Squinting dangerously, the eyes that usually looked amorous and elegant slowly began to unsuppress the cold breath that erupted from the bottom of the eyes. beno？ T sat back down in his chair, and although he didn't look the slightest different from the first move, he was full of rigidity, and with a single signal, he could immediately kill a threat in front of him as he had done in the mad state of a thousand times on the battlefield.

He is an arms dealer, but he is also an outlaw who has escaped death again and again in the oppression of death, and no one knows the danger better than him.

But half of his face was almost hidden in the shadows again, and Qiao Zimo only looked at beno, who was on alert? t, casually waved his hand: "Don't be nervous. There was nothing unusual about the sound, like a random domestic dog with hair standing on end in the yard of one's house, and it didn't seem necessary to even look at it more.

beno？ T frowned forgedly, and then remembered that he had just said his real name so easily, his eyes were long, and his expression slowly narrowed, "We've met before?" "He said he didn't expect to see him in country Z, beno? T gently clasped his hands behind him, and between his right hands, he skillfully began to outline in the palm of his left hand.

He was drawing a map of his whereabouts from memory.

From North Africa to Belgium, from Afghanistan to Eastern Europe.

Qiao Zimo looked at him calmly and did not answer.

beno？ T felt more and more that this bearing seemed to be familiar. Obviously there was no weapon, no coercion, this man just stood casually, but he felt that this was more uneasy than being disemboweled with a bloody knife.

Where, where exactly have you seen it?

beno？ T's fingers grew faster and faster, and the same place in the palm was repeatedly outlined.

This is only the second time he has come to country Z, and the first time he came was nearly ten years ago. His two visits had nothing to do with business, just a detour to meet some people and learn about things.

In Europe, and even in the United States, being an arms dealer is not something that needs to be concealed, on the contrary, the huge profits behind this identity and the implicit weapon deterrence will only make people extremely envious and jealous. However, the whole world knows that in this eastern country, there are some laws that make it impossible to do dangerous things with peace of mind. If you are not careful, it is an abyss. For example - arms trafficking.

By the same means, even if there is a river of blood, the final sentence in Europe and the United States may be decades or life imprisonment, but in this country with red as the national flag, the death penalty is the final judgment.

He was not afraid of the suppression of those soldiers just now, but his first reaction to this man who could not see good and evil was to be vigilant.

beno？ T pursed his lips, and his white and flawless face showed slowly, cautious and thoughtful. This is an enigmatic man who he can't guess. Whether it is identity or temperament, there always seems to be a layer of mist hanging around him, as long as he gets closer, the fog can trap people in it, and there is no possibility of getting closer.

"To be exact, you probably haven't seen me." Qiao Zimo smiled, and the jade-like complexion still had a thrilling beauty in this almost pale light.

beno？ T against the tip of his tongue, slowly digest this seemingly simple sentence. In other words, before he found out, this moon-like man had already set his sights on him. beno？ T slowly circled a range in his hand, and said slowly: "Afghanistan? "His last business was there, it was a world that made people sigh one moment in heaven and the next in hell, and he suddenly felt that this man gave him the feeling of death.

Qiao Zimo slowly walked out of the shadows, and when the elegant white shirt was close to the bottom of his eyes, beno? Only then did he recognize that all of his clothes were tailor-made by a certain master, who had already announced that he had been "retired" for many years.

beno？ T's fingers twitched, but a calm smile slowly appeared on his lips.

I vaguely guessed a possibility, but I felt more and more shocked.

Qiao Zimo looked at it for just a few moments, beno? T's face changed several times, and finally he froze in a look of surprise, although there was nothing unusual on the outside, but under the reflection of the lamp, the struggle in his eyes was clearly discerned.

Necromantic people .......

Qiao Zimo gently read the other party's nickname in his heart.

At the age of 18, he joined the Air Force and was sent to study at the Military Foreign Chinese Academy in Moscow, where he became fluent in French, Russian, Arabic, English, Portuguese and other languages, as well as a little Chinese. At the age of 21, he received a degree in economics from Columbia University.

After digging the first pot of gold in Africa and Afghanistan, he was out of control, running a private air transport company around the world, sending weapons to Afghanistan, Belgium, South Africa, Eswatini, the United Arab Emirates and Eastern Europe, and as a result, he was regarded as the "most honored guest" by the countries of the Middle East, enjoying the highest level of treatment wherever he was.

"What do you want to know?" When they faced each other directly, his own qiē was transparent in the eyes of the other party, but he couldn't determine his true identity, he knew that they were not on the same level. Equality and opposite, here, there is no zài. Although I feel a little sad, from the moment this person comes in, beno? T has found that he is at a disadvantage.

Qiao Zimo is not surprised? T's direct, instead, his answer was more concise, almost like he wasn't prepared to waste a minute or a second on this from the beginning: "The specific list of the 'Scarecrow Project'." ”

Pupils constricted. beno？ A storm suddenly set off under T's eyes.

Under the light, the man who hadn't closed his eyes for a few days and nights, every trace of love and change fell on Qiao Zimo's eyes.

He smiled slightly, finally realizing something meaningful.

The "scarecrow plan" that made the US government change its style turned unexpectedly made an arms dealer show such an expression as if he was facing a great enemy. Why not be complacent, why not be cautious, that's an interesting reaction.

"I don't know what you're talking about." There is no doubt about it, beno? t is intended to deny to the end. Wherever the Oriental man heard about that plan, he swore that he would never say it in a place that was unexpectedly on American soil.

Seeing that he flatly denied it, Qiao Zimo's interest seemed to have finally been hooked. He sat down to beno? Opposite the t, with beno? The posture of the map that T had just drawn in the palm of his hand was no different, and he looked down at him lightly with a smiling gaze: "Look, this is a topographic map of the Middle East, divided according to your whereabouts in the first half of the year, and most of the time you stay there," Qiao Zimo casually nodded on the table, and the position happened to be the same as beno? The points that t often skim past coincide.

beno？ T's nerves suddenly swelled, and the surprise in his eyes appeared in front of Qiao Zimo's eyes without any hindrance this time.

How did this person know about something that even the CIA couldn't verify? "I don't know what you're talking about." Scarecrow, scarecrow. If there is a crow and there is no scarecrow, only real people will stand in the wheat field. Human beings, on the other hand, have always been cowardly and shaken. If the scarecrow watching over the wheat field does not cease to exist, in order to divert the crow's attention from the rice field, no one is more obedient than the dead man.

beno？ T's eyes were like the finishing touch, Qiao Zimo slowly hooked the corners of his lips, and the unruliness that left the cold house in a hurry last night finally let go a little bit.

“beno？ T, you have to understand one thing. Qiao Zimo got up from the chair, his fingers curled slightly, and slowly rested on the beno? t.

beno？ T suddenly stiffened, obviously through his clothes, but he clearly felt the absolute control of the seemingly pampered hand. This is a pair of hands that are accustomed to the fnmodelhipowermk3 firearms.

beno？ t only felt that the bottom of his heart was suddenly opened by the other party, and the cold wind came in from there, causing him to tremble all over.

This person, why does this person know even the top military secrets?

The scarecrow plan, three years ago, when this plan was born, was listed as the most taboo topic in the United States and Russia, and now, people in the know are dying one by one, he thought that every qiē will rain and the sky will be clear, why, this person will know?

His mind began to scroll through the list of people who had participated in the project.

Dead, all dead. Dead people can't speak, so who leaked the secret, and what is the way for this man in country Z?

He said that he didn't expect to meet him in country Z, is it a representative, he also prepared a trap early, this trip to country Z, from the very beginning, he stepped into a carefully interwoven net.

"As the only planner of this plan who is still in stock, you should know that from the moment you set foot in country Z, you will never have a chance to escape." Qiao Zimo rarely explained his situation compassionately. Buckle in beno? The hand on his spine gradually descended with his smile.

beno？ T's face turned pale....... The strange thing is that this indescribably handsome face is dyed with a layer of black, but it does not make people feel that it is a stained color, on the contrary, it only feels more and more that he seems to be a god standing at the intersection of the road of death, the moment he lowers his eyes and laughs, like all living beings are destroyed, and he stands there alone until eternity.

Light and shadow are manipulated in the palm of his hand, and his hands can be filled with murderous intent, and there is no life, but that face makes people feel that this dark evil of qiē is a phantom imagined by himself.

The smell of blood began to waft uncontrollably in the air,