Christil Hogmus probably didn't do what Snowden said, and when he heard the secretary say that Snowden was out with two people, the first thought that flashed through Christil's mind was to take out his pistol from the drawer and shoot him hard in Snowden's temple. Crisdier www.biquge.info who wrote "Fun" felt that Snowden's blood must have been spectacular when it spurted from his temples.

However, Cridier then dismissed his crazy thoughts, and when he asked the secretary about the other two people, he decided to let Snowden in first. After all, his beauty water is running out, and he will have to buy a few spare ones through his channels when the time comes.

With a smile on his face, Snowden squeezed his eyes at the beautiful young and beautiful secretary, pushed open the door and walked into Christiel's spacious office. The interior of the office is very elegant, reminiscent of the court style of the old days. Snowden pushed open the door, and as soon as he stepped onto the red carpet and felt the softness and comfort coming from under his feet, he heard Christiel's laughter from the other end of the spacious office.

"Yo drink, what kind of wind is this blowing you here, my old friend!" Christil almost stabbed the pencil in his hand into Snowden's abdomen the moment he hugged Snowden, and the two separated, Christil patted Snowden's shoulder and looked him up and down a few times, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that a hundred years have passed, and you are getting younger and younger!"

"No, it's all the effect of beauty lotion, oh yes," Snowden took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Cridier, "I came in a hurry, I only brought one, you take it first, don't be polite to me!"

Cridier smiled embarrassedly and accepted the small porcelain vase, but in his heart he cursed Snowden for his stinginess. He led the three of them to the tea table in the middle of the office, where a pot of freshly brewed coffee was placed, and next to it were four plates of pastries and a plate of fresh fruit. In an inferior constellation such as the microscope constellation, these things can only be enjoyed by the higher-ranking people, and the common people can only eat synthetic food.

Snowden was not polite, took a sip of coffee, ate a piece of pastry, and then twisted a purple grape and carefully peeled the skin and said, "What has my brother been busy with lately?"

As soon as the three of them entered the door, Christil noticed the powerful aura emanating from Lin Feng and Tom, but as a fourth-order ability, he could hardly determine the ability level of these two individuals, and when he heard Snowden speak, he replied: "Oh, it's not a mission passed down from above, what did the murderer of the Virgo Star Emperor escape to Sorams, let us fully cooperate." You also know that the twelve star emperors of the zodiac sign are in the same breath with each other, although there is inevitably a little friction on weekdays, but it will always be external at critical moments!"

"Oh?" Snowden glanced at Lin Feng, and then said to Cristier, "Who did you get noticed?"

"Three in total, Scorpio, Virgo and Sagittarius. Christil glanced at Lin Feng and Tom, Snowden immediately explained that there was no need to hide it in front of them, Christil was surprised at the moment, although he was still a little hesitant and suspicious, he thought about it and said: "The recipients of the three constellations sent me a notice almost at the same time, tsk, this time the matter is big." I've heard that the collector sent it to me alone, but that there are many families in the city of Brador. Great, this assassin is really daring!"

Cridier took a sip of his coffee, and a pair of eyes swept over the three people opposite, seeing that Snowden seemed to be thinking, so he asked, "Who are these two?"

Snowden hummed, put down the coffee cup in his hand, and introduced very casually: "These two are the assassins you said assassinated the Virgo Star Emperor!"

Burst!

The orange that Christil had just put in his mouth spat out, and the sour juice of the orange ran down his throat into his nose, choking him violently. The sour smell burned his nose, and tears flowed down unconsciously. He quickly took a sip of coffee and rinsed his mouth, coughed a few more times, and his eyes were covered with a few bloodshots, I don't know if he was choked by orange juice or frightened by Snowden's words.

Snowden calmly wiped the orange juice on his clothes with a tissue and said with a smile: "I said dude, you don't want to!"

No matter how good his cultivation is, Cridier can't care about it at this time, he sprang up from the sofa, and was about to call the guards in, when suddenly a shadow flashed beside him. Cridier was stunned for a moment, only to feel a cool air in the back of his spine rushing to the top of his head. Cridier immediately held his breath and his gaze fell on the sofa in front of him, where was the young man with a thin body and a cold face just now?

Cridir swallowed hard, didn't dare to look back, and tried to sit down only to find that his legs were already stiff, and he could only squat in such an awkward way.

Snowden laughed and glanced behind Christil, who only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and his eyes glanced left and right, and then he saw the grim-faced young man on the sofa opposite take a grape from the plate in front of him and put it in his mouth.

Christiel's whole body seemed to have lost support, and he collapsed on the sofa, panting for breath, what happened just now? He didn't dare to think about it, if he really shouted it at that time, the consequences would really be unimaginable.

The assassin who once assassinated the Star Emperor!

There was a hint of resentment in Christiel's eyes at Snowden at this time, he knew very well that Snowden was a person, and his father drove him out of the telescope constellation before he was fledgling because he saw that Snowden, who was still an interstellar pirate at the time, had bad intentions. Could it be that he came back to take revenge? But he provided his beauty water?

Cridier had no idea what to do!

Snowden shook his head regretfully, this dress was a set he was more satisfied with, and he was usually reluctant to wear it when he came out, and now the orange juice mixed with the saliva of Christiel's idiot had penetrated into the fibers of the clothes, and when he smelled it carefully, it still smelled a little sour. Snowden tossed the tissue into his coffee cup, frowned, and sighed.

Cridier swallowed, not quite understanding what Snowden's sigh meant. This crazy guy can do anything!

Snowden looked at the paper towels in the coffee cup that were gradually soaked with coffee, and suddenly looked up at the somewhat distracted Christil and smiled: "I'm sorry," left his place, sat down next to Christiel, and put his arm around his shoulders, as if the two of them were really good friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, "I scared you, it's okay, they're not as murderous as you think." Moreover, the two of them have not assassinated His Majesty the Star Emperor, those are just rumors!"

Christiel doesn't think so. He looked at Snowden with some suspicion, "What do you want?"

"Haha, man, what are you doing, why are you so nervous, as if I'm here to assassinate you!" Snowden laughed loudly, which further accentuated Christil's inexplicable nervousness, "To tell you the truth, Lin Feng is an ability with special abilities, and the idiots sent by the zodiac can't help him at all." However, we have more important things to do, and we can't go around in circles with those idiots, it's not interesting. ”

"You, what are you going to do?" Cridier could visibly feel his voice tremble.

"These two brothers of mine want to go to Sagittarius!"

Hearing this, Christil was instantly petrified! Now that the zodiac constellation is all over the world sending killers to look for you, and you even take the initiative to send them to the door, isn't this looking for death? No, there is a saying among soldiers, and the most dangerous place is often the safest place. Cridier swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he seemed to be in love with his spit for ten minutes tonight, could they be trying to assassinate the President of the Federation?

Of course, there is always a big gap between reality and ideals!

"Of course, the benefits will definitely be yours," Snowden promised, and then pulled two small porcelain vases out of his pocket.

Christiel's eyebrows twitched, and his heart skipped a few pounds. This Jiahua is crazy to the point that he dares to assassinate the president of the Federation! This time it is definitely a huge fire pit, and there will be no scum left by jumping into it. Suddenly, Cridier had another idea, it would be better to tell the receiver this information, which would be a great achievement. Perhaps the Collector will consider having the Hogmus family as the spokesperson for the Collector in place of the Armstrong family to the top of the telescope constellation power.

"Yes!" Christil pretended to be very scared, as if Snowden had really scared him stupid, and was forced to agree to him.

Snowden pouted, a little suspicious of being cheap and obedient, looked at Christil and said: "Dude, you must really help me, don't help me because of my brother just now, you help me because of fear, in that case, I'd rather go to someone else!"

Cridier would never let such a good opportunity slip away, so he hurriedly grabbed Snowden and said, "How come, how come? You treat me as a brother, then I will treat it as a friend of life and death!" Cridier picked up the coffee pot on the table and gave Tom and Lin Feng coffee each, "I was impulsive just now, and I hope you two will forgive me, I will immediately ask someone to ask how the 'Dead Mouse' has been on the recent voyage?"

Cridier made a phone call, umped a few times and hung up. "It's a coincidence that the Dead Rat will take off from the Old Woman's Airport the night after tomorrow and end at Didiri Airport on Alilua in the Bartenor system in the southern corona. ”