Money may not make these men bow their heads lightly, but when they learn that they can gain great power as long as they surrender, everyone's eyes suddenly bloom with a strange light, including Jon and Marshall. Having more powerful power is the lifelong dream of every strong person, and these special forces who stand at the pinnacle of ordinary people's strength are no exception.

"We are willing to use our lifelong loyalty to serve the boss!"

Just one-third of the three minutes given by Mo Feng had passed, and after a short eye contact, these men who were still glaring at Mo Feng with disbelief on their faces suddenly made a 180-degree turn in their attitudes, and shouted at Mo Feng in unison, among which Ferguson and that Everton shouted the loudest.

The rapid change in the attitude of these men made Mo Feng depressed: Damn, this is too undisciplined!

But this is fine, but it also saves yourself a lot of tongue.

In fact, Mo Feng was also struggling just now, where to find someone after all these special forces are gone, and now Mo Feng underestimated the determination of these men to pursue high-end power.

"Boss, do you really want to teach them this kind of advanced exercise?"

Jon and Marshall leaned in, their eyes blazing brightly.

"Do you think I'm talking about it, I'll sort it out first during this time, don't worry, I won't forget you then!"

How could Mo Feng not understand what Jon and Marshall meant, glared at the two of them, and said angrily.

Mo Feng's idea of teaching the introductory exercises in the Imperial Dragon Recipe to the people he trusted had already struck up half a month ago, and through Guò's understanding of the Imperial Dragon Technique for more than ten years, Mo Feng believed that even if the Imperial Dragon Technique could not allow them to stimulate their own attribute abilities, it could greatly transform their physical qualities.

For this group of special forces, Mo Feng did not plan to pass on all of them to the Dragon Trick for the time being, using silver needles containing true qi to stimulate acupuncture points according to a certain law, plus the corresponding medicines, it was enough to improve the skills of these special forces a lot, and there were no side effects.

This method of improving his strength was accidentally discovered by Mo Feng in the process of diagnosing and treating patients.

"Lieutenant Colonel. I need a mission to detect this group of soldiers, is there a problem? ”

Mo Feng changed his words and stared at Marshall sternly asked.

"Yes, boss!"

Marshall's body kept coming, and he roared at Mo Feng.

"Lieutenant Colonel, it's not that I don't believe you, what we need is a group of absolutely loyal brothers. Thank you for your understanding. ”

Mo Feng said in a deep voice with a rare solemnity on his face.

"Understood. Boss! ”

Perhaps it was shame and courage, at noon on the sixth day when Mo Feng found the whereabouts of the secret recipe within a week's limit, the haggard Neeson put the file bag containing the secret recipe information on the desk of the office of the Golden Shield Security Company.

"How do you make yourself look like a refugee? Did you gather this information from Afghanistan? ”

Mo Feng, who was sitting behind the desk, asked while opening the file bag and glancing at Nissen, who was pouring mineral water into his mouth.

At this time, Neeson is like a handsome and chic image on weekdays, with messy hair, bloodshot eyes, and a beard that has not been shaved for at least two or three days, and the dark eye circles prove that Neeson has not slept enough, in addition, there is a lipstick mark on the collar of the slightly wrinkled suit, and there is a faint smell of perfume wafting out of the body, and Neeson drank a large bottle of mineral water in one go.

Then he hiccuped twice in a row, and then he said with a gloomy face while wiping the water stains on the side of his mouth: "Don't mention this, no one is allowed to inquire about the source of this information in the future!" ”

"Is the information accurate?"

Neeson's words made Mo Feng inexplicable, and blurted out.

"This is what I finally got from that old lady of Cassirer, you said I had something to do, go first!"

Halfway through his words, Neeson suddenly realized something.

hurriedly closed his mouth, and then found a reason to run away from the door.

Looking at the door that was slammed into the room, Mo Feng first showed a sudden expression of realization on his face, and then couldn't help but sigh, this intelligence gathering work is really not a human job!

The wife of the Minister of Intelligence, Cassirer, Gao Yang, has seen.

An old lady in her fifties, weighing at least 200 pounds, is really embarrassing for Neeson!

The secret recipe is really in Lawrence's hands.

It turned out that when the USB flash drive containing the secret recipe was brought back by the Kanas Institute, Xuan Wei was locked in a safe in the basement, and in addition to the sophisticated anti-theft system, a team of security personnel was sent to guard it 24 hours a day.

Only three people in the entire institute are qualified to open the safe.

They are the director Christian and the two deputy directors Bandera and Stuhl.

With the help of Streep, the director of the Dekus Institute, Lawrence quickly learned the whereabouts of the family of Bandera, the deputy director of the Kans Institute, and kidnapped his two daughters.

In the end, under the coercion of Lawrence, Bandera stole the secret recipe USB stick in the safe on the night of his shift, and after Lawrence got the secret recipe at the designated place, he commanded his men to knock Bandera unconscious and caused a traffic accident.

Neeson finally noted in the intelligence that Lawrence has recently negotiated a price with the Dekus Institute, and the general intention of the two sides has basically been reached, and it is scheduled to go to Moapa City in the north of Las Vegas in five days with the secret recipe to deliver the goods, "Miss Liu, you didn't ask me out just for dinner, right?" ”

In the box of a Chinese restaurant on Fifth Avenue in Luoshi, after the waiter closed the door and left, Mo Feng said to Liu Huanxue opposite with a smile.

"Hehe, do you have to have something to invite Mr. Mo to dinner?"

Liu Huanxue said with a smile while hanging the red windbreaker on the clothes rack.

After killing Cook, Mo Feng didn't need to deliberately hide his identity in front of Liu Huanxue, so Mo Feng didn't come in disguise like before this time.

Liu Huanxue wore a beige V-neck tight sweater inside, putting her plump. The full **** is majestic, and under the slender neck, a dazzling white ravine extends into the sweater, giving people infinite reverie.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

Before Dr. Liujin fell into a coma, he told Liu Huanxue that it was definitely a wise choice to donate the diabetes secret formula, otherwise Liu Huanxue would live in fear all day long, at least Liu Huanxue is much more radiant now than a month ago.

"Without you, I might still be immersed in fear and anxiety all day long, and those days are really hell when I think about it now. After a while, it will be the Spring Festival of the Chinese calendar, and the two of us will also reunite, come, and wish you a happy New Year in advance. ”

Liu Huanxue, who came out of the shadows, looked very happy today, and raised her glass to greet Mo Feng.

A group was built, four. Six. Eight. Nine. Four. Two. Nine. Seven. Fifth, friends who are interested in this book can come in and chat, put forward opinions or build yì, there are red envelope rewards!

(To be continued.)

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