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Chapter 699 Chiyo: You are all pig teammates
Shinjuku, Park Hyatt Tokyo.

Qingze appeared in the master bedroom of the presidential suite. He opened the small refrigerator not far from the bed and took out a bottle of ice-cold Pepsi.

Snap, he threw the tab into the trash can, raised his head and took a sip of iced Coke.

"Huh, that's good enough!"

Qingze exhaled with satisfaction and began to think about deleting players.

There are too many players left in the third round of trials.

There are currently 8963 players.

It is necessary to significantly reduce the number of players tomorrow.

Continue the day after tomorrow.

Make sure there are only a hundred people left to participate in the trial on Saturday.

The thin brown sweatpants were tight in this position, outlining the full curves without any gaps.

Immediately, her waist showed great flexibility, bending like an arch bridge, and her hands rested on the ground.

After passing the third round of trials, this person's physical strength has been enhanced.

The T-shirt fluttered, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white belly, and then it was light purple.

Qingze brought the Coke to his mouth to avoid spilling it.

For example, basketball, table tennis, etc. can be played with any ball.

Since the players cannot go out and must stay in this building, the CIA funded the renovation of the floor near the hotel and specially built a leisure center so that they can enjoy outdoor activities without going out.

Peter smiled and said to the people around him: "You guys go up first, I want to catch up with this friend."

He cannot allow players to advance to the back and strengthen their physical fitness to the point where they cannot be enhanced even by fighting monsters.

Chiyo Morimoto also hooked his neck with both feet. He straightened up with his small waist and sat on his shoulders. He patted his head and said, "What a good mount."

Chiyo Morimoto exerted force on her waist, pulling Aozawa up from the ground and throwing him behind.

"Chiyo, you are so arrogant. It seems that I need to give you a stick education to make you understand what a man's dignity is!"

There is seafood to eat every day.

Chiyo Morimoto turned back, her eyebrows arched, her well-defined red lips raised slightly, revealing a sly smile.

Qingze looked upright and wanted to touch his leg.

The thin sweatpants can't block the body temperature at all, and the elastic legs make people just want to keep exerting their strength.

Out of this consideration, Qingze wanted to let the Terror Emperor appear in advance on Saturday, as neither Xuan Xiao nor the Shadow Emperor had predicted the time for the Terror Emperor's debut.

Qingze would like to call this week Seafood Week.

Today is another day for her to challenge Qingze.

Without turning his head, his index finger flicked Qingze's forehead accurately, "Don't worry, after dinner, I still have to deal with official business, wait until dark.

After lunch, Chiyo Morimoto needed to go to work, and Aozawa had nothing to do, so he had to send a message to the Hojo siblings and ask them to go to the leisure center of the building to play.

His feet landed on the ground, like old trees taking root, and his body became motionless.

A soft and charming voice floated from the top. Chiyo Morimoto put her hands on his head, turned somersault and landed on the ground.

"Haha~"

Such a drastic cut was a change in Qingze's original plan.

……

You clean up inside and outside your home and sit back and wait for sex. "

"Hey, Qingze~"

Seeing Qingze's interest greatly increased, he shouted: "Chiyo~"

The scenery is fleeting.

Seven days is too long.

Qingze was a little surprised and said: "Peter, why are you here?"

He stepped out of the master bedroom and saw Chiyo Morimoto flexing his muscles in the living room.

Peter smiled and said, "As you know, my family is a Russian oligarch. We came to this building on orders from above to meet someone from our camp."

As the fists and feet waved, there was an obvious whirring sound, as if someone was practicing with a stick.

Qingze made a decision in his heart and turned the door handle. There was a whistling wind outside.

Ding, there was a soft sound, the elevator door opened, Qingze took a step out, and an acquaintance walked towards him from the warm golden decoration corridor.

Chiyo Morimoto bent her standing right foot, and then jumped up suddenly. With agility like an ape, he rolled twice in the air, and his two slender legs clamped Qingze's neck like scissors.

The other person greeted me warmly.

The four teenagers around him nodded in unison and entered the elevator.

Turning her feet, she faced the master bedroom and kicked her right foot over her head, forming a horse stance that made people want to move.

"Is that so? I thought everyone in this building belonged to the CIA."

“Now that the relationship between Russia and the United States has been eased, some things can be resolved on the negotiating table as long as sufficient benefits are paid.

Of the 20 people this time, are from Russia. "

Having said this, Peter sighed with a smile on his face: "But of these 20 people, only six have passed three rounds of trials, and the remaining 14 have been eliminated.

Alas, if only I were chosen. "

With Peter's optimism, he couldn't help but feel helpless at this moment.

There were several people in the same class who were selected, but he fell behind. This feeling made Peter feel uncomfortable.

But he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations on passing the third round of trials, keep up the good work.

If we go all the way to the seventh round, the names of our 2nd-year Class C will also appear in the eyes of leaders from all over the world. "

Peter raised his fist and touched Qingze's shoulder.

He was appointed to take charge of this matter, so he naturally knew who was the first echelon in Japan who had the best chance of passing this trial.

In the list of that group of people, brothers and sisters Aozawa and Hojo, and Meiji from the Phoenix Academy were all on the list.

"I didn't think about that kind of thing."

Qingze smiled.

Peter smiled, watched the elevator come up, and said, "Then I'll leave first. You guys can relax and say hello to my partner for me."

"No problem." Qingze nodded.

Peter entered the elevator and sat back down in the guest room area above.

The elevator door opened and he saw four teenagers who had passed the trial waiting there.

His attitude was much more correct than before.

After all, there are differences among the trialists.

"Peter, do you know Qingze?"

"We are classmates in the same class or at the same desk."

Peter boasted without changing his expression that there were three tables in the last row, rounding them all off, saying that there was nothing wrong with him and Qingze sitting at the same table.

It is far more convenient to talk about external forces and power with these inflated trialists than to have relationships with the strong internal trialists.

After all, the best way to integrate into a circle is not to use money or power outside. That will only make people accept you on the surface, but still look down on you in their hearts.

But if you get to know a big boss in the circle, the relationship becomes different.

Peter knew very well how to take advantage of the situation.

……

Shinjuku Center Building.

The faint sunlight fell on the ground outside the door. Chiyo Morimoto drove into the underground parking lot and walked all the way to her parking space.

Turn off the flame and open the door.

Waiting outside was Yuzuki Suzuko. She was wearing a white-collar suit, tan stockings wrapped around her calves, and high heels underneath.

"Good afternoon, Chief Moribenko."

"You have to go to work every day, how can you get better?"

Chiyo Morimoto complained.

Yuzuki Suzuko said calmly: "But such a working life is something that many people cannot pursue in their entire lives.

If these words of Chief Moribukuro fall into their ears, they will definitely be so angry that their back molars will break. "

"It has nothing to do with me."

Chiyo Morimoto shrugged. Because she was staying at the Tokyo Park Hyatt Hotel in Shinjuku, her office was temporarily moved to the Shinjuku Center Building instead of in Minato City.

Following Yuzuki Suzuko, she entered the elevator and went straight to the thirty-first floor.

She stepped into the large office. There were still various instruments inside, as well as a large radar. However, the people working here were no longer engaged in monitoring things, but were responsible for liaising with personnel in various departments.

The nature of the work becomes centered scheduling.

The desks and piles of documents looked no different from the big offices of other companies.

The desk belonging to Chiyo Morimoto's work has a section chief sign on it.

But Chiyo Morimoto was not in a hurry to get on it, and went to Jack's office with Suzuko Yuzuki.

"Congratulations on passing the third round of trials. Would you like some drinks?"

With a smile on his face, Jack took out his collection from the drawer.

Chiyo Morimoto shook her head and said, "You'd better serve me black tea."

Jack asked Suzuki Yuzuki to pour her black tea, while he poured himself a glass of whiskey.

After Yuzuki Suzuko poured a cup of black tea for Chiyo Morimoto, she exited the office.

"Morimoto, you came just in time. I want to discuss it with you. Liqi said that at four o'clock tomorrow morning, the clown's ship will approach Pier 36 of Tokyo Port.

It was handled by Yamamoto Freight Company, a subsidiary of the Higashino Group.

The operations section chief wants to take the initiative to lead the team, do you think I should agree? "

Jack asked about what was bothering him, the one who wanted to take action to wash away the failure of the Mary incident.

He didn't know whether he should leave it to the other party.

"No."

Chiyo Morimoto shook her head and explained: "Riki's intelligence may not be reliable. At this time, you dispatch the people from the operations department.

If the intelligence is wrong and does not reflect well on you, the people who use the Metropolitan Police will not have that level of concern. "

"But can the people from the Metropolitan Police stop the clowns?"

Jack looked worried. After all, the firepower of the Metropolitan Police was still inferior. The Joker was an internationally renowned arms dealer, and he had a strong mercenary team below him.

Chiyo Morimoto smiled and said: "Let Okayama lead the SAT troops to cope with it."

"Ok."

Jack believed her judgment, took another sip of wine and said, "I got news that someone saw One Horn fighting with the Shadow Emperor's soldiers in June.

The group of shadow soldiers were killed, and the British trialists who witnessed that scene were also killed by a single horn.

The opponent claimed to own the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, and said it had strong defensive capabilities, but the barrier was still shattered by a single blow from the horn.

The strength of the unicorn is so terrifying.

A dozen trialists found him, but he was probably no match.

You must be careful. "

"How was the meeting at the United Nations?"

Jack smiled bitterly and said: "Hey, the United Nations is holding meetings every day now.

I also hope that a specific charter can be negotiated. "

Chiyo Morimoto took a sip of black tea and didn't hold out much hope.

It is not easy to trust between people, let alone between countries.

The United States says it will destroy the world if the Terror Emperor can destroy it?
The United States also took a bag of laundry detergent from the United Nations and swore that it was a weapon of mass destruction.

After all, the credit of the United States has already been overdrawn in various countries, and even its allies are probably skeptical of this news.

They are afraid that if they say they want to work together, when the non-American testers gather together, all of them will be wiped out.

Isn’t it possible for the United States to do such a thing?
Every time such doubts arise in various countries, the United States always sets the lower limit of national shamelessness.

Chiyo Morimoto does not expect the United States to play a role in the United Nations. "It is better for me to lead the team and let the Japanese trialists form a coalition to fight against one another."

Jack smiled bitterly and said, "I submitted your plan to the superiors, but Hu Die refused to agree."

(End of this chapter)