The man named Gordon rolled his eyes in disdain and did not answer.
Sneijder was a little embarrassed and said to everyone: "He is a special soldier.
He likes to kill people and doesn't like to talk."
When he heard about special forces, Cheng Qianxun took a second look.
Although Gordon's figure is not as exaggerated as that of the male protagonist of the Scorpion King like Regel, his unusually cold face, which is not handsome, reveals the kind of evil spirit that Regel does not have.
The Black Winged Angel once gave a reminder to determine which person is the strongest.
Maybe we should start looking for it now.
There is no doubt that judging from the current situation, the special forces team should be better than the bodybuilding club coach.
Sneijder then laughed at the slightly blue faces of Regel and Steve: "Take it easy, be careful that those charming goblins drain all their energy."
Sneijder obviously saw too much and could even see what the man did last night.
After being spotted, Regel and Steve's expressions became even more ugly.
Anyone who can climb here should have some strength, unless they are very lucky like them.
So Cheng Qianxun doesn't want to make any judgment about Sneijder yet.
The steward Mimi said with a smile: "Dear distinguished guests, please come and have a meal.
You can chat while eating."
So everyone followed the manager and came to the buffet where Chinese and Western dishes were combined.
It's still so luxurious, with all kinds of dishes available.
Even if you don't have it, if you want to eat something, just tell the waiter or maid standing at the table, and they will immediately bring it out from nowhere, still steaming hot.
Cheng Qianxun still selected the dishes he wanted to eat, and asked the waiter and maid to put them on a table and put the cutlery on them.
After seeing four sets of tableware placed, Cheng Qianxun shook his head: "Please put eight sets."
This made the four people who had just met her today and were getting food immediately look at her sideways.
Cheng Qianxun treated them with a friendly smile: "Come over to eat together, and we can get to know each other."
The current situation was not the time for fighting and division, so everyone chose what they wanted to eat and asked the waiter to move it over, but one of the shortest men just took some food for himself and sat at the end of the table.
"I thought they were all men."
Sneijder happily sat down next to Cheng Qianxun, his lustful eyes turning on her again: "I didn't expect there would be two mysterious Easterners.
The lady is here to accompany me, but I haven’t asked for my name yet.”
Sneijder is obviously the kind of man who likes to talk and is somewhat good at talking.
"How about this?
Let's introduce ourselves one by one, tell us our profession and how we died."
Of course Cheng Qianxun wanted to get to know the four people they met today.
She turned to look at the manager standing not far behind her. : "Hopefully time permits."
"There must be enough time," the manager said with a smile, "I want to tell you some good news.
This break is not one night, but two nights and one day.
We won't set off until tomorrow morning.
So everyone try to enjoy the remaining two nights."
Fourteen hours."
It's great to actually have another day off.
So Sneijder nodded quickly and beamed with joy: "It seems that there is enough time.
Let's introduce ourselves to each other while eating, and we can also pass the time."
So everyone introduced themselves one by one.
Sneijder runs a hospital, and everyone knows what hospital it is.
He died unjustly.
A man with a machine gun rushed into his store and started shooting everywhere in order to kill a gang rival.
The man named Locke who was very dissatisfied with Sneijder also died in random shooting.
As he said, he was going on a trip.
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After being instigated by his friends, he entered the store and ordered a glass of wine.
That death was more unjust than Sneijder's.
It's funny, he was an accountant.
Because I usually do morning exercises, I can endure it.
Gordon was a special forces soldier.
While performing a mission, the helicopter he was riding in was shot down and died.
It was all clear, and everyone looked at the shortest man sitting at the side who had been eating his plate silently without saying a word.
"Hey, introduce yourself.
Don't listen to us without saying anything."
Sneijder raised his eyebrows.
Then he turned his head and said jokingly: "He is a mysterious guy.
To be honest, this is the first time the three of us have seen him today."
It turns out that these four people are not together, but from two places.
This short man is like a mole hiding in a hole.
He is always cautious and cautious when coming out of the hole to interact with the outside world.
A bit like obsessive-compulsive disorder, or the neurosis of special people like old widowers.
After finishing the last bite, there was nothing left on the plate.
After wiping his mouth with a napkin, he pinched the napkin and looked at the people around him with a slightly wary gaze: "Rudolf, died in the line of duty, I can't tell you anything else." ” The air suddenly solidified.
This man was only 1.7 meters tall, far below the average height among Caucasians.
He was an unattractive man in his thirties.
Could he be from an intelligence agency like Kokobo?
Sneijder whistled frivolously, probably wanting to make sure again, and then said: "Our team started with fifteen people, but now there are only three left.
Thanks to a good guy like Gordon."
After saying that, he glanced at Gordon gratefully, which should be quite useful to Gordon.
"Then let me ask Mr.
Rudolph, where are your teammates?"
Sneijder turned around and looked at Rudolph with a smile.
Rudolf has a high nose and curly hair, but his eyes and hair are black, and he has some characteristics of Mongolian Asians.
Only in their country can there be so many races.
He still answered cautiously and softly: "As you can see, I am the only one."
It is impossible for only one to survive, there is always someone to help.
If you are as strong as Regel, you can have a teammate alive.
Cheng Qianxun's brows knitted slightly, and she asked, "How many of you will be there when you come?"
Rudolf sat there quietly, and after a while he answered: "Four."
He had already died once, so hiding it was not a very rational thing.
They should all die together and come together.
The four of them should all be companions.
Could it be that he was shot on the road, so the others are civilians?
At this time, the manager paused the ground with his scepter, attracting everyone's attention.
"Dear guests," the steward raised his hand.
He danced and danced, appearing to be noble and elegant, but in fact it was very artificial: "Everyone can stroll around on this floor and stay as long as you like.
But don't go up or down the steps, then It will be very dangerous.
If you want to go back to your own room, you can do it.
But you can't harm or affect others in this rest area.
You will be reminded to gather at about the same time tomorrow. of."
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Then with a wave of the scepter, rows of various men and women immediately appeared: "These can also be taken back to the room."
The manager smiled meaningfully at Rudolph: "Even if you have special quirks, you can vent them to your heart's content.
Here, even if they are cut into pieces, they can be restored.
People who have tried it should know... ” Zhang Ruoshan and most of the others looked sideways at Rudolph.
This little man, with his hair combed down the middle and oiled meticulously, seemed to have become a little wretched and psychologically gloomy.
After looking at it a few more times, I found it looked a bit like a pervert
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