8 p.m.

Bill Yuxi and Night Star Haruka were driven to Bill's base by the driver.

It was a suburb more than 60 kilometers from the city, and Bill had bought a hill at a great price, and at the foot of the hill was a dilapidated warehouse, and three middle-aged men were sitting at the door playing poker with cigarettes in their mouths, wearing gray jackets and trousers, their sleeves and trouser legs were long and long, revealing tattooed forearms and calves, and their hair was messy and wind-blown with sand.

Anyone who passes by will feel that he is an employee who has been guarding the gate all year round, and he is still the kind of fierce and vicious.

The extended luxury car stopped steadily in front of the warehouse, the driver got down to drive, Bill walked out first, and then, very considerately, bent down and helped Yu Xi out with his own hands, and his mouth was still concerned: "Are you tired?" Would you like to take a break? Would you like to eat some fruit or something? I told them to get it. ”

Milk and fruit snacks are all available in the luxury car, and Bill even sent someone to prepare the bird's nest porridge, and the one who served it was cautious, just like Lafayette's southern tour.

As soon as the three middle-aged people playing poker saw Bill, they immediately dropped the cards in their hands, changed from a decadent and greasy uncle to a well-trained mercenary, trotted straight over, bowed their heads slightly, and said respectfully: "Mr. Bill." ”

Bill nodded and said, "How's it going?" ”

The mercenary uncle said, "Everything is normal, please rest assured." As he spoke, he made a gesture of please.

The warehouse is very large, and it is full of old goods, which at first glance look like old goods from a certain store, and they are reluctant to throw away and cannot be put on the table, so they are piled up here for the time being.

In the middle of the warehouse, there is a square table, which should be for the three middle-aged mercenaries to eat, and in the corner, there are three folding beds for rest.

It's a tough environment.

Night Star Yao thought to himself, what kind of operation is this? Could it be that he still threw Gu Yichen in these old boxes?

I saw a mercenary walk to the dining table, touched the bottom of the table with his index finger, and after a few seconds, the table automatically cracked and split into two pieces, and then, a transparent elevator slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Awesome! It's comparable to the umbrella underground research base in Resident Evil!

Nightstar Yao ran over, bent down to look at the split table, reached out and touched it again, and said to himself, "No buttons......"

The mercenary ignored her and stood straight to the side.

Bill explained for the first time: "Fingerprints." ”

"Oh......" Night Star suddenly realized.

The mercenary led the three of them into the elevator, and then used the pupil scan to start the elevator, and went directly down to the C floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, I saw that the space of more than 100 square meters in front of me was densely packed with far-infrared rays.

Night Star Haruka took out a fountain pen from his bag and threw it in, and sure enough, as soon as the pen touched the ray, it was instantly cut in two.

Night Star Yao trembled, as if YY had taken a step out of himself, he could directly crush the corpse and make a human-meat-barbecued pork bun.

"Nozomi, was Bill so perverted before?" Night Star Yao couldn't help but muttered in Yu Xi's ear.

Bill glanced at Night Star Haruka and said, "In your eyes, this is a pervert?" Compared to Gu Yichen's hidden weapons, this is just a drop in the barrel, I can see the infrared, and his base is transparent. ”