The prisoner and the sea

"You like that kind of woman?"

Coral's sudden speech ended the argument between Gwen and Spark, and the two stopped for a moment.Huo Hua's face was covered with surprises, and a gentle and malicious smile appeared on his mouth.Gwen stopped in surprise, straightened up, and took a big breath:

"I like?"

He repeated, "I like it? Why do you think so! Captain Kasim is an outstanding driver, but, you say I like it, this..."

"She's so pretty you're paying attention, I'm sure she's not as pretty as me but you don't even look at me."

Coral speaks a bit of Nan Tong, but it is true.

If a healthy man likes a person with a figure and appearance like Shan Hu, you can only say to him, "You actually like beautiful girls with small breasts and big butts, but this really can't be regarded as Nan Tong."

He's so beautiful, with those features, that face, and doesn't wear makeup like some people waste their own resources.

Under his leadership, even Huita would smear powder on his face with bear paws!

"I..." Gwen paused, turning into annoyance, "It's none of your business whether I like it or not? And I like to be with, be with."

Coral put her hands on her thighs, shook her hips, and excitedly spat out the word like a puppy: "Love."

Gwen paused again, one of those pauses that would obviously make someone press F9 and then type "kale' on the public screen.".Like and love. He stared at Sparks who moved a little closer, "It doesn't matter!"Honestly, don't you guys think the Qasims are okay?At least she doesn't look like a Curseblade. "

Sparks revealed his heart while eating melons: "Look at your physical condition, the curse blade can pinch your ribs with your thighs, can Kasim?"

"Hah? She"

Coral was happy: "The fine lock pinched the ribs."

Huo Hua looked forward to it: "For a while, we secretly investigated because the radiation cloud in the sky was too thick"

"Sukka, that was made by the Eternal, LeBlanc. It used a high-power radiation machine to make some clouds for the landscape, but it got lost." Coral is definitely the type of gossip among the Eternal's minions.

Sparks continued: ".So we stayed in a base, in an abandoned station, for two full weeks. Someone organized a fitness activity to keep our body in shape. One of the movements was to hang upside down, using our legs Hang on to the bar, clamp again, and do sit-ups."

Sounds like a game of ho that a strong soldier would play. "so."

Coral made it with the cat climbing frame next to it—thanks to his light weight, the cat climbing frame of the cat lamp is strong enough, because the cat lamp is more tossing.

Gwen looked at this action, and the opponent's not-so-meat legs looked very fleshy, and they were full of clamping force, so he gasped for breath and dared not speak out.

"Yes, this is the movement. At that time, the curse blade could do [-] times in a row! Even accidentally deformed the iron rod!"

This TM is no longer the level of pinching ribs, it has to kill people - Gwen remembers that there are similar movements in Jiu-Jitsu, which can easily break a person into many pieces!
"Kasim is not as good as Curseblade, and has no moral bottom line."

Both Huohua and Coral were stunned for a moment, and then both of them laughed loudly.Gwen paused and let out a heavy breath: "What are you laughing at?"

"Hahahaha, secret, secret detective and moral bottom line, aren't these a pair of antonyms? You can be a secret detective, or you can have a moral bottom line. In this world, the secret detective's moral bottom line is like the ranger's ranger Righteousness is two classic stalks."

Sparks wiped away tears from laughter:
"The reason why they give you this illusion is because they break through the bottom line, which is not the bottom line that you can easily detect. Moreover, they have a very strong contract god for the contract. But to be honest. Once it comes to an emergency, You'll find them totally treating the contract gods like fart."

Coral also nodded and said:
"I have seen secretly that the female secret agent named Kasim has a darkness in her heart that others cannot perceive." Gwen asked, "What darkness?"

Shan Shan rolled her eyes, shook her shoulders from side to side, and said in a very embarrassing way: "I don't know about Coral."
Mihaila speaks, what darkness. "

Coral covered her mouth and said with a smile, "Because I can't perceive it, how do I know what darkness is in her heart?"

Blood, white lights, noise of blowers.

A young man had his hands locked behind his back on a chair.His nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was panting heavily.

Kasim stood in front of him, slowly wiping his hands with a silk handkerchief, his violet eyes partially blocked by half-drawn curtains.

"Mr. Caveli, I respect your persistence. In the gang, people like you are called Kabang. Do you know what Kabang is?"

no respond.Kasim disagreed:

"Kabang is the hardest bone."

She looked at Mr. Carvelli, and from his eyes and micro-expressions, she got a certain emotion that she didn't want to see, that is, "he is very proud", the sense of honor and the expression in the eyes of a martyr to a certain identity .

"As a gangster, Capone can easily be tortured to death by people like me, which will eventually lead to another result. Do you love your family?"

"Can someone like you understand family love? Have you ever had it?" Kavelli sarcastically said.

"I envy you guys." Kasim made it up without changing his face, "I heard that marrying Kabon's widow is the most exciting part of the gang, you keep your mouth shut, you die for the gang, you win a A penny of military bullets or oil that your wife and kids will never run out of, but that money will end up in the hands of one of your best buddies in the gang."

Looking at his expression, Kasim knew that he had found a breakthrough, so he continued to say viciously:
"He'll fuck your wife, and possibly your kids, boys and girls, with your money, and maybe beat them occasionally, and maybe he dies in a fight and your boss fucks your wife Kid to another Capone, or another assistant. Repeatedly, how come that line I don't have family, so I can't understand what it feels like to be treated like a reusable rag."

Is there really such a thing?Kasim looked at the man's trembling body.But forget it.

My task is just to find out where the gangs gather, how much money it costs to kill the leader, and how much money it costs to arrest the leader. Stories like he fucks her, she fucks her, she fucks him are not of much interest. "Do you love your family very much, Mr. Carvelli?"

He said bitterly: "Love."

"Then are you willing to consider the happiness and safety of your family instead of making sacrifices for the momentary pleasure?"

After a long silence, he replied: "Okay."

Kasim nodded: "Someone will come to ask you questions later." She walked out the door.

After the door was closed, the spy next to him asked, "Kasim, are you going to make a deal with this person?" "Who said that?"

"You said it yourself!" the secret detective said, "You are implying that you will make a deal similar to a tainted witness, with the protection of the witness's safety as a condition of the deal."

"I quit completely."

Kasim took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it under his nose, sniffed it, and breathed out, "I have nothing to do with this case, just settle my share of contribution. Whether to protect witnesses, yes Your business is not my business, I have already left this group."

"Is it a little too cold?" The spy took out a cigarette and a lighter, and lit it for Kasim first. "Cold?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Kasim said a little decadently:

"Cavelli, there were 67 homicides, countless robberies, countless rapes, and countless illegal smuggling. To be a gangster, don't you think that you can fight like in a movie? Going to do bad things, to do bad things that can't be cleaned in eight lifetimes. Gangs have no romance, no violent aesthetics, no thugs in suits, only things like septic tanks. Dry, wet, mixed together, people nausea."

"Understandable."

The secret detective exhaled smoke, "Then we will deal with his family as well?"

"Well, it's dealt with. By the way, one of his victims asked me," Kasim said, "...his younger brother who killed someone, Feng Zhengmao, just became a train maintenance worker, so that person asked me, Let him die without pain (this chapter is not finished, click on the next page to continue)
Quick, deal with his whole family in front of him. "

The detective narrowed his eyes and exhaled smoke: "Will it pass?"

Kasim shrugged his shoulders: "I killed your father and then your mother, now you have the opportunity to kill my whole family, I tell you "one person is responsible, one person is responsible, if you want to touch me, don't touch my family". .Um? "

The detective smiled: "*** Suka."

Kasim pointed to his wrist: "Then please, I have to go to a meeting tonight." "I still have to go see your little mind flayer?"

"Theoretically, it's not mine." Kasim said calmly, "Theoretically, it's not anyone's either. He is an independent individual."

"You're a fucking hypocrite."

"Why?"

The detective spat: "The last time you said this, you saw someone else's married woman, and said something like "she is an independent individual", a criminal declaration."

"Thanks for reminding me that crime is a quick end action." "So now the blame is mine?"

"The cauldron is yours, Ms. Midcastria."

"You'd better call me Mika, it looks weird when you pronounce my full name."

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Long Yan's rescue was a success, Gwen thought.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why the other party was in a good mood and provided mushroom soup, fried cod, two types of seafood with cheese and tomato, baked rice with pork chops, homemade sausages of Longyan Castle, and beef cubes with fried potatoes on the buffet table in the evening meeting. slices with hot dog.

The hearty food relieved the dissatisfaction of working overtime to a certain extent.

Gwen saw that many car captains were eating happily. No matter how big or small the car captains were, they could eat beef and pork chops, as well as rice, before the Chucha Festival!It's already an absolute enjoyment, and it doesn't even have much to do with money. You have to have a little background to be able to afford it.

He packed a big bowl of baked rice, in fact most of the captains packed this dish.

The cooks of the Rongen people were busy running back and forth to continue serving this dish.

In Utopia's buffet, it would be very shameful and disrespectful if a dish is eaten up but not served.

Cafeterias that dare to do this will generally go out of business rather than earning unwarranted, say, XXX stars.Long Yan followed him to a quiet corner and sat down.

"You don't want some?" Gwen said.

Long Yan pointed to his armor: "I'll have extra meals later." "Really."

Gwen complained: "If you don't take off your mask and have a meal with us, no wonder people will always doubt you."

"There is a high probability that this group of people includes you?"

"Of course it's me." Gwen said, "You did it, but you still want people to keep silent?"

The baked rice is quite delicious, with strong utopian features, the strong aroma of tomato and the slightly spicy rice grains can make people sweat.Not to mention pork chops, thanks to the Natural Ecological Park, the Hometownman finally produced some pork.Long Yan didn't monopolize it all by himself, he only reserved about 5% of the food for the castle. Basically, even Long Yan needed to specify a timetable of "eat once or twice a week", which was very restrained. food.

If I changed to another car captain, I would have already become a palace-owned economy. If it doesn’t account for 90%, I’m sorry for my sustainable efforts.

Long Yan said: "That's true."

Gwen asked curiously: "In the final analysis, why didn't you take off your Suka helmet? We don't talk about conspiracy, we don't talk about tricks, we only talk about merit and so on. But actually, you took off the helmet, even if you are a cat light, we can accept it, so why.." "Personal factors."

Gwen made a good gesture: "Then how are you going to get through the Sucha Festival?" "I told you, you won't tell others, will you?"

"I'm tight-lipped."

"Yes, keep it secret, and I am the same."

Gwen shrugged his shoulders, and then noticed that Long Yan's field of vision was above his shoulders, and only then saw the cloak slide down a little, and he pulled it up:
"Has the storm finally passed?"

Long Yan didn't react: "What do you mean?"

"Your mood should have saved many people, right? Let (this chapter is not finished, click on the next page to continue)
Your mood has improved a lot, which makes the atmosphere here a lot more active, doesn't it? "

"Is it so obvious?"

"Yes, you even started peeking at other people's bodies, which means you are too active."

"I didn't look at it." Long Yan habitually defended, and then admitted, "Okay, I looked at it, but I was just curious, your clothes, uh, are they really not too revealing?"

Gwen felt a little red on the face, but carried it over according to the standard procedure: "The skin coverage of my clothes is about the same as your armor."

One-piece yoga clothes, you know everything.

The evening meeting was held in a pleasant atmosphere, and several major decisions were finalized, and cooperation matters for more than a dozen different trains were reached at the same time.For example, Gwen sold all the magic equipment produced in the adventure car to a captain named Henry Pollard Jorrolawski. The other party was in charge of some special operations commission and needed more magic equipment. Some.

On the way back, a small incident happened.

For example.

Gwen was attacked.

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