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"Looks more like a madman...,"

Yi Huawei turned his head and looked at Frei.

"Steven, it seems that this friend of yours is a bit..., ah~!"

Before he finished speaking, Yi Huawei raised his right hand. Frey felt a pain in his head, his vision went dark, and he fell straight to the ground. The pistol that was in his arms fell aside with a crisp sound.

"what!"

"Ah~, bastard!"

"You'd better not act rashly, otherwise I might misunderstand you."

Yi Huawei turned to look at Mick and said coldly: "I have no shortage of soldiers, so I hope you don't challenge my patience! And you, Pete, believe me, there are many things worse than death in this world. Terrible thing."

Looking at Mick and Mick, who were holding their hands and screaming in pain and glaring at Yi Huawei angrily, Peter couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his hand reaching for the bottle suddenly stopped.

"Yi..., calm down!"

Steven's breathing was a little rapid, and he felt that his accomplices might be wiped out.

"Okay, everyone, calm down!"

Behind the bar, stood a man about forty years old, with a burly figure and tight muscles, a beard, and a straight-up beard under his nose, which made him instantly recognizable as a typical European.

The mustache moved with his lips, looking a little lively. His eyes narrowed when he looked at Steven, and he glanced at Yi Huawei, hiding the cruelty in his eyes, and his voice was a little low:
"Steven, you are making it difficult for me! Do you want to bring him to demolish this place today?"

"Believe me, I don't want to either!"

Steven shook his head helplessly and showed a wry smile: "Mr. Yi said there is a big deal to be negotiated, worth 10 million."

Upon hearing this, everyone else in the room instantly became quiet, and their eyes looking at Yi Huawei no longer looked angry, but became a little hot.

"is it?"

The bearded man looked at Yi Huawei suspiciously, but looking at Yi Huawei's clothes and temperament, he believed what he said, "Ten million? You want to kill the king? Although I don't like him, but... Sorry, I can't take this business."

"Of course not, haha," Yi Huawei smiled softly and turned to look at Steven: "Won't you introduce me?"

"But our landlord, caretaker and owner,"

Steven nodded: "We all call him Da Lei. He is a retired killer. He was once a vicious bastard, but now he is quite happy working in a bar."

"Very good, you can call me - Yi!"

Yi Huawei smiled and glanced at the people present: "I'm glad to meet you. It's fate that I can come here to meet you today. Believe me, as long as you finish this business, you can retire comfortably. ”

………………

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in the suite.

The burly Steve walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, revealing his muscular figure.

Steve wiped his wet hair, walked to the wine cabinet and opened a bottle of red wine. Just as he was about to taste the wine, he suddenly became alert, turned around, and relaxed again when he saw the figure in the bedroom clearly. He was not angry. road:

"Director Gary Hall, you should be six thousand miles away in London now, right? I'm still on vacation."

With a Mediterranean hairstyle and a yellow suit, Gary looked short and chubby. With a warm smile on his face, Gary spread out his chubby white hands:

“It should be in that direction of five thousand kilometers, it doesn’t matter.

Steve, is this how you treat your boss? I don’t want to come either. Do you think you’re not tired from flying? If I couldn't contact you, why would I fly halfway around the world to find you? Dude, this is an emergency and I'm officially informing you that the holidays are over. "

"I don't care how urgent the situation is, I'm on vacation."

Steve was speechless: "I'm not interested in any job right now."

Gary glanced at him, turned and walked to the balcony, looked at the scenery in the distance, and sighed: "Why? You bastard always enjoy it so much? I feel like you are more like my boss. I stay a hundred feet away every day I’m so busy in my office, but you’re here in the sun and on the beach, with beautiful people and good wine.”

After a pause, Gary turned around and looked at Steve: "You can be so good and master a series of special skills at a price. Of course, don't misunderstand me..."

Gary walked into the room, picked up a cigar on the table, looked at it, shook his head, sat down on the sofa nearby, played with the cigar, and then lit it, then lay down in a comfortable position and sprayed He puffed out a smoke ring, looked at Steve and said calmly:

"As a contracted agent, the government has never treated you wrong."

Steve was unmoved and shrugged: "I'll just treat you as the air. I'm talking to the air. Go back quickly. I'm going to the bar to meet my...girlfriend."

After saying that, Steve changed clothes directly in the room.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you have such a good figure! It reminds me of when I was young. By the way, speaking of that girlfriend of yours,"

Gary looked at Steve's figure, smiled and took a puff of the cigar. After the smoke had fully circulated in his mouth, he slowly puffed out: "She seems to be more than just your girlfriend? We will arrange first-class travel. Send her home."

"You're spying on me!? Gary?"

Steve paused for a moment while getting dressed, then turned to look at Gary, his brows furrowed and his eyes looking at Gary very dissatisfied. "I'm sorry, but something important has been stolen...,"

Gary shrugged casually and said, "A piece of heavily guarded cargo was robbed outside a facility in Orside. 20 security personnel were ruthlessly killed by the gangsters. I want you to retrieve the robbed cargo. , find out who the buyer is, who the seller is and... what the goods are.”

"..., don't you even know what the goods are? Are you kidding me?"

Steve was speechless.

"I also hope the minister is joking with me,"

Gary pouted:

"Yes, it is still a mystery what it is, but analysts from the Intelligence Department reported that many criminals are vying to snatch this item, and its price tag is as high as 100 billion U.S. dollars. Therefore, we must find out as soon as possible What exactly is the cargo? It has a codename - 'Secret Box'."

"Why didn't he arrange for regular troops from the intelligence department to investigate?" Steve still resisted.

Gary looked at Steve: "The soldiers are treacherous. He just wants to go astray and wants you to investigate. Of course, I think he may have a problem with you. After all, you spend so much every year and complete the tasks So few. Of course, what he said now is a little nicer. He needs an innovative, flexible and unconventional team. Obviously, this requirement is tailor-made for you. "

After a pause, Gary continued: "It's also possible that the current procedures are too cumbersome. As you know, if it is a formal action, there are endless procedures to go through, and time waits for no one."

"I'm going to the Maldives to recuperate afterwards."

After a while, Steve finally nodded.

"Okay, good luck to you."

Gary smiled with satisfaction and pointed to the file bag on the table: "Here is a list of potential illegal buyers. They are already ready to make a move. We don't know what was robbed now, so it's up to you to solve the mystery.

We must stop the flow of goods into the free market. The situation is urgent and there is no need to delay. You should set off now. You must set off as soon as you land and start work immediately.

The plane is on standby, a business jet, this year's latest model, and your bottle of wine is also ready, 82-year-old red wine. Please digest the information. See you in two minutes. "

.........

On the airport runway, a white Gulfstream G550 was parked there quietly. The sun shone on the white fuselage, reflecting a dazzling light.

Steve followed Gary into the cabin door, and a completely different scene came into view. Instead of a plane, it was simply a moving palace.

The cabin facilities are luxurious, elegantly decorated, and full of modernity and artistic flavor. Exquisite paintings are hung on the walls, and soft carpets are laid on the floor. Every step feels like walking on the clouds.

A long table was placed in the middle of the main cabin. There was a man and a woman eating at the table. When they saw the two people coming in, they just nodded slightly and then continued eating.

The exquisite crystal wine glasses on the table reflect dazzling light. All kinds of fine wines and delicacies exude tempting aromas. Several blond stewardesses wearing uniforms came over with smiles and took their coats.

Steve casually handed the coat to the flight attendant and glanced at the two of them. The woman's red hair danced gently in the weak airflow in the cabin. She was wearing a tight leather jacket that vividly outlined her sexy figure. The hem of the leather jacket hung casually above the knees, revealing a small section of snow-white calves. The skin looks fairer under the leather jacket.

Another black man wore a long windbreaker, and the hem of the windbreaker fluttered gently. He had a burly figure, and his strong muscles were tightly stretched under his windbreaker, making him look extremely powerful.

"Getting acquainted,"

Gary pointed to the red-haired woman sitting: "Sarah, the American girl, is responsible for our communication logistics...,"

"Wait, where's John?"

Steve raised his hand and interrupted Gary: "I work well with him, I trust him...,"

"Forget that bastard, he's two-faced,"

Gary shook his head, a little displeased: "He was poached. Sarah is more comprehensive and more versatile."

"You know Davis. He's been training hard since we last parted. He's an ambitious guy and a great guy. There's nothing he can't do now. Communications, shooting, driving, diving. Good at rap and bass.”

Pointing to the black man, Gary sat down at the table, and the blond stewardess next to him poured him a glass of wine. After picking up the wine glass and taking a sip, Gary showed a satisfied expression:
"They are all compound talents and first-class generalists."

"Hello, long time no see! You are my boss now!"

Davis showed his white teeth and nodded towards Steve.

"Hello there!"

Steve shrugged, sat down, and turned to Sarah.

"Greetings to you!"

Sarah made a funny robot-like move, which made Steve frown:
"Are you John's replacement?"

"You don't mean to help you with your feces and urine or other services, right?" Sarah shrugged: "Don't blame me, I don't do that anymore."

Listening to Sarah's words, Steve couldn't help but look at Gary.

Is it too late for him to go back now?

"relax,"

Gary coughed lightly: "As you know, Americans are very humorous."

"Haha~,"

Sarah took a look at Steve's strong figure: "If it were you, I could go back to my old job."

"........."

"Gentlemen and ladies, please fasten your seat belts, the plane is about to take off."

As the flight attendant's sweet voice echoed in the cabin, the fuselage shook slightly. Breaking away from the restraints of the runway, it slowly raised its nose and climbed deep into the blue sky and white clouds.

Like a giant eagle soaring in the blue sky, flying through the clouds, and then disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds, leaving only a faint shadow of its wings disappearing into the skyline.

(End of this chapter)