"who?"

Sun Ming initially thought he was a teammate, so he reacted and jumped up, looking nervous. When he heard the grenade explosions kept ringing, he knew that he had mistakenly calculated the enemy's unknown helper, grabbed a detonator and shouted: "The president has taught me a lesson. I will not listen to any lewd words of you, the devil..."

"It just so happens that I have something to do and I have no interest in talking to you." Ji Lun's voice was faint, and his figure appeared outside the white mist.

"Catch you-" Sun Ming stared at the other party, confirming that it was a real body or not a phantom, lifted up his coat and showed the full pieces of explosives tied inside.

Sun Ming did not move for a moment. He looked up at the surroundings. This was the buried explosives, and then looked back. This was the direction of Xiaoyue Hospital. He stood up suddenly and pressed his fingers on the detonator and pressed directly: "Get dead - cancer, the minions of princes, foreign lackeys!"

The next moment, white mist rushed past him, and Sun Ming's whole body stiffened there. His finger pressed his finger to detonate the detonator for the last short distance, which was only a few millimeters away and could not detonate.

Ji Lun raised his gun to the young man's forehead: "You need to be responsible for... the deaths of several young men... Do you remember their names? Trader Zhou Hong, bank employee Zhao Jin..."

Sun Ming widened his eyes. According to the traditional style of Shenzhou Society, he was hard at the neck and wanted to speak, but when he saw that the other party was not ready to answer, he slightly buckled his fingers.

Insignificant force, the trigger pulls, and sparks spew out of the muzzle.

"Bang!"

The bullet penetrated the eyebrows, and Sun Ming's face was still filled with an unexpected and confused look. He seemed unable to understand that the other party simply shot like this, unable to understand that he would die here... With a "pop", a mixture of brain and plasma sprayed on the wall behind him, and did not fall down immediately. He stood for a second before falling down, and blood oozed under him.

Little Helen walked out with the little white cat in her arms, her new pull-up rings were empty on her ten fingers. She lowered her head and looked up at the corpse of the young captain, looking up at the teacher: "That's it?"

"Well, that's it."

"The last step in the exchange course is to remember to learn to distinguish the IQ of the subject. Some people cannot communicate and do not need to communicate... Let's go and find Liu Qingming... Don't call him junior brother, I won't admit that I have taught such a fool." Ji Lun said unhappyly.

"Yes." Little Helen picked up the detonator on the ground, studied it over and over again, followed a few steps, suddenly grabbed Jilun's clothes, staring at the white mist where the building came from: "Teacher, there."

The white fog is changing, and the rendering of black ink injected into clear water quickly dyed black.

Wow... the bats rushed out of the sky.

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A large European manor one kilometer away was planted with grapes along the stone wall. Now in winter, the vines are still silent. Carriages are driving through the door, putting down the guests and leaving, leaving the position for a carriage lined up behind, and the guests are constantly sent in, and the flowing crowd passes through the small flower bed.

The men wear suits and tie, elegant demeanor, the women have elegant night dresses, and their hairstyles are striking. Most of them are foreigners. They discuss the dinner party in various languages. In fact, it was a temporary one. The venue is a Chinese, but the content has little to do with him...

A lady and her blond daughter introduced: "This is the attraction of the Breitans United Chamber of Commerce. By the way, Lu asked some stupid tycoons who were chasing this circle to collect tickets and give them a chance to contact..."

"Madam, you are so polite. In my words, this is an opportunity to serve them as food on the table... The feast of capital, their money is released like blood." A male banker smiled and said, his eyes lingering on the mother and daughter for a while, and soon moved to the tycoons of Lu, who were hunting targets... The pleasure of capital hunting is much more attractive to him than the sexual pleasure between men and women.

When we arrived at the front courtyard, there was a naked girl angel statue erected here. The sculpture was delicate and elegant, but the green plant rattan wrapped around her, and the plant tentacles seemed to penetrate deep into her skin, giving people a subtle feeling. The girl held the bottle in her hand, flowing out of the clear spring, sprinkled on the pool, and more than a dozen red koi were swimming.

When a guest passed by, he picked up the bread crumbs from the maid's tray and threw them into the pool water. The women laughed as they watched the creatures scramble.

"It's very interesting, isn't it?" A gray-haired businessman said, clapping his hands and continuing to chat with a red-haired companion. "The Briettans have been in trouble recently, but I heard that there is a turning point again. Maybe they want to regain their confidence. What do you want to explain when you hold this banquet?"

"If there is no actual content, it is useless. Each family is already eyeing it and is preparing to divide the corpse of the fallen tiger... Regardless of how strong the island is, this is the Dark Far East... Make a fortune, go back to retire and take usury... Be a profiteer."

"It is worthy of being the Frans dream. You might as well be a rotten vulture... or a vampire bat..."

"My God, don't talk about this at night in the dark Far East..."

On the pitch-black clock tower, a silver-haired man in black and dull red windbreaker was pale in skin, deep face, handsome and gorgeous. He held a glass of blood-red wine and looked down at the guests entering the mansion below, with slightly bent mouths.

"What are you laughing at, Vlad." A woman walked out of the shadow and stood beside her. Her appearance was the same as the statue of a girl below. Her black off-shoulder night dress, and even the pattern was in the shape of a green vine on the body of the statue below, but... the pattern was bloody.

"Nothing, Serena, humans who enjoy peace will always forget that they are actually in war... an ancient war that will never stop." The man smiled slightly, and his sharp teeth disappeared in an instant: "A servant will always forget the real owner of the house if he has been stolen for too long."

At this time, a few handsome men and women came up. Serena lifted her skirt, bowed gracefully, and then left. Before blending into the shadow, she looked back at the entire manor outside the window. In a perspective that ordinary people could not detect, it was filled with moonlight and bats...

...In the banquet hall, the blonde butler in a black tuxedo reported to a middle-aged Confucian businessman. The host was a little nervous and anxious and kept looking out the watch. He looked at the time: "The night banquet begins soon, and I also invited Professor Lewis. Didn't he come?"

"No, Master." The blonde butler was meticulous, bowing, his eyes were quiet and calm.

The middle-aged Confucian businessman left with a little disappointed, and several boyfriends and girlfriends held wine glasses and followed him... Excluding some local tyrants who could only participate in the garden, they were only a few Chinese people who participated as host friends at the banquet. A woman smiled considerately and said, "Lewis, Chinese, or foreigners? Very important people?"

The middle-aged Confucian businessman said, "Professor Lewis, a very rich overseas Chinese, came back with an investment project two years ago. He was an visiting professor of economics at the University of Garytown, but the intelligence shows that this person was employed by a newly established 'Bear and Jasmine' bank in the Lone Star Country - the main shareholders are all red-necked, including several families in the Nordic business district, the head of the domestic core enterprises of Lone Star, the president of the university, and maybe the newly formed consortium of that country. He came here with the intention of cooperation with our country. In the first few months, the professor also worked as our economic adviser... Later, he resigned, did he remember?"

The woman's eyes lit up and clapped her hands and said, "Oh, I remember that he had brought his daughter to attend the New Year banquet at the City Hall that year. He had forgotten his name. People still remember that his daughter Helen was impressive and beautiful... blonde, blue eyes, and a string of amethyst bracelets on her hands... her legs and feet seemed a little inconvenient, so she didn't dance."

A black skirt floating on the side stairs, a Western woman was wearing a black off-shoulder night dress, her face was more delicate than a girl, her eyes were emerald green and warm, and she looked at several Chinese people with a smile: "Are you talking about Little Helen?"

"Ah... Marquis de Catherine, do you know her too?"

"No, I haven't seen the little girl herself, but I have heard that in our world, her motherhood is extraordinary..." Catherine smiled, picked up a glass of wine on the plate of the waiter passing by, raised her glasses of wine, toasted them, and then picked up her skirt and left. Her eyes swept across some corners.

Under the moonlight, many young and handsome men and women in complex dresses enjoyed themselves at the banquet, danced with the sound of the band, or walked over in front of the host and guests, or even reached for a glass of wine, but no one saw them except her... and them.

This banquet is a luxury cruise ship divided into two layers... One layer is in the moonlight and the other layer of lights, blending and interfering with each other.

"What a peerless beauty. I heard that your manor was originally the property of her deceased husband, and the fountain sculptures in the yard are all based on her..."

A young businessman looked at Catherine's back reluctantly, remembered the original topic and nodded: "Little Helen, I remembered it. Last time, Catherine asked me, the ten-year-old girl was a mixed-race child and was of Eastern Europe and Central Asia, so she was in line with the aesthetics of our people... It is said that it was the girl left to him by Professor Lewis's deceased wife of Lucia, so she was very precious, just like a little princess."

The middle-aged Confucian businessman thought: "No wonder... at that banquet, he had to ask his daughter for his opinions on everything. The relationship between father and daughter made people feel interesting."

"You literati are still observing carefully. I didn't pay attention to that. They were all in foreign languages ​​and couldn't understand them at all." The woman said with a smile, admitting that she was ignorant.

"What literati? Make a living in the business world..." A middle-aged Confucian businessman smiled and said, "I don't understand it very much. There are too many economic terms, and it's like a mountain... But this time the incident of Breitan seems to involve the life gates of foreigners. You can ask Professor Lewis, but unfortunately he didn't come."

"Ah, you are so brave, you dare to eat foreigners..."

"Friendship is friendship, business is business."

"The banquet is not over yet, but don't say much hope. He became depressed after his daughter disappeared, and the cooperation project could no longer be implemented. The consortium behind him also sent a letter to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to ask for a investigation but failed. He was angry and may have misunderstood that we had no sincerity. I heard that the investment was also cancelled..."

Smack sex-

The gunshots rang not far away, and the guests who were coming and going at the door were stunned and looked at them: "What's going on?"

The glamorous guests in the manor hall were still immersed in the silence of drinking and singing and dancing, and did not hear any movement outside. It was not until a bang and exploded, and rushed to the window and looked at it at the door: "What happened?"

"I can't see any gunfights and explosions, but the sound is close to my ears, what's going on?"

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Chapter completed!