Since the last surveillance mission, Elsa has become a top priority for the Osidens family, as required by the Oslandon Enterprise.

This is not the first time that Oslandon has made a completely clueless request.

"If you have any needs, just contact me directly, and I will do my best to accommodate your needs."

Inside the office, Mihadi and Elsa's conversation is recalled in her own mind.

In the corridor of the nearest office building of the Intelligence Bureau, there were several more young figures, most of whom were stained with blood. They were busy moving in and out of Mihadi's office, and even though they sometimes had a new coat, Elsa could still smell the blood on them.

"It looks like Mihadi really took advantage of those people." Elsa thought as she lay on the bed in her apartment.

The apartment building of the Intelligence Bureau is very close to the headquarters office building, just two roads away.

"Maybe I should go out on the streets, I can't be idle here."

Elsa sat up from the bed, changed into a suit and walked out of the apartment building-

She hardly buys clothes, except for combat uniforms for assault in her wardrobe, which are suits made of bulletproof fibers, which are all clothes provided by the headquarters for senior agents.

As expected, Saturdays on Financial Street in Rantimo's Old Town are bustling with activity, and Elsa is bored walking down the pedestrian street of Rantimo's Central Boulevard, which is lined with clothing stores or just selling luxury goods.

The pedestrian street is very crowded, but it is rare to see people entering the store to buy items.

"There are not many people who seem to want to get out and walk out when they are bored, as I am." Elsa secretly rejoiced in her heart.

At this time, a large screen in the middle of the fork in the central street shows an advertisement for a villa in the new town of Rantimo, a house with a sea view, the golden sand and the wide space in the advertisement attract Elsa, and the end of the advertisement also shows its price - 4,000,000 rubles with a full set of furniture.

Elsa smiled, at this price, she would have to work for at least another twenty years before she could afford it.

"But it's not impossible." She thought to herself

Suddenly, she noticed that not far from her, a girl in a black shawl raincoat was standing swaying, faintly revealing the dark red shirt worn in the raincoat.

Elsa recognized the girl as the eldest lady of the Osidens family, and this sudden discovery made her heart beat faster.

Elsa pretended to be a passerby and followed the flow of people to approach the girl as she pulled a pistol out of her suit pocket.

The Osidens mafia, among the agents of various intelligence agencies, is said to have close ties with the original world, and the mafia has monopolized Rantimo a few years ago, and holds certain shares in large-scale drug dealings, arms dealings, car dealerships, nightclubs, etc.

Later, in order to win the support of the people, the Ronalx Party relied on its equity in Oslandon to resell shares to allow Oslandon to buy off the surrounding people and informants in the underground world, successfully smashed its many transactions and caused heavy losses, so that the mafia's activities were reluctantly locked in the old city.

Elsa walked up to her and squatted down, pretending to be gentle and asked, "Little sister, are you lost?" ”

If you suddenly catch a girl in public, you will inevitably have negotiations with that group of self-media, so it is better to lead her back to the LI headquarters first.

The girl covered her head with one hand and turned around slowly, her bloodless face made her cold blue eyes stand out, and there was a deep black shadow on the lower eyelids of her eyes, and the buttons of the white coat immediately spread out, leaking out the women's burgundy shirt she was wearing inside, and there was a deep blood hole at the waist of the shirt, and the red blood slowly flowed out of it, mixed with the dull burgundy red of the shirt.

"Hunted down?!" Elsa was shocked.

The girl squinted at Elsa, supported her head with her hands and said something slightly, her body swayed and stood slowly, and finally her body was unstable and fell directly into Elsa's arms.

At this moment, not far from them, several young men in gray jackets with guns in their hands walked out of the alley on the right.

"Looks like a southern European, is it a rival gang that came to chase her?" Thinking so, Elsa did not hesitate to pick up the girl and run into the crowd against the current, followed by the members of the southern European gang.

"Damn, you can't let her die!" Elsa gritted her teeth and supported the girl with her left arm, clenched the pistol in her left hand, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket with her right hand and dialed Mihadi's number.

"This is Mihadi, the head of the intelligence department, what's the matter?"

Elsa quickly shuttled through the flow of people and hurriedly said: "I'm on Lantimo Financial Street, I'm about to go to the 107 main road, I urgently need a civilian car, and I'll report to you later." ”

There was a loud noise on the other side of the phone, and soon, Mihadi replied again: "A black Kleist, license plate number L7-3682, parked on the left side of Trunk Road 107. ”

"Thank you!" Elsa hung up the phone and put it back in her pocket, and there was 107 main road in front of her, and she stood at the corner of the sidewalk and kept looking around.

"L7-3682...", Elsa kept silently in her mind.

suddenly

Diagonally across from her, she spotted a car that had just been parked.

Black, Kleist, 3682...

Elsa took a quick look behind her, the southern European gang was only about 10 meters away from her, and the pedestrians around her stopped to look around strangely.

Elsa ran diagonally across the road, a gunshot rang out behind her, pedestrians screamed and ran away, Elsa opened the car door with the girl in her arms, got into the car, and the bullet hit the glass of the car, opening white cracks.

Elsa pushes the gears into marching gear with her right hand, and bullets from the southern European gang rain down on the front windshield, white cracks that make the glass nearly lose its transparency.

She stepped on the gas pedal with her left foot, slammed the steering wheel to the right with her right hand, kicked the front windshield out of the frame with her right foot, and fired several shots at the nearest member of the southern European gang.

The sedan turned right onto the main road, and Elsa threw her pistol to the side of the car and drove away from Financial Street with the girl, driving into a highway leading to the southwest city.

The cold air poured into the car, pulling the girl out of her coma, and the girl held her hand in front of her eyes, looking around through the gap between her fingers.

"Awake?" Elsa's language is extremely unusual, and the violent heartbeat in her chest makes Elsa seem in a hurry to do everything.

"It's a shame for Mihadi." Elsa reproached herself in her heart.

The girl noticed that she was now in Elsa's car, and quickly took out a black GSh-18 pistol from her white robe, and pointed the muzzle at Elsa.

"Hey! Calm down, I'm not like the gangs that hunt you down! Or maybe I just saved you. ”

The noise caused by the wind pouring into the car forced Elsa to speak loudly so that the girl could hear clearly

"Pull over!" The girl shouted loudly, and even though she was wounded, she could still give orders quietly.

The girl's voice was not as soft as Elsa had imagined, but rather hard, probably because of her Russian-accented English.

Elsa turned on the double flash and slowed the car to the side of the road.

"Take the gun, those Italians won't be so easy to shake off, since you saved me once, then now you and we are in the same boat." After the girl said coldly, she opened the car door and quickly flashed to the back to use it as cover.

"I can't imagine that I have a time when I will fight side by side with the mafia." Elsa complained mentally and took out her pistol, climbed to the right and got out of the car.

Sure enough, a red Fiat was coming towards them at an unusual speed, making it easy for them to recognize it as a Southern European gang car in the traffic.

The girl fired several shots in succession and directly burst the left tire of the car, and the Fiat car was unstable in direction and hit the left guardrail of the expressway.

Elsa picked up her pistol and pierced the rear window with a bullet, and then made up another shot to penetrate the southern European gang members who were about to get out of the car, blood splashed on the glass, and the car door was pressed open by a gang member whose head was penetrated, and the corpse's left hand was still holding the door handle, and the convulsive upper body slid to the ground.

It's over.

At this time, the girl walked to the middle of the road in a vicious manner, stopped a passing car and shouted:

"Get out of the car!"

After saying that, he fired a shot into the air, and the man in the car opened the car door, held his head in both hands, and ran out with a rolling belt.

The girl walked over and kicked him to the side, waved her hand, and beckoned Elsa to come over.

"It's really convenient." Elsa thought to herself.

"This mess is waiting for the police to clean it up, you can drive to the southwest docks." After the girl finished speaking in a commanding tone, she opened the back door and sat in, seriously taking off the lady's shirt, revealing the wound on her waist.

Zosha'er skillfully and easily tore her shirt into several strips and simply bandaged the wound on her stomach, judging from the other scars left on her waist, she should know something about dealing with wounds.

Elsa trotted to the driver's seat, and the man who had been kicked to the ground kept flinching back, her dilated brown pupils revealing infinite fear.

Elsa got in the car, stepped on the gas pedal and drove to the southwest pier.

"I see that your marksmanship is quite accurate, you should have practiced, what did you do before?" The girl asked in the back row.

"Well, I spent some time in the government army before and came out doing some mercenary work." Elsa immediately replied with a lie.

"Employment? What have been done. ”

"It's all underworld deals."

The girl listened, reached out and rummaged through her inner pocket, took out a folding book and pen and wrote something and handed it to Elsa.

"This is our email address, send your resume over, we can refer to arrange something for you to do, count me as owing you."

"Resume? It's pretty formal. Elsa couldn't help teasing in her heart, took the note with one hand, and put it in her suit pocket,

"What's your name, little sister?" Elsa asked deliberately,

"What about you?"

"Come on, don't play tricks, I'll ask first."

"Zoshar Osidens."

"Elsa Celere."

Zosha'er was suddenly stunned, squinting at her suspiciously.

"I'm not that famous." Elsa's heart seemed to freeze instantly, so she wanted to say something to ease it.

"Ahh This..."

"Born in the world?" Zoshar asked interruptedly.

"I'm stupid." Elsa cursed inwardly

"Of course." She replied again, shocked by Zosha's question.

Since the outbreak of World War III in 2060, as far as she knows, in just three months, almost all the civilians of the original world have moved into various sub-worlds to start a new life.

But Zosha'er should be 25 years old or even younger, and there should be no distinction between the original world and the sub-world.

The massive use of nuclear weapons in the Third World War led to the introduction of nuclear radiation from the original world when the population was crowded into the world, a fatal drawback that greatly shortened the lifespan and physical fitness of the first people who moved in, such as Elsa's parents, who only lived to be about 40 years old before dying, that is, when Elsa was 18 years old.

The early death of the older generation hastened the forgetting of the original world by people in the world, and now according to the irregular statistics of the Intelligence Bureau, at least 87.4% of young people no longer recognize the original world.

"More than half of it is thanks to the Ronalquez party." Elsa thought to herself. She is viscerally disgusted with young people who are addicted to the Internet.

"You're the youngest in the army, and I guess you were supposed to be a technician." Zoshar looked at Elsa and asked, leaning back in her chair relaxedly, not caring for the blood gushing out of the wound.

Elsa thought back to Zosha's question, and asked with a forced smile, "How do you judge?" ”

"The figure, of course." Zoshar patted her flat chest and replied proudly.

"Zoshaer, you are ...... in the mafia" Elsa deliberately probed.

"Lead wolf, if you work in the underworld, you should have heard that the mafia leader is a girl." Zoshar replied without hesitation, seemingly trusting Elsa.

Elsa glanced through the car's rearview mirror as she fiddled with her GSh-18 pistol, her left hand pulling out a loose empty tip from the inner pocket of her coat and pressing it into the pistol magazine

When the car arrived at the abandoned dock in the southwest, three black Maybachs stopped at the entrance of the dock, surrounded by six or seven bodyguards of the Osidens family wearing black suits and red ties and armed with submachine guns, all of whom looked Russian.

"Don't worry about the remuneration of employment, we will directly remit your card to the Federal Reserve Bank of China according to your resume." Zoshar said with a light smile at Elsa.

Zoshar opened the car door and got out of the car, stumbling a few steps, and several bodyguards quickly ran forward and carried her into the black Maybach.

It wasn't until the Maybach disappeared from Elsa's field of vision that she breathed a sigh of relief when she sat in the car.

"The girl's origins are not just what they know so far, the worst plan is that she has a connection with the regular army, no, no, no, at least with a warlord."

Thinking of this, Elsa leveled the car seat, lay down on the seat, and took her mobile phone to call back Mihadi.