The softness and weakness of the beauty can always tug at the heartstrings of the hero.

Yang Chen turned around with a smile, hooked Mei Ji's pointed chin with his hands, stared at the beautiful face coveted by countless people, shook his head gently, and said slowly: "Mei Ji, you are you, you don't need to change for anyone." ”

"Oh"

Mei Ji nodded obediently, every time she faced Yang Chen's deep and gentle gaze, she was always flustered and irresistible, it was this look that conquered her, and the assassination turned into a lively hand-to-hand fight on the bed, and the next day, she killed the CIA agent who spent a lot of money to hire her, and followed the man in front of her with all her heart.

One thing descends one thing.

He was the nemesis of her life.

At this moment, Mei Ji was confused and wanted to throw herself into Yang Chen's arms, seeing that the second girl in the distance turned the horse's head and had the intention of returning, she forcibly suppressed this impulse, Yang Chen also smiled and lowered his hand, and said meaningfully: "Accompany me to see Otto Ranke tomorrow, London These things should be over." ”

Mei Ji nodded yes, mentioning Otollank, the bewitching and beautiful face instantly turned cold, and the killing intent was lingering, whoever challenged the authority of the Arctic Fox was her mortal enemy.

Stealing half a day's leisure.

Yang Chen spent half a day leisurely, at night, Mei Ji personally cooked a table of dishes, Chinese food is very authentic, the color and flavor are complete, Yang Chen tasted it, full of praise, you must know that Mei Ji was born in Italy, grew up in Italy, and went to China only a handful of times.

The maid who has served Magim for many years has dinner with her master, and this unattractive maid in her forties is not simple, she is the one who taught Maggie to kill.

Erya asked Yang Chen while eating, about her brother, have you become handsome, do you have a girlfriend, bits and pieces, what do you want to ask, this girl misses her brother too much.

The closest relatives, three or four years apart, are not ordinary for the fourteen-year-old Erya, who is not generally worried, I don't know how many times she tossed and turned and curled up in the bed to call her brother.

However, this girl is much more optimistic than before when she learns that her brother is safe and sound, and the spliced photo is no longer her only thought.

"Brother Yang, do you really want to send me away?" Erya suddenly asked Yang Chen.

"Brother knows that you are reluctant to leave, but you have to go, there have been so many things recently, it may be troublesome to continue to stay here, and it is not safe." Yang Chen explained slightly

Er Ya didn't understand.

It's just a little nostalgic for the city where I've lived for three years.

After dinner, Erya rested for half an hour, followed Mei Ji to the basement, worked hard to be a top killer, and walked out of the basement at eleven o'clock in the evening, sweating like rain for three hours.

Yang Chen was distressed, but he didn't let Mei Ji reduce the intensity of training.

There is a saying in the army, sweating more in peacetime and shedding less blood in wartime, which may not apply to everyone, but it is not unreasonable.

This girl went back to the room to take a bath, Mei Ji's manor villa is more luxurious than the house she lived in before, her room contains a small living room, bedroom, cloakroom bathroom, most of the real mansions are like this, the children's space does not conflict with adults, and many embarrassing situations are avoided.

Taking a bath every night is the most relaxing time for Erya, lazily lying in the round jacuzzi, playing with the fragrant foam, which is very comfortable.

The little girl took a shower and changed into pajamas.

The little girl, who was used to listening to nursery rhymes before going to bed, found that the IPODtouch was forgotten in the basement, so she went downstairs to get it, and happened to see a figure quickly flashing into Yang Chen's room.

It seems to be a master.

Er Ya was surprised, the phantom was too fast to confirm, driven by curiosity, she tiptoed to the outside of Yang Chen's room, listened with her ears pricked up, and heard a slight gasp and moan.

Why are you doing with Brother Yang at such a late hour?

Erya scratched her head, and when she couldn't figure it out, she vaguely heard the spice girl master pleading and shouting: "I can't stand it, I want it, I want it." ”

Erya, who had never eaten pork and could imagine how a pig could run, suddenly turned red, understood what the master and Brother Yang Zi were doing, covered her little face in surprise, and fled more gently and slowly than when she came.

………………………

The outskirts of London.

An old church with a backdrop to the mountains.

From a distance, the church looks like a small castle, lonely, eerie, and the occasional crow chirping from the dense forest behind it adds to the eerie atmosphere, and the timid people must be daunted.

Dozens of off-road vehicles galloped on the plains, mostly hard-core models such as the military Humvee Jeep Wrangler, and even a few more rugged Knight XV armored bulletproof vehicles, with a six-meter-long body and a weight of six tons, which can be called the fiercest off-road vehicles in history, and the military version can carry ordinary mines.

In the wilderness, so many cars were scattered and galloping, and the dust was flying, and the scene was magnificent.

Dozens of off-road vehicles arrived in front of the church one after another, the doors slammed, and the men who got out of the car were all big-shouldered and round-waisted, strong and burly, bursting out with the same fierce atmosphere, getting out of the car and going around to the trunk to get guns.

It's all spears.

Automatic rifles, submachine guns, shotguns.

Each gun comes with three or four magazines, which are filled with yellow bullets.

A few muscular hunks with a size of nearly two meters actually took out a Gatling M134 multi-barrel machine gun, wrapped a long bullet chain around a thick arm, and then coaxed a cigarette in their mouths, making a violent mess, just like imitating Schwarzenegger in "Terminator 2".

The Gatling M134, with six 7.62mm barrels, can fire up to 6,000 rounds in a minute, which can blast the abandoned church behind it into a thousand holes.

This group of people is simply the rhythm of the war.

The three giant knight XV off-road vehicles stopped and jumped off a dozen men in khaki hunting suits, whose eyes were as cold as electricity, revealing the momentum of iron-blooded soldiers.

The last to get out of the car was Otlank, and the four personal bodyguards who were in the same car with him were also wearing khaki hunting suits, loaded with guns, and majestic.

"How many people are there?" Otorlank indifferently asked the people around him.

"Boss, there are a total of 200 of us, the most recent of which are retired soldiers who have been on the battlefield of Yia, like these people around you, most of them are special forces with rich combat experience before." Let's take a brief look at the strong man who protects Otollanc closely.

His name is Red Stanley.

The Otto Ranke family has a lot of lackeys.

A lackey who specializes in dirty work, and has helped Otorlank save the day many times.

Otorranke nodded slightly, pulled out a solid gold diamond humidor from the inside pocket of his suit, opened the lid, pinched a Cuban cigar, and took it in his mouth.

Stanley was busy lighting a cigar for the boss.

"Come in with me." Ottlanc smoked a cigar and walked to the abandoned church, where Stanley waved his hand and a large group of sturdy men in khaki hunting suits followed him into the church.

The remaining 1780 people divided the labor in an orderly manner, some lurked in the dense forest behind the church, and some climbed the roof, tower, and bell tower of the church, occupied the commanding heights, set up sniper rifles, and when they took this job, they were told that the side they were going to deal with was very mysterious and not simple.