Metal Ranger of the Endless Plane

"It's late!" Lachman said with a whisper. "The security office replied, saying that it was Evan Hertz, the largest sponsor of the air combat tournament, who issued the reward."

"The reward he issued, unless he personally ordered it, or there is a problem with the deposit, otherwise no one can cancel it."

"Evan Hertz canceled?" Lester said uncomfortably. "He has fallen into the lake to feed the fish. How could he come out to cancel?"

"What is our mission? Isn't it just to kill the guy with the pit?"

"They say that, they are playing you! Can this be tolerated?"

Lackman, who was complained by Leicester and slammed, smiled without anger, glanced at the geek fat house next to him, and chuckled, "Otherwise, what can I do? I'm a federal employee, not a freelance job. By."

"Is it possible that I will also build a TheOpenRoad application, integrate the small gangs near Los Santos, and grab business with the security office?"

"I am not a Darjeeling teabag (LongJohnTeabag)."

Lester over there took the time to take a sip of tea, and when he heard what Lachman said, he immediately sprayed the tea over his laptop screen.

"Ahem, ahem," he hurriedly searched for paper towels, and finally he pulled paper from an IAA office worker next to him, wiped the screen, and slowly said, "What passersby, what tea bags, it doesn't sound very clean. Ah, what is that?"

"Really? Who knows? Maybe it's just an urban legend." Lachman glanced at the embarrassed Lester, gave him a tacit look, and stopped asking about it.

The so-called Passepartout application, Lu Yuan hasn't used it much, but Stonehead and Unlucky Ghost are loyal users of that thing.

After Trevor Phillips half abandoned the Blaine County business, the two black brothers relied on that thing to dabble in most of the underground business of Blaine County, including almost all categories from haws to painkillers, powders to crystals. Manufacture of medicines and some counterfeit certificates and banknotes.

It's a pity that the volume is there. The productivity can't keep up with the consumption of Los Santos. Some money is earned, but the half-year profit is not as high as the one-month salary of Lu Yuan and others who took the high-end route.

So, when there was a shortage of manpower for the doomsday crisis mission, Lester, the author of Passepartout, the guy with the pseudonym Darjeeling Teabag, pulled the black brothers over.

LongJohnTeabag is a more so-so term. The first two words can be considered to describe that, so the translation into Darjeeling is very appropriate.

Although the literal translation of Teabag is the kind of tea bag that Britain is accustomed to use, it is a kind of unspeakable action in mile language.

When using a tea bag, the brewer will soak it in the teacup before taking it out. Sometimes, in order to save time, the operation of soaking and taking out will be repeated for a short time.

Therefore, it was extended that the man repeatedly enters and exits a part of himself that looks like a tea bag near the part where the other party drinks water.

In short, cough, the picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look directly at it.

Darjeeling tea bags, that's all about it.

Others don't know the old-fashioned software of Passepartout, but will IAA not know it?

The true identity of LJT is unknown to others, but IAA would not?

Lester's non-recognition behavior is afraid that he no longer does not recognize his identity. On the contrary, it is embarrassing when he was discovered by colleagues, leaders and even elders when he made a pornographic joke.

Fortunately, Lachman was able to stabilize the other male agent 14 at the IAA. He had long been used to the unlucky appearance of these guys in private, and he didn't want to take this opportunity to mock Leicester.

After finishing up there, she seemed as if nothing had happened before, and said, "If the reward is not cancelled over there, things will be troublesome afterwards!"

"Huh? What's the matter, isn't Picello doing beautifully? It's a big deal, just hit all those guys down!" Lester wiped the sweat off his face after wiping the screen, and said casually.

"Hmph, don't forget, this is an event, it's live!" Lachman hummed softly, pulled out an electronic navigation map, and pointed to a few special aircraft in the airspace along the beach." Look, three camera helicopters and one modified electronic reconnaissance plane!"

"Not to mention the drones around the corner cameras!"

"They can't wait to take photos of all the corners and corners near the battlefield!"

"You said, the venue was suddenly changed during the event. Not to mention the change of venue, there was also an ace pilot, and half of the participants were killed in three or two!"

"Think about it, how will the audience react?"

"How to explain to them?"

"Ah, this..." Lester, who hadn't felt anything before, was awakened by Lachman's words. At this time, his scalp was tingling.

He doesn't kill, nor is he an ordinary person. His profession has long required high levels of confidentiality, and of course he knows that exposure to the public is definitely not a good thing.

I know, the contestants in that tournament got an alternative reward halfway through, and they rushed into the battlefield of others.

I don't know, I thought this was part of the competition system!

In addition, the biggest sponsor of the tournament was Ewan Hertz, and the request to withdraw the reward was rejected there, and I am afraid that he would not take the initiative to explain to the Goshawk trainer that suddenly appeared to kill all sides.

If this is to be honest, IAA's recent series of shameless actions are all at risk of exposure.

Especially the secret base in the Chiliyed Mountains, where there is a big killer that can trigger the end of nuclear war.

No matter how you think, that thing must not be exposed.

"So, what should I do?" Lester's forehead, which had just been dried, began to sweat again, and could not help but wipe it again.

"As of now, there is only one way!" Lachman sighed.

"what?"

"Let Picello officially participate in that tournament!"

"What?" "WTF?" "Is it funny?" "NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!"

As soon as Lachman said this, not only Lester screamed, but the other three people who were still on the battlefield also screamed.

But it was not Picello himself who shouted, but the stone head that had landed on the ground and was meeting Helena.

What he said didn't mean anything else, it was pure racial talent.

The communication channel was not opened when Lachman had a conversation with Leicester, but after the tea bag incident, everyone resumed communication.

So when Lachman told her plan, Gunther and all three heard it too.

It's just that this plan can wipe IAA's **** clean, but it is based on throwing Gunther out as toilet paper.

So after hearing this, other people naturally became restless.

"You're talking nonsense, aren't you?" Helena was the first to stand up, "That's your IAA problem, you actually throw it to us! Do you still have a conscience?"