He took a deep breath of his cigarette, turned his cold face to Lu Ling, who was tiptoeing outside to dry his clothes, and nodded after a long time: "I took the task, but this is the last time, I don't allow you to use her as bait again." ”

Lu Ling, who didn't know that he had become a part of the plan, was still immersed in the excitement of the first mission, and he was not tired of training, and the old rascal was also pleasing to the eye, if he didn't want to recharge his energy, he wouldn't even want to close his eyes at night.

The day of departure came quickly, and early that morning, Lu Ling wrapped himself in a dark green combat uniform, carrying a backpack on his shoulder, and hiding the 94F on his waist.

Hearing the sound of a helicopter, she pushed open the door and rushed out, "Brother-"

The sound of the propeller booming sounded in my ears, and the fine grass clippings were swept in the air by the wind.

Byron stood in front of the helicopter, a black pullover shirt, a pair of jeans, and tiny black hair flying wildly.

Is this really going out on a mission?

Lu Ling walked over and passed Byron, and suddenly, Byron grabbed her shoulders and threw her long-prepared backpack on the ground, and pulled the zipper of her combat uniform with his fingers.

Subconsciously, a grappling hand clasped his hand and tried to break free, but Byron made a backhand and pressed her directly to the ground.

Lu Ling's slender back collapsed due to force, and her waist and hips were struggling like a stranded fish on the beach.

Byron's eyes were deep, and he stepped on her ass: "Wearing this dress is to tell everyone, I am Fuyao, everyone come and kill me?" ”

"Then why didn't you say it beforehand?!" Lu Ling asked indignantly.

"Because I want to see stupid, weak, and self-defeating weak chickens."

"Put it on, don't let me teach you a second time." A bag smashed on the ground, and Byron turned and got into the helicopter first.

Deer Ling rose from the ground, grass clippings between the fingernails of her hands, and she stared at Byron's back, her eyes fixed on his neck.

With just a dagger, blood will bloom there, and the man will never speak again.

She swore that one day she would let this man beg for herself, and there would come a day!

Picking up the bag on the ground and walking into the helicopter, she sat behind Byron and pulled the bag open, only to see the inside......

A white short gauze skirt, a black short-sleeved top, and a mass of unknown objects, she couldn't understand the function of one piece.

Lu Ling looked at Byron, who was plugged into the headphones on the seat in front of him, gritted his teeth and took off the clothes on his body, and put these things on his body with a cold face.

It's just that in the past five years, she has learned to use a gun, how to attack the enemy with her body, and how to kill others with the least amount of force.

But only she has never learned how to dress up as a girl, and even in her opinion, she is no different from a man.

So, when Byron listened to the half-hour "dumb and dumb" in the headphones, he glanced at her, and almost laughed to the point of insaneness.

"Weak chicken, are you going to use this body to laugh those enemies to death? It's a good and innovative approach. ”

The short-sleeved top was worn backwards and backs, and the gauze skirt hung on the waist without falling off, and the pink unidentified object was tied to the neck by Lu Ling.

Seeing him laughing so much that tears were about to come out, Lu Ling, who didn't know what was wrong with him, was annoyed and ashamed.

Suddenly, Byron grabbed her armpits with both hands and lifted her up from the back seat, Lu Ling's eyes widened, and his two arms subconsciously hooked his neck, looking at him a little stunned.