Emilia looked at the two knives on the dining table in surprise, probably thinking she was a kleptomaniac.
Albert smiled: "She has this habit.
In the past, at most, six guns were found on her body.
Only two were hidden, so she trusts us."
Cheng Qianxun scratched the back of his head and pretended to be embarrassed: "You still understand me."
Albert picked up the fruit knife, looked at it and handed it over: "You keep this one, if you don't want to give me anything, you don't know where to get some messy stuff and hide it everywhere."
"Thank you."
She took it without being polite, stepped on the chair, lifted up her uniform pants, and stuck the fruit knife in her socks.
Albert sighed: "Fortunately you have a fiancé, otherwise no man would dare to want you."
When I got back to my room, the first thing I did was to turn on the TV and watch the news.
Basically, if something important happens, it will be shown on TV.
The media and TV stations in other countries were basically paralyzed.
Only the media here were not affected and sent out a large number of personnel to broadcast live with the army.
The zombies are eliminated first, and then there are scenes of the rescued people shedding tears of gratitude. . .
If the people knew that these things were caused by the general, would they still regard him as their savior?
Sneijder and his teammates should be fine now, but they can't continue like this.
Lying on the bed, she raised her legs, lifted up her trouser legs, and pulled out the fruit knife.
I tried it with my fingers and found that the blade was okay, but that was far from enough.
What I needed was a gun.
Didn’t go for afternoon tea, although Amelia sent someone to invite her.
But she refused to go because she was tired.
In the evening, Albert called for dinner.
Albert suddenly said: "Cheng, you have something on your mind."
Maybe he saw her eating.
She put down the steak knife: "Without my teammates around me, I will miss them as time goes by and I don't know when things will be resolved."
"It's solved, you will disappear again, but I don't want you to leave."
With a bit of reluctance, Albert saw what she was going to say, but before she could speak, he said: "I know.
I know... ” He lowered his head, and after a while, looked up at her: "It doesn't matter.
I'm used to it, anyway, your shadow has been deeply engraved in my heart."
Regardless of the strange look in Emilia's eyes next to her, it was obvious that the father and son were not used to chatting with other people.
What can be done.
She shook her head slightly: "Don't be like this.
Just think of me as..."
"A dream."
Albert said what she wanted to say.
In fact, she had said this before.
Obviously, Albert had memorized every word and every fragment of her words.
I also asked someone to draw her appearance.
Each drawing is a work of art, and the last one is of her sitting in a car, stretching out her hand.
It's completely described from Albert's perspective.
The moment before she left.
Albert is almost eighty years old, how long can he live?
This meeting may be the last time during his lifetime.
I don’t know if we meet again in heaven or underworld.
But there were some things she had to do. . .
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The staff brought soup, corn and egg drop soup.
In fact, creamy corn soup is more delicious, but both generations of generals tried not to eat foods that were too high in calories in order to stay in shape.
Albert comforted her: "Sometimes you just don't trust people.
You should trust me and I will definitely help you solve it."
"Okay."
She smiled, so moved that her hand shook and the broccoli on the fork fell off and fell on her pants.
She stood up quickly and bumped into the soup basin held by the staff.
At this time, most of the soup was spilled onto the clothes of the general sitting next to him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
It's my fault."
She clumsily grabbed the napkin on the table and wiped it on the general's uniform: "Take it off quickly, otherwise the soup will seep in."
The general frowned slightly, stood up, and greeted Albert: "Excuse me for a moment."
He wanted to go out and change clothes.
The plan could not go to waste, so she risked her life and yelled: "General, let me wipe it again, oops", pretending to be in a panic, hooking her feet on the legs of the chair, and threw herself towards the general.
"Careful" the general caught her with one hand.
Taking advantage of this moment, she reached out and reached through the edge of the general's uniform jacket.
She had already touched it when she was helping the general wipe the soup.
The gun was at the side of her waist, right here. . .
The gun was in hand, and when she pulled it out, she held a small laser gun in her hand.
"No one moves."
She stepped back step by step in order to quickly aim the gun at everyone.
"What are you doing?"
The general's eyebrows suddenly rose.
"Don't shoot."
Emilia stood up holding her belly and blocked the general with her bloated body, with an incredible expression on her face: "What do you want the general and the old general to do to you so well?
What else do you want?"
Kill them" "The last thief has been punished, but my mission has not been completed yet."
There is no need to hide it, it's straightforward.
She raised her eyebrows: "You should arrange a room for me without a TV.
I'm not blind yet."
On the TV news, footage of the last thief being shot was shown in the middle of the night.
Judging from the picture, it was Gordon who should be executed.
If the people who stole and released the virus are all dead and the task has not been completed, then the only option is to kill the people who created the virus and arranged and planned all this.
Emilia also appeared in the news, and it was reported that she was dead.
I don’t know whether it was suicide due to fear of guilt or suicide due to blame, but she died anyway.
Her somewhat blurry photos, and the black body bag that obviously contained a body inside, all proved that she was "dead."
Of course, Emilia is not dead, so the focus of the conflict is on her, and she is the target.
Cheng Qianxun pointed the gun at Amelia: "You understand, this is the only way I can do it."
"But I don't understand."
Emilia supported her highly arched belly.
When she took a step to the side, the muzzle of the gun followed her.
It finally dawned on her that she was the one to be killed, not the general.
He was so anxious that he looked around blankly: "What the hell is going on?"
The general sneered: "The gun you are holding can definitely be used."
"Beep!"
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Smoke erupted from the grass in front of Emilia's feet.
She continued to point the gun at Emilia: "I'm sure it works."
Only the inexperienced ones turned their eyes suspiciously from the other party to the gun in their hands.
Give someone else a chance to take the gun.
"Cheng, don't kill her."
The general knew that he couldn't be deceived, so he stopped in front of Amelia: "She is pregnant with my child."
This moved Emilia to tears in her eyes.
Choking, "General..."
The general raised his hands as a shield: "Believe me, there will be a way to solve this matter."
I believe she smiled now.
She didn't even believe in herself, so how could she believe in a politician.
She said seriously: "General, please get out of the way, so that I can standardize and let her die without pain.
Otherwise, I will only have to shoot through your shoulder and through her head."
"I don't believe you would kill me."
The general became embarrassed and pretended to take off his clothes and have a fight.
There was a "beep" sound.
There was a hole in the hem of his clothes that he had just lifted up.
Emilia screamed behind her.
Of course, she was hiding behind the tall general, so it was difficult to shoot.
"Please don't move."
She raised the gun slightly: "Take off your clothes later and throw them over.
I will shoot randomly, so as not to cause accidental injuries."
"How can you, a woman, be like this?"
The general, who had probably seen through, laughed bitterly.
"That's how I am, the general should know."
She said without any strangeness on her face.
This is the kind of woman she is, tempered over a long period of time.
Let her become like ripples in a small lake at this critical moment.
It feels like nothing at all.
But Emilia, who was already "dead" and was good at poisoning, turned pale with fear.
Not only is he rich in experience and sensitive to the opponent's possible actions, but he is also able to kill without batting an eyelid.
If Emilia hadn't had Albert's grandson in her belly, she would have been shot.
Regardless of whether it has room for maneuver, kill it first.
If the task is not completed after killing it, try killing it with another person.
"Have you had enough trouble?"
He kept sitting next to him.
Albert, who was chewing his steak carefully, spoke.
"What's going on with you?
Why are you carrying a gun?"
Albert looked at the general.
The general quickly explained: "Father, don't get me wrong, I want to..."
"Beware of her, right?
If you harm my face, your child's mother can help."
Albert sneered, so the general took a clean gun without fingerprint verification.
He scolded: "Do you want to make me angry to death before you give in?
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You two, get out of here."
When the general heard this, he did not argue, turned around and pushed Emilia out.
Before she could take them in her mouth, Albert turned to her and said, "Come and sit down, you only ate half of the steak, don't waste it."
With the general protecting her, killing Emilia would not be that simple.
Moreover, the general is Albert's favorite son.
If anything happens to the general, Albert will definitely be sad.
She didn't want to see Albert lose his son in old age and live a safe and smooth life, only to be ruined in her hands when he gets old.
After hesitating, she sat down, slapped the gun to the side, picked up the fork, stuffed a mouthful into her mouth, and chewed.
He turned his eyes to Albert and said nothing.
It's not a life-or-death battle yet, there should be a chance for a turnaround.
Albert smiled and picked up the fork, took a piece of fried fish steak from the big plate and put it on her plate: "Try this, it will taste better if you put some salad dressing on it."
He put the fish steak on by himself Order the salad dressing.
After taking a bite, it was indeed delicious.
Being a bit of a foodie, she said very spinelessly: "The problem has not been solved, and one meal will be missed."
Albert grinned: "This should be for me.
Maybe I don't have as much time left as you."
Her heart softened further.
No matter how hard she said it, it was difficult to remain indifferent to a man who had been waiting for her all her life.
She was also helpless: "Albert, you understand me.
If the task is not completed, I will not be the only one who will die."
"I know, if you die, I will accompany you at worst."
Albert helped her get a fish steak again, his gentle look was almost unbearable.
"I know your mission this time.
You want to get rid of the mastermind who destroyed the world.
But how can a pregnant woman be the mastermind?
Facts have proved that everything can be changed.
Before there is a certain result, there is no way.
We should make a conclusion."
After Albert finished speaking confidently, he continued to eat with her as if nothing had happened.
As she ate, she felt confused.
Amelia was pregnant.
Heaven couldn't be so cruel.
If an adult makes a mistake, the child is innocent.
Could it be that the Lord sent people to someone else?
. .
Thinking of this, Albert picked up the intercom.
"Come back as soon as you change your clothes.
I have something to ask you."
Albert added: "There's no need to bring a gun.
There's no need for it."
After a while, the general came.
Cheng Qianxun quickly reached for the gun. . .
Albert stretched out his hand, pressed her gun hand, smiled at her, and said to the general with a bit of joking: "You didn't bring a gun, you brought someone here."
Two regular soldiers in black uniforms were holding not guns, but nylon binding ropes used to capture criminals.
"Father, please leave it alone."
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The general said with a gloomy face.
"I can't control it if I die, but I'm still alive now."
Albert still sat and said tepidly: "Let other irrelevant people go out to rest.
I want to have a good talk with you."
The two regular soldiers didn't dare to go out, but they didn't dare not to go out.
They didn't dare to breathe and looked at the general.
The general waved his hand helplessly, and the two men hurried away with relief.
Cheng Qianxun thought for a moment and pushed the gun in his hand towards Albert.
The gun slid along the table.
Albert blocked it with his hand, picked up the gun and looked at it: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
She applied what Albert said just now: "If it's not just death, at worst, I'll take the first step."
This man had been waiting for her all her life, and she felt she owed him to Albert.
If Albert really picked up the gun and shot her, she would admit it.
Albert is right, after a person dies, there is nothing he can do about it.
If she dies, what happens next is up to her teammates.
"You are still young.
If you want to die, I, an old man, will die first."
Albert smiled, put the gun aside, and asked the general: "To be honest, is it you or Albert who is the mastermind of this matter?"
Milia.”
The general hesitated and replied: "It's me."
What, how could this happen?
Cheng Qianxun's heart started to beat wildly.
No wonder the task was not completed.
If so, the general must be killed.
She closed her eyes, then fluttered them open, standing up to get her gun.
"No."
Albert took the first step and took the gun in his hand.
"Give it to me."
She rushed forward and started to grab the gun.
I really regretted giving the gun to Albert, because I never thought that the general was the mastermind.
"Not for you" Albert simply stood up and raised his hands.
Albert, who was a full 1.9 meters tall, had his gun more than 2.4 meters above the ground when he stretched out his hand.
She jumped and couldn't get it, so she said anxiously: "Give it to me."
Albert took advantage of his height, raised his gun, and looked at her with his head lowered, with a seriousness that was appropriate to the situation but also very funny: "No, you are going to kill my son
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