"A piece of it relieves stress. A piece of chocolate shook in front of his eyes, Wang Ling took it in his hand, tore open the package and took a bite silently, at this time he had not calmed down, in fact, he wanted to roar loudly now, author, are you playing with me, why do you write my life so much, but he still didn't do anything in the end, just eat chocolate.

"Your reaction is very strange, we have formulated several sets of plans, from your armed ''arrest' to scattering and pretending to be dead, there are more than a dozen countermeasures before and after, but you just calmly followed us," On the opposite seat, a girl with short black hair stared at Wang Ling's eyes and said coldly.

Wang Ling glanced at her, and quickly turned his head out of the window, at this moment they were in the helicopter, ten minutes ago, he was "surrounded" by several people in black, and boarded the helicopter in the eyes of his colleagues in shock. And five minutes later, the blonde stunner took off his sunglasses and blonde wig in front of him, revealing short black hair and brown pupils, and immediately changed from a European and American temperament goddess to a sexy oriental girl.

"Why should I resist, the muscles of these big brothers you brought are about to crush the gold on their bodies, did I resist. Wang Ling didn't say it, in fact, he finally chose to go with these people because when he looked at the back of this girl, there seemed to be a voice in his head saying to him, follow her. It was like a dream for a moment, and he woke up after saying these three words.

The voice seemed to come from his subconscious, Wang Ling hesitated, but reason told him that it was right to listen to this voice.

When the helicopter took off, watching the building quickly become smaller in his eyes, Wang Ling subconsciously pinched his arm. The image felt very familiar to him, and after pondering for a while, he thought of the source of this familiarity.

When he was in high school, Wang Ling liked to imagine some pictures in his brain, or rather, gay men of this age had more or less unexpected experiences.

Some have the abilities of the main character in the game, wielding Yamato and rebellion to kill all sides on the borders of hell, some enter the world of the movie, use their superior intelligence to destroy aliens and zombies, and win a lot of beauties, or they wake up in the world of the anime and find themselves sitting in the plug, about to be ejected to face the Fifth Apostle.

In these countless pictures, there will inevitably be such a scene. While everyone was listening attentively, a Black Hawk suddenly landed on the lawn. A group of handsome warriors and a heroic goddess walked in front of them in front of them in the shocked eyes of everyone, and said loudly, "Kaiju has landed on the continental shelf of the South China Sea, and the coastline of the Asian Pacific Rim is at the point of life and death, Gipsydanger has completed its weapons and fuel equipment, and is waiting for your arrival at this moment." ”

Then he walked to the podium, and his eyes shifted from criticizing his teacher every day to his good friend who farted and talked about Nuyou every day, and then to the class flower he had a crush on...... Ban Hua was looking at herself with a nymphomaniac look at her at the moment.

"I still want to work hard with everyone to become a pillar, but now I have to go to the battlefield, so take care. He solemnly stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and put it on the tip of his brow to salute the handsome Polish salute. In the admiring eyes of everyone, he was surrounded by warriors and boarded the Black Eagle, bringing people's blessings to save the world.

But, but!

It's a daydream of secondary school disease, what does it have to do with the real world? Although the physique is indeed relatively strong among his peers, what is the situation when suddenly a helicopter really comes and tells him to let him return to the team?

After the girl said that, she didn't say anything for a long time, and Wang Ling was also happy. I don't know if the theobromine and coffee in chocolate played a role, Wang Ling calmed down a little this time, and the chaotic thoughts in his brain were also suppressed. He secretly looked at the few people in the cabin, thinking quickly.

Perhaps because he often writes novels, Wang Ling's thinking is more sensitive and out-of-the-box, and after he is no longer panicked, he soon began to analyze his situation.

The behavior of these men is obviously well-trained, and it seems that they must be from some organization or institution. But it shouldn't be a particularly professional organization, if it's a place like the CIA, how can it be possible to forge an MMS document and pretend to be a blonde foreign friend. Places like the Ministry of Security obviously don't hire Sailor Moon with Irish ancestry to be the leader of the team at any time, and if they want to catch someone, MMS obviously won't land the helicopter directly in the company in such a high-profile manner.

So who are these people, terrorists, spies, or a random group actor filming a sitcom? Wang Ling frowned.

"Have you calmed down?" The girl seemed to be born with an iceberg face, and spoke without a trace of emotion, which also made Wang Ling understand that this was obviously not to summon him to save the world.

"What are you doing, I have abided by the law and have not done anything bad, and I can recite the core values of socialism backwards. Wang Ling was cautious on the verge of death.

"Your name. The girl ignored him, but took out her phone and pointed it at him a few times, "Say your name." She repeated it again, in a tone that did not allow questioning.

The girl's expression was serious, and it looked like if if she didn't recruit her, there would be a few more holes on her body immediately, Wang Ling could only helplessly say to the phone, "Wang Ling".

The voiceprint verification passed, and the identity was confirmed to be Wang Ling. A crisp female voice suddenly came from the mobile phone, which startled Wang Ling.

"We have voiceprints of all the people whose identities can be checked, and you are not our long-lost employee. Looking at Wang Ling's black question mark face, the girl said something that was clearly a stalk.

"Identity confirmation, now you can officially begin. At this time, it was clear that on the helicopter, the huge roar of the propellers and turbines was deafening, but Wang Ling felt a little quiet and scary, he stared at the girl's face at this time, waiting for what she had to say.

"My name is Bingning, we come from a company, we are responsible for handling some special hours, you can understand us as an organization. Of course, we are legally registered, and the company information can be inquired by industry and commerce. ”

"Hey, your painting style has changed too quickly, okay? Shouldn't the first sentence be that you have the right to remain silent?" Wang Ling really couldn't help but start complaining.

Wang Ling, 23 years old, from Shandong, studied in Harbin. has a certain degree of talent and ability, and has worked in the Literature and Art Department of the Student Union and the University Art Troupe...... "Bingning retold Wang Ling's resume as if he was memorizing a text, which was accurate and detailed.

"I have written novels, and my pen name is blood-stained Jiuyu, which is more middle two. Of course, the current pen name is Xiao Shan, and it is not much stronger. Bingning recounted the "objective" evaluation of the department over and over again.

Wang Ling was silent, these people seemed to know themselves better than themselves, and this information may not be all in the police files, how did they know it as a company.

"You don't have to be nervous, we just want you to cooperate with us to investigate some things, and your company has already asked you for personal leave. After the investigation is completed, you can choose whether you want to leave or not, and we will not restrict your personal freedom in any way. We will arrive at our destination in five minutes, and before that I hope you can sign this document with your name. Bingning handed over an A4 piece of paper.

Wang Ling vaguely smelled a trace of hidden information, and he could choose whether to leave or not after the investigation? I took the document, and I saw four words written on it simply and clearly: confidentiality agreement.

"We won't illegally monitor your communications equipment, but trust me, we'll know if you leak what we've kept confidential. Bingning's always serious face rarely showed a hint of a smile, but Wang Ling felt a little crazy, and he tried to control himself not to think about what would happen if the people of this "company" knew that he had leaked secrets.

A few minutes later, the helicopter landed on an empty concrete flat field. After stepping off the plane, Wang Ling looked around to see what this very mysterious "company" really looked like. I saw many black Ford vans neatly parked around, unified generation, black windows and black paint, even the wheels and calipers are black. There are also several helipads painted with circles next to the helicopter, and there are also black Bell 206s parked on them, and I don't know if it's the boss's lucky color.

"It won't be a funeral company. Wang Ling stuck out his tongue.

"Let's go, the director is waiting for you. Bingning on the side stretched out his slender jade hand and grabbed Wang Ling's arm, just as he wanted to feel the touch brought by the white and tender little hand, a huge force half-dragged him forward.

An old man who looked to be sixty or seventy years old was standing at the entrance of the tarmac, and when he saw Bingning and his party, he opened his arms and shouted, "My children are back." ”

No one hugged him, the old man raised his hand a little awkwardly, and put it down a little embarrassed, so he had to quickly change his posture and applaud, "Welcome the children back in triumph." ”

"I'm not your child. Bing Ning glared at the old man viciously, "If you shout again, I'll burn your beard." After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Wang Ling with a confused look on his face to look at the old man.

"Oh my child, welcome home. The old man stared at Wang Ling's face for a long time, as if he was looking at a lover, and he grinned and put on a hug and was about to pounce.

Wang Ling's goosebumps fell to the ground, and he was about to run, but unexpectedly he didn't run away. Although the old man looked quite old, with half-white Mediterranean hair, and the folds on his face could squeeze out mites, he had excellent skills, and from the perspective of others, Wang Ling seemed to have bumped into his arms.

A smell mixed with Kung Pao Chicken, Remy Martin, Warbler Flower Perfume and Durian instantly filled Wang Ling's nasal cavity, and tears were about to fall.

"Hero, hero, spare your life! I am old and young, even if I want to kill, I will go through the trial process first. Wang Ling struggled desperately, and finally broke free from the demon's arms.

His eyes seemed to be smoked by this strange smell, "Nima, I'm going to fight with you." Rubbing his eyes vigorously, Wang Ling took off his shoes and thought that I was going to have a duel with you, but the scene in front of him made him stunned again.

I saw that the old man was slowly arranging his clothes, with a flower in his mouth, a denim suit, and a cowboy hat on his head. After confirming that his clothes were not wrinkled, he took out a cigar and put it in his mouth, and took out a revolver from his waist with his backhand····· After the lighter was lit, he took a deep breath and showed a charming smile at Wang Ling.

What's the situation, what kind of set is this, your old expression changes faster than Xingye's, where did the obscene face go just now, hey.

Wang Ling has the heart to cry, this cliff is a magic stick, what the hell is this director? If there is such a disjointed director, this company is not a mental hospital, Wang Ling silently put on his shoes and prepared to slip away.

After a cloud-like feeling, Wang Ling found that he was carried by the old man on his shoulder, this time he couldn't break free, Wang Ling tried hard to break the old man's arm, but found that the old man's arm was hard as if it was made of iron, and the muscles on his arm were stronger than those on Wang Ling's legs.

"Meet me, my name is Jonathan. The old man said to Wang Ling while puffing on the smoke ring, "Or you can call me godfather, I don't like the title of director very much." ”