Lu Chenglin heard Du Feng say that the country would come forward to protect him, and his confidence was instantly full, while Lu Yun on the other end of the table was smiling, not because the country could protect himself, but because he heard Du Feng say that even if the three months of protection time passed, Du Feng might still be by his side!

Of course, if Lu Chenglin knew what Lu Yun was thinking, he would probably be so angry that a mouthful of old blood would spurt out.

This breakfast ended successfully in a burst of laughter, Du Feng got into Lu Yun's special car, and Lu Chenglin sat in another one with interest.

Jiang Chou drove for Lu Yun, but Du Feng was still open in front of Jiang Chou, and made a lot of jokes with Lu Yun on the road, and even had a little suspicion of 'moving his hands and feet', which made Lu Yun Jiaochuan again and again.

In the far west, on an island in Greece, in a manor, it was still dark at this time, the manor was illuminated by the street lamps lit up in the manor, and the guards with guns patrolled the manor, and the dogs followed the guards, making sure that no one, not even animals, was allowed to enter the room!

The manor was brightly lit, but the room was not bright, and in one of the master's offices, a man sat behind a desk next to the window, and the thick curtains obscured the light outside, and the man behind the desk tapped lightly on the table, and on the table there was a fax, and the light of a candle gave up a small sign on the fax, and an old gun on a piece of paper!

There was only the man in the room who was hiding in the dark, and as if he had knocked on the table, the man picked up the old-fashioned telephone next to him, rotated and dialed three numbers, and the call was connected.

A very nice voice, in English accent, said: "Just cancel the released mission, and then republish it, and raise the mission bonus to five billion dollars! The mission is one week! I want to hear the news of that person's death before the beginning of next month!"

The voice is good, but the words are creepy. The phone hung up, and the man walked out from behind the desk, and he could see that this person was very tall, wearing a dress, and he looked very sexy! The momentum of walking was even stronger than that of a super model, like a feudal emperor who dominated the lives of others, and people couldn't help but think of the female emperor of the group in Huaxia, Wu Zetian! However, the light was too dim, and the woman's face was still not visible, she walked to an old record player, tinkered twice, and melodious classical music echoed in the room and throughout the manor.

The guards who heard classical music were walking on thin ice one by one, because they knew that whenever the person in the house played classical music, it meant that the person was very angry and needed music or blood to fill it!

In Paris, France, on the famous Champs-Élysées, a classic car was parked on the street in the middle of the night. The night market in France is not well developed, and the security of citizens in France has often been greatly threatened by public security and the existence of terrorist organizations in recent years. So, even the famous luxury spots on the Champs-Élysées close their doors before 9 p.m.!

There was no one on the street, an old man on crutches stepped out of the classic car, accompanied by a beautiful woman in the prime of his youth, and the strange combination of the two walked to the only place on the Champs-Lysées where the signboard lights were still on.

It's an antique shop with the name 'Satan's Playthings' on the sign lamp.

The two of them walked to the sign, which was an entrance, and a staircase led to the second floor.

The beautiful woman helped the old man step by step to the second floor, the corridor was very silent, only a cat was heard calling softly.

The two of them went up to the second floor, pushed open an old-fashioned door, and the bell rang. This is an antique shop that does not occupy a wide area, and there are things such as Tang Sancai of China, and I don't know if it is true, the spear of the Mayan civilization in distant South America, the crown of the indigenous people of Africa, and the ancient flute left by the Aegean civilization...... A small shop that includes cultural and antiques from all over the world.

Deep inside the store, a table sits in the corner with an old-fashioned typewriter and a quill in the holder. Behind the desk, a woman was holding the chirping cat and reading a copy of Les Misérables in the other.

The two walked to the table, and the woman put down the book, and saw that she was a woman in her forties and fifties, and she could vaguely see the peerless appearance of the year. When the rich man saw these two strange combinations, he smiled and said, "Sir Martin, is there anything wrong with you?"

When the old man had stood still, the beautiful woman pulled a stool and placed it behind the old man, who was called Sir Martin, and the old man sat down, leaning on his crutches, and said, "Lady Chrisanna, you know the purpose of my visit, and I am interested in these worthless antiques in your shop!"

Criana wasn't angry at Martin for complaining about her collection, she sat up straight and pressed a button on the old typewriter that was no longer usable, and the glowing sign light downstairs went out, and at the same time, the door in front of the staircase slowly descended and closed the door!

After that, Christiana continued to press a button, and the originally empty table, like a Transformer, turned out a famous brand computer from it.

Christiana sat down on a high stool, moved to the conjured computer, and said, "Sir, you said so, let's not waste time." Is there anything the Poison King needs to explain?"

This Sir Martin turned out to be the person of the drug king, so the identity of that mysterious woman is self-evident.

The old man handed out a card like a bank card and said, "The Poison King wants to cancel the previously released mission!"

"Huh?" Chrisanna took the card, the same as the front of the killer's bank card, but there was no number on the back, but a large golden letter - "S". Christiana inserted the bank card into a connected card slot next to the computer and said, "You must know that the task issued by our vampire bank will be revoked on its own initiative unless the task is completed, and if it is not completed after being accepted three times in a row, it will be canceled on its own. And the tough revocation ......"

"Please, ma'am, we know!" Sir seemed a little impatient, and didn't want to listen to Christiana's nonsense, and said: "Ordinary customers can't revoke the released task, but the drug king is already an S-level customer, and he has the right to take the initiative to cancel the task, but he only gives up 20% of the reward for the released task, 400 million US dollars, we can afford it!

Christiana stopped talking, typed on the computer, and after a while, said, "Okay, the mission has been cancelled, and the remaining eighty percent of the mission bonus has been returned to your bank card!"

With that, Chrisanna pulled out her bank card and handed it to Martin.

Martin didn't take the card and said, "We still have to post a mission!"

Chrisanna could only insert the card into the card slot again and asked, "What task are you going to post?"

"It's the same as the previous mission, but the time limit has become shorter, not twenty days, but seven days. The reward for completing the mission is 5 billion US dollars! Also, the killer or killer team who accepts the mission must be in the top 100 on the killer list of the vampire bank! Don't be a cat or a dog who can accept the mission and waste our time in vain!"

Martin's tone of voice had become a little angry. Christiana didn't care, still maintaining her professional ethics, and asked, "Sir Martin, are you sure you want to post the same mission as the one you canceled before?"

Martin angrily banged his cane on the floor and said, "I'm sure, Chrysanna, can you stop being so verbose?"

"Sir Martin, this is my job duty! Please respect, let's put it this way, if your attitude is still so bad, then I will not issue you a mission, and in the meantime, you will be the target of the vampire bank!"