When I was in kindergarten, I thought about elementary school, because I heard that elementary school doesn't need to take a nap; When I was in elementary school, I thought about junior high school, because I didn't have to put my hands behind my back in junior high school; When I was in junior high school, I thought it would be good to go to high school, because I heard that high school teachers didn't care much; When I was in high school, I thought about college, because college is very free; When I was in college, I thought it would be good to go to work, because I had money to spend on it; When I went to work, I found out that it was best to mix in kindergarten. So, no matter how much you struggle, there will be a big hole waiting for you at every stage of fate, no exceptions. -- Excerpt from "Memoirs of Wang Zhijian" In the middle of the night, in a hidden place in the bay outside the Macau International Airport, a large white cloud slowly fell from the sky. The white clouds parted on both sides to create a passageway, and gradually thinned out, and the clouds slowly disappeared as several mermaids walked out inside. "Grandma's bear, it's too exciting, dumb, why don't we find Michael and fly up directly with a plane and take the clouds back to Anxi?" Xiao Gou and Ergou, who were not parachuting, were especially excited, you lick my face, I grabbed a handful of your hair, Xiao Gou also thought that he had a great idea. He said a few casual words and moved everyone, think about it, it's not difficult to hold a plane hostage, it's much easier for these people than to find Michael, and the airport won't move, fly to the sky and run away on the clouds, who can find it! "That's right, dumb, you can make the clouds into chairs one by one, no, and get a table out, I'll buy a few decks of pokers later, then everyone will have nothing to do in the sky to fight the landlord or something, and the time will pass quickly." Really wanted to vomit blood, Xiao Ke already felt the two sides of his brain "suddenly" jumping, and he replied in a low voice with a stinky face. "Let's go, Brother Gou, it's not safe here, and you can't kill someone if you run into it! Don't think about it, that's impossible, my magic power supports so many people for more than ten or twenty kilometers, and if it's farther away, everyone has to fall into the sea and swim ashore by themselves. In a room on the executive floor of the Sofitel Ponte 16 near St. Paul's, one of Macau's most famous tourist attractions, Michael sat on the floor of the bathroom with a first-aid kit. He carefully took off his blazer, the T-shirt inside was already soaked with blood, and he used a pair of small scissors to cut it along the sleeve tube, and the blood stains in some places had dried and solidified and stuck the clothes and skin together. He had gone out to find a place to have dinner, and then wanted to find a friend of his former to inquire about the smuggling, but he didn't expect that friend had been closely monitored by the CIA. The two sides naturally fought hard, and the CIA dispatched a few ability masters, and in just a few minutes of fighting, everyone had already destroyed a building, and each had different injuries of different severity. The scene was so violent that the local police and garrison troops immediately went out, and under the suppression of powerful firepower, both sides fled in confusion, and Michael disappeared from the eyes of CIA agents once again. This hotel is of good grade, very close to the garrison camp, and Michael chose to stay here of course to prevent a sneak attack by the CIA field team. But because I don't want to cause trouble to the garrison, you know, the CIA's field team doesn't care if it's an ordinary person, as long as it hinders them, they will be killed. Therefore, Michael does not plan to rely on the strength of the garrison unless it is absolutely necessary, after all, those soldiers also have their own parents and relatives. There was a deep knife in his left arm, which was the wind blade of a CIA Adept, and he was caught between several other people at that time, and he couldn't dodge the move; There was also a foot-long scar on the lower abdomen, and all the whitened muscle layers inside had been cut, which was the work of a Wolverine-like ability whose palm could grow sharp blades. Directly with a needle and thread to roughly stitch it together, Michael stood up against the wall and walked into the bedroom, bent down and dragged out a small lockbox from under the bed, opened it and checked it, fortunately, the contents were still there, a stack of money, passports and a chip lay there quietly. After thinking about it, he picked up the chip and returned to the bathroom, endured the severe pain to cut the wound on his lower abdomen, and wrapped the chip with waterproof paper and stuffed it tightly into the wound. With this one action, he was sweating profusely, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, and once again stitched up the bloody wound, and Michael almost fainted. Picking up a towel to wipe off the blood in his lower abdomen, he ** went back to the bedroom, found a new set of clothes to change into, and stuffed the passport and money separately into two inner pockets, looked at the box, and kicked into the trash can. Everything is on his body, Michael opened the refrigerator and pulled a bottle of ice water, turned on the TV casually, every channel was broadcasting the previous terrorist attack, and the pedestrians on the street instantly decreased a lot, and no one wanted to be the next target of terrorists. The intersections are also densely populated with police cars, and almost all passers-by must be checked, damn, scolding secretly, Michael is really a little worried. In the past, there were CIA resources to deploy, even if he couldn't enter certain places openly, he could carry out airdrop or submarine secret transportation like Xiao Ke and them, but now when he wanted to find a way to smuggle in, he found that he was helpless. Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths, and the so-called interlacing is like separating mountains. When he first arrived in Macau, he tried to learn to find local gangs on TV, and generally gangs have some channels for smuggling, especially gangs in Macau and Hong Kong, where the special geographical environment determines that most of them rely on participating in smuggling to make large profits. However, watching the very simple things on TV, Michael did it himself and realized that it was even more difficult. The first time he grabbed a gangster, dragged him into a secluded corner and asked, it was a pure gangster, a gangster who specializes in defrauding tourists on the street, gangs, gangsters, he still wanted to join the gang but couldn't find a way. Damn, Michael was so angry that he wanted to tear him alive, and you who were paralyzed also called out to mix, embarrassed. The second time, Michael caught a guy with two younger brothers, tattooed all over his body, and in his mind he had to be a small boss of a gang. As soon as I asked, the person was making a movie, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the shooting scene was a mess, and the police had already called the police or something. It was so bad luck that Michael almost lost his confidence. He also went to Hong Kong once, where a CIA team blocked him, and after a bloody battle, he was forced to flee back to Macau, but he knew that it would be very difficult to go out again this time. The CIA has put at least three field teams to fence off the small land of Macau, and he has no way out no matter where he goes! After drinking water, calling for a meal and gobbling it up, Michael felt a little strength in his body, and sure enough, people are iron and steel. He lit an after-dinner cigarette and began to wonder what to do next, it was unrealistic to stay here all the time, even if he was using a fake passport, with the CIA's pervasive intelligence network all over the world, those supernatural people would eventually find here, and at that time, I am afraid that the crisis would come and could not be resolved. In a coffee shop in downtown Macau, Xiao Ke and his party temporarily settled here, and they were worried about how to find Michael, without any clues in their hands, and Guoan could not provide any support. Several people fell into deep thought, this is the most testing time, no one wants to fall behind others. Qiqi didn't have the right to speak, she could only stare out of the glass with a sad face. Qiqi had never been so helpless before she was with this group of people, but now, she really wanted someone to save her deep sense of powerlessness. "We still have to make a surprise move, otherwise don't say a short time, even if we give us half a year, we won't be able to find anyone." Finally, a sentence came out of Ergou's mouth unexpectedly, except for Xiao Ke and Xiao Gou, everyone else was collectively stunned, this, Nima, Xiao Gou's voice changed, it became like a child, everyone heard that the voice came from him. Xiao Gou hurriedly pointed at the two dogs. "What he said, what he said, Nima don't stare at me." Qi brushed, turned his eyes to the second dog, and in an instant, the second dog stared at the hair all over his body, and it was frightened. Several women burst out laughing, and Shook waved his hand, making a temporary excuse, and now was not the time to explain. "This is a high-tech product sent by the national security headquarters, which can transmit the voice over there, but the tone changes a little bit after the distance is long, and there is no fuss." No one believed this half-understood reason, but everyone pretended to believe it. Then, Xiao Ke also nodded, Ergou was right, he must win by surprise, he must find Michael before the CIA, he understands demons, demons are the same as magicians, and after running out of energy, they can only be slaughtered by others. Moreover, Michael has been in the CIA for so many years, and the CIA must have analyzed him thoroughly, and the people sent out must be the kind of masters who can restrain him with a particularly strong target. "We can't find Michael, but we can let him come to us." After discussing a few words with Tian Rong, the bald head made a suggestion, which was a trick commonly used by their criminal police to lure snakes out of the hole. Everyone's eyes lit up, and I have to say that this idea is very correct, but how should it be implemented? "If you want Michael to come to us, you must first let him know that we are coming, and we can't advertise, besides, we have to wait until dawn to advertise, it's only 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, and there are still so many hours before dawn, what if something happens to Michael?" With an idea, Li Xiong immediately followed up and asked questions, he asked just in time, Xiao Gou opened his mouth, rubbed Ergou's head again, and didn't speak, Xiao Ke sat opposite him, and he couldn't see it clearly. "Brother Gou, what comes to mind, you can correct it, don't be afraid of making mistakes." "I'm thinking, grandma is a bear, it's really not okay, can't we hold a TV station hostage and broadcast it directly, let Qiqi be our news announcer, hehe, as long as Michael turns on the TV, he can see it, maybe he's watching TV now."

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