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Swimming across the shore of the artificial lake, Faeron and Marilyn dived into the nearby grove and dried their clothes with the scorching star power in three or two clicks. Later, Ferron gave Marilyn a few hundred dollars and parted ways with her.

"Really, speaking of which, I still haven't explained to anyone what the first order is!" Marilyn looked in the direction where Faeron's back had disappeared, pouting and muttering there.

At this time, two black men who were wandering the street blocked up.

"Hey, beauty, do you want to go together?"

Hearing this, Marilyn looked at her coldly, and said, "Get out, my mother doesn't have time to take care of you!" ”

"Yohe, it seems that you little chick doesn't know how to lift!" As he spoke, one of the black men actually took out a knife, with a vicious look of "if you don't agree, you will draw your little face".

Marilyn's eyes flashed, and she was about to use the "Eye" to hypnotize the two blacks and make them explode chrysanthemums with each other.

"Huh? It can't be a brain out of control, right? ”

Marilyn had encountered this situation at the beginning of the "Grasping the Divine Eye" practice, because at that time she had not been able to accurately control her mental power, so she could accidentally make people brain idiots, and now this situation has occurred again, which makes her somewhat speechless.

"Could it be that my mental power has increased again?"

From the middle of the first order to just now, Marilyn has not paid much attention to this problem, and now that the two black people have become mentally handicapped children, it is difficult for her not to pay attention to it.

Marilyn didn't care about the two idiot blacks, so she simply hailed a taxi, sat in the back seat, gave instructions on the destination, and threw herself into the investigation and manipulation of the sea of consciousness.

"Sure enough, my mental power has skyrocketed by more than one percent!"

Don't look at 10 percent, that is, 10 percent, which is not much, but that also depends on the base number, which is like population growth, in a small country with a population of several million, 10 percent population growth is obviously not a scary number, but if it is placed in China, 10 percent population growth is appalling.

This matter is the same for Marilyn, who has a huge mental power, and the increase in mental power is enough to make her "Divine Eye" deviate during micro-operation.

"It seems that Allen has to let me hypnotize the woman named Beth slowly, at least let me get used to the existing mental power!"

So, Marilyn, who returned to the hotel, except for urgently reporting Canan's death to her superiors, nested in her room, didn't even sleep, and had been practicing mental power micro-exercises.

On the other side, Fei Lun touched back to the presidential suite in the Golden Palace, and after removing the needles for the two girls, he slept until dawn.

When they washed up properly and went out after breakfast, Hart and his men saw that Feren had a tacit smile peculiar to men, after all, they had listened to the room for a long time last night, and they were quite impressed by Feren's strong combat effectiveness.

"David!" Faeron greeted Hart, "You send one of my men to follow me, and the rest of the people protect my two female companions, if they want to go shopping, you all follow, okay?" ”

"Okay, no problem!" Hart answered, and greeted a black man on the corridor who was slightly shorter than Fei Lun but extremely burly and strong, "Tai Long, you follow Mr. Fei!" ”

"Yes, Captain!" The black man Tyrone answered calmly, and then came to the side of Faeron and stood still.

Feron immediately raised his hand, greeted Hart, and led Tyrone to the elevator.

At this time, a mercenary on the side approached Hart and said, "Boss, why should we listen to Faerun's arrangement?" You know, our mission this time is to protect him, this is really someone to assassinate, Tai Long alone may not be able to stop it! ”

Hart glared at his subordinates and said, "What do you know?" I called Manager Lewis last night, and Fei Lun is a person who is polite to even the big boss, and he doesn't dare to offend him a little, if we don't listen to him, maybe we will be fired when we go back! ”

"But if he has three longs and two shorts, then we won't be ...... too"

"You're thinking too much, our real task is actually to protect his woman, as for Faren himself, even the NSA's executioner team can't do anything about him, let alone others!"

"The Executioners?" When his subordinates heard this term, they couldn't help but stick out their tongues.

You know, don't look at the fact that information in today's world is becoming more and more transparent, but in fact, the assassination actions of the intelligence agencies of major powers are still ubiquitous, but they have become more indiscriminate, such as poisoning, car accidents, and lust to make a stroke or something, in short, it is not necessarily necessary to use knives and guns, and the targets of assassination have gradually changed from the previous leaders to those who silently help them implement government decrees.

And the NSA's executioner team is such an organization that carries out assassination operations, but all the more senior mercenaries have vaguely heard of such a name, and they once teamed up with a similar department of the CIA to assassinate the Cuban leader, although it was unsuccessful, but it is still quite terrifying.

Seeing the surprised expressions of his subordinates, Hart smiled slightly and advised: "It's enough that you know this news, don't scatter it for me everywhere, otherwise I will spare you, and the NSA executioners may not be able to spare you!" ”

The subordinate nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes...... I listen to the captain! ”

As soon as Fei Lun took Tai Long into the No. 1 VIP room, He Hongsheng greeted him and said in a low voice: "Aaron, the situation has changed, there will be two rounds of matches today, thirty-two into sixteen and sixteen into eight!" ”

Fei Lun was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "Doesn't it mean that there are two rounds of the genius competition?" ”

Since the final battle of the gambling game is scheduled for September 10th, then if the duel knockout round is held every day, it will be more than one day in terms of date, after all, today is the 7th, which is obviously unacceptable, so the organizers have already arranged for the 8th to carry out 16 into 8 and 8 into 4 rounds of competition, I didn't expect such a moth to be temporary, so that most of the participating gamblers were a little caught off guard.

"Who knows what that old guy at Denelson thinks, anyway, it's two rounds today, take his mother!" He Hongsheng scolded and cared, "Do you have confidence?" Do you have enough energy? ”

In fact, the last question is what He Jiuye wants to ask the most, because he heard that since Fei Lun got involved with that big mimi, he will not stop if he doesn't do it for a few hours a day, but in this way, it is not conducive to a man's spiritual recovery.

Fei Lun was so astute, he heard He Hongsheng's off-string sound at once, and he didn't break it, and immediately prevaricated: "Don't worry, Lao He, my spirit is very good, and it's no problem to even bet ten rounds!" ”

He Hongsheng was slightly relieved when he heard this, but when he heard the exaggerated number of "ten rounds", he was a little worried that Fei Lun would say a big thing, but it was not good to point it out in front of everyone, so he could only say: "In short, you must calm down, so that with your thousand skills, you will not fall behind!" ”

Fei Lun couldn't understand Lao He's words, which was implying that once he was out of energy and had a problem such as a card mistake, he would use a thousand ways to solve it.

I still use you to teach?!

Thinking of this, Fei Lun was a little unhappy, so he said: "Lao He, you don't have to be a mother-in-law, I have my own measure!" ”

He Hongsheng's face was somewhat unsightly when he heard this, but he didn't have a seizure, he just said: "Anyway, it's right to be careful!" After saying that, he left straight away with a group of men, so as not to be angry here in Faren again.

"Huh...... This Lao He is so old, and his anger is still so strong! Feron sneered, letting Tyrone stay where he was, and headed for the table where he was going to play.

Half an hour later, Fei Lun lost two straight games, won 120 million chips, and easily entered the top 16.

He Hongsheng watched the whole game, and only then did he realize that Fei Lun's sentence of "betting ten rounds in a row" was not a big word.

Meanwhile, Beth, who had been kicked away by Sheila, was packing her bags in a suite on the twenty-first floor of the Golden Palace. Moore flew away. Of course, before leaving, she will definitely let Fei Lun carry the big black cauldron of the "Serial Assassination Memory Sweeping Army".

"Knock knock!"

Just as Beth was humming country slang and merrily sorting out her clothes, there was a knock at the door.

Beth froze for a moment: "Who?" ”

"Excuse Beth. Is Miss Moore here? I'm from a florist to deliver flowers. A soft female voice came from outside.

Beth was even more vigilant, and quickly took out the pistol under the pillow, opened the safe, loaded the fire, tiptoed to the door, and said, "How do you know I live here?" ”

"I don't know, it's the person who sent the flowers to tell me my address." The female voice outside the door answered.

"Who's sending the flowers? Say his name! Beth behind the door pressed her muzzle to the cat's eye, ready to fire.

"Calling the seat, Siladhu. Puning! The female voice outside the door obviously did not have enough education, and finally read out the name on the flower card.

"Sheila. Dupenin!? Beth cried out in surprise, wondering why the eldest lady had driven her away and sent flowers, but she didn't open the door at once.

The female voice outside the door waited a little impatiently, and said, "Miss Moore, if you don't want to open the door, then I'll put the flowers at the door, and then ask you to sign this list!" As he spoke, a receipt was tucked into the crack of the door below.

Beth thought for a while, found a pen to sign her name and stuffed the list outside the door, and said in a female voice: "Okay Miss Moore, the flowers will be placed at the door, I will go first!" As the words fell, there was the sound of light footsteps outside the door.

Beth then tried to look out with the cat's eyes, and when she found that there was no one, she waited for about two minutes before she suddenly opened the door, leaned out half of her body, and wanted to get the flowers, but she was stunned to find a woman squatting by the door, and she was quite familiar.

"You Are ......" (To be continued)