split sky ride

Chapter 420 - Revenge
Ding dong!Ding dong!Ding dong!

Early in the morning, just as the sky was getting brighter, the doorbell of the villa rang.

In the cold winter, few people will come out for activities just after dawn, wouldn't the warm quilt be fragrant?

"Who?"

After not sleeping well all night, Adrian, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, stepped on big cotton slippers and came to the living room, and turned on the doorbell.

"I, 'Summoner', open the door!"

"Ok?"

Adrian couldn't believe his ears.

Isn't the cooperation between the two parties over?
Why did you come to me again?

Why wasn't the Rossi liaison officer notified in advance?

With a head full of problems, he opened the entrance and exit door of the living room of the villa, only to see a burly figure in a gray windbreaker standing outside the door.

Wait, the doorbell is not at the entrance and exit, but on the wall door ten meters away.

How did this guy ring the doorbell?

Could it be that he entered the yard and then rang the doorbell? By the way, he is a psychiatrist who is good at telekinetic skills, so what is it like to ring the doorbell remotely.

"What's up?"

Adrian let the other party into the house.

"I want tea, or coffee."

"I'm looking for 'rookie'!"

The "summoner" with a hedgehog head still maintains a high aloofness. In this cold weather... aren't you afraid of freezing to death?

Adrian said angrily: "There is no drink called 'Rookie'!"

Please talk normally!

Answering questions like this can be confusing.

After the task of the castle manor is over, there will be no chance for the two parties to meet again. If you are the first day of junior high school, don't blame others for being the fifteenth. The 04 team can't afford to sell the other side.

"Summoner" was stunned, and then reacted.

"I want black tea, I'm looking for Chen Fei."

Finally, I can speak human words.

"Please wait a moment, everyone was very tired last night and will get up later."

Adrian turned and walked to the kitchen to prepare black tea first.

There is plenty of heating in the villa.

"Chirp!"

"Morning!"

With the little bird on his shoulders, Chen Fei floated across the living room, moved to the kitchen, and began to prepare breakfast daily.

The little guy didn't work hard last night, so he woke up early in the morning, then pecked at Chen Fei's father's ear, and danced on his face, waking up abruptly.

Chen Fei had no choice but to get up. He was always in charge of the catering work of the 04 team. Who gave Chen Fei a lot of work experience in this field, and it was very rich.

Maori Maxim would sometimes come over to help, as a helper.

The multigrain porridge had been scheduled in advance before going to bed, and the steamed buns were put into the steamer and placed on top of the porridge pot.

The bread was automatically kneaded last night when everyone was washing, and it was automatically fermented overnight, and it was almost formed. The scheduled oven started to work a little bit.

What actually needs to be done for breakfast is nothing more than fried eggs and bacon, hot milk and soy milk, salted duck eggs, fermented bean curd and pickles are all ready-made, and there is not much work.

This is a lesson learned from Chef Abel in the cafeteria of the 911/[-] aircrew base. Give the workload to time.

Time-consuming work such as stewing and fermentation, as long as the time is calculated, a lot of kitchen work can be done leisurely.

The most cumbersome work is nothing more than weighing. You can use your spare time to do weighing and packaging. When needed, just open the sealed tank and pour it directly.

"He's awake!"

The "summoner" stared at Chen Fei and followed the door of the kitchen.

Then there was the sound of the refrigerator opening and closing, the whirring of the gas stove, the ping-pong sound of the frying pan, the sizzling oil explosion, and the slight roar of the range hood, which exhausted the oily fumes outside the house, but fried eggs The sweet smell still struggled to float out from the kitchen.

"Hey!"

"Summoner" leaned against the door frame of the kitchen, watching Chen Fei's mechanical operation with sleepy eyes, but every step was accurate.

No one is familiar with you!

"Ah? Is there something wrong?"

Chen Fei seemed to come back to his senses, looked over suspiciously, his hands shook slightly, and turned to a low heat to cook the poached eggs slowly in the pot and lightly turned them over.

He is best at frying soft-boiled eggs. The surface of the egg yolk is cooked but not transparent, but the inside is still soft. Low heat and sliding is the key.

"How do you know it's not me?"

If it were someone else, if they heard the direct question from the "summoner", they would probably be confused and completely unaware of what they meant.

"Uh, intuition, do you believe it?"

Chen Fei had come to his senses and shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that the other party had confirmed that Akim, who was killed by 152, was indeed a counterfeit. The deity was still at large, otherwise he would not have come to him for no reason.

But about the dog system, I'm afraid no one will believe it, because he can't produce evidence at all.

There must be evidence for everything. If there is no evidence, what's the point of saying it? Besides wasting your mouth, it might even be treated as a mental illness.

Cut, he shouldn't be treated as a psychopath!

"Believe it, why don't you believe it, do you have the ability to predict?"

The "summoner" was a little puzzled. It was really unbelievable that a metal-type ability user possessed spiritual-type prophecy or foresight skills.

So far, whether it is a spellcaster or a supernatural person, there are almost a handful of existences with prophecy or foresight skills, and there are not even more than one hand.

Prophecy is slightly different from foretelling. The predicted future may change, but the foretold information will definitely happen.

The longest prediction is limited to one week, and it is vague, like solving a puzzle. There are many things to be interpreted, and the error is very large.

Even the most accurate prediction is limited to two seconds in the future. It is accurate, but why is it enough? If it is used to speculate in finance, I am afraid that I will lose my pants.

To be able to guess without warning that Akeem is a fake is a bit powerful.

"you guess?"

Chen Fei boldly shook the pan.

A perfect soft-boiled poached egg came out of the pot smoothly, and then the pot was re-heated, and an egg was smashed into it neatly, and the sound of sizzling and sizzling sounded again.

The 04 team needs to consume at least 30 poached eggs every morning, and Apu and Kitley are the main force to eliminate the poached eggs.

"I see!"

"Summoner" turned around and left without any hesitation.

"Hey, what are you two talking about? Why did you leave without taking a sip of tea! Hey, hey!"

The only person who was really confused was Adrian, the captain of the 04 team. He had just made black tea, but he had to leave without taking a sip. What was the meaning of this early in the morning?

Especially the conversation between Chen Fei and the "Summoner", although there was no cover-up, it was more confusing than cover-up.

"goodbye!"

The "Summoner" pushed open the entrance and exit door of the living room without looking back, and left the villa against the cold morning wind.

While carefully dealing with the pan and fried eggs on the gas stove, Chen Fei said loudly, "Don't chase after them!"

Adrian watched "Summoner" walk out of the yard and get into a car.

The vehicle quickly moved away and disappeared from sight.

"What's going on here? Are you two checking the code?"

"I'm playing charades. To be honest, I don't quite understand it myself, so let's just pretend I understand it!"

What Chen Fei didn't say was that the other party probably pretended to be confused, no matter whether he found something from him or not, it was probably the other party's thinking.

"Can you explain a little bit more clearly?"

Adrian still couldn't figure out what kind of riddle it was.

"The former Tunguska Regional Police Chief Akim Vasery Ulyanov we killed last night may not be himself!"

As soon as Chen Fei finished speaking, he heard a scream outside the kitchen.

After waking up, Tania Ilian Alexandrovna, who came to the living room to report for duty, turned pale and said in a trembling voice, "No, no, it's not me? How is that possible?"

Now that her position has changed, she is probably the one who most wants Akim to die. Once the other party dies, her greatest connection with the "Holy Arrival" organization will be completely severed, which is like losing a serious worry.

If Akim is still alive, Tanya, who is a traitor, will probably have trouble sleeping and eating. The "Holy Advent" organization is not a good man and a believer, and will soon confirm who the traitor who betrayed Akim is, maybe The Blades of Vengeance will be coming soon.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of you."

Seeing the girl's frightened look, Adrian naturally understood what the other party was worried and afraid of.

"No, no, I'm leaving here, it's not safe anymore."

Tania crouched in the corner of the living room with her head in her arms, her face so pale that it was almost transparent.

"There will be no problems in a short time."

Chen Fei casually flipped through the poached eggs, focusing on talking. This egg was old and no longer the most perfect soft-boiled egg.

Without warning, there was a crackling sound, and something rushed into the room.

"careful!"

Adrian immediately got down on the ground.

"what!"

Tanya screamed.

"who?"

A figure smashed through the window and rushed out.

Hearing the voice, it should be Kitley, the A-level gold-type supernatural being.

The cold wind suddenly swept into the living room, not only the windows, but even the floor-to-ceiling glass was smashed by the sudden gunfire.

Standing in the kitchen, Chen Fei was dumbfounded with a frying pan in one hand and a wooden spatula in the other.

"Chirp!"

Xiaojiu added a light magic shield to himself and Chen Fei's father.

The kitchen is very safe and has not been affected by bullets.

"Looks like I'm talking nonsense."

Chen Fei shook his head, went back to the stove again, and continued to fry the poached eggs.

Let Big Brother Kitley do the job of chasing down the enemy.

Tanya said in a crying voice: "You are lying, I want to get out of here!"

She almost died. This has nothing to do with A-level psychic powers. Even if the powers are not suppressed, she doesn't have the telekinesis skills like a "summoner".

The sound of gunfire alarmed everyone, and everyone rushed out of the room one after another, as if they were facing an enemy, their spells, abilities, and fighting spirit fully activated.

"It's okay, Kitley has gone after him!"

Adrian shook his head in distress, the villa was already unsafe, and he didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly.
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