"It can't ......"

Zhuang Zhixuan looked at the three women hanging from the horizontal bar and looked at her, and muttered in a low voice.

Zhuang Zhixuan is not stupid, the three women portrayed in the same mold as her in front of her prove one thing, someone is trying to impersonate her in order to achieve a certain purpose, however, her storage zài is the internal information of the secret service team, how can it be leaked?

"Nobody knows!"

She yelled under her breath.

This mission was fought for by herself, how could outsiders pretend to be her at the right time?

"No, at least your superiors know. ”

The man's tone was calm.

"You mean...... I don't believe it. ”

Zhuang Zhixuan shook her head hesitantly.

"Whatever you want. ”

Shrugging, the man said disapprovingly, and walked towards the courtyard with flip-flops.

"So, what are you going to do with them?"

"Do you know? Death row prisoners will have a full meal before they die, and so will Zhao Wu's dog. ”

Turning around, the man grinned and laughed with eight big white teeth, the light in his eyes meaning under the ruffian smile.

The cruelty in the man's words, Zhuang Zhixuan understood, these women who looked like her would become the dog's last supper, thinking of this, her heart tumbled to her stomach.

"Let's go. ”

"Where are you going?"

Seeing the appearance of the man casually walking towards the depths of the courtyard, Zhuang Zhixuan asked subconsciously.

Looking down at his watch, the man squeezed his eyebrows and smiled:

"I'll take you to a good show. ”

Walking into the seemingly ordinary farmhouse courtyard step by step, Zhuang Zhixuan followed the man into the backyard, and found that there was a hole in the sky here - a basement that occupies an extremely wide area!

In the basement, the lights are brilliant, around the center stage in front of the basement door, the delicate cowhide sofa seems to be chaotic but in fact orderly in a semi-circular arc, and the small tables made of sterling silver are densely scattered in every corner of the basement, on which are placed all kinds of nuts and wine cigars. On both sides of the basement, every three or five meters away, there were hollowed-out corridors, presumably the same path they had just descended, leading to the residences of different families.

Right now, in this not beautiful but very attractive basement, nearly a thousand people are gathering, and the cowhide sofa is almost full.

"Boss!"

A young man pushed a cart full of drinks and nuts, and as he passed by the man, he opened his mouth and called.

Hearing the young man's name, Zhuang Zhixuan's heart tightened. She remembered that in the information she got before she came, it was clearly said that No. 1 was undercover, and the huge basement she saw now also proved that the town was not ordinary, but No. 1 ...... Did you become the head of this town......? Has No. 1 defected?

Ignoring Zhuang Zhixuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the surprise that flashed in his eyes, the man smiled very casually:

"Are you here?"

"At least one from each family came, and only the old man at the head of the town was still there to watch the shop. ”

The young man replied neatly.

"Well, it's okay if you can't come, it will be sad to save it. ”

In the man's frivolous eyes, there was actually a bit of sorrow, and Zhuang Zhixuan on the side was stunned again, but she couldn't figure it out.

"Let's get started. ”

The man lit a cigar for himself, jumped to the center of the stage, tilted his head to look at Zhuang Zhixuan, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and pointed to the only sofa chair on the stage and said:

"Do you sit here together, or do you stand on your own?"

How to choose a group of known enemies and a person of her own who may defect? How will others choose Zhuang Zhixuan, but she herself chose to follow the steps without hesitation, and walked straight to the sofa and sat down.

Like the fear of impending disaster, or the quiet enjoyment of generosity, or like the gambler smiling and playing with chips at the poker table, no one knows what the dealer's next card will be.

"Sue everyone, start in 5 minutes. ”

A meditation crossed his deep eyes, and the man spat out a large eye circle and leaned on the sofa, as if he was pretending to sleep.

On the stage beside him, a 450-inch motorized projection screen slowly hangs, and the projector on the top glows with a purple-green light, and at 04:59, the red countdown number fluctuates on the screen.

Offstage, the originally noisy atmosphere was silent, although there was still the "sizzling" sound of a match cutting through the burning air, and the crisp "boom" sound of opening the lid of a wine bottle, but people were silent.

At first, the young man who was pushing a cart to deliver drinks and cigars and nuts everywhere was already standing in the corner of the stage, and he looked very patiently at the man on the sofa who was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, without worrying that the man would actually sleep.

00：59……

00：29……

00：09……

5…

4…

3…

2…

Suddenly, just as the young man had waited, the man opened his eyes, his thick, upturned eyelashes projected under his eyes, and the gaze in his eyes became more and more obscure. He turned his head to look at the young man in the corner, bowed his head slightly, obviously wearing a plaid shirt, five-point trousers, and double flip-flops under his feet.

The young man received the man's signal and waved his hand behind him, and a middle-aged man who was firmly tied with hemp rope was dragged onto the stage by several other people and thrown in the center of the stage, that is, by the man's side. With a cowboy hat on his head and a crooked beard that covers his cheeks, he is known to everyone in the town - the truck driver, who comes out early in the morning and returns at midnight, is not an exaggeration to call him the hardest working man in the town.

Boast!

The waxy yellow ceiling light fell, illuminating the stage extremely brightly, and under the stage, only two light strips were left on the side of the basement aisle, and the faint blue light crawled on every face, making the hearts of the people on the stage numb. To be precise, it should be the middle-aged man who was bound by hemp rope, revealing deep fear under his seemingly fierce and violent skin.

"Lao Zhang, do you say it yourself, or, I'll tell you?"

The man flicked the ash on the cigar and knocked it on the wooden floor, and a cool breeze blew from nowhere, and the condensed ash rolled in front of the middle-aged man.

"Boss, I don't know what you're talking about!"

Looking at the soot in front of him, Lao Zhang raised his neck sharply and shouted loudly.

"Looks like you're going to let me speak for you. ”

The man casually threw the cigar in his hand to the ground, and coincidentally rolled it to Lao Zhang's trouser legs, and a burnt smell like barbecue came to the tip of Zhuang Zhixuan's nose.

He, to burn this man?

Zhuang Zhixuan's heart was stunned.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that the cigar was different from the previous Zippo, and in the absence of air inhalation, the red dot on the cigar disappeared after a while, leaving only a black hole on Lao Zhang's trouser leg and a scar on the calf.

"Look behind you, who is she?"