Ethan. Hunter's secret service team is actually just an unofficial organization under the CIA, abbreviated as IMF, which is an unlucky organization that has not been officially recognized by the government, and in case of mission failure, it will be at its own risk.

This is a redundant practice of taking off your pants and farting, but it is very popular in the intelligence organizations of European and American countries.

"Jim, I've got the news that the virus from the other party has entered the country, and it may even have been shipped to Miami." A female agent put down the phone and immediately reported to the white-haired guy.

"Hmmm! What about the antidote? Jim asked with a frown, it was clear that the white-haired old guy was the head of the group.

"There is no news for the time being, but according to common sense, it should be transported into the country with the virus." The female agent replied.

"Excellent! Hannah, follow up on this piece of information, I want to know exactly where the virus and the antidote are. Jim commanded solemnly.

Agent Hannah said, "Understood! ”

Ethan. Hunter couldn't help but ask, "Jim, what kind of virus is this?" You seem nervous? ”

"Recombinant anti-immune double polypeptide liquid virus!" Claire, another female agent, said.

"What the hell?" Ethan. Hunter had a toothache and he couldn't understand a word.

"Ethan, you just need to know that it is a virus that can spread quickly through the respiratory tract after infecting the human body, and that this virus only takes four days from infection to illness and death, and there is almost no solution." Jack, another male agent on the team, stood up.

Ethan. Hunter's face turned pale.

"Isn't it! Then why is it only our group that is filmed? "Ethan. Hunter said worriedly.

Jim smiled confidently: "The other groups of the CIA are all active in Eastern Europe and the Middle East, only our group has no mission, you don't forget what the full name of our IMF is." ”

"Impossible Mission: Intelligence Agency!" All the agents of Jim's team shouted proudly.

Frank's small single yard suddenly welcomes an uninvited guest, a beautiful woman.

"Hi ——!"

"Hi ——!" Frank opened the door, his face a little embarrassed, he thought it was a food delivery, and when he opened the door, he was wearing only a pair of shorts.

"Won't you let me in?"

Frank said awkwardly, "Mrs. Billings, please come in!" ”

"Shh Mrs. Billings smiled and walked into the room, holding up a finger and saying, "Call my name, Audrey!" ”

"Yes, Audrey!" Frank said, spreading his hands.

Mrs. Billings was dressed coolly, and smiled happily at Frank's nose with her nose, "Yes, call me Audrey when no one is around!" ”

Frank frowned and said, "You... What are you doing? ”

Mrs. Billings smirked, "What do you say? ”

"You've been drinking?" Frank pushes Mrs. Billings away.

"Drink a little!" Mrs. Billings picked up again.

Frank pushed Mrs. Billings away again: "No! ”

"Why? Because of who I am? "Mrs. Billings is a little drunk.

"It's not! It's because of who I am! Frank said.

Mrs. Billings thought Frank had low self-esteem because of his status as a driver, sighed, and hugged Frank tightly.

Frank meant that he had a murder case, not suitable, although the cases of the Santa Cruz Building were all about murder, but that bastard put Frank into the car, and simply welded the car door, Frank couldn't get out of the car, so he could only follow why bother to go all the way to the dark, and he was not qualified to talk about feelings.

"Boss, Frank really has an affair with his employer's woman!" Gizel stepped over the car's boot box, almost lying on top of him, looking at Frank's window through the window, gossiping very excitedly.

"Smack——! Why bother slapping Gizelle's upturned buttocks.

"Don't hold me down, Frank isn't that kind of person!" Why hum.

"I don't believe it! Men don't have a good thing! Gizelle affirmed.

Why laugh, he didn't dare to say it to others, but a sullen man like Frank likes to be passive, and there will definitely be no drama tonight.

Why bother: "Do you want to make a bet!" ”

Gizelle: "Bet on what?" ”

"Bet Frank will send this coquettish Mrs. Billings out, and if you win, I'll give you a brand new Ferrari." Why laugh.

"And what if you win?" Gizel asked.

Why bother smirking and taking out a packet of explosive candy from the armrest box, looking greedily at Gizelle's sexy red lips with a look you know.

"I'll just say you men don't have a good thing! Deal, you're doomed! Hum! Gizel gave him a glaring look.

Two minutes later, Frank literally sent Mrs. Billings out of the door.

Gizel lost.

"Boss, Frank can't be gay!" Gizel looked at his man with some concern.

"It's easy to verify this!" Why bother opening the door suddenly, hunching down to Mrs. Billings' Mercedes cat, and returning in a minute.

"What did you do?" Gizel asked curiously.

"Wait a minute, let's watch the show!" Why bother laughing.

"Thank you Frank, maybe I'm really impulsive tonight." Mrs. Billings said after taking a long breath.

Frank stopped talking, and finally just opened the door for Mrs. Billings.

Mrs. Billings tilted her head and kissed Frank on the cheek to get into the car, when she suddenly noticed that the left front tire of her car was leaking, and her face gradually became firm, and she kissed Frank again.

Frank and Mrs. Billings kissed passionately, and they stumbled back to the room, closing the door with a bang.

Gizel had to look at him like a monster.

"Boss, you... What did you do? ”

Why bother not answering Gizelle's question, he shook the explosive candy in his hand.

"I don't want it!" Gizelle looked at Frank's courtyard gossipingly: "Boss, how long did you say Frank?" ”

"Twenty seconds, I guess!" Why bother speculating maliciously and starting the car.

For why bother, Frank has a bond, which is easier to control.

Why bother on the way home, I received a system task notification.

Trigger Mission: Snatch the 'Recombinant Anti-Immune Double Polypeptide Liquid Virus!' 'and 'counterpart antidote'.

Gizel heard the system task reminder of He Bi's mobile phone, and was about to raise his head, but was pressed down by He Bi.

Gizelle: "Hmm——! ”

Why bother holding the steering wheel in one hand and quickly checking the information about the system's tasks with the other.

'Recombinant anti-immune double polypeptide liquid virus! The name was so bluffing that it almost scared Him.

"Anti-drug conference, Beasley. Jeff, Frank, 67 Oak Street. "Why bother with this guy quickly figuring out really useful information from a range of keywords.

Came to the conclusion that there would be a surprise if Frank followed this mission.