A petite woman, about thirty years old, appeared at the door.
"Xiaoli, come and clean up."
Qin Anguo beckoned to her.
When the woman came over with a basket of garbage, the last rays of the evening sun shone on her face.
This woman named Xiaoli has a good face and a petite figure, but her skin is a little brown.
The reason why she is called a Chinese name is because she herself is Chinese, and she stayed here when her grandfather went to Nanyang.
Squatting at the low table, Xiaoli began to clean up the leftovers on the table, sweeping the garbage such as chicken bones into the garbage basket.
Qin Anguo took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out the last one, lit the fire, and then threw the box into the garbage basket and threw a color at Xiaoli.
Xiaoli nodded slightly, signaling that she understood.
"Tell the Brontosaurus to get the message out tonight."
He smoked a cigarette and whispered the words out of his mouth.
"Hmm."
Xiaoli nodded.
"How's he doing?"
Qin Anguo asked again.
"All is well, rest assured."
Xiaoli still looked like she was pleasing to the eyes, and she didn't raise her head, and others definitely couldn't see that the two were chatting.
"All these years......
Thank you and him.
Qin Anguo suddenly sighed.
Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "If it weren't for you, I would have died a long time ago......
Brother Long is also very good to me, Brother Qin can rest assured. ” "Hmm."
Qin Anguo thought about it, but he still couldn't help but continue to speak.
He must beware of whether there is anyone around him staring at him, he is not afraid, and the Xiaoli in front of him is the last thing he wants to see.
For so many years, Xiaoli has been playing the role of a messenger for him.
No one knew that this girl who specialized in chores in the kitchen turned out to be Qin Anguo's person, and no one knew that the legendary dead thunder dragon was still alive and with Xiaoli.
Qin Anguo stood up, pretended to stretch his waist, yawned, and turned to leave the balcony.
The last rays of sunlight finally sink behind the mountains in the distance.
Night, has come. …… Stockholm, inside the castle.
Qin Fei felt that his hands and feet had begun to regain sensation, and he raised his hand and controlled the five fingers to move a few times.
Eric saw it from the sidelines and immediately looked happy.
"Boss, you don't have to say anything about your physique, your recovery is too fast!"
Qin Fei tried to stand up, but found that there was really no big problem, so he moved his hands and feet, and said to Eric, "Eric, your medicine really works. ” The effect was good, but Qin Fei was a little worried.
After all, any drug that works strangely must have side effects, just as morphine is a panacea on the battlefield, but it can make people addicted in minutes.
Previously, Eric mentioned that this medicine was not only a lifesaver for the Holy Cross Assassins, but also stimulated the central nervous system and put people into a state of euphoria, thereby improving concentration and perception.
"I'm asking you something."
Qin Fei looked at Eric with some uneasiness: "Does this thing have any side effects?"
” "Side effects?"
Thor's Eric couldn't help but laugh, "Boss, what are you worth?"
Are you afraid that eating it yourself will cause impotence/impotence?
” Qin Fei didn't expect Eric's way of answering to be so violent, and he couldn't help but blush, "No, I'm just worried about side effects on my body functions." ” This argument is not groundless.
The use of drugs on the battlefield to stimulate the body organs of soldiers to improve combat effectiveness has been a phenomenon since ancient times.
From the simplest alcoholic beverages to the cocaine tablets used by French pilots during World War I, to the 'attack medicine' provided by Germany for soldiers during World War II, to the CX717 magic pill provided by the American DOD for special forces during the Gulf War, all of them are drugs that stimulate the nerves to refresh the mind and keep people in a state of high euphoria.
But these drugs usually have all kinds of strange sequelae after use, without exception.
"No, this drug is a prescription that has been passed down from the Assasin organization since ancient times, and after many years of improvement, it has basically no side effects."
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"But you can't eat it as candy," Eric said. ” "Fack!"
The crosshairs couldn't help it, as if he had discovered some new world, and took Eric's hand and said: "You have such a good thing and be a fart mercenary, let's just find a sum of money, apply for a patent, and open a pharmaceutical factory!"
The finished products produced in the future will be sold to the DOD in the United States......
Oh no!
The drug should be announced, and then people should be allowed to bid, and the one with the highest price will win!
You know, on the battlefield, the soldiers must love this magical little pill to death. ” The big guys all think that the crosshair is right.
It can stimulate nerves, can save lives, has no side effects, this thing looks better than adrenal hormones, more awesome than CX717, it's a bit of a disease cure without disease refreshment.
Who doesn't love this panacea on the battlefield?
"I can't make this medicine, the division of labor in the Brotherhood is very clear, the medicine is in charge of a special pharmacist, the weapons are made by a special weapon master, and we assassins are only responsible for using and killing people."
Eric's words interrupted the crosshairs' dream of making a fortune, and his face suddenly fell. 】 "Come on, are you finished?"
Lei Ming is not used to the style of these mercenaries, as special soldiers of the regular army, these mercenaries are unorganized and undisciplined procrastination style, no matter how you look at it, you can't look at it.
When has this been, I am actually discussing making pills to make a fortune!
"Now that the secret passage is gone, do you have any other backup plans?"
Qin Fei shook his head: "No more ......"
"You learned all the previous principles of special operations in vain?
I've taught you that you must do at least three sets of plans when you go out on a mission!
Lei Ming said dissatisfied.
"I made three plans, one was to leave by helicopter, one was to evacuate by water with the police, and one was to escape from the underground, but none of them seemed to work."
Qin Fei said, "No one could have estimated that the people and police of GT Company were impersonated, and no one knew that this secret passage, which few people knew, would be exposed in advance." ” Yuri on the side couldn't help but interject: "There are very few people who know about the secret passage, because this secret passage was built once when it was renovated in the 60s, and the workers and engineers involved in the work have all died of old age or retired, and it is estimated that only the person in charge of preserving these materials in the archives of the city hall knows about its existence." ” He glanced at everyone: "I think we have ...... inside" Yuri didn't dare to spit out the last sentence.
He wanted to say that there must be ghosts in his team, but he felt that it seemed inappropriate to say it at such a time.
"Now we have no choice, and it seems that there is only one path in front of us."
The old fish said, "Just kill all the enemies and get out of here." ”