Getting rid of this strange pair of siblings, Su Mo walked lazily on the street.

A minute earlier, he had reached out to his "professional butler".

His housekeeper team is from the "Global Butler Association", which specializes in providing services in all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation for local tyrants like Su Mo who are stupid and have a lot of money, and the fees are extremely expensive, but the service is also very intimate.

With the exception of the North and South Poles, the Amazon River, the Sahara, and other forbidden areas for humans, their people can be contacted almost anywhere else in the world.

After putting on his clothes, Su Mo could contact these people with confidence and boldness.

He couldn't want to be seen as someone with a particular quirk.

"Demons, the next time you are summoned, you must obtain the ability to wear them casually, otherwise it will be too bad." Walking to the stone bench on the pedestrian street and sitting down, Su Mo said secretly in his heart.

This time he was lucky enough to fall straight into the pretty girl's bathtub. In case you drop directly onto the street after lifting the soul of all beings at once, it will be troublesome.

Although Su Mo's identity is not known to ordinary people, a small number of people in the world must still know it. The dignified Night King ran naked on the street, wouldn't it have instantly wiped out the forced qualities that Su Mo had accumulated over countless years?

When the time comes, will it be possible to destroy the whole world and tell others that Lao Tzu is the boss?

Half an hour later, two beauties in black OL costumes appeared in front of Su Mo: "Is it Mr. Su?" ”

As a diamond customer, Su Mo's information naturally has a backup in the group called the "Butler Association", which is actually a multinational corporation - well, except for the face and name are real, everything else is fake.

"It's me, let's go." Su Mo stood up and yawned.

The soul of all beings is not without side effects, and the feeling of exhaustion after using it is still unavoidable.

Sitting in the back seat of a black car, Su Mo closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate.

One of the two people in the driver's seat and the other passenger looked at each other, let out a soft breath, and then one of them pressed a button.

A panel rises between the driver's seat and the rear seat, dividing the interior into two spaces. Many luxury cars do have such devices in them, allowing the guests in the back seat to do something else without being seen by the driver.

Sleeping like Su Mo and raising the partition can indeed allow him to have a comfortable and quiet environment without being affected in any way - and even so that the white smoke that comes out of a certain gap does not affect the front seat of the car.

The thick white smoke filled half of the carriage in a short period of time, making it look like a "fairyland on earth", but Su Mo inside was still asleep as if he didn't notice it—or even more deeply.

The car drove slowly with the traffic, and the black windows hid everything that was going on inside.

A few hours later.

The car drove to what looked like a local garrison on the outskirts of the city.

Seeing the car approaching, the gate opened directly to let the car in.

Stopped outside a building inside, a dark-skinned, scumbag-like, tiger-backed man walked out with a few people, walked directly outside the cab, knocked on the car door, and said, "Did anyone bring it, is there a problem?" ”

"I don't know, if your gas isn't deadly, they're just asleep." The window slowly lowered, revealing Su Mo's smiling face.

"You!"

The man was startled, but he didn't expect that the person sitting in the cab was the target this time, and he directly reached for the gun on his waist.

The reaction of the person behind him was also extremely fast, and he directly raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at Su Mo.

"Don't get excited, people are behind, not dead." Su Mo put his hands on the steering wheel, and his fingers flicked, "My hands are on it, it's very cooperative." ”

The sturdy man raised a hand and shook his head slightly. Someone understood, walked to the back seat, opened the car door, looked at the groggy sleeping person inside, and nodded.

"I said, Can't you just speak? I can see it all. Su Mo complained, "Isn't this gesture to keep others from knowing what you want to do?" ”

A black line appeared on the man's face, the corners of his mouth twitched several times, and finally showed an ugly smile: "Hello, Mr. Su." I'm a secret service ......."

"Dragons, I know." Su Mo said.

It is true that this world has entered the so-called "era of the end of the law", but those special people still exist in the past. A strong country, so likely that there are no special institutions dedicated to dealing with things caused by special populations?

Of course, that special agency in Huaxia is not called the "Dragon Group" as Su Mo said, the second middle school is full of atmosphere, and its name is called the Secret Service. The name is quite ordinary, and it has a sense of being hidden in the city.

"It's the Secret Service." The black-faced man's face seemed to be a little darker, and he said with some dissatisfaction.

"Good, good. Say, find me something. That butler association is really unreliable, giving him so much money every year, he just sold me! I'm going to find a consumer association to sue them! In other words, is it useful for this kind of multinational organization to find a consumer association, or do you want your leaders to wear small shoes directly to Huaxia's branches? Did I feed all my money to the dogs? It's only been a few days since 315! Su Mo said dissatisfiedly.

The black-faced man's fingers flicked twice, and the man in front of him was the dangerous person in the top-secret file?

The man who the state attaches more importance to him than even the academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, is this mouth full of trash talk in front of him?

This style of painting is wrong!

"By the way, what the hell are you looking for me?" Su Mo turned his head and said, "Could it be because it's the end of the law era, and you are about to disband, and you plan to do a big vote to reconcile me?" I knew I was wearing red! ”

"Why do you wear red?"

Tang Tian, that is, the black-faced man, didn't know why he said this, maybe he was taken into the ditch by the guy in front of him.

Being able to take the super elite of the Special Training Bureau directly into the ditch is, in a sense, indeed a dangerous person.

If you go to Amway, you will be a proper sales champion, become a CEO, win and marry Bai Fumei, and it is not a dream to be at the peak of your life from now on!

"Because, you can't see the blood spilled on it." Su Mo said with a smile.

Tang Tian's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted sharply, "Stand back!" ”

For a while, everyone's nerves became nervous, and the muzzle of the gun that had just been put down was raised again, and the entire base was almost put under martial law.

"Why are you so uncalm, it's been so long, you have pulled out your gun and put it down, what are you going to do! It's okay for me to go.,I'm very busy.,Several games haven't passed.,And this year there are 10A masterpieces.。 Su Mo said.

“……”

The atmosphere at the scene froze for a long time, and after a long time, Tang Tian raised his hand again, motioned for everyone else to put down their weapons, and said with a hint of helplessness: "Mr. Su, it is a very important matter to invite you over this time. If you can, let's go inside and talk slowly. ”

"Do you have anything to eat?" Su Mo asked.

“…… Yes. Tang Tian felt that he had a toothache.

"Well, that's good, just get an imperial lobster or something." Su Mo opened the car door and walked down.

"I would venture to ask, how did Mr. Su find here?" Tang Tian asked with some curiosity.

Su Mo took out two documents from his pocket: "Don't bring your documents with you next time you go on a secret mission, but it feels good." "My fingers flicked twice, as if I was savoring something.

The corners of Tang Tian's mouth twitched twice, such a person would be shot if he was left in the army!

Yes, the Secret Service is not some super-independent, and there is some kind of murder license, it belongs to the military. And because it is a special agency, there are a lot of reports to be made after each operation, and the more important it is, the more cautious it must be used.

Su Mo had also been in contact with the Special Training Bureau back then, and this was the second time they had met - of course, the people they met at the beginning were now estimated to be in their seventies and eighties.

"Mr. Su, please come with me." Tang Tian let out a sigh of relief and said.

The two walked into the building in front of them, passed through the defense line of technology and manpower, and came to a small room.

The room is not big, but the decoration is not bad, and it is very comfortable to sit on the sofa, at least it does not give people the feeling of an interrogation room.

"By the way, help me find a dress, no one wears it, this dress is someone else's, it doesn't fit." Before entering the room, Su Mo spoke again.

"Okay." Tang Tian nodded, there was no need to say anything deliberately, there were cameras everywhere, and every move, word and deed of the two of them would be recorded.

"Okay, let's talk about it, for the sake of you inviting me to eat imperial lobster...... I'll just listen to it. Su Mo sat on the sofa and said.

Although I don't want any conflict with the Secret Service, if you want to expect any respect from the people on the opposite side of Su Mo, don't think about it.

An immortal old monster, it's already thankful that others don't die.

"Mr. Su, you should know this person, right?" Tang Tian took out a photo from his pocket and put it on the coffee table in front of Su Mo.

"This, isn't it Zhao Ritian?" Su Mo glanced at the photo and looked at Tang Tian with some strangeness, "Has his secondary second illness been so serious that it has alarmed the central government?" ”

“……”

Tang Tian stood up and walked to the door.

"Is the meal coming?" Su Mo asked.

“…… I have a little high blood pressure and dizziness, so I want someone else to talk to you, Mr. Su. Tang Tian turned his head and showed an ugly smile, gritting his teeth no matter how he looked at it.

"Young people now, how can you do it with such poor patience, the old man has been lonely for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will be a little verbose, how can he just run away?" Su Mo shook his head and leaned back on the sofa.