Seeing Lang Zhan writhing in the crowd from time to time, Casellisetta stared at the minute or so with his sight and gave up. Bayi Chinese ≤≈=.≈8≠1≥Z≥≈.≤C≥OM "He did it on purpose," he said to the old dog on the side.

"You mean he noticed us?" The old dog asked, with a look of disbelief.

"It should be. No, definitely! Cassellita said in an accentuated tone.

The old dog slammed his fist on the window lattice in front of him and roared: "I'm really unwilling!" Such a great opportunity! Shadow Killer? I think I should call him a waste killer! Master, Wrighten failed to complete the mission, let me do him! As he spoke, the old dog's hands subconsciously clasped together.

Casellisetta watched Lang Zhan and a gold-white woman get into a car and walked away, his eyes flickered twice, and said, "This time I really don't blame Leyterne, we underestimated Gabriel's strength. Such a person may have to ask for the top ten! ”

"And your prestige?"

Casellisetta smiled and said, "Prestige? My prestige will only be given to my own people. Letern is still a little useful, so keep it. 3.5 million to buy the allegiance of a Rongdan micro killer, it should be us who earns it. ”

"Gabriel? Aren't we looking for him? ”

"Forget it, there's always a chance. Guys of this level, once they blend into the crowd, they are not fish in water, unless he is willing to expose himself, who can find them out? Who are the top 10 people, and their pictures are posted on the golden pages of the League of Assassins, but has anyone found them? ”

"Young master, what do you mean, this Gabriel is actually comparable to the top ten?"

"At least it won't be bad. I didn't know exactly what had just happened, but if I was able to dodge Lightn's shooting at a distance of twenty meters, I thought, I wouldn't be able to do it! Cassellissetta said, something twinkling in her eyes.

The encounter at the central airport in the romantic capital made Lang Zhan more vigilant, and the bad feeling in his heart became heavier. After leaving the airport and letting the taxi drive for a full two hours, he dropped off in a small town on the southern outskirts of the romantic capital and picked up a small hotel to stay in. Walking into the room, he stood quietly for a while and sensed the surrounding environment, and confirmed that there was no abnormality, Lang Zhan sat down on the bed~ and took out the handheld computer. Turn on the computer and log in to the angel homepage, but I was surprised that I couldn't open it now. After checking the settings of the computer, there is no problem with the network, Lang Zhan thought about it and logged in to the Assassins League. Successfully entering the inner page of the League of Assassins, he saw several messages about "Gabriel", and when he exited, he logged in to the Angel homepage again. Still unable to open it, his brows slowly locked. took out his mobile phone, there is no signal now, reboot it is still the same, open the settings, there is no problem now, he put away the computer and mobile phone, lay on his back on the bed~, and fell into deep thought.

From the fact that Kamelb's dark card mission is related to the Rita mafia, Lang Zhan knows that he is in big trouble. So he didn't have much thought about being assassinated at the central airport in the romantic capital. It's just that the angel homepage can't be opened, and even the mobile phone is scrapped. This made him have to think more.

I have a hunch that something big should happen to the headquarters, but I have no clue "what happened". "Let's go back first! Queanna – Is she okay? ”

Is Queana okay? The answer is no.

The day after the Morton party, Quina received a call from Baker. On the phone, Baker bluntly explained the current crisis of the Emerson Consortium, and offered that the Becker family was willing to sincerely help.

I didn't ask Baker why he had his own phone number, and although Quina joined late, she was also a person in the circle, so she knew very well the role of money in the United States. Baker could have investigated her, why hadn't she investigated the other party? There is no such thing as love without a cause, and neither is hate. It is impossible for Baker to unleash kindness on himself inexplicably. Just from the fact that he can tell a lot of military secrets like a few family treasures, the hidden energy of the Becker family can be imagined.

"The military is eyeing the 'AS~M' company?"

"The 'AS~M' satellite's instant communication speed and image recognition rate is the highest in the world, which may have been a secret before, but now, I imagine that anyone like me must have a way to do it," Baker replied.

Queana thought for a moment and asked, "What does your family want?" ”

Baker on the other end of the line smiled. Smart people always like to deal with smart people, because this can do a lot less foreshadowing. After laughing for about ten seconds, the laughter stopped abruptly, and Baker's serious voice came: "Queana, although this is common sense, I must say that you think of me too utilitarianly. This time it's not because of profit, but because of love. ”

The corners of Queana's mouth twitched, and a sneer appeared, but her voice remained the same as before: "Love? Baker, I don't know too much. ”

Baker's laughter rang out again, then abruptly stopped: "Queana, don't you feel it?" I'll admit, love at first sight or something is pretty cheesy. But now, I believe it's real. Because I met you! Scientists say it's a chemical reaction, and I used to think it was, but now I can feel the beauty of it — being my fiancée, the Baker family helping the Emerson Consortium with all their might. Of course, I don't say anything about it, my father will mention it to your father in person. Queana, as much as I hate to say, I have to tell you that things are much more serious than you think - there is more than one shark on the horizon. ”

can entangle love and interests together so openly, and can also put on a savior face, and even firmly believe that he is the savior, this is the face used by those who claim to be upper-class and successful. If Queanna did not enter this circle abruptly because she was implanted with memories, but because she was a child; If Queana hadn't already had Lang Zhan and had been infected by his blood—God knows what her reaction would have been.

From the world's point of view, Baker is the prince who lives in a castle, forever riding a tall horse and wearing a suit and leather shoes; What about Lang Zhan? The son of a blacksmith or a farmer may have an ironsmith or two plots of land, but he can't afford even a donkey. By the way, now there is a special name for people like him on the Internet - **silk!

A smile naturally appeared on Queana's face, and that was because she thought of Lang Zhan. Smiling, she said in a sweet voice, "Beck, you are so dirty! Do you think that women can't inherit the family business, and do you think that after a few years, the Emerson Consortium will eventually change its surname to Baker? Ha, you're such a complete bastard! To hell, maybe Emerson does need help right now, but it's not going to accept it! No matter how gorgeous it is! With that, Queanna hung up the phone and blacklisted Baker's number.

Walking to the balcony, Queana looked far away and muttered, "Zhan, where are you bastard now?" ”

Three days later, on a direct passenger plane from the romantic capital to New York, Lang Zhan, who was disguised as a white young man, was closing his eyes and recuperating, and suddenly felt that someone was watching him, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look over, and met the white hair's gaze.

White-haired, that is, Ruerson of the Ligermon Mercenary Company, apparently did not recognize him. The two looked at each other, and Bai Mao nodded lightly.

Lang Zhan quietly closed his eyes again, and the night in the black capital flashed in his mind, and a thought suddenly popped up: The Buano family didn't embarrass Queanna, right? Thinking about it like this, it suddenly dawned on him that his current enemies seemed to be more realistic.

"You know?" Sitting next to Bai Mao was the wolf king Henkel, and he asked Bai Mao.

"I think his temperament is a bit similar to Lang Zhan, that is, Gabriel, who is now spreading all the rage."

The wolf king's eyes lit up, he straightened up and turned his head to look at Lang Zhan carefully, sat back and shook his head and said, "An Asian and a white man—" Suddenly an electric flash flashed in his head, and he lowered his voice and said, "Could it be that he is pretending?" Have you been in the League of Assassins lately? The image of Gabriel published above has white people! ”

Bai Mao glanced at him, and there was a bright light in the depths of his eyes. Then, the two tacitly took out their mobile phones and began to communicate in writing.

Lao Jianghu's vigilance is different, for example, the wolf king and the white hair are not sure that someone can eavesdrop on their conversation, but after careful consideration, they still choose to communicate with each other. They did the right thing. Because just after they chose to communicate with each other, Lang Zhan's ears moved a few times but found nothing, and his eyes hidden behind his flat glasses opened slightly, revealing a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The West Side, still the all-metal framed room, has only been a few days, and Powell, who was originally a big ~meat~ ball, has regained his human form. On his body, the infusion tubes had been completely removed, replaced by a large number of wires connected to the sensors. The computer screen in front of Durant was slowly rotating the image of a human brain, and with each turn, a corresponding number popped up. Oakes stood behind Durank, looking at the numbers above, his brow furrowed.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Still can't you?" ”

Dulanke's face was not very good-looking, and he said while operating the computer: "I have used all kinds of stimulation methods, but all of them are useless." Suddenly, he hit the enter key heavily, turned his head to look at Durand and said, "General, there is only one last step left, and only one last step is left to be born." Nina, it looks like we'll have to ask Nina for help. Her memory implantation definitely works for Zero. ”

Oakes' brows furrowed even tighter, and he said, "Duranke, that old fellow Emerson will definitely not let go." The military now has a very bad relationship with him. ”

"I've heard a few, and I know that some of the big predators have banded together to eat the Emerson consortium," Durank's eyes sparkled, "Isn't this just what we can do~?" While I insist that Cole is on the wrong path, at least he has a lot of good test subjects for us. Huaguo wolf child, I am very interested in him! I always felt like he had other secrets hidden in him. Catch them all, I think, our level fighters will be able to achieve mass production capabilities even in three or five years! ”