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Dusk was always overcast. The ground was filled with mist, and the dim sunlight gave way to darkness. Everything lost its shape, first dissolving into gray; then, dissolved into darkness, the night was coming on and there were few pedestrians on the streets, and a cool autumn wind swept through a small hotel in a small city in northeastern Guangdong.

The night was quiet. The light outside the window was bright, and the seat inside the window was lonely. Outside the window, everything was quiet. On the dark windowsill, wisps of gentle moonlight seemed to pass through the window and onto the windowsill. The window sill seemed to be plated with silver, and a cold breeze blew in, causing the passenger sleeping on the bed closest to the window to squint for a while. He quietly sat in his own world, very quiet, so quiet that one could hear his own breathing and the sound of his heartbeat. He would often quietly stay in a corner by himself, not wanting to be disturbed by all sorts of complicated images and give his heart enough time to breathe. Tranquility, solidification of time, depiction of facial lines, stillness of time, taste of loneliness brought about a faint sadness. He glanced out of the window, and the faint mist of the moon was moving slowly towards his eyes. The door opened quietly and a man of about twenty-five, thin and tall, wearing a black leather jacket, carrying a bag of white wrappers, and carrying a pair of famous leather shoes, approached without a sound. His height of nearly 1.9m, his lean build was like a bamboo pole, and his handsome Pan's face, thick eyebrows raised rebelliously, and under his long, curling eyelashes were a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew, a handsome nose, a mouth as tender as rose petals, and a mouth as white as a rose. Of course, there was also his tens of millions of clothing. He was absolutely wealthy and handsome, capable of making countless beauties bend their backs. However, carrying the obvious fast food box in his hand would be detrimental to his rich and handsome image.

Gao Zhu brought his famous leather shoes over to the bed next to him, and the white bedclothes didn't match his suit at all. He said, "Ai, what time is it? Why aren't you preparing yet?" As he said that, he quickly threw the white package onto the face of the passenger on the bed by the window. The passenger with the slightly black and red faces seemed to be in a deep slumber, unaware of the white bag that was pasting his face close to his face, and when the white bag was almost only 10 centimeters away from his face, the passenger suddenly turned it around with his left hand and placed it on the table beside him. The bag seemed to be flat inside, and the passenger with a black and red face already sat up on the table. Before his eyes had fully opened, he heard Gao Zhu say, "F * ck, acting B — —"

The passenger with the black and red face smiled. "I've already finished eating. I've also prepared everything I need to. Please excuse me for dinner."

Gao Zhu said with a straight face, "Oh, it's fortunate that I even bought a copy for you." You have to know that in this godforsaken place, there isn't even a single thing that can be entered. I only found this lobster after walking 10 kilometers around the entire area, and you're not going to go even if I told you to, you really don't know how to enjoy yourself! "

The passenger with the black and red face slightly lifted his face that was dyed red from the sun and rain. With a smile, he said, "If you have the time, why don't you make some preparations earlier?" He raised his right hand, which was by the window, and smacked the table beside him, "Thanks. I'll take your lobster. Rice, I've eaten. Let's go!"

Gao Zhu looked at the lunch box beside the table with a handsome face and said, "Then pack up and leave."

Gao Zhu's handsome face, "Pa!" He split his hands and saw a beautiful woman dressed in a black velvet windbreaker and a white lace miniskirt. Two white bunnies seemed to jump out of the gorgeous black dress, and the transparent lace gave off a faint feeling of two o'clock. She wore pink high-heeled shoes, and her shoes were high, but she walked without tiredness, mixing with the catwalk on the stage and putting on her airs. She gently placed her hands between Gao Zhu's handsome left hand like a bird, and cudgingly said, "Young Master Wen, what can I do for you?".

Get ready, let's go. It's really a hell of a place. Don't throw away the pajamas we bought this time. There aren't even any good silk pajamas here. The place we live is squeezed with a well-developed animal.

"It's not for the reward for completing this mission. I really don't want to hear the sound of a war of beasts." As soon as the dark-red face finished saying this, the beautiful and dignified beauty who was busy packing up her famous pajamas and perfume bag glared at him angrily. When Gao Zhu heard this, he smiled, turned around and said, "You really don't enjoy good fortune. Is it because you're impotent or because you're gay?" As he spoke, he walked out.

The dignified beauty stuffed the last of her T pants into her bag, and before she turned around, she angrily glared at the dark-red face, leaving behind a sentence: "His limbs are well-developed, and his brain is as simple as his wallet." With a "Peng" sound, he slammed the door behind him.

The dark-red face smiled, and thought in his heart: As long as I complete this mission, my wallet will be as simple as money! The more he knew, the higher the probability of being silenced. It seemed like he had to put his full attention into it, but once he got the money, he could make his father, who had been bedridden for a long time, recover a lot. Just work harder.

As he thought about it, his dark red face became accustomed to it. With the regular steps of a soldier, he walked towards the door. The trip-like foot valve had already melted into his blood.

Downstairs, there was a BMW Nuclear Power Vehicle with an inner model of 82 K. It looked like a normal SUV, and it was said that at that time, there were only 1200 cars mass-produced in the entire world. It was said that the dark red face was unimpressed. As long as he had enough money, he would be able to give birth again. It was just that they didn't know if this rich young man had changed it into an ordinary BMW because of this incident. It seemed that the funds they had put out this time wasn't small, but was there really a machine in this world that could see people's past and future? The black and red face shook his head: "Obviously, this is bullshit, the white scientist who was tortured to death must have lost his mind due to being unable to bear the torture, but upon learning that I once tortured this" bricklayer ", the loser's face immediately changed, and then became indifferent again after a while. Yes, his face then clearly darkened for a moment, I didn't see wrongly!"

The black and red face believed that the spy psychology lessons he learned in the special forces had not been for nothing. In addition, over the years, not only had he survived with his shooting skills, his quick and accurate fighting skills, and most importantly, his experience in psychological warfare.

As the black and red face approached the luxury car, the door automatically opened, revealing the luxurious interior once again. The big blue and green transparent OLED in the middle of the front seat was playing the big scale MV and had to complain about this new technology. Even in 2037, there would still be a bias problem.

The black and red face couldn't help but sigh. This was a really good car. Intelligent autopilot, real crocodile skin, nuclear power output, super large resting space. He looked out of the steeled window at the three-storey building that separated the hotel from his own. It was the more luxurious and spacious local one, and he could see the exit of the building from the window of the hotel he was staying in. Using his superb vision, he was able to see the time displayed above the hotel. (Capital Time: 19: 37: 26, October 23, 2037.) He was able to match his mechanical watch. The difference was not more than ± 0.5 seconds.

He also thought that as long as he could settle this matter, he would be able to live a normal and peaceful life. After getting married and having children, he would no longer have to work so hard.

Then he heard a sweet voice saying, "Oh, APao, do you want to go? Take APao with you. "

Gao Zhu said with a smile on his handsome face, "Foreign countries are very free and open. You have to let everything go!"

"Oh, Young Master Wen, didn't you say you wanted to do it last night? So what if it's APao?"

The dark-red face could only ignore the two people in front of him, and kept his eyes on the circle. Meanwhile, another man, who had been sitting quietly in the car with curly hair and dressed neatly, asked, "Mr. Liu, I heard you can deal with seven soldiers with your bare hands." He spoke a bit slower than normal, which sounded very soothing.

The dark-red face was silent for a moment before replying, "I can …"

The curly haired man said, "Oh! "Then when can Mister Liu give me some pointers? How about I have some interest in fighting?"

The dark-red face and left eye were still staring towards the hotel entrance, smiling as he replied, "I'm saying that I can be beaten up very miserably …"

The curly haired man's face was immediately filled with black lines!

The lines at the corner of his eyes changed, and he said, "Seven, that depends on which country's soldiers are from, what kind of soldiers, and how strong their bodies are. Do you think I can kill seven special forces soldiers of the same background as me? That's simply bullsh * t."

The curly haired man seemed to be humbled by Liu's words, "I've only heard that Mr. Liu fought seven one-on-one opponents, and many of them are retired soldiers. Some are even officials, and some are underground boxers."

"Because most of them are Korean soldiers and they don't eat, of course." The black and red face answered.

The man with curly hair had made an expression for nothing because his dark red face had not even looked at it. He has already seen too much of the falsity of these expressions. "

He straightforwardly asked, "Boss Zhong, feel free to speak your mind."

The curly haired man, also known as Boss Zhong, said, "Oh!"

"I'm asking how confident you are."

Although he had a Chinese accent, his black and red face still seemed to be able to adapt. He said, "This is not a matter of assurance, but rather, it depends on the circumstances. As long as you have a background, you should send out your troops."

The man with curly hair laughed: "Mr. Liu, you can't let the army come to this thing, it will make some young people unable to find the winner. The Russian nation is very harmonious, and these spies have never been here before, and there are only eight of them, and one of them is suddenly 'sick'. Most of them are scientific researchers, only two are what kind of national martial arts champions and so on.

To Mr. Liu, it's very simple. "

The black and red face said, "There are no martial arts champions without a reason. You just have to make them disappear. Of course, it's fine if you don't want to say it. It's just asking out of boredom, don't mind it. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a glimmer in the other party's eyes, so he changed his words.

"Cough."

He's just a bored busybody. When he looked through the diary of his ancestors, there was a abandoned military factory here during the anti-Japanese era, and there were many assets inside. He just wanted to explore and make a fortune out of it. In fact, he's just a boring donkey friend," the curly haired man said with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

The dark red face said, "Oh, looks like this scientist is here to entertain the explorers."

At this time, Gao Zhu, who had been chatting with APao, had a big smile on his face. "What else do you think?"

The dark red face said, "Don't worry, once you take someone's money, you will not ask about their cause and effect! Furthermore, there are 5 foreigners among them. You all say they are traitors of foreign countries. With such righteousness and Renminbi, how can I not act?! Helping the country, that is, helping myself, isn't it? "

Gao Zhu said with a handsome face, "Mm, sometimes people die when they're bored."

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu. As long as this matter can be resolved, Old Master Ou can guarantee that you can make Mr. Liu pay back the debts of the hospital, walk on the streets in broad daylight, and still have spare money for you to buy a house and get married. You can guarantee that you'll be free for the rest of your life, hur hur!"

His face was black and red as he thought to himself, 'Looks like I can't relax this time. The more you say it in such a nice way, the more I worry that you'll kill me. 'I might be able to kill an ordinary Korean soldier within 3 seconds, but if I want to compete with him, that would depend on the HKMark23 on my waist! '

The dark-red face recalled that HKMark23 was obtained from the Japanese spy who sneaked into Korea. The spy who was killed was a gunner, and this HKMark23 was custom-made from a total titanium molybdenum alloy 15 magazine, plus a night vision laser as well. This was simply customized for him, but of course, he couldn't customize it himself. There were also 10 armor piercing steel bullets, which together with the original 67.