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Because of the siren's signal blockade, the speed of news transmission in this world is much slower than that of the earth where An Lun lived in his previous life.

For example, the news was clearly a week ago, but it was not really spread to the cities next to Petra until more than ten days later.

Rich City, Brooklyn Building.

Holo Nunu, who had just finished reading the headlines in today's newspaper, was quickly walking towards his office in St. Louis.

Probably because Honolulu usually only wears high-heeled shoes in the company, St. Louis in the office can already hear the hurried footsteps from a distance.

The moment Honolulu pushed the door open, St. Louis had just finished making coffee.

"Lulu, as I said, don't walk so fast when you wear high heels. Unlike Saratoga, the center of gravity of our body is not balanced. It will be very difficult to walk so fast after wearing high heels. easy to fall."

Pour the brewed coffee into a mug, and St. Louis, who was sitting at the desk, got up specially and handed it to Honolulu: "Let's have a sip of coffee first, what's the matter, we'll talk about it later. "

"That's not something to talk about later, Louis."

After taking the mug, Honolulu didn't drink it immediately, but put it on the desk temporarily:

"Louis, judging by your calm appearance, you probably haven't read today's newspaper, right?"

"Newspaper?" After taking a sip of coffee, St. Louis shrugged nonchalantly: "Don't tell me that the hawk's hips are blown again. I can't bear it three times a year."

"It has nothing to do with the stock market."

Shaking his head, Honolulu, who was too lazy to explain, simply put the newspaper he had read into the hands of St. Louis: "Let's take a good look, today's headlines."

"Front page headlines?"

I really couldn't understand what could make Honolulu pay so much attention. After putting down the coffee cup, St. Louis also began to read seriously.

It's just that before I took a few glances, the expression on the girl's face couldn't hold back any longer.

"Honolulu...this is, what's going on?"

Pointing to the photo that occupied about one-third of the entire newspaper, St. Louis' voice trembled: "Why does this person look so similar to our commander?"

"You take a closer look, and after reading this report, we'll talk again."

"it is good!"

Now that Honolulu has said that, it must mean that the newspapers have the answers she needs in St. Louis.

Therefore, the richest woman in Ruichi City quickly continued to read the content reported in the newspaper seriously.

After a few minutes.

St. Louis, who was holding a newspaper, had a look of disbelief all over his face.

"Honolulu...is this person really our commander?"

"I'm in a mess right now, too, Louis."

Shaking her head, Honolulu took the cup of coffee that St. Louis had just handed her, and took a small sip: "It is obviously unreasonable for people to be resurrected from the dead. Besides, instead of guessing here, it is better to directly It would be more efficient to ask the person concerned... I have already checked, and the 727 tutelary mansion in Petra is exactly where Mr. Bruberd sent our construction team to. Taking this opportunity, how about making the visit earlier?"

"You're right, Honolulu." St. Louis nodded heavily:

"Change your outfits, Honolulu. We'll drive that new McLaren P1 and head to Petra to meet our Commander!"

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At the same time, 007 City on the other side of Petra City.

In a certain warehouse along the coast, a girl in a JK uniform was using her little leather shoes to step on the head of a middle-aged man with a big belly.

The girl has short ivory gray hair, and her golden pupils make her look extraordinarily indifferent.

If one could ignore the pistol strapped to her leg and the dagger still dripping blood in her hand, with that girl's dignified and lovely appearance, no matter what, she must be a school girl.

"why……"

The middle-aged man who was stepped on by the girl was using his last strength at this moment, and said to the girl with wide eyes:

"Xie Fei, why...you betrayed me!!!"

Looking at the subordinates in the warehouse who were either dislocated limbs or lost consciousness, the heart of the middle-aged man can be described as refreshing.

"Betrayal?" The girl increased the strength on her feet, making the middle-aged obese man shut up:

"My master has only been one from the beginning to the end. I approached you only to investigate your details, so the theory of betrayal was not valid from the beginning."

"Are you... sent by others? Is it the master you mentioned who sent you to my side?"

Probably because he knew that he had no capital to make a comeback, the middle-aged man under the girl's feet also became hysterical.

In order to win the girl's heart, the middle-aged man spent a lot of money, it can even be said that he spent a lot of money on it!

For her, he even cruelly abandoned his wife and children and drove them out of the original house.

What Sheffield wanted, however, was neither his name nor his money.

What Sheffield wants is just his life!

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