There was silence, this was difficult.
The theme of the mission is to redeem fallen people, but now Albert has not said that he insists on killing people.
His attitude is that he will not agree for the time being, that is, he agrees, but he does not agree now.
Cheng Qianxun came to her senses first, or she needed to negotiate this matter.
Albert's purpose was very clear, and it was aimed at her: "Then when are you going to agree?"
"I don't know.
Maybe three to five years, maybe when I'm about to die of old age."
Albert smiled confidently and asked, "If you stay, will you grow old with me?"
It can't be like this, it's simply a provocation.
If Sneijder hadn't had a good temper, he would have exploded with anger.
She replied: "No, based on previous experience, because if the time goes on too long, we may die one by one.
Maybe I will be the first, maybe I will be the last."
Albert's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he should understand that what she said was not false.
Frowning slightly: "Who sent you here?
Is it really impossible to escape?"
Albert may be able to do a lot of things with his current abilities, but this is far from enough.
She said softly: "You should understand."
No need to explain, after seven years, she and her teammates have not aged a bit.
There was no news when he left, and he completely disappeared from this world.
Albert was not a person who deceived himself.
His eyes finally moved elsewhere, with only a calm calculation on his face: "How long can it be delayed?"
"Maybe."
She was also helpless.
Since she had said it here, she said it more thoroughly: "Sometimes in three to five days, one person will not die a day like before.
If you live a more exciting life, the time can be extended longer. " "Wonderful" Albert was a little confused.
Rudolph finished his steak.
He wiped his mouth with a napkin and threw it casually on the table: "I just want to make something lively.
It can be murderous or funny.
Anyway, it's worth watching."
Everyone looked at Albert, waiting for him to speak, but he always sat there, twirling the knife on the plate with his fingers from time to time.
After a long time, he suddenly smiled: "It's too late today, so you don't have to go back to that shabby hotel.
There are many rooms here, I will ask someone to arrange them."
He stood up.
Walked outside and left.
Everyone looked at each other, and the bodyguard who was still waiting nearby helped everyone add a little champagne.
There is no need to say anything.
What else can we do?
Just stay here.
Barron walked in and said the room was ready.
The entire building has more than 100 floors and is a commercial hotel mixed with business buildings.
After Barron took the key card from a waiter.
Distribute one by one.
He also said: "I wish you have a good rest.
There will be a buffet on the 60th floor before nine o'clock tomorrow morning.
You can also order food to be delivered to your room.
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The gym is open all day, but I hope that after nine o'clock, people who work like this can They all went to work, so it was quite empty.”
After getting the key card, everyone looked at it.
There are five rooms together.
Cheng Qianxun refused: "Sneijder and I can live in the same room."
"In order to ensure that everyone has a good rest, we specifically ask each person to share a room.
If you don't want to be arranged like this, you can also choose to leave."
Barron still stuffed the door card into her hand, smiling like a fox.
Rudolf shook the key card in his hand: "This is a five-star high-end hotel."
Yes, if you can't live in a good five-star suite, why don't you go back to a place where cockroaches and mice crawl out from time to time?
Motel "Then we'll settle in."
Barron took out another piece of paper from his pocket and read: "Tomorrow at one o'clock in the afternoon, we will go to the nursing home; we will go to Times Square at four o'clock; after dinner, we will go to the charity party at seven o'clock... " Before he finished reading, Sneijder interrupted: "What do you mean, should we go together?"
"It's really smart, of course."
Barron smiled and handed the paper to Sneijder: "It's rare to get together.
Albert and I both want to relive the good times with the four of us, but the Senate campaign will be very difficult.
We are so busy that we can only go together.
This is the three-day itinerary.
I won’t read it.
You can read it yourself.”
Sneijder was a little dazed looking at the paper in his hand.
Barron turned and left, walked a few steps and then looked back: "Ah, by the way, this is the latest schedule.
The one you got before is invalid.
Don't look at it again.
"Well, I have thought of this, yes, the other party's mind is not bad.
On the way to the room, she asked: "What are your room numbers?"
"8646; 8647; 8648; 8649."
Rudolph had a good mind and could remember everything by reading it once.
Before anyone else could look at the key card in his hand, he reported the house number: "Yours is 8650."
He lowered his head and looked at the number in his hand.
Sure enough, it was "8650".
"Gordon, you and I will change rooms."
She exchanged the key card from Gordon's hand and said that each person had a room, but she didn't say that she couldn't change rooms.
Rudolph walked in front without looking back: "Your current room is 8647, it should be between mine and Sneijder's room, or opposite."
Everyone was really helpless and admired, this guy has a good mind , jealousy is useless.
Just as Rudolph said, her room was between Rudolph and Sneijder, and Gordon. . .
Gordon looked at the house number "8649" at the end of the corridor: "Then I'll go to sleep in the room on the other side."
Reger laughed and said, "Lock the door properly.
Don't let anyone touch the bed in the middle of the night."
"That's not possible."
Rudolf opened the door to his room with the key card, turned around and said, "Maybe within a minute, that guy will already know to change rooms.
I'm going to rest first, good night."
She said to Sneijder: "I will shout if something happens, and besides, he is not such a person."
"It seems like he is this kind of person."
Sneijder's sourness has not been eliminated yet.
She laughed: "Seven years have passed, are you still as young as you are?"
Sneijder thought for a while and nodded firmly: "A man will always be a man.
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Even if I am seventy years old, as long as you ignore me and sleep separately from me, I will sneak into your room at night."
She was thoroughly amused.
She was overjoyed and happiness suddenly filled her heart: "You are so cute.
It seems that you should be the one I have to guard against tonight.
Good night, Sneijder."
Sneijder stood at the door reluctantly like a couple still in love, watching her enter the room.
Insert the door card.
The electricity in the room was turned on.
As soon as she turned on the light, she knew that staying here for one night was definitely expensive.
Go to the window and open the double curtains.
Although the scenery outside is not as good as the top floor, it is still dazzling enough.
"Okay, okay.
Let's play slowly."
She sighed helplessly at the beautiful scenery.
"Ding-ding-ding, ding-ding-ding..."
The phone rang in waves and it just kept ringing.
Cheng Qianxun woke up from his sleep.
He only got up and went to the desk next to him to get the microphone.
"Hello, Maoning Kao..."
A string of foreign characters sounded, and the hotel had a special morning reminder service.
She was stunned, said thank you in English and hung up.
Then there was another knock on the door.
Go over and open it.
Two hotel waiters came in with a dining cart.
"I don't seem to have ordered this."
She didn't stop her.
Anyway, she would push it out if she knew it was the wrong one.
"That's right" the waiter replied firmly and pushed straight into the room.
"Really?
Haha, I don't have any money to tip."
Could it be that Sneijder ordered it, but he was not polite at all.
The two waiters put the things on the table, put the bowls and chopsticks on them, said "I wish you a pleasant meal, madam" and left.
Close the door and walk to the table.
There was actually a rose and a small card.
Open it and take a look.
It was actually in Chinese: "I hope your preference for food remains the same as before, just like I do for you.
Albert."
Looking at the table again, it’s Chinese food. . .
For a moment, my heart surged, "How can I eat it?"
The words were written with a pen.
The writing style was vigorous and powerful.
It could not be achieved without the skill of 20 or 30 years.
It should have been written by someone.
But if a man has such a heart, no matter how stubborn a woman is, she will still be moved.
While I was eating, someone knocked on the door again.
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The waiter handed over a paper bag: "Hello, this is for you."
He took it and looked into the bag.
Inside was a set of clothes and a shoe box.
She thanked her and closed the door with her things.
The clothes are sportswear.
Look at the clock next to the bed, it's only eight o'clock. . .
After thinking for a while, she threw the bag on the bed and returned to the dining table to continue eating.
I put on my workout clothes and sneakers, and I was thoughtful enough to leave a sports bra and even a headband in place.
She thought about Sneed's door as she went out, but finally lowered her raised hand.
She found a waiter at the end of the corridor and asked where the gym was, but the waiter personally led her there.
It's past nine o'clock, and there are really very few people in the gym.
It has half a floor and hundreds of square meters for exercise equipment.
There are only a few people exercising.
But judging from the basket of used towels carried out by the staff, there were quite a few people exercising before nine o'clock.
The waiter led her directly to the treadmill, where Albert was already exercising.
"Thank you."
After she thanked her, the waiter nodded slightly and bowed before leaving.
Looking at Albert running on the treadmill with a towel hanging around his neck, she walked to the machine and took a look.
The number set on it should be five kilometers.
I really hate these people, they always travel kilometers or several kilometers.
"Did you sleep well yesterday?"
Albert breathed through his mouth.
The neck and back of his sports shorts were already wet.
"Slept well," she replied.
Just as the running settings were completed, Albert stopped following the exercise belt under his feet and wiped the sweat with the towel on his neck.
Holding the railing on the treadmill, he bent slightly and looked at her: "Because I changed rooms."
Looking at his smiling dark blue eyes, she looked away and said: "The door can only protect against gentlemen, not villains.
I just wanted to change rooms to live closer to Sneijder and the others.
You don't want anything to happen to me, do you?"
" "Yes, that's right, whatever happens now may be detrimental to the election."
Hearing a laugh from Albert's nose, he walked to another district.
Walking to the stretcher for arm strength training, he bent down to choose the number of iron blocks: "It seems that I am not a bad person.
At least the room you chose is not the one farthest from me."
She argued with each other: "It's safer among teammates."
Although she didn't target the other party, the meaning was obvious enough.
If something is impossible, don't give the other party any hope and hope
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