Ruth has a great talent for languages. On the one hand, there are work needs. On the other hand, there is interest. Like Lin Ze, she is fluent in the languages of most countries, except for a few remote and influential, third world countries.

In terms of spoken English, she may not be as good as the linguists of other countries, but compared to most native people, her level is not far behind.

"The first makeup of the red dust, the mountains and rivers are boundless. The original face, crushing the nightmare impermanence, the life is unparalleled. ”

This is Ruth's favorite Chinese language, but she still doesn't understand the artistic conception. She has never asked a Chinese language expert, even if she is facing Lin Ze or Xia Shuzhu, two Chinese people, she has never asked about the meaning.

There are some things that can only be tasted by oneself. Asked, pursued, understood. Instead, it loses its taste.

In the hotel suite, Ruth has set up high-tech tools such as remote monitors in her bedroom. But she didn't dare to make too many moves, not because her level was limited, but because the people she tracked this time were all anti-reconnaissance masters. Once they find out, there is a chance that they will not be able to escape.

Across the street is the Hilton, where the gang of criminals she tracks stays at one of the world's finest hotels. Frankly speaking, even Ruth, the number one female spy in MI6, admires the brazenness of these criminals.

They are the top criminals in the world, and they are criminals who are not even able to do anything with the British MI6, the FBI and other international cutting-edge organizations. is such a group of characters whose identities are so sensitive that every minute will cause huge shocks, but they unscrupulously stay at the Hilton Hotel with high exposure.

It has to be said that this is a group of terrorists who are bold and crazy.

Zooming in on the camera, Ruth, who had just taken a simple shower, ate a sandwich and stared intently at the frame in the camera.

After the gang of criminals moved in, they immediately closed the curtains. Ruth could only see through a thin slit that was not tightly closed. From 5 a.m. to now, the terrorists in the two rooms have not left the house, not even the slightest misdeeds. After taking a shower and having lunch, they sat on the couch and watched TV. Relaxed like a normal traveler, without any sense of compactness.

But Ruth kept enough patience to stare at the camera meticulously, silently expecting the other party's misdeeds.

Until three o'clock in the afternoon, when Ruth's eyes were slightly swollen and her brain was a little dizzy, a strange Chinese man suddenly appeared in the picture.

After he appeared, several criminals who had been nested in the room suddenly got up and greeted the man in a black tunic with a blurred face. The man in the tunic suit walked slowly towards the man who had been sitting on the couch all the time - according to Ruth's observations, he knew that this man was the leader of the small gang.

After a brief handshake, the two sat down on the sofa and had a conversation.

After about fifteen minutes of conversation, the two men got up and shook hands, after which the man in the black tunic left the suite.

Ruth adjusted the pixels to the best state to take the photo, hoping to identify who the man in the tunic suit was through the photo.

Click. Click.

As the photos freeze in the camera, the last image that falls into the camera makes Ruth's heart tremble, and her body stiffens.

The content of this photo is simple, but it hits the heart directly.

After bidding farewell to the man in the tunic suit, the leader of the small gang suddenly turned around without warning, stretched out a hand, and spread his thumb and forefinger at ninety degrees in a pistol pose. Then gently shake it up.

Bang!

The sound of the door popping behind her came from behind her, and Ruth's heart tightened, and she immediately pulled out a silencer pistol from her waist. Point precisely to the door.

However, before she could be given time to shoot, the man who suddenly broke in shot her pistol with a knife.

Kerra!

The man with blond hair, strong and agile body sprang up like an American cheetah after knocking out the gun in Ruth's hand. Teeth and claws, hideous face.

"Whoosh!"

Ruth's reflexes were also very sharp, and she immediately pulled out the saber tied to her thigh and stabbed at the man who pounced.

Hiss!

The saber was like an unsheathed sword, wrapped in a dull hum and engaged the blonde man.

Flutter!

Ruth slashed the man's arm with agility, and the blood poured out like blood.

The blonde man stood in place with a rebellious face, raised his arm, brushed the blood on Tian's arm, smashed his lips and said, "Woman, your pungency makes me very excited." His eyes lit up, and he had a strange aura of yin and yang. I'm going to rip off your filthy little nightdress! ”

Sou!

The blonde man struck again, this time faster and stronger. Rao is the strongest female agent in the MI like Ruth, and she can't withstand the stormy onslaught.

Soon, Ruth, who was full of cold faces, was defeated, and the saber in her hand was kicked away.

"Woman. Give up resisting. Your struggles only ignite my bestiality. The blonde man pursed his lips and walked towards Ruth with a green fang.

"Humph!" Ruth slammed forward, her palm turning into a blade and slashing at the man's neck.

"Childish!" The blonde man pursed his lips, easily avoiding her attack, and then he staggered, lifted her nightgown and threw it back, and Ruth fell unreservedly on the soft bed.

"I can fight a long battle, or I can fight a blitzkrieg." The blonde man walked towards Ruth with a smirk, rubbing his palms. "Resist, scream. Your struggles are my best aphrodisiac. ”

"Stop playing."

A rough voice came from outside the door again, and the blonde man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this: "Damn, it won't work for three minutes?" ”

"Big brother is waiting impatiently." Another man who entered the house had a bear on his back. He was a strong man with a strong physique, as black as chocolate. His hair curled like instant noodles, and a hint of seriousness crossed his swarthy face. "You know, what will happen if you anger your eldest brother."

The blonde man was stunned, glanced at Ruth who was controlled on the bed with regret, and sighed: "It's a pity for this beauty." Nor can I taste it before I die. ”

The two smashed everything Ruth monitored and modified her a little more, and then took Ruth downstairs with her in the middle.

The door was unlocked, and the trio easily entered the suite that Ruth had been monitoring earlier.

The leader sat on the couch by the window, smoking, his expression cold, and he did not see the slightest joy in catching the stalker, as if he had only caught a kitten, and not a spy who was likely to reveal their whereabouts.

Ruth was tied to the sofa opposite the man, and I don't know if the strong black man really didn't know how to pity the fragrance or the binding technique, but he actually tied Ruth, who was still very lively after taking a bath, into a meat dumpling. It's ridiculous.

Ruth, who was in a desperate situation, showed super psychological qualities as a good agent, not afraid, not afraid, as usual, with a cold and calm expression, as if she was drinking tea and chatting with an old friend, looking at the man opposite.

This is a pure American who is not outstanding in appearance, and even a little short in stature. Her short brown hair was neatly trimmed, and her deep brown eyes glanced nonchalantly at Ruth curled up on the sofa. Holding a cigarette between his fingers, he let it burn slowly, as if he had forgotten to take a puff. Just like that you look at me, I look at you.

Half a minute later, the man took the last puff of his cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray, and said lightly: "MI6? ”

Ruth closed her lips and didn't say anything.

"On the Japanese and Korean side, you're following us." The man re-lit a cigarette and said in a calm tone. "Interested in our plans?"

"I'm interested in any criminal who endangers international relations." Ruth said coldly.

"Earth scavenger?" The man said contemptuously. "Have you found anything until now?"

Ruth pursed her lips, but said no more.

"Like the FBI, you're always doing dirt and dirt in the name of maintaining world peace. What's the difference with us? It's just that one is recognized by your own laws, and the other is not. The man took a puff of his cigarette, glanced at Ruth with a cold eye, and said indifferently. No one has the right to stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at others, we do what we want to do in order to make money, but you like to find all kinds of reasons to hide your hypocritical heart. Disgusting. ”

The man extinguished the cigarette butt again and said to the blonde man behind him, "Chop it and throw it into the toilet and flush it." ”

"Okay." A violent and perverted look crossed the blonde man's face, and he walked towards Ruth with his lips curled.

Ding Ding Ding.

The mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly beeped, and the man glanced at the personal phone, frowning and connecting it.

"Hey, it's me, I'll come to you if it's convenient."

After the man was silent for a long time, a coldness appeared on his resolute face, and he said, "Lin." You haven't heard from me for a year, why did you suddenly look for me? ”

"I heard that you came to Huaxia, and I happened to be here. What's the matter, it's mixed up, and even old friends don't want to see it? ”

"I never considered you a friend." The man frowned.

"But don't forget, when I'm in England, you'll always have to run errands."

The man's eyes suddenly twitched with coldness, and he said coldly: "It's gold, it will shine anywhere." A lump of shit, even if it is plated with a thick layer of gold, will never change the fate of shit. ”

"Hah, can I assume that you're afraid to meet me?"

"I'm afraid I can't help but beat you to death." The man said coldly.

"There is a word in Huaxia to describe a person who is strong on the outside and weak on the inside, which is called lust and strength."

"Hilton Room 1808. I don't have much patience to wait for you. ”

The man hung up the phone, glanced at Ruth with his eyes like electricity, and said lightly: "Don't kill yet." After a pause, a long-awaited pleasure appeared in his eyes. I want him to know who's the big brother now. ”

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