Elsa followed Bruce out of the main entrance of the hospital.

Under the black sky, a black Maybach is parked in front of the hospital gate.

Bruce patted her shoulder and lowered his voice and said, "I'll go back to take care of the eldest lady, you take care." ”

With that, Bruce quickly turned away and disappeared around the corner of the hall.

Elsa walked to the side of the car with trepidation, opened the door of the front passenger seat, and saw Rydal sitting in the driver's seat wearing the same clothes as the meeting at that time, and the atmosphere in the car was very solemn.

"You're looking for me?" Elsa plucked up the courage to ask, retracted into the car with her hind feet, and deliberately covered the passenger door half-closed.

"Of course, it will take some time before Zosha'er is discharged from the hospital, so you can't be idle." Rydal said.

"Why should I do things for you?" Elsa asked, her right hand quietly wiping out the self-defense dagger.

Rydal sneered, fine-tuned the chair back, and said lazily as he lay on the seat:

"I know everything about you, Lantimo Intelligence Agency agent Elsa, and I hope that the dagger in your right hand is intended to be eaten by cutting apples, not stabbing people."

"Damn it!"

Elsa's heart was shocked, and her brain was disrupted by Rydale's words, and with a subconscious tremor in her body, the dagger fell directly into the gap between the seat and the door.

She subconsciously wanted to push the door open and take out the knife, only to find that Rydal had pulled the door with a lead that had been tied in advance.

"Don't be afraid, I know a lot, even the pink cake you ate for your birthday the other day."

This made Elsa's heart tremble, and the blood rushed to her head.

"Calm down! If he wanted to kill himself, he would have done it a long time ago, okay, no problem. ”

Elsa muttered in her mind

"What do you want?" Elsa used reason to forcibly calm her heart, and asked again, deliberately leaning her body against the back of the chair, so as not to show that she was in a mess.

Sometimes, obedience may be wiser than rebellion.

"I've always ignored mafia matters, so I don't care much about who you are." Rydal said, looking like he didn't want Elsa to put too much psychological pressure on him.

Ridal pressed his watch and projected a three-dimensional miniature map of the Old Town Quarter building in Oslandon, where she had last taken the blueprint.

"Here, there is a research institute that is in charge of the illegal transformation of the human body, and you should be very interested in this kind of task." Rydal teased, fingers expertly twitching the map.

Elsa was still watching his every move warily.

"What's in it for me?" Elsa asked.

"The advantage of being an undercover agent is that you can know more comprehensively, and the advantage of being hired is that you can make a lot of money." Rydal replied simply.

"You know the Intelligence Bureau's investor is Oslandon."

"It won't be anytime soon." Rydal replied.

Elsa bit her lower lip.

"Rydale's move is tentative, since he knows so much about himself, he is naturally very close to the people around him, and he has a deal with the Rantimo government, and the worst plan is to have something to do with the warlords who control Rantimo."

Rydal used the projection board to send Elsa a string of phone numbers and said, "The captain of the operation is called Chester, and he will contact you when the time comes, hoping that you are a smart person." ”

After a while, Elsa returned to the hospital room, but Bruce could not be found, and Zoshar on the bed was having a video communication with Xiao Mo yesterday.

"See again now? Your stupid dreams. Zoshaer said sarcastically.

Elsa closed the door softly and stood aside.

"It looks like Xiao Mo lost the game." She thought to herself.

"At least I fought for it." Xiao Mo on the other side of the communication replied firmly.

"Come on, when are you going to be?" Zosha'er asked nonsensically.

"What is it for?"

"Oh friend, you're gone, aren't you discussing with Luo Ke how to play that girl?" Zoshar asked with a smile.

Elsa looked around the ward, found a place to sit down, took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Mihadi, and looked at Xiao Mo on the screen from time to time.

"This ......"

Xiao Mo was silent, he looked behind him, stood up and locked the door of his university dormitory.

"I can't do it, and it's not necessary." Xiao Mo said with a gloomy face.

"You opened a way for her, so it's as if she paid it back to you, and you made an appointment a long time ago, and now you're just spitting bitterness on me." Zoshar instigated.

Xiao Mo was silent.

"What number, which KTV, I'll go there then."

Elsa was startled and looked up at Zoshar again, who was calm.

"If I had reported to the Intelligence Agency, wouldn't my life have been ......?"

Zosha'er looked at Elsa, and then realized something, so she shifted her gaze back to Xiao Mo in the communication.

"Nuoxin's grandfather was a spy in World War III, and the fact that he was caught by the Soviet army doomed her family and government agencies to be unconnected, who cares about those who have it or not."

Xiao Mo in the communication sighed and said slowly: "Tomorrow, Woodrafe on New Street, Luo Ke and I have reserved 308 rooms in advance. ”

"But, Sha'er, I still ......"

"Look, it's so much easier." After Zuo Sha'er finished speaking in annoyance, she ignored Xiao Mo's speech and directly disconnected the communication connection.

"You're two-on-two? Or ......" Elsa asked with scruples.

"Three-on-one, we can four-on-one if you want to participate too. Nuo Xin's father still owes the mafia 3.6 million rubles, and he went to collect a debt by the way, seeing that his daughter is a little miserable, let's prepare to turn the page as long as he pays back 1 million rubles. Zosha'er said indifferently, without a trace of mental fluctuation on her face.

"Oh, no, Rydal has given me some tasks, tomorrow." Elsa said shirkably.

Six hours later,

Ridal drove back to the central church alone.

At this time, a noisy group of martial arts practitioners gathered in the square in front of the central church, and several people from the Miracle Society were maintaining order.

Rydal got out of the car without panic, and when the group saw Rydal coming, they quickly broke through the maintenance circle of the members of the Miracle Society and surrounded Rydal and the Maybach.

"Is there anything you want me to do?" Rydal asked calmly.

One of the leading young men, with short black hair and black eyes, wearing a white martial arts uniform, walked out and showed Rydal a government visa.

"The Rantimo government has agreed to let the church that is struggling in the central church move out and let us run a martial arts hall with both civil and military skills, and I hope you will abide by the regulations. I think from the perspective of the general public, you believe in the illusion of the West like this, and you are not as good as those with cultural background like us. The young man said stiffly,

Rydal looked at the visa and laughed helplessly.

"Then you can take your things and go." The man said as if he thought Rydal would compromise.

Rydal glanced at him, but the guy didn't notice because of his helmet.

He gestured, and several members of the Miracle Society quickly ran over.

"Well, I won't talk about it." Rydal retorted flatly, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Okay, then you will abide by the rules of our martial arts hall, the leader is one-on-one, and whoever wins stays." After the young man finished speaking arrogantly, he tore up the visa in his hand and threw it on the ground.

Rydal ignored him, after all, it was so nonsense, he just walked towards the middle of the square, and the crowd of onlookers gathered around him.

"President, there's no need to worry about him." A member of the Miracle Society named Chester leaned over to Rydal and said.

Rydal smiled and said, "Play with him." ”

In the square of the central church, Rydal and the boy stood on opposite sides, ten meters apart, and the members of their respective factions stood behind them.

"I said, what are you fighting with just a few of you, I have more than ten times more people than you." The young man shouted, domineeringly took off his martial arts uniform and threw it back, putting on a posture.

Rydal ignored him.

"The joust begins!" A referee sent by the Martial Arts Pavilion shouted.

The young man rushed towards Rydal, quickly stopped three meters away from him, and began to wander cautiously around him.

Rydal stood unprepared, his gaze moving as the man's position shifted under the helmet's protection.

Suddenly, the man roared, and one burst into Rydal's left side, then shook his fist and slammed into the fist around his waist, trying to catch Rydal off guard.

Suddenly, Rydal's left hand slammed into the deadly fist, and the whole picture seemed to freeze in that instant.

The people in the martial arts hall behind the young man were stunned for a moment.

Chester, who was standing behind Rydal, stretched out and joked boringly:

"Bells and whistles."

With a quick backhand, Rydal took a step back, and an over-the-shoulder throw slammed the man onto the stone brick floor, stomping the man on the chest. With the muffled sound of cracking ribs, the man who fell to the ground spat out a large mouthful of blood and struggled on the ground in pain, and Rydal then put his leg on the man's grabbed arm, and pressed down, breaking the man's arm directly in reverse.

Rydal straightened up and kicked him in the back so hard that the man slid off the ground for a full four meters, his upper body scraped with blood due to the lack of protection, and his broken arm flew out.

"It's time for it! You're breaking the rules! The referee of the martial arts hall shouted, hurriedly stood in the middle of the field and took out a machete from behind him, and shouted while rushing up to slash at Ruidale: "You are amazing, then try this!" ”

When many members of the martial arts hall saw him take out their weapons, they also took out knives and fists, and rushed towards Ruidale.

Suddenly, a crisp gunshot rang from behind Rydal, and a bullet pierced directly through the referee's head, and the metal machete flew out of the referee's hand and fell to the ground with a white light, making a crisp crashing sound.

The people in the martial arts hall were stunned for a moment, and Chester picked up his AK12 assault rifle and walked over to Rydale, pointing his gun at the men.

"Now I'll give you the go!" Chester yelled at the men.

Some of the people who reacted quickly took off their martial arts coats and fled, only to be shot through the head by Chester's bullets.

"I'm going to fucking let you go, who the fuck let you run!" Chester roared.

At the same time, Elsa was sitting in her chair in her private office at the Intelligence Bureau, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, quietly watching the cars and ...... outside the window A group of people rolling on the ground en masse?

"It's all like this in performance art now."

Elsa sighed to herself.

She only told Mihadi about Rydal's plan, and stated her full opinion, believing that it should be hidden from the Rantimo government so that the Rydal Guild would not be aware of it.

Mihadi agrees.

She still wondered what last night's events were related to Redale's plan.

Badly wounded Zoshar, it was obvious that it was a deliberate attack on her shoulder, and her legs and abdomen were not traumatized in any way, not even bruises. If you don't want Zoshar to participate in the plan, you can stop her to a certain extent by breaking her leg, but what does this have to do with human experiments?

This is what Elsa can't figure out the most.

She still hasn't figured out the relationship between Rydal and Zorsal, and even Bruce is very vague about it, he has only heard that it is a brother and sister relationship.

Elsa gasped and exhaled slowly.

"It's tricky, no one touches it casually......"

She took a slow sip of warm coffee and turned her chair toward the wall covered in pennants.

Unknown, giving Elsa a great sense of oppression.

Elsa turned on her phone and looked at the phone number, and soon, the phone number would call her, and on the other end of the line was a senior guild member named Chester, and it was going to be a new chapter......

Suddenly, a text message popped up on her phone, which was from Chester:

"10:00Am to the villa island, Rydal arranged a mission, remember to take a gun."

Elsa quickly finished the rest of her coffee, and the hot stream flowed from her throat into her stomach, making her feel a lot warmer.

She pulled out a UMP45 submachine gun from a drawer, five spare magazines, replaced it with a bulletproof vest, and walked out of the building.