Tj Daily with Kelsey

However, why is Speaker Witt so stupid? If he had listened to Chekhov just now, he wouldn't have to bother him so much.

Eh.

Luo Shu silently held the medical gun in his hand. He took a deep breath, was about to open the door, and then directly robbed people, but heard Speaker Witt speak:

"What do you mean by that, sir?"

"Well, it's nothing interesting, I just want to ask Mr. Witter something."

The smoke around W has not dissipated, and his voice seems a little erratic.

Seeing this scene, Werther gently pressed Chekov's hand, and then whispered:

"Don't act rashly, this is the origin stone skill, even if you shoot now, I'm afraid you won't be able to hurt the opponent."

When Chekov heard this, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he put down the gun tremblingly.

Seeing this scene, Werther subconsciously prepared to breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, Chekhov suddenly pointed the gun at himself:

"Put the gun away, my dear Mr. Witte."

"Chekov, you?" Werther was stunned. He watched the woman walk out gracefully in the smoke behind Chekov.

Looking at the unique horns of the Sarkaz tribe, the unique attire of the other party, and the double spiral epaulettes on her arm:

"Are you from the Unification Movement?"

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Witte knew the little girl." W showed a sly smile, and then took the pistol that Chekhov confiscated from Witte:

"It's a really good thing. Made by Raytheon Industries. Mr. Witte's taste is really good. This should be out of print, right?"

Witte ignored the other party's ridicule, but said coldly:

"Unexpectedly, the famous Sarkaz mercenary legend would be willing to commit himself to an organization like the Integration Movement? The Sarkaz people are really hopeless."

"Ah, ah, ah." W fiddled with the Makarov's pistol, which looked exactly like it, but was not angry:

"Mr. Witte, abuse and insult are not words for survival, are you?"

Chekov could hear the displeasure in the girl's words beside him, and he slapped Speaker Witte in the face:

"Old guy, stop talking nonsense."

Werther was slapped, but he didn't shake in the slightest, let alone shout, but spat heavily on Chekhov's face:

"Bah, you traitor to the empire!"

"You old guy!" Chekov gestured to make a move again, but he heard W say coldly:

"Stop it, Chekhov."

"Boss, this guy is outrageous." Chekov put down his hand angrily, and poked Werther's head with the barrel:

"I'm just teaching him a lesson."

"It's up to you?" Werther looked at Chekhov's face and sneered:

"Traitor of the empire, you are really ashamed of the cultivation of the empire."

"You..." Chekov was stabbed in the foot, his face became extremely ferocious, and he wanted to pull the trigger directly to kill the opponent.

"Chekov, don't be angry, this man is still useful." W looked at this scene with some disgust, she sighed, although it was fun for a dog to bite a dog, but thinking of the woman's request, she had no choice but to speak:

"Mr. Witt, the little girl just wants to ask Mr. one thing."

Werther did not expect this little girl to be so good at nourishing qi. He said so, and the other party was still so calm. He put away his contempt and asked in a neutral manner:

"I said you won't kill me?"

"Of course, but I won't let you go so easily, after all, you are now our hostage to leave here."

"You are honest." Speaker Witt sneered:

"Ask, but I don't promise I'll answer."

"Sir, you are as stubborn as the rumors say, but what the little girl wants to ask is not a military secret." W paced around with a half-smile, and then she stopped, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Witt, can you tell the little girl, what kind of cooperation did that doctor Kelsey in Rhode Island reach with you?"

Werther's expression was no longer as calm as before, he frowned and said nothing.

"Even if Mr. Witte doesn't say it, the little girl will know." W watched Witte's reaction, and added with a smile:

"It should be about the whereabouts of the mysterious doctor?"

Werther was stunned. He pretended to be puzzled and said:

"What do you mean?"

"It's no use pretending to be stupid." W didn't mind talking more, she walked behind Werther and said softly:

"Mr. Witt, don't forget, since we can install a spy like Chekov, why don't the assistants around you not have our people?"

Werther's face turned pale when he heard the words. He thought of the sudden disappearance of his accompanying assistant, and he understood why the other party would know this:

"Nast is also one of yours?"

Speaker Witte asked this question almost with all his strength.