her. He wanted to see if Kem had gotten involved with some shady boyfriend.

However, after searching through Kem's diary and various ornaments, no content related to men was found, so it can be basically concluded that the problem does not lie with Kem.

“Leno, who gave Kem that woven bracelet?” Brian remembered what he had discovered during the phone call.

“It was a gift from a classmate, but I don’t remember who it was…” Renault sobbed uncontrollably, unable to recall anything.

“It’s a man and a woman. The man is of Chinese descent and his name is Cao. The woman is white and her name is Gwen,” Stewart replied from the side. He remembered the two of them well when they came with Harry Osborn.

Brian nodded upon hearing this, and then said, "I remember you have an agreement with an airline. Now, prepare a plane for me to fly to Paris, the sooner the better."

Stuart hesitated for a moment, then agreed and quickly went out to make a call.

As for Lenore, all she could do was cry.

Just then, the phone rang. It was a friend calling. After a conversation, Brian and Lenore learned what had happened and what tragic events Kem might experience next.

"Oh, my daughter, my child..." Renaud was overwhelmed with grief.

“Sam, help me investigate two more people.” Brian’s face was ashen: “Two high school students, one is of Chinese descent named Cao, and the other is a girl named Gwen.”

A short while later, the other end of the phone replied:

"The man is an FBI official, and his adoptive father works for the FBI. The woman is a NYPD member under family protection, and her father is a director of the NYPD. They were classmates with Kem."

"Based on my analysis, the woman has nothing to do with this matter; she is currently on vacation in Hawaii."

"But it's not necessarily the man's case. He went to Paris, and he was on the same flight as Kem."

The person on the other end of the phone said that as an intelligence analyst, he could tell at a glance how dangerous these two people were.

Brian's face instantly darkened. If it really was him, no matter who was behind him, he would make him pay the price!

Brian left in a hurry, boarded a plane to Paris, and didn't look at his ex-wife even once during the entire flight.

……

Paris

A black SUV was parked some distance in front of Kem and Amanda's apartment. Cao Gui sat in the driver's seat, quietly watching the apartment entrance in the distance.

There was no other way; Brian had to remove the GPS tracker he had left on Kem, so he had to personally track him down.

Shortly after, four burly Slavic men carried the two unconscious girls into a van, which then turned around and sped away.

Cao Gui silently started the car and quietly followed, speeding all the way until the van arrived in the 2nd arrondissement of Paris.

Paris, the so-called city of romance, a city with a century-long history, a famous international metropolis, even Shanghai in China is called the "Paris of the East".

This demonstrates its influence in the world.

But... the people of Shanghai refused. They resolutely refused to stand with Paris. "I've held out in one warehouse longer than your entire country. What gives you the audacity to be on par with me?"

Moreover, we don't have a distinctive place like the 2nd arrondissement of Paris.

The 2nd arrondissement of Paris is indeed a unique place, and its uniqueness is... its uniqueness!

At night, the streets are filled with blonde women walking around, talking to clients worth hundreds of millions. It's a pity it's daytime now, not nighttime, so I can't witness the unique scenes of developed Western countries.

In the northeast of District 2, the van drove into a street called Paradise Street and finally stopped in front of house number 10. Kem and Amanda were carried inside.

At the street corner, Cao Gui's gaze was cold. In this world, he hated two kinds of people the most: human traffickers and drug dealers.

Cao Gui took out a white mask, put on a hoodie, and was about to drive off when a convertible suddenly drove past. Inside were a young woman and a Gallic man in a yellow coat.

Cao Gui was taken aback and did not continue, but instead observed.

Over there, the convertible slowly came to a stop in front of 10 Paradise Street. The woman inside was taken aback: "Why did you stop here?"

"This is the venue for the carnival party," the man in yellow laughed.

The woman asked, puzzled, "Isn't it nighttime, Peter?"

"Haha, you can do that now too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red door of house number 10 opened, and two burly men rushed out, put a black hood over the girl's head, and dragged her directly into the house.

A moment later, another person came out and tossed a small wad of cash to the man in yellow.

"Remember to return the rented car." With that, the man went back inside.

"Don't worry, I'll pay it back now."

The man in the yellow shirt patted the small wad of money, said with satisfaction, and then drove away.

The vehicle moved slowly forward, but when it reached the street corner, the black SUV suddenly opened the door and a person jumped out, and in his hand, he was holding a crossbow!

Boom!

The crossbow string spooled up and fired a steel crossbow bolt, instantly piercing the windshield and then striking the man in yellow in the left shoulder.

Cao Gui frowned; the shot had missed!

He was not skilled with crossbows, and moving targets were sometimes difficult to aim at.

"what--!"

Cao Gui jumped into his car, grabbed his neck, and choked him back to his own voice.

"Tell me, how many people are inside?" Cao Gui demanded sharply.

"I...I don't know..." the man in yellow said painfully.

Cao Gui's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly pulled out the arrow stuck in his flesh. With a "plop," the barbs on the crossbow bolt tore out two small pieces of flesh.

"Ah...uh..."

Cao Gui grabbed his neck again: "Answer my question!"

"I don't know, I really don't know..." Tears welled up in the man's eyes. "I was just a lookout, I wasn't qualified to go in."

Cao Gui frowned, not expecting this person to be so useless.

"Parisians?"

“Yes, yes, a native Parisian…” the man in yellow shouted.

"Please, please let me go. I promise I'll leave Paris and never do this again."

Cao Gui shook his head slightly; it turned out he was an old Manchu from the Plain White Banner of Paris.

"No wonder they surrendered so quickly."

With a sudden thrust, Cao Gui's steel crossbow bolt pierced the man's skull, causing his head to loll to the side and he to die instantly, ending his sinful life.

Wiping the blood off his hands, Cao Gui frowned slightly. He had originally wanted to extract some information to facilitate the operation, but it seemed that he would have no choice but to launch a direct attack.

……

10 Rue de Paradise, 2nd arrondissement, Paris.

One was thin and small, the other was burly and strong. The two Slavs sat bored in the small open space behind the door, fiddling with a few small mahjong tiles on the table.

New goods arrived, but there was none for them. They could only wait for others to finish the first batch before they had to pick up the scraps, since they were the only ones who had just joined.

"Did you hear that? They're starting again," the skinny man said dejectedly. "When will it be our turn?"

"You've only been here a month, what's the rush?" the burly man said.

Aren't you in a hurry?

"It's urgent, but what can we do?" the burly man said helplessly; they were in a really bad situation.