Hong Kong movies: I can see the loyalty value, I am not panicked at all

Beautiful country, Santa Clara County, California.

Raindrops kept falling, hitting the roof of the car and making a popping sound. The entire windshield of the car was hit by rain, and the sight in front of her was not clear at all.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Luo felt as if she was shrouded in darkness and couldn't breathe. Holding the last hope, she sent books and letters.

If that person didn't help her, she had no choice but to commit suicide.

Those right-wingers threatened her with her family, so she had to do this.

She didn't know that person, but she heard from her friends in the upper class of the United States that he had a great influence in the whole United States.

"I don't know if he will help me. After all... I'm just Chinese."

Zhang Luo sighed. She couldn't even get the contact information of that person, so she had to use the most ancient way - sending a letter.

But she never regretted what she did!

Even though she was forced into a desperate situation by the small life now, she didn't regret it. She wanted to let the world know about this history that was about to be forgotten.

"Dinglingling~" The phone rang.

Zhang Luo forced himself to stand up and picked up the phone on the co-pilot and answered the call.

"Ms. Zhang Luo, what have you thought about?" A poor English voice came from the phone.

Zhang Luo knew without listening that it must be those petty right-wingers again. She didn't want to talk to these people anymore.

"As long as you keep silent, we only ask you to keep silent. Now you are a beautiful Chinese, why bother to wade into the muddy water?

As long as you agree to our request, five million US dollars will be transferred to your card within an hour."

The person on the other end of the phone was still chattering and persuading.

"Shameless, I will go to the police station to sue you!" Zhang Luo couldn't help but started to curse.

"Hehe... Miss Zhang Luo, you have to thank your nationality, otherwise we have plenty of ways to make you disappear from this world.

And... You don't really think we can't do anything to you, right? Think about your children, think about your engineer husband."

There was a teasing laugh on the phone.

Zhang Luo hung up the phone directly. These people can really do anything.

Ever since her pet disappeared for no reason, she found it strangled and hung at her door a day later, and there was a threatening letter under the body.

She knew that this group of people had no bottom line!

Although she called the police afterwards, the police could not watch them 24 hours a day.

It was not until she found the dead pigeon at the door again that she realized the seriousness of the matter.

She also knew that calling the police was useless. She and her husband were not upper-class people, and the beautiful country of Fobole would not make a big fuss about this matter.

Now this incident has caused her to suffer from severe depression, and she feels that she can't hold on for too much longer.

At the suggestion of her friends, she sent her book and a letter of request to the gentleman as a last straw.

If the other party doesn't care, she has only one way to go for her family.

Zhang Luo fell asleep in the car while listening to the sound of rain.

I don't know how long it took, but a quick ring of the mobile phone woke her up.

Zhang Luo picked up the phone in a daze, "It's my husband calling! '

"What happened to Wright?"

"Zhang...our mailbox was painted red."

Zhang Luo sighed deeply, "Okay, I will deal with this matter as soon as possible."

After that, she hung up the phone, tears silently slid down her face, and Zhang Luo looked at the pistol she had prepared long ago in her bag.

She mustered up the courage to pick up the pistol, but the phone rang again. She looked at the caller ID and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hehe...I will curse you in hell. I will wait for you with the hundreds of thousands of dead souls, wait for you to come down, and tear you into pieces."

Zhang Luo roared on the phone.

She had decided to die to make her determination clear. No matter what, she couldn't let her family get hurt.

The other end of the phone seemed to be frightened and didn't speak.

After about ten seconds, "Mr. Zhang Luo? Hello, I am Gao Jin, the director of New World!"

Zhang Luo was stunned when he heard the voice, "No...I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Gao Jin, the director of New World!"

Hearing some familiar Chinese, Zhang Luo couldn't help covering his mouth and choking.

Finally... someone in this world can finally save her!

Gao Jin on the other side seemed to have heard something strange, "Mr. Zhang Luo, where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up now."

Zhang Luo wiped away his tears, "Excuse me, I'm on the road in the suburbs of Santa Clara County, California."

Gao Jin nodded, "Please wait!"

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Zhang Luo was temporarily relieved. He didn't expect that he really moved the leader of the new world. This time... he should be able to protect his family.

The power of the new world is spread across major cities in the United States, and California is no exception. Gao Jin directly deployed personnel from San Francisco, which is closest to Santa Clara County.

About three hours later, several commercial vehicles stopped in front of Zhang Luo's car, and a team of burly men got off from it.

There were Asians, Latinos, and even a few white bald men inside.

One of the Asians came forward and politely knocked on Zhang Luo's car window, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang Luo?"

Zhang Luo was startled and quickly opened the car door, "Hello, I am, who are you?"

She didn't know why this person called her Mr., and the supervisor who called her also called her Mr.

She only spoke Chinese well enough!

"I'm from New World, I'm here to pick you up." The younger brother of New World said respectfully.

"Thank you, thank you! Can you come with me to pick someone up? I have a husband and a child." Zhang Luo asked embarrassedly.

The man nodded and invited Zhang Luo to get in the car, and Zhang Luo's car was driven back by a younger brother.

When she arrived home, Zhang Luo looked at the mailbox painted red with sadness.

The Asian who sent her also looked at the mailbox and gestured to the back. The people behind nodded and dispersed in an instant.

After Zhang Luo's patient explanation, her husband Ryan agreed to take the children and live with her to a safe place.

The family packed some luggage and hurried out of the house.

The Asian had been waiting at the door for a long time, "Mr. Zhang Luo, do you know this person?"

He waved his hand, and two big men directly carried the yellow man with blood on his face.

Although Zhang Luo was afraid, she carefully identified and shook her head. She had never seen this person.

"Excuse me, can I borrow your phone?"

Zhang Luo handed him the phone without hesitation. He checked the caller ID and dialed a number.

"Buzz..." The phone in the pocket of the yellow man who was being held vibrated.

The man from the new world smiled and returned the phone to Zhang Luo. "Take it away!"

"Get in the car, Mr. Zhang Luo."

As soon as Zhang Luo and others got in the car, they heard a gunshot outside the car.