Cheng Qianxun was amused by Albert, and they both laughed at each other.
Some people are just not annoying by nature.
The definition of being a hooligan and being a hooligan is the difference between people.
Suddenly, her stomach made a slight growling sound, which seemed so loud in this closed environment.
Albert noticed: "You are hungry too.
You have been unconscious for a long time.
Go out and eat something."
Following Albert out, this room should not be a basement, but a secret room.
When you walk out, it's an office.
"Sit anywhere you want."
Albert walked up to the boss's desk and pressed a button on the phone: "Please bring in two steak sets."
She walked around in this luxurious office of fifty square meters.
Seeing that she did not sit down, Albert pressed another button, and the commercial roller blinds around him slowly retracted automatically.
Turn off the lights.
As the roller blinds moved upward little by little, it was already night outside, but it was not completely dark, and a gorgeous night scene slowly appeared before our eyes.
This office is located high in the city.
There are tall buildings in front of it, but they are not as high as here.
Looking down, there are bright lights below, and the bright crescent moon above hangs in the night sky with a few thin clouds.
It's noisy and bustling below, but it's so quiet and pure in the sky.
Being between heaven and earth, it's both real and illusory.
I walked to the window with floor-to-ceiling glass and looked out.
It was so beautiful that I had the urge to jump out, even if I could only stay in such a beautiful world for a few seconds before falling to pieces.
"Isn't it nice here?"
Albert's voice sounded from behind.
There is no doubt that Albert is a person who knows how to live well and is quite successful.
For this office, the monthly rent must be staggeringly high.
She looked at everything dreamlike outside the window, and her voice seemed to be weak and empty.
Not daring to break it all: "Yes, it's beautiful."
A warm hand placed on her shoulder: "This is the most beautiful scenery in the city, comparable to Beverly Hills."
"Do you feel powerful standing here?"
But the thought came to mind, what if a tall black figure was suspended between the sky and the earth, even if he was wearing a hat, silent, and his whole body was pitch black without any other color.
He is still more dazzling than all of them, and the world is proud of his existence.
Only when his hand was held by Albert's big hand did he realize it.
Her hand was touching the black feather pendant again.
The pendant was taken out of her hand and gently twisted.
Albert looked at the pendant carefully: "Can you give it to me?
Since you can't keep it, just leave it to me."
She took the pendant out of Albert's hand.
Rejected: "This is very important to me.
It is my amulet.
There is still a long way to go.
I want it to stay with me until it disappears into ashes."
"Who gave it to you?"
Albert chuckled casually, "It was your ex-boyfriend who was like a god."
"No, it was given to me by a real god."
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She turned around, walked away from the tall and majestic Albert, and walked towards the light switch.
Before her hand even touched the switch, an arm stretched out from the side of her face and pressed against the wall.
Albert's voice came from above.
Breathing slightly faster: "Don't turn on the light, that's fine."
Still pressed the switch.
She turned around and raised her head and smiled: "It's too dark, you can't see much clearly, and you can't see how short I am."
She has a mediocre appearance, and the number of people turning back will not exceed 5 if she is mixed in the crowd.
Let the other party see clearly and stop pestering her. .
No matter how miserable that pregnant wife is, she still has the height of a model and a wealthy family background.
She is nothing in comparison.
There is such a big difference in stature.
You can imagine that if he had used this posture when chasing his wife, his arms should have been by the woman's shoulders, but now he needs to bend slightly to barely put his hands on the side of her face, otherwise he can only rest them on top of her head. .
Albert looked down and smiled suddenly.
Such people would naturally understand her intentions without saying anything.
He put down his hand and walked to the desk.
It was a pleasure to look at that straight back.
"Send the things in."
After pressing the button, Albert sat down: "Sit down too, I haven't had dinner either, so we just want to eat together."
It was now at least after seven o'clock in the evening.
She sat down and said, "Are you just waiting to interrogate me?"
Albert smiled regardless of it and looked at the table subconsciously.
There are office supplies on the desk, such as telephones, folders, classification racks, etc.
She reached out and picked up a signature pen, and her eyes fell on the shiny transparent stone at the end of the pen: "It is inlaid with real diamonds."
"Yes, fifty gold pens in the world, inlaid with one-carat diamonds."
Albert's tone was very calm, without any hint of showing off.
"Gold."
She pulled off the cap and saw that the pen tip of the pen was shining with gold.
It should be 18k.
Gold is relatively soft.
If 99 gold is used, the pen will become wrinkled after writing for a short time.
The door behind her opened, and she turned to look.
Three men came in carrying plates.
They walked directly to the large desk and placed the plates on the table one by one.
It was a large, juicy and fragrant steak, and a bowl of creamy seafood soup.
The third man was holding a plate with bread and butter.
This man looked familiar.
Although she was face-blind before, people always change.
Rudolph taught some people identification skills which were very useful.
A small white scar on this guy's cheek allowed her to identify him as the killer who pulled out a gun and pointed at Albert in the park.
She had to keep her composure at this time.
She sat there as if salivating over the steak on the table, but her eyes were already squinting, staring at this guy.
When the guy bent over and put the plate on the table, she kicked him on the outside of his knee with all her strength.
You need to raise your legs to kick the waist, and if your waist and legs are strong, you won't be able to kick others down.
"Remember, the back of a person's knees is weak.
If you want the opponent to fall, it's only possible with this part of your ability."
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Sneijder gestured at Gordon: "Don't expect to be able to hit him with one fist like us. to a man.”
This guy couldn't stand still and fell down.
That would go a step further, because before anyone else could react, if the other person lay on the ground and pulled out a gun, Albert would be in danger.
But with her height and strength, she is destined to be unable to compete with a professional.
The only way to win is to be fast, accurate and ruthless. . .
She rushed forward, spread her legs and sat on the other person's waist.
She raised the gold pen in her hand and pierced the other person's eyeballs.
With a "dong" sound, a chopstick was inserted into an apple.
Rudolf took the apple off the chopsticks: "What would happen if this chopstick was inserted into a person's eye or throat?
Eyes are also a weak point of a person.
As long as it is inserted deep enough, it can penetrate from the retina to the brain.
"That's why even an inch of iron can kill people."
After taking a big bite, he killed people as easily as eating an apple.
The sharp tip of the pen suddenly came closer to the soft eyeball.
In order to save his life, the other party only stretched out his hand to pinch her wrist and tried to block it.
She took a deep breath and locked horns with the other person.
Even if he couldn't be killed, there were people nearby who could help, but the other two men didn't move.
Are they scared out of their wits?
"Go to hell" she gritted her teeth, held the gold pen in both hands, and stabbed down with all her strength.
Her voice became a little shaky and hoarse due to exertion.
Her strength was small, but she was in a high position, and it took much less effort to press down than to lift up.
"Don't" the other party yelled one word while begging for mercy, but also used all his strength to resist with both arms.
Then we need to give Albert time to come around and help.
Even though Albert has not practiced martial arts properly in these years, his foundation is not bad and he should be able to deal with this guy.
Albert still didn't get up, and someone ran in from the door.
However, this person didn't kick her unconscious, but put his hand on her hand that was holding the gold pen tightly.
He joked: "This is very expensive, don't get it stained with blood."
What's going on?
She looked sideways and was stunned.
It was Barron.
After not seeing each other for so many years, Barron had transformed from a strong, rough man into a fat, middle-aged man with a big belly.
He almost didn't recognize him.
He let go of his hand, letting Barron take away the gold pen in his hand and stood up from the other party.
Watching the other party gasp for breath and slowly get up from the ground.
Next to her was her old friend Barron.
She understood something.
Facing Albert with a bright face, she smiled helplessly and shook her head: "You guy..."
If a competitor dies unexpectedly, no matter how flawlessly you do it, some people will still be suspicious.
Then simply put yourself in danger.
A living candidate should be better than an old pervert who is dead and has lost any value.
It can also attract public attention, and it can also "bravely" continue to carry out various activities and fight against evil forces, killing several birds with one stone.
"You're still the same, you're really ruthless."
Barron was accompanying the banquet with a glass of red wine.
He smiled and said: "Look at how weak you are.
You don't have much strength.
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You restrained my men in one go." ” Cutting off a small piece of steak with a slight red juice left, she put it in her mouth and said honestly: "I can only succeed once.
If we fight again, I will definitely lose."
"If I hadn't arrived in time, this guy would have been around for a long time.
He would have been blind in one eye long ago, and he might have lost his life."
Barron laughed.
After seven years, he has become a bit glib.
Lu used to The soldier-like restraint was nowhere to be found.
The whites of his eyes were turbid and slightly yellow, and he looked her up and down with a slightly lustful look: "Tsk tsk tsk, your appearance really hasn't changed at all.
Don't yellow people really age easily?
It's really special.
No wonder Albert I'm obsessed with you."
She looked up at Albert, who was eating steak with a knife and fork.
His dark blue eyes were staring at her with a smile, which could make a woman tremble in her heart or in her mind.
The fantasy is like a wild horse running wild.
She smiled to show that she was not affected, lowered her head and continued eating.
In order not to be silent and to get some information, she asked: "We haven't seen each other for many years, Barron, have you been hanging around with Albert?"
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