On a yacht somewhere in Southampton, a silver-haired man reclined on a velvet couch and sipped wine with ice.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and he had been sitting on the boat for a long time, and had already drunk two glasses of wine.

His name was Vasily Ivanovich.

He is strong-willed, shrewd and decisive, and very energetic.

Outwardly, he was not a very dignified man.

It doesn't even match his status as a billionaire.

It is even more far from the image of the leader of the mysterious organization.

But people like him are the ones who are born leaders.

Accustomed to directing others instead of doing it yourself, even though he just sits there casually, there is still a kind of kindness that makes people feel good.

But all those who knew him would not despise him because of this kindness.

On the other couch next to him, there was a very beautiful, very young mixed-race woman.

She is like a black cat, curled up on the sofa, beautiful and tame and cute.

Her body is slightly upturned, which makes her even more cute, and her big and beautiful eyes always have an innocent look, but there is an indescribable charm in her demeanor.

She's the kind of woman who makes a man fall in love when she sees her, but she's also the most murderous killer, and the Black Pearl of the Order is Betty.

Vasily sighed and said, "I don't know why, every time someone wants to kill me, I always feel a good appetite. And I really want to drink, maybe even when I get to this point, I still can't get rid of the fear of facing death and the joy of the rest of my life. ”

Black Pearl remained calm, not speaking.

Because the Grand Duke has always hated women who talk too much.

Unless he asks you, don't try to pick him up.

Vasily smiled slightly, "The people who sent out, is there any news?"

"Soon it will be. These MI6 idiots could not have imagined that their interior was full of holes, or that we had insight into all their plans. ”

Black Pearl smiled and said lazily.

"I have to say, they still have some skills. ”

Vasily smiled slightly, "At least they're trying." By the way, where are the white gloves?"

"He shouldn't have arrived yet, after all, there are still days before the meeting. And he has a lot of things on his hands. ”

Black Pearl said slowly.

"That's right, he really made me a little dissatisfied this time. ”

Vasily sighed and said, "I used the inside line planted in the Delta Special Forces, and it took me months to prepare, but I was caught off guard by a group of mercenaries. He guesses he's still busy dealing with the aftermath. In these respects, he was completely less reliable than the baron. ”

"What the Grand Duke is saying is that White Glove White is really only suitable for those things he does. He's a good businessman, but definitely not a great commander. ”

Black Pearl sighed.

"It's a pity that he doesn't believe in evil, and he wants to compete with the Red Baron. ”

Vasily shook his head, "In terms of cooperation, the two of them are also incompatible. But I can't live without them. ”

The black cat-like Betty didn't say anything anymore and smiled slightly, she was originally a very docile woman.

And she knows when and what to say.

She sat down again.

The hem of the pink bathrobe, which slid down her knees, exposed her legs.

Her legs are evenly slender and soft, and her wheat-colored skin is lined with a pink bathrobe, which makes her seem indescribably seductive.

A man walked into the cabin of the yacht from the outside.

He rarely makes a sound when he walks, but he doesn't walk very fast.

The woman on the couch would have been something that any man couldn't help but ask for.

But his eyes were always straight and straight, as if there was no such woman in the room at all.

Betty, on the other hand, unconsciously sat a little more disciplined.

Walking over, she even stood up a little embarrassed and stood aside in an orderly manner.

In a sense, she feared this man even more than the Grand Duke.

Because his name is Baron, the feared Red Baron.

Vasily smiled heartily, "Haha, my young baron, has been doing well lately. ”

The red baron said lightly, "Grand Duke, in fact, you shouldn't have come forward. You know you've been under surveillance by the major intelligence agencies for the past few years. On the surface, they don't have any reason to suspect you, but in fact, the British ** Department is already doubting your identity. ”

"So what?"

Vasily smiled slightly, "They don't have any way to move me. That's why I remembered to use such a bad routine as mercenaries. ”

"Maybe their routines aren't as bad as you think. ”

The Red Baron said lightly, "The information I got from the intelligence of the US military is that they invited people from Black Island. ”

"The Black Island Military Company, strictly speaking, only one and a half people deserve our attention. A fat man and a cripple with a broken hand. ”

Vasily smiled slightly.

"As long as they don't come, it's not a big deal for other people to target me. ”

"Normally, Grand Duke, I would agree with you. But this time I'm willing to bet with you, after this incident, you will feel that there are still great characters among them. ”

The Red Baron said calmly.

"Is that an exaggeration?"

Vasily smiled, "Before I have started their assassination plan, it will be over, because Betty has already sent someone to solve it." We might as well sit down and smoke a cigarette and wait for the outcome of the matter. ”

Vasily lit a cigar and smiled and handed it to the Red Baron.

The Red Baron did not refuse, lit a cigar, and accompanied Vasily and the others.

Vasily laughed: "Good, good. ”

His laughter paused suddenly: "But I know that you have been mixing well lately, but you have offended some of your own people. ”

"Not some, just one. If you mean the guy with the white gloves. ”

The Red Baron puffed out a puff of smoke.

"White gloves are nothing, even if you kill him, I don't care. ”

Vasily's voice gradually became deep and stern again: "But you should always know how useful he is for us. ”

"I know. ”

The Red Baron said calmly.

"If you really kill him, it will not help our cause, and it will do great damage. ”

Vasily puffed out a puff of smoke, as if to hide the expression on his face: "You must know these things. ”

"I know. So he's still alive. ”

The Red Baron listened to people far more than he did himself.

"So you'd better be a little more patient lately. ”

Vasily looked concerned: "I know, of course, he won't deal with you openly, but secretly...... Anyway, I'll bang him. ”

The Red Baron turned to Pearl Betty and said, "Where did you plan to deal with those mercenaries?" ”

"In ...... in the national park. ”

Betty hesitated.

"Send someone to collect the corpses, keep them clean, and don't let your corpses reveal too many clues. ”

The Red Baron sighed and said, "Now is the time, I think at this point, Lin Rui should deal with all the people you sent." ”

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