The one, Gordon, rolled his eyes as if disdainfully, but did not answer. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sneijder said to everyone a little embarrassed: "He is a special soldier, he likes to kill, and he doesn't like to talk." ”

As soon as he heard the special forces, Cheng Qianxun looked at it twice. Although Gordon and his figure are not as exaggerated as Regel's extreme as the male protagonist of "The Scorpion King", his unusually cold face, which is not handsome, reveals the kind of gurgling aura that Regel does not have.

The black-winged angel once reminded him to judge which person was the strongest. Maybe it's time to look for it, no doubt judging from the current situation, the special forces should be better than the bodybuilding club coach, right?

Snead then laughed at Reggle and Steve's slightly blue faces, "Take it easy, be careful that those charming goblins drain their energy." ”

Sneijder was clearly bullish, and he could even tell what the man had done last night.

After being seen, Regel and Steve's faces became more and more ugly.

Anyone who can climb here should have some strength, unless they are as lucky as they are. So for Sneijder, Cheng Qianxun doesn't want to make any judgment for the time being.

The chief manager, Mimi, smiled and said, "Please go to the meal with distinguished guests, you can chat while eating." ”

So everyone followed the manager and came to the buffet where Chinese and Western combined.

It's still so luxurious, and you can have everything you need. Even if you don't have it, what do you want to eat, talk to the waiters and maids standing at the table, and they will immediately not know where to serve it, and it is still steaming.

Cheng Qianxun still chose the dishes he wanted to eat, asked the waiter and maid to put them on a table, and put the tableware on them.

After seeing that four servings of tableware were placed, Cheng Qianxun shook his head: "Please put eight sets." ”

This made the four people who had just met today and were taking food immediately look sideways at her.

Cheng Qianxun treated them with a friendly smile: "Let's come over and eat together, we can also get to know each other." ”

The present situation was not the time for strife and division, so everyone chose what they wanted to eat and asked the waiter to move it in, but one of the shortest men took some food for himself and sat down at the very side of the table.

"I thought it was all men." Sneijder happily sat down close to Cheng Qianxun's nearest position, and his eyes rolled on her again: "I didn't expect that there would be two mysterious Miss Dongfang to accompany me, and I haven't asked Fang Ming." ”

Sneijder is clearly the kind of man who likes to talk a lot, and is also a bit of a talker.

"Or else! One by one, we introduced ourselves, talking about our careers and how we died. Of course, Cheng Qianxun wanted to know the four people she had just met today, she turned her head and looked at the chief manager standing not far behind her: "I hope time permits." ”

"There must be enough time!" The manager smiled and said, "I want to tell you a good news, this rest is not one night, but two nights and one day, and I won't leave until tomorrow morning." So let's enjoy the remaining twenty-four hours as much as possible. ”

It's great to be able to rest for another day. So Sneijder nodded hurriedly, overjoyed: "It seems that there is enough time, we can introduce ourselves while eating, and we can also pass the time." ”

So everyone introduced themselves one by one.

Sneijder, it was opened, what the hospital, everyone knows. Rather unjustly killed, he rushed into his shop with a man with a machine gun and fired everywhere as soon as he entered, just to kill a gangster rival.

The man named Locke, who was very dissatisfied with Sneijder, also died in the indiscriminate shooting. As he said, he went on a trip, and at the instigation of a friend, he entered the store and ordered a glass of wine. He died worse than Sneider, and it's funny to say that he was an accountant. Because I usually insist on morning exercises, I can survive it.

Gordon was a special forces soldier who was on a mission when the helicopter he was flying in was shot down and died.

It was almost clear that everyone looked at the shortest man sitting next to him, silently eating his plate, without saying a word.

"Hey, tell me about yourself. Do not listen to us, but you do not speak. Sneijder raised an eyebrow. Then he turned his head sideways and said jokingly: "He's a mysterious guy, and to be honest, the three of us saw him for the first time today." ”

It turned out that these four people were not together, but came from two places.

This short man, like a mole hiding in a hole, is always a kind of restraint, and is always cautious when he comes out of the hole to contact the outside world. It's a bit like obsessive-compulsive disorder, or the nervousness of a special group of people like old widowers.

After eating the last bite, there was nothing left on the plate, and after wiping his mouth with a napkin, he pinched the napkin and looked at the people left and right with a slightly wary gaze: "Rudolph, died in the line of duty, and nothing else can be advised." ”

The air froze all of a sudden, this figure of only one meter seven, far from reaching the average height value among Caucasians, and about thirty years old, his unattractive man was actually from an intelligence agency such as Kekobo?

Snead whistled lightly, about to make sure, and said, "We started with fifteen people, and now there are only three left, thanks to a good guy like Gordon." ”

After saying that, he glanced at Gordon gratefully, which should make Gordon quite useful.

"And Mr. Rudolph, what about your teammates?" Sneijder looked back at Rudolph with a smile.

Rudolph has a high nose and curly hair, but his eyes are dark, and he has some Mongolian Asian characteristics. It is only in their country that there are so many races. Still cautious and soft, he replied, "As you can see, I am alone." ”

It is impossible to survive only one, but one must help. If you're as strong as Regel, you can have a teammate alive too. Cheng Qianxun frowned slightly, and she asked, "Then when you came, how many of you were there?" ”

Rudolph sat there silently, and after a while replied, "Four." "I've all died once, and it's not a very rational thing to hide it.

It should all die together and come together. All four of them are supposed to be companions, could it be that he was shot on the road, so the others are civilians?

At this point, the steward paused with his scepter, drawing everyone's attention.

"Distinguished guests!" The chief manager made a salute, and he danced on the ground, looking aristocratic and elegant, but in fact it was very contrived: "You can walk around and stay casually on this floor." But don't go up and down the steps, that will be dangerous. If you want to go back to your room, you can get it, as long as you want to. However, in this rest area, no harm or influence is allowed to others. Tomorrow is about the same time as today, and I will remind you to gather. ”

Then with a wave of the scepter, rows of various men and women immediately appeared: "These can also be brought back to the room." ”

The steward smiled meaningfully at Rudolph: "Even if you have special habits, you can vent them to your heart's content, and here, even if you break their corpses, you can restore them." Those who have already tried it, should know ... ”

Crushed? Zhang Ruoshan, like most of the people, looked sideways at Rudolph. This little man, whose hair was combed through the middle seam and meticulously smeared with oil, seemed to have become a little obscene and psychologically dark. After a few more glances, how do you look a little like a pervert.