The night is quiet, the stars are gathered in the sky, and the bright stars are cast towards this world, and some light brings some light. []

On the top of the head is the dark and silent night sky, just looking at it, it can make people feel sinking.

The clouds are not very thick. Through the string window, you can see the scenery below.

Han Ze's eyesight is very good, you can clearly see the scenery on the ground.

The Pacific Ocean is very quiet. There is no trace of wind and waves.

On the sea surface, only the same transnational passenger ship is sailing.

"Hey, friend, are you a Chinese or neon?" Han Ze's body is a blonde white man. It looks like he is not much different from Han Ze's age. The hair is very delicate and wearing a decent suit.

At this time, I am talking to Han Ze in English.

On the plane from Han Ze, he noticed this person.

Because there is a bodyguard next to this person, the bodyguard has good strength and has the strength that is comparable to the realm of God.

At this point, the man talked to Han Ze, and the bodyguard around him immediately became alert.

"Huaxia." Han Ze smiled slightly.

"I think your Oriental people are the same, and there is no different difference at all." The man went on to say that it turned out to be replaced by Chinese.

"I think people in the United States and Europeans are not much worse." Han Ze smiled slightly.

"Hahaha, friend, you really make a joke." The man went on, and then stretched out a hand: "My name is Rocks."

"Han Ze." Han Ze stretched out one hand.

Subsequently, the two no longer said more.

Han Ze has not had much interest in this useless social.

Seeing this, Rocks stayed aside, asked the stewardess for a cup of champagne, and drank himself.

After more than ten hours of flight, when the flight landed, it was nine o'clock in the morning local time.

After Locke got off the plane, he simply greeted Han Ze, and he left with a Lincoln.

Xu Shi secretly glanced at Han Ze, and found that Han Ze's face did not have the curiosity of the Chinese people to foreign countries for the first time.

The expression on Han Ze's face has always been calm.

"Sir, there are many differences between the United States and Huaxia, but I have already made people arrange everything." Xu Shi said such a word without his head.

"Um." Han Ze said faintly: "Go directly."

There are countless civilizations that Han Ze has seen, and the planets that have reached a living spirit are even more unavailable. It is just a country. For Han Ze, there is really nothing novel.

"Thank you Mr.." Master Xu was very grateful.

At this moment, Han Ze's mobile phone rang.

Although Han Ze was unwilling to bring his mobile phone, Su Xinyao asked him to insist on bringing.

"I heard you came to the United States?" On the other side of the phone, a very good female voice came.

Han Ze could hear that it was Hathaway's voice. Since the reception of Yuncheng, Han Ze has not seen Hathaway for a long time.

"You won't tell me, are you here?" Han Ze asked with a smile.

Hathaway is definitely a top -level stunner, and most men cannot refuse.

The veterans such as Han Ze are naturally a normal man, but Han Ze also has his own requirements for himself.

"Why, it's surprising?" On the other side of the phone, Hathaway laughed: "Now here is across the cloud city, but there is 100,000 miles, I am not afraid of the little girl in your family."

"I don't say this." Han Ze said: "What I was surprised, how did you know that I came to the United States?"

Han Ze feels very bad for such a whereabouts that have been mastered.

"Secret." Hathaway said: "But you can rest assured, only I know this."

"I don't want others to lie to me." Han Ze's voice suddenly sank.

"Why am I willing to lie to you." Hathawei also changed, and then she followed: "Xu Shi, should be with you?"

"What do you want to say?" Han Ze asked.

"I want to see you." Hathaway was warm: "I miss you."

Han Ze didn't say anything. So far, Han Ze is a little bit confused. In which aspect of this stunner, he has been seen from the first meeting.

But at this time, I don't know why, Han Ze's mind appeared in many pictures about Hathaway.

At that time, if there was no Hathaway, Han Ze would not be able to succeed in promoting into the God, and may even be a meteorological.

After the dedication, the note that Han Ze saw in the hospital, the beautiful handwriting and the bright red lip print on the note, suddenly appeared in Han Ze's mind.

Although Han Ze has lived for more than 10,000 years, he has diluted the vicissitudes of the world, and he can not be surprised in the face of life and death.

But only these inexplicable feelings in his heart have been unable to control it.

"I here, maybe some, the information you need, about ... Super Power Alliance." Hathaway went on to say, as if he was afraid that Han Ze would not go.

"Where are you?" Han Ze asked.

Nowadays, Han Ze knows that there are not many information about the superpowers alliance. Even Hongmen does not have much useful information.

"At home." Hathaway said: "I just took a bath, and now I only wrapped in a bath towel, but I didn't wear anything."

Han Ze was speechless, called the divine power, and pressed the throbbing of the lower abdomen.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Xu Shi found that Han Ze's face seemed to be a little bit right.

"I left a trip." Han Ze asked the position of Hathaway: "Meet the good place later."

"Do you need to send you?" Xu Shi asked.

"No need." Han Ze waved his hand and disappeared into the crowd.

For Hathawi's breath, Han Ze has always remembered that although San Francisco is very large, after Han Ze opened his consciousness, he can still find Hathaway.

In the end, Han Ze stopped in front of a white villa near the suburbs.

Han Ze's consciousness was swept away, and he could be released. Hathaway was in this room.

However, as Hathaway really said, he was wrapped in a bath towel. As for whether there is any worn inside, Han Ze will not know.

jingle……

Han Ze rang the doorbell.

"Come in, the door is not locked." Inside, there was a sound of Hathaway.

The house is very simple. One side of the living room is used to eat, and the other side is used to receive guests.

On the wall, there is a bookshelf, full of books.

In the face of the floor -to -ceiling window, Hathaway sat on the sofa wrapped in a bath towel, with a white and straight jade leg, and the sun came in. Her body was brought with a light luster.

On the coffee table in front of Hathaway, it has visited the thick notebook.
Chapter completed!