"Forehead drops, gods, ......"

As soon as Su Can closed the office door, the whole person was so soft that it was on the door panel.

How did that woman come here? And it seems that she is a little too familiar with hibiscus.

If this is a goof, there will be no way for me to survive in the future!

Su Can felt that he would resolutely stop going to nightclubs in the future, and now it would be better to go to his own class obediently, he has never loved his post as much as he does now.

Slipped back to the security guard's locker room, and quickly gave himself a full body change, I have to say that the beauty group is a clothing design company, even if it is a security uniform, it is different from the general security company's dirty scum with an obscene style.

Every detail of the clothes is full of the taste of design, and when worn on the body, even if it is a few crooked melons and cracked dates in the security department, you can also wear the taste of a tough guy, not to mention your perfect golden ratio body, as well as this face......

"Tut, this face is getting more and more temperamental like a little white face!"

Looking at the guy in the dressing mirror who seemed to be a different person, Su Can glanced at it, and couldn't help but look at it for a second and third time......

is so handsome, not only handsome, but the most terrible thing is that in those eyes, full of melancholy prince temperament, tsk, I drooled when I looked at it, how could I be so handsome and heartbreaking!

Su Can touched his cheek with a narcissistic expression, but when his eyes slid off the scar hidden under the collar on his neck, his eyes were slightly condensed, the narcissistic look on his face slowly dissolved, and his eyes were a little fluttering.

Almost, just a little bit at the time, that bullet was able to cut through his carotid artery, and he may have become a pile of loess by now.

Since the incident that happened five years ago, in the past five years, that time was the only time that he felt death, thinking that the sniper was finally blocked by himself in the Middle East desert and sliced, Su Can didn't feel the slightest pleasure and hatred.

After five years of pursuit, although he stabbed the murderer, his father was gone after all, and it was not a life that could be calculated.

Five years ago, he couldn't forget his father falling in his arms, and at the end, looking at his eyes, there was no resentment, only full of nostalgia, worry, and reluctance......

And over the years, several of them have spent almost all of their time chasing and being hunted down, all just for that piece of turtle's back.

It is a palm-sized piece of turtle's back, the whole presents a rare milky white like mutton fat jade, and the most amazing thing is that on the nine hexagonal armor pieces on the turtle's back, there are strange and beautiful lines, as if the blood is flowing, there is an indescribable strangeness.

He couldn't forget, because the turtle's back, the father who was far away in Mingzhu, was caught in the primeval jungle thousands of miles away, became a hostage of the other party to threaten him, and was finally sniped to death by a third party, his more than 30 brothers, when they broke through and returned to the base, there were only five people left, but they didn't have time to congratulate themselves on their escape, but they were greeted by layers of guns from their own people.

The turtle's back was confiscated, and they were imprisoned, and it was clear that they were ordered to attack, but it was just the simplest task of killing the tomb robbers and recovering the lost cultural relics, but in the end, what they were waiting for was the felony of 'leaving the camp for no reason and crossing the border to kill people without permission'.

On the way to the prison, he was intercepted and killed by mysterious forces, and he understood at that time that this was clearly murder, and only their death could hide the existence of the turtle's back......

For those big people in the dark, more than a billion people in China, every hour and every second every day, someone dies, and occasionally ordinary people like them die at all!

Su Can's eyes narrowed slightly, and he flipped his hands at will, and a few pieces of scattered debris on the ground seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and in the weird floating void, he flicked his fingers casually, and with a buzz, the fine debris crossed a sharp white light, like a sharp blade, and it was sharp into the wall and disappeared!

Flying flowers and picking leaves, all can kill!

If you follow martial arts novels, this can be regarded as a peerless master.

No one knew that the turtle back that was turned in was no longer the one he had taken in the first place.

To be exact, the back of the turtle is still the back of the turtle, but the nine pictures on the back of the turtle that are like the power of blood flowing have disappeared strangely after being inadvertently stained with his own blood, and there are nine more inscrutable lines in his mind.

In five years, he only barely mastered one of the pictures, but what he obtained was a strange power-Imperial Object!

From the beginning of the struggle to control a coin remotely, to the end of the control of any thing within a radius of ten meters at will, the weight of the things that can be controlled is also increasing......

From being able to control only one at the beginning, to now being able to control several at the same time......

Is this kind of magical ability considered martial arts, or is it an ability, or is it a cultivator in a true cultivation novel?

Su Can didn't know, what he was more curious about now was that the first picture allowed him to have the power of the Imperial Object, so what kind of abilities would the remaining eight bring to it?

What made Su Can even more comfortable was that the black hand behind the scenes couldn't think of their carefully planned conspiracy even if he wanted to break his head, and in the end, he didn't really get the turtle's back, but made a wedding dress for himself......

"Hey...... Hiss...... Hey, Moximoxi, Hello...... Hear it, please answer...... On his shoulder, the magnetic sound of the walkie-talkie interrupted Su Can's thoughts, and then he listened to the shouting voice from the walkie-talkie, "Ouch, hey, the big thing is not good, Xiao Su sacrificed." ”

"Let us deeply cherish the memory of Comrade Xiao Su, it was he who took our brothers to go in and out of the city's major bars, bathing centers, nightclubs, urban village hair salons, he is not jealous of meat and vegetarian, and we are even more taught by word and deed, and have made their due contribution to the service industry of the pearl, but last night because of the evil forces' anti-pornography and anti-illegal activities, it was too late to jump out of the window with pants, and was arrested on the spot and died heroically, after our unanimous vote, it was decided to give Comrade Xiao Su the title of 'martyr'......"

"you, you're sacrificing. Su Can's old face darkened, and he said angrily into the walkie-talkie.

"Ouch, I'm still alive, so hurry up to the duty room. In the phone, a loud voice came.

The duty room of the security department is on the first floor of the company, which is merged with the monitoring room, and before Su Can entered the door, he watched the closed door open, revealing a fat face, and came over with a smile: "Hello, Beibi ......"

"Someone's crotch is open, revealing your goods. Su Can was angry with a white eye, this product is 1.6 meters tall, with a tonnage of more than 300 catties, and his waist circumference is longer than his height, his name is Zhu Liang, and his nickname is Feibo.

Su Can pushed aside the big face in front of him and squeezed into the narrow duty room.

On one wall of the duty room, there is a huge display screen, which monitors every corner of the company, of course, no one cares about these, a clothing company, and it is not a political hub like Zhongnanhai, from time to time there is an assassin spy or something, and even if there is really an assassin master, these crooked melons and cracked dates are obviously unreliable.

At this moment, the other two people in the room were facing a computer screen, watching with a sound.

One of them is in his thirties and forties, with a bright head on his head, and he is also the head of the security department, named Wang Qiang, he likes others to call him Brother Qiang, but because he looks like a sad supporting role in a domestic anime, he is in his early forties, and he has been supported by the central government.

Watching Su Can enter the door, Wang Qiang just turned his head to take a look, and then quickly turned his head and continued to stare at the screen, with a voice in his mouth: "Tut, Zhou Lin, this girl, I don't look at us properly on weekdays, I really didn't see it......"

Looking at that obscene expression, Su Can couldn't understand how this thing became the head of the security department.

This book is derived from reading books