Poten

Minho was walking with a glimmer of light in the wilderness of a very large casino. On the ground as big as this fist, it was packed tightly into hotels, casinos and shopping malls.

“I never thought there'd be so many people in the morning. ”

On the other side of the street, there seemed to be no difference between day and night, there was a complex casino center where Leah was visiting.

Cheers.

Almost there.

- I'm on my way. I'll see you in the lobby.

After finishing the radio, you cross the glass door. When I entered the lobby, I encountered a huge digital aquarium called Vaquarium. The appearance of a woman swimming in the shape of a mermaid was as real as being underwater.

“Bar, half-naked? ”

South Korea would be ashamed to look away, but this is Macau. I cast my natural gaze as if I were watching a famous painting. Minho then found a woman with white skin that was poisonous among mermaids.

It's Leah. You got CF on this? ’

After being robbed by Leah's vision of swimming in dreamy form, Minho instinctively picked up her phone and turned on the camera app, seeing her in a rebellious state like other models. I felt an obligation to preserve this artistic S line and leave it as an heirloom all the time. The grandson of the future said, ‘Grandfather was the best...'

Mr. M.

Minho pauses on a woman's call and turns her head. Blake approaches greeting.

“Hmmm.”

Having Wolff's paperback lighter all the way, I felt a little overwhelmed with love for Leah. Minho immediately took the phone to his ear, saying.

“Hello? Miss call. ”

Min-ho turned his head in a greeting look as he lowered his phone.

I'm sorry, Blake. You didn't call me on a mission, did you?

It's okay. I was waiting to hear from you.

If you contact…….

Blake stands beside Minho with a gentle smile, with a pressure to help him with the operations already mentioned on the beach. Unlike during the day in beachwear, she was dressed in a chic silk dress, which was followed by her sexiness and elegant beauty.

Blake said to Minho, looking at his clothes.

Surprised, not in protective clothing? There's a dress code at the club. Mr. M can't even get into the VIP room in that suit right now.

Ah…….

She was now an active outfit for a typical traveler who seemed to enjoy surfing just now. I had to rent a suit at the hotel because it was Minho who was carrying only a backpack, thinking of getting a light autograph and going.

Blake said.

Ops Room is up there. There's extra clothes there, so let's get you changed.

You can't just call an actor from Hollywood out to sign it. Minho nods and follows behind Blake.

Minho, who entered room 305 of the Hotel City of Dreams, was a little nervous when he saw two strangers sitting in front of a table with hearing aids and monitors set.

Are you her partner? ’

The man in the bellboy outfit was strong, and the man in the company outfit had a house. Blake walks first, bowing his head to the bellboy.

"Mills, that's Mr. M.

You dragged him all the way here?

Nathan has said yes.

The man called Mills frowned.

I don't understand either the new Station Head or Agent Blake. Why do you care so much about the unknown?

When Mills spoke up, Minho near the porch was unable to enter and remained in a neutral posture.

That's the plan. Why use such a complicated method?

Because of international relations…….

We are not diplomats. How can the CIA be so considerate and work?

Suddenly, the man who was looking at his laptop said,

Mills, the target is on the move.

After……. We'll talk later.

Mills walks out the door. I looked at Min-ho like a knife and went out.

Boom.

The door closes and Blake looks sorry for Minho.

I didn't know you were there. Come in, Mr. M.

I entered the room and this time I met another man. I wish I were hostile, like the agent who disappeared earlier, but the opponent smiles.

"It's David. It's more realistic than just closed-circuit footage. Oh, by the way, I'm a Mr. M. I killed him in Zurich.

David, who winks and is passionate about his work again, notices how he already knows himself.

Wait, Mr. M. I'll get the suitcase.

While Blake was going inside for a visit, Minho took a step back and thought.

It was surprising enough that the CIA's operation could enter the scene as if it were visiting a friend's home, but adequate preparedness was necessary because it had no intention of getting rid of the entertainment activities and stepping foot in the spy world.

Minho held Bishop's mirror in his hand. Bishop's knowledge flowed with the warm energy from the artifact. And then, at a glance, David sweeps down the manipulated laptop screen and the data on the table.

Surveillance footage of a private military company staying in a hotel in Macau. Database hacking information related to new weapons. to the profile of the surveillance targets that are trying to follow.

The truth that looks as good as I know has been made clear here as well.

Nowadays, Europe has been confounded by the overwhelming competition between private military companies. A group that can do anything, even terrorism, for money. The new weapons technology to set fire to their collisions was the way the CIA maintained peace from the outset.

That's why I needed information about the weapons broker and the arms dealer of Macau, Rinshao.

Leah Taylor was invited to Lynshao's party tomorrow, and she heard during the day that Blake would follow her undercover to open the safe.

Bishop, this is the justice side, isn't it? I don't know about the others, but Nathan is sure? That's enough. '

Minho, who had finished analyzing the information in Daegang, could not help but look away from the document regarding the surveillance target.

Mount Bear? ’

Taking a closer look, I was very familiar with the profile photo of the person who helped Linshao install the safe in the past. It was perfect to wear a beard and a wig on the face of Woongshan, the merchant who handed over the sword to a billion earlier.

Sweet.

It's my Operations Team Leader's outfit, and I think it would suit Mr. M.......

Minho who was behind the table unknowingly stepped back in a hurry, and Blake smiled.

You can ask if you have any questions. David, put me on the ops feed. I was authorized by Nathan to disclose this information to Mr. M.

"Oh, no.

Minho waved his hand. Ungsan confirmed that the reason he had to quit the business was because of his contact with the CIA, confirming that the timing was fabulous and sighing relief into his heart.

If I was unlucky, I could have faced a situation where I would have to confront CIA agents while buying things from Ungsan.

I'll change soon.

Wearing a semi-formal, I put the rest of my clothes in a backpack.

‘Before we get any more involved, we just need to get signed and gone. Leave the Worldpiece to the pros. I'm not Bishop, I'm a young man from South Korea. ’

Minho continued to expect and tried to ignore Blake's gaze at him.

15 Hours Ago - Macau, Club Cubic

There was an enthusiastic wave that swayed beyond the stage of the famous DJ's music that was beating the eardrum and to the heart.

‘This is a nightlife paradise. ’

Minho felt his shoulders stiffen even though he was not interested in dancing to the full energy of the nightclub emanating from the gap of flashing electronics and luxurious decorations.

Over there!

Blake shouts, but the sound of the music makes him unable to hear, bringing his ear closer.

"Hey, there's a VIP room upstairs.

Following her handgestures, I found a room on the stairs on the second floor where I could look down at the club at a glance.

As Minho and Blake climbed the stairs, the guard standing in front of the VIP room held up his hands.

It's me, Jim.

Blake's escort turns his head toward Minho. Minho confirmed that a clumsy bodyguard was a man who had broken his arm at the airport during the day and greeted him with a cough. Luckily, I don't seem to remember.

This is the party official.

In Blake's brief description, the escort steps back. Minho figured out that "party" was some kind of code for a CIA operation tomorrow, but he remained silent.

Blake in front of the VIP room opened the door.

A jug of wine on a fancy table. Leather couches and private bars. Leah, who was thrilled with her white Sirius, seemed to be the main character in the movie to play something relaxing but deadly Palm Metal.

Leah raises her glass and turns her head.

Blake ~ Where have you been? I was bored because I had no one to drink with.

Say Alexandra a few times. And I asked you not to go down there just in case.

What do you think? There's only one person in Asia who likes me. And the people down there, they just care about waving.

Please cooperate calmly. I didn't come here for free.

Blake is so charming when he's angry.

Minho smiled as she watched Blake briefly instruct the actor in Hollywood as if he was possessed by a manager. I felt like I was nagging him. Then Leah suddenly shows her head and looks at herself and manages her face.

"Oh, I'm bored. Did you get me an Asian Guy?"

Leah approaches for a month. Minho felt the smell of booze.

Cute and young. How Strong Are You?

Don't touch me.

Blake grabs Leah's arm and drags her back to stab her in the chest.

Who is this man?

Party Preschool.

Well, then you'll be bored. The Blakies are all dead because they don't have any humanity.

Say Alec a few times.

Leah, who seems to have lost interest, puts the glass back on her mouth. The green liquid tingles and disappears into my mouth.

Minho knew that the liquor was' Absinthe ’and swallowed a groan with the knowledge of the agents. An elephant drunk. Nevertheless, it was often used to get women drunk because the aroma of alcohol was not strong.

‘No wonder the smell made it go away. ’

It was a fairly awkward situation to ask for autographs, but I also liked Wolf's innocent gaze, and the reward for lending him the jet ski was open to a clean finish.

Miss Leah . My friend is a huge fan. Can I ask you for an autograph?

Yes? Sign?

Please.

Leah turns to Blake.

You look so naive at this party. You're new, right? Come sit next to me.

Stop flirting and sign quickly.

At Blake's command, Leah shows a hand gesture that stands for paper and fans without a word. Minho pulled the note out of the backpack.

Zec, Leah who finished signing neatly asked.

Should I write your name?

"Two Wolf" would be nice.

Like a world star, I was skilled at the services my fans wanted. When Wolf's name was really written on the paper, I could see how happy he would be to run. As she finishes the autograph, she swipes the note that Leah gave to her and says,

I can't just give it to you.

Yes?

A pint of bee.

Leah said with a smile, showing her how to roll her thumb and forefinger into the cup.

I appreciate the promise to erase one of my humiliating records when I was incognito, but I don't think you should work in secret. You have to pay for coming to a neighborhood like this and stopping them from going to the casino.

You know, Leah.

‘Such a sin is asked of other agents……. ’

I went for a drink, but if I drank that poison, I might not fall asleep, but die. Leah pours out a cup to Minho, who is in distress, and fills up with green liquid.

Take a sip, and dance with me. You like the music now.

Leah's rhythm begins as fast beats come out of the club stage.

Minho looked at the glass with a ‘What to do with this' emotion. It's too close to pretending to eat. But you don't deserve an excuse to say no. I couldn't help but think about how many times I would drink with a Hollywood star in my life.

"I'm sorry, I had to drive.

Look at this. None of Blake's family is funny.

Leah, who grabbed the glass, swallows the glass and immediately stumbles.

Stop drinking, Leah. We're late. Let's go back to the hotel. It's too late to go to Hong Kong, and I have a suite in the building.

It's only 3: 00. But it didn't.

Were you going to play until sunrise?

Blake took the note from Leah's hand and gave it to Minho.

‘Phew.’

Minho relieved that he had cleared all the purpose of his visit by putting notes in his backpack. Now, when you get back to the island with the Wilderness expedition by the beach in a hidden jet ski, you're done.

I was relieved and stared at the crowd on the stage. Minho's eyes were fixed on two Asians who were circling around.

It was a face I knew. Two of Ungsan's personal bodyguards. They showed up at the club when they searched Minho's body.

Liang and Wei, right? ’

It was a Chinese pronunciation, so I couldn't remember his name, but I remembered his face. The guards who had to protect Ungshan from the CIA could not have suddenly appeared at the club to enjoy the 'Flunky’. Minho quickly started rolling his head, holding Bishop's mirror in his hand, because they had never thought to run into each other.

Ungsan wanted to close his business for a while because of the dangers that lay beyond the eyes of the powerful man of Macau, Rinshao. Even if you don't cooperate with the CIA, if the weapon information in the vault disappears, you'll be suspicious.

So the best way to stop it was to interfere with the CIA's operations.

Minho turns his head to tell you this and sees Blake listening to the radio with his hands on his ears. I overheard her face, touching the Braille Clock.

- … a Class 1 warning situation. We have intel that the operation is compromised. Blake, get Leah out of there immediately.

Yes?

Blake's eyes widen.

Cheers.

- Blake, it's David. Three unidentified gunmen entered the hotel and disappeared from the CCTV.

Minho sighed as one of Ungsan's men approached the stairs to the VIP room. If their faces were exposed, it was also a waste.

The CIA on one hand, the Macau gang on the other.

It was a difficult choice, and not a choice, to think about whose side to stand on. But getting out of here smoothly was the first thing.

The remaining stiffness solution was removed from the bottom of the backpack. And I said to Blake,

Support Leah. I'll take the lead.

Mr. M…….

Play for 30 minutes on the first floor stage, Blake.

Leah, who had no idea what was going on out there, hung on Blake's arm, twisting again at the spirit.

Minho pretended to be a little more Chinese by touching his face with Bishop's knowledge, then waited with his ears to the door.

The sound of walking on the cover. You hear the guard at the door shouting, "Stand back."

Bang.

As soon as she heard the sound of the handgun loading, Minho opened the door and jumped like lightning into Ungsan's servant aiming for his bodyguard.

A powerful blow to the jaw by grasping the opposing Pokémon's loaded handle and pushing it down.

The rising hearing of the Braille Clock confirms that the target's Gorn Breath sounds fainted during the episode.

Minho's bodyguard opens his mouth and looks at Minho as he simply disassembles and drops the stolen gun on the floor in one second. Meanwhile, Blake, who supported Leah, walks out and tells the guards.

"Jim, we have to get out of here. There are people after Leah.

Aim for me? Who's a boy?

Leah takes in a heavy drink and looks like the film has been cut in half.

Minho looks down the stairs and asks Blake to check on the trajectory of another man from Unghong Mountain.

Where is the safe house?

Not here, in Hong Kong.

- Blake, get to the command vehicle. I'm moving ahead of the hotel.

Minho, who heard the same radio, grabbed hold of Ungsan's servant's collar and dragged him forward, resting on the side of the stairs.

I grabbed the neck of the person who was moaning against the wall and asked in English.

What were you trying to do to Leah?

The overwhelmed opponent looks at his comrade fainting on the floor and tries to spit with a shivering glance. However, the feeling of the ‘Ultra’ crisis that when the saliva is buried, Minho's body automatically reacted.

One blow to the opponent's side, avoiding the head to the side. And I slapped him on the cheek, not with a smooth suppression technique.

Yikes.

"Huh? Sorry, let's talk about it.

"Shut up!"

When I tried to spit and spit again, I was forced to faint by squeezing the carotid artery. Minho, who had defeated them, pointed down the stairs.

Go.

Following Minho, Blake, who supported Leah, and a bodyguard named Jim, moved.

Leah?

That's right, Leah!

After boarding the elevator, as soon as they got off the floor with the lobby, people recognized Leah and ran to her. Jim tried to stop it, but more fans recognized it and started coming.

Mr. M.

Blake called out to Minho, feeling anxious that there might be an enemy in the crowd because there were three people who had infiltrated the hotel. Minho waves his hand small as if he was walking cautiously ahead.

"What was his name again? Was it red? ’

The face of the guard, who had a slight physical altercation in Ungsan's lair, remained clearly remembered. I felt confident that I could see it right away, but there was a shadow protruding from the pillar of the hall.

Reached out reflexively.

The opposing team grabs Minho by the fist. Mills, the Operations Director posing as Bellboy, said as he shot Minho.

I thought Leah's bodyguard didn't have Chinese.

I got a job five minutes ago.

It was different from the clothes I encountered in room 305, and I didn't seem to recognize it because it changed into a stiffness solution. It was weird to explain that 'I'm that damn Mr. M.' So Minho slapped him with a bold smile.

Before and after, let's go outside....

It feels like fighting.

Minho turns his head to the bitter crisis that bloomed on the ring. Then, from the lobby, I put my hand inside my chest and found the man with the beady eyes approaching.

‘There you are. ’

Ungsan's minion, Red Meadow, finds Leah and blends in with the running fans. Minho was concerned that the moment he pulled out his pistol in front of this many people, things would get so big that he knew. And I felt compelled to put my hand in the backpack and pull out the pocket knife of the survival kit and hide it on the suit's sleeve.

Mr. M?

Mills just looked at Minho and said it was ridiculous.

Let's go outside and organize. Shall we go?

I started moving as naturally as possible. Meanwhile, Leah gladly smiled at the fans around her.

"Signature? Great! Want to have a drink with me?

Leah. Wake up.

Blake firmly grasps Leah's arm, about to rush into the fan.

As soon as I arrived in the lobby, the redness also arrived near Leah. To some extent, the idea that an assassination was not just an assassination was a stealth maneuver despite the opportunity to fire bullets.

He was close to Leah's meter without even realizing that Minho was watching.

Go ahead.

Minho whispered to Blake, and at the same time he went back behind Leah and blocked the scarlet. He hugged himself with a pocket knife in front of the embarrassed scarlet.

Slowly. You know that this day is faster than pulling out a gun.

Minho stepped back. Blake and Leah enter the lobby, and Mills and Jim go to the foyer marking the fans that follow them like bees.

People disappeared and Minho stood alone in the hallway.

It's scary to mess with the CIA. Were you planning on kidnapping Leah so she wouldn't go to the party tomorrow?

Without an answer, the opposing Pokémon's body flinches.

He snorted and said.

You can't leave here anyway. Macau is our territory.

You have more colleagues?

Minho stared out of the lobby. You notice the men with tiger tattoos on their forearms pouring in from one side. They were all catching up with Leah too openly to say they were ordinary citizens of Macau.

‘What a twist.’

He twists his body to attack Minho. It's unlikely you'll be able to face yourself now that you haven't even been to Woongshan's mansion.

The user slams the opponent's chest under the pocket knife, then stabs the target with its knees, lowering its torso. You grab him by the rotting, collapsing body and drag him behind the pillar, leaving as if nothing had happened.

It must have been on the hotel's CCTV, but he ran off believing in David, the CIA agent who was hacking the whole thing.

Blake, run!

Blake arrives at the entrance, speeding up the movement speed of the scream.

The tiger tattoos that began to follow were not Woongshan's bodyguards, but other gangs. The new merchant's name was White Tiger. So the coalition of the darkest people in Macau is moving.

‘Pretend I didn't see the crisis and hide myself by myself. ’

I had no choice but to escort Minho behind Leah. You clamp the back of the closest member of the group behind you.

Yuck.

A CIA operation vehicle disguised as a dim sum sale has arrived. The back door opens and Blake and Leah ascend. Followed by Mills and Jim. Then the car left as soon as it got to Minho.

14 Hours Ago - Macau, on the Road

Mills screams as she walks in front of the vehicle.

"Nathan! What happened?

Calm down, Mills.

Does it look authentic? I see a fucking sign of the operation.

I think Leah was working with the CIA while I was working with the local public. I'm trying to figure out what kind of force he's flowing into.

Then it's only a matter of time before we get into Rinshao's ears. I'd rather call it a SEAL.

Nathan shakes his head.

Resolving force should be the last resort.

Nathan's calm expression rests on Mills' shoulders, crouching in his chair.

If I'm stiff because I don't do well, you'll be leading this team. So bear with me a little longer.

Nathan sighs lightly and turns his head away.

Nathan just turned his eyes to Minho.

Welcome, Mr. M. I'm so sorry to see you bring me back from retirement like this.

In the memory of Bishop, Minho was happy to see Nathan's face with just the weight of time, in the face of an impressive foreigner.

Things got a little twisted, but I'll tell Agent Blake you heard about it. Do you want to work with our team?

However, he was pleased, and now he was not very interested in Korean politics, rather than international politics.

Thanks for the offer, but no thanks.

"I won't force you, but the door is always open.

Ducky.

I was shaken if the vehicle got into a narrow lane. Blake forced Leah into a chair and approached them, saying, "No! I lost my balance with the groaning. Minho reached out and grabbed her hand like that.

"Thank you."

Welcome.

Unlike Minho, who doesn't look like anything, Blake looked at Minho. When Nathan saw that, he smiled and turned on the radio with a contact from David, who was gathering information.

- Armed gangs are on the road to Hong Kong.

The unfortunate news that we can't leave Macau like this. Minho felt that it was past 4: 00 in the morning, so now he really had to go back and urgently offered a way.

Leah has one route to getting out safely.

South Macau coastal road.

Minho gets off the car, carrying Leah asleep on his back. As he stepped down to Blake to assist him, the vehicle immediately left.

- I'll call you when I'm done, so hide yourself on that island.

Nathan's radio rings in Blake's ear.

Go, Blake. It's up ahead.

As he stepped down to the beach, Blake glanced at Minho's back. Mills makes some sense that he can't trust his unidentified opponent. In any situation, however, there was no shortage of embarrassment that would contradict Mr. M's ability to offer surprising solutions every time.

A man of the highest caliber, yet playful charm, the kind she's never met in her life.

‘Kang Min-ho. Is this his real name? ’

I saw the sunset coming toward the dark shore.

Blake. Jet skiing is a two-man game, but if you hold on tight, you'll be able to ride three.

Minho pushed the jet ski hidden on the shore and put it on the sea.

However, one person may be a little uncomfortable.

How do I get on?

Buaaaaaa!

“The East Sea Seafood and the White Doon Mountain will dry and wear out.... ”

Minho constantly muttered his patriotism while driving a jet ski. Leah reaches for the drink, tied tightly behind her back, and if she jumps a little on the wave, her skin continues to rub and provoke her back.

Let's go.

“Lord Bohazaa-! ”

But the problem was not just behind my back.

Minho sat in front of him as opposed to the direction of the jet ski, throwing his gaze at Blake who was holding him tightly.

Thighs and thighs. Chest and chest. Every time I crossed over the waves, the stimulus became severe as I frictioned the place. She crouches sideways to get her sight there, and her breath touches her neck and makes me tickle.

Let's go.

This time, I frictioned the parts I couldn't express in words.

“We are loyal to the country and the people of South Korea……. ”

After Minho's patriotism, Blake, who didn't know Korean at all, kept muttering as if he didn't want to be in the service of the military anymore.

"Are you uncomfortable? I'm like...

Minho cried as Blake twitched his posture.

Don't move, please!

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12 Hours Ago - Middle Iceland

A jet ski hits the wharf with a resounding engine sound. Wolf hurriedly ran to the wharf, worrying about his jet skiing for a little while last night because the sun didn't come up.

Mr. River! If you come this late...?!

Then he climbed down on Minho's back, and when he saw the woman, he suddenly became speechless.

Wolf. This is Miss Leah. Do you mind if I join you on the island today?

He said he would get the autograph and brought him.

Th, Th, Th….

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I tried to join, but I lost my stamina and just use it...

I'll have a good weekend and come back next week to finish a quality chapter.