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Chapter 77 [Disguise], a double hit!
Cafe at dusk.

The shop door was pushed open, and the wind chimes at the door swayed and rang softly, attracting a lot of attention.

Just this one glance is enough to make most people lose their minds.

His black hair was tied up with a strand hanging down on his forehead. His white shirt couldn't hide his proud figure. His small black tie dangled from side to side on his chest, making it hard to find where it was.

With every step taken by the pair of slender and tight legs wrapped in black stockings, the black pleated skirt swayed gently, and it seemed that the black high heels were not stepping on the ground, but stepping into the hearts of some people.

The entire cafe fell silent in an instant, and the gently flowing music suddenly turned into passionate drum beats with the sound of high heels, making people's hearts beat faster and their blood boil.

however.

When the pair of cold and unruly eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses, like those that are proud of the snow and frost, swept across them, it seemed as if they were suddenly placed in the polar regions with ice and snow all over the sky and biting cold winds, freezing their breath and clearing their minds.

This is a mixture of ice and fire.

In the corner, John was dumbfounded and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Until the other person sat in front of him.

The countless murderous looks around him made the legendary killer shiver.

Looking at the opposite side, on the perfect face, the corners of the mouth suddenly turned up, full of mischief and playfulness, and the soft and slow blinking action also showed the charm of the woman in a small space.

"you……"

John uttered a syllable, then his face twitched and he lowered his head to pick up the coffee and took a big gulp.

"What's wrong?" The deep, magnetic and grainy voice of the royal sister gives people a majestic yet intimate feeling.

John turned his head suddenly, covered his mouth but still spat out all the coffee with a "plop", looking extremely embarrassed.

"Tsk, wipe it." A slender finger held a tissue and handed it to him.

John didn't take it, but took out a handkerchief from his pocket.

After a while, the moment he turned his head, he immediately stretched out his hand to stop her, saying: "Wait a minute, don't talk yet!" Then, he kept scanning her, especially focusing on the facial details, but the more he looked, the more shocked he was.

Obviously every part is very familiar, but when combined together, it becomes something I have never seen before.

"flood……"

"Annie." Hong Chen interrupted.

John's mouth twitched, "Well, An... Ni! You look very different than last time."

"Last time it was more neutral, and some features needed to be retained. This time it's different." Hong Chen raised his hand and called the waiter. He ignored his slightly red face and evasive eyes, ordered a cup of hot cocoa, and then raised his eyebrows at John: "I haven't been feeling well these days."

John nodded silently with a serious face, but in fact he almost bit his tongue.

After the waiter left, he pinched the bridge of his nose and whispered, "You almost poked a hole in the sky yesterday."

Hong Chen sneered: "Tsk, a director, what kind of person is he?"

John said seriously: "Although the CIA is an intelligence agency, it is essentially a spy organization full of violence, darkness and blood. The top executives of such an organization will not even be issued missions by mainland hotels."

"So you cooperated with the KGB last time?"

"I owed them a favor, so I wanted to find better doctors and medical resources."

Hong Chen suddenly realized.

The hot cocoa arrived and he nodded and smiled at the waiter, who instantly looked like he was about to spontaneously combust.

After the other person left, John said, "You shouldn't have met me."

"Why, are you afraid your wife will know?"

"…Be serious!"

"Okay. So tell me, is someone following you?"

"Yes, but I dumped him."

"That's right."

John took a breath and asked again, "What do you want to do next?"

"Go to Washington." Hong Chen said, holding the cup.

John was stunned for a moment, then he was shocked.

Hong Chen smiled and said, "You look scared?"

"Shouldn't I be afraid?"

"You are not the target, and you don't need to attack. What are you afraid of?"

"But……"

Hong Chen asked again: "They can't find me, what should I be afraid of?"

John was stunned.

Hong Chen asked: "So, who should we be afraid of?"

John understood. He frowned and thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "It will all end."

Hong Chen said nonchalantly, "It depends on how many heads they can hold up. How have you been lately?"

"I'm fine. They came the night you took Anna away, and they also came yesterday afternoon. I thought they were going to take me away yesterday, but I didn't expect that I was wrong."

Hong Chen laughed: "They have no evidence, and the current situation is obviously not something that can be resolved by catching a killer. Even if they really caught me, I would not be the mastermind. Otherwise, they should have released my photos and information long ago."

Perhaps at first the textile factory bombing and the helicopter gunship case could be attributed to a killer and a lawless arms dealer.

However, the deaths of dozens of CIA personnel have elevated the nature of the case to another level, and the CIA director who was killed yesterday has destined that the mastermind behind this must be a group of powerful enemies.

In short, you can't be a killer.

John was smart, and he quickly figured out the deeper meaning of Hong Chen's words, but he was still a little worried. "Aren't you afraid of really starting a war?"

"No, whether there is war or not has nothing to do with someone's life or death. There will only be war when interests arise." This is Hong Chen's explanation.

But the real answer is: not afraid at all.

The war can't hit me, and I will retreat directly if a nuclear explosion occurs. Can you still cross the world to catch me?
Damn you!

Although Hong Chen's answer was not as radical as his real thoughts, John understood his thoughts, and he also knew that he could not persuade him. So, after a short pause, he asked, "What do you need me to do for you?"

"They should contact you again. When you think they are sincere and want to talk, contact me again."

John frowned: "What do you mean by sincerity?"

Hong Chen smiled lightly: "Simple, when the conditions they propose even you think are too much."

"..."

Hong Chen took a sip of hot cocoa and suddenly changed the subject: "How is Nina?"

Nina: Finally remembered meow?

"She's very good, and Helen likes her very much."

"Anna misses her very much, but I can't bring her with me this time, so I have to trouble you."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of her." John said with a smile, and it seemed that he had developed feelings for Nina.

When Hong Chen took a quick look, he immediately felt something was wrong.

"You must avoid quarreling with others in the future. If you can't help it, send him to reunite with his family. You must always pay attention to your surroundings. You are not retired now, you are still the strongest killer in the underground world, remember?"

John immediately became serious after hearing this: "I know, and besides my colleagues, I also have to be careful of the CIA."

Seeing how cautious he was, Hong Chen felt a little relieved.

John's "Give me back my dog's life" was probably gone, but he also didn't want the plot to turn into a "Give me back my cat's life" between him and Anna.

"Okay, it's almost time, I should go." Hong Chen looked at his watch and stood up.

John stood up as well, and the two of them left together.

Before parting, John handed a box to Hong Chen, and the clinking sound inside was like coins colliding.

Hong Chen took it and asked, "Helen should be doing well?"

"Well, the recovery fluid is very useful." John smiled lightly.

"That's good. Try to get the information about mainland hotels as quickly as possible. Send it to me directly if you find anything. Anyway, I have to hide my identity recently, so I might as well kill them all at once."

"Can you bear to offend two enemies at the same time?"

Hong Chen pushed his hair behind his ears and glanced at him with a silky look: "Don't you know whether you can bear it or not?"

John clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, turned around and walked away.

Hong Chen/Annie laughed out loud, attracting countless looks.

Disguise, like assassination, has two extremes. The first is that you take advantage of other people's blind spots to make yourself inconspicuous; the second is that you take advantage of other people's psychology to make yourself the focus of everyone's attention.

[Disguise: A superb disguise can allow you to easily approach your target, and also allow you to evacuate leisurely when surrounded by enemies. This is also a life choice that everyone has the right to make, what do you think? ]

Coming from a master assassin, there is nothing wrong with the concept.

However, from the last sentence, Hong Chen thought that he was most likely still a pure cross-dresser.

Oh, that's alright.

Like the Leap of Faith, it is a collection of experiences including many skills including makeup, dressing, speech and behavior, etc. It is not only about men imitating women, but also women imitating men.

It is indeed a must-have item for traveling around the world, killing people and robbing goods.

Hong Chen was walking down the street, politely declining the approaches of the older brothers one by one, and bought a lot of clothes and cosmetics.

After returning home, he separated the sniper rifle and the telescope, and disassembled the gun into small parts and placed them in different locations in the car. After packing his luggage, he drove straight to Washington overnight.

I encountered many police checks along the way and did not get exposed.

He arrived at the country's capital before daybreak.

After checking into the hotel that had been booked in advance, Hong Chen took a shower and fell asleep directly without any worries.

At noon, after having a meal, he set up the sniper equipment again.

In the evening, a dinner was about to begin. The commander-in-chief went out to welcome the little girl who had come from afar, and the lights were shining all around.

Hong Chen chewed gum, adjusted the angle, and smiled as he looked at the obviously increasing number of bodyguards.

Although their expressions were calm, their eyes were always as if they were facing a great enemy. There were also snipers and observers in different areas, their eyes were almost bigger than copper bells.

It is not difficult to guess that these bodyguards certainly do not want the President to continue to show up in public at this time, but if the President does not even dare to go out, then he will really lose face in front of the people of the whole world.

Moreover, even if the commander-in-chief in front of him is a fake, as long as the murderer is still not caught after he is killed, it will be no different from the real death, and his face will be rubbed even more severely.

Therefore, the commander-in-chief almost had to gamble his life with Hong Chen -

I bet you don't dare to shoot!
boom!
Three seconds later.

A double hit.

People from all over the world witnessed history together.

Hong Chen was smoking a cigarette and looking at the chaotic scene, feeling bored.

He no longer cared how this matter would be portrayed.

For him, the biggest benefit of this news is that it lets Ana and Marcus in Mexico know that he is doing fine.

(End of this chapter)