Frog Lake is a well-known scenic area to the east of the city of New Berlin. A primitive species from the planet once lived here, a large amphibian ancerous animal with a body length of more than half a meter, which looked like a large blue frog. But Frog Lake was once polluted by a chemical and pharmaceutical company, and the animals known as the Great Frog of Emperor Star were on the verge of extinction, but after being rescued by some environmental groups, the scenery has become one of the best pristine scenic resorts in Empire.

Of course, Robin didn't come to Frog Lake to enjoy the scenery. She is now one of the most important figures of the gangsters in New Berlin, and she is heavily protected. Fifteen big men in black suits are inseparable like personal bodyguards, and even Robin has five female gangsters by her side when she goes to the toilet and baths.

In a small cottage at the Frog Lake Resort, Van DeHaile and two other gang bosses, Jeffrey and Keppel, were sitting together, playing poker.

"In three days, those days will be over." Van DiHail said. He was a brown-skinned, bald head, nearly fifty years of age, with a stout build, and a cigar in his mouth.

"I hope the woman said something about a large zero-gravity centrifuge that works." Jeffrey, a little old man with white hair and round, black-framed eyes, said.

"A couple!" Keppel dropped two cards, grabbed a handful of popcorn on the table, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it heavily. Keppel looked like a pig's head, and his fat body was tucked into the couch, making the single couch look very thin.

"The new factory must start in three days, I have other things to do, but I don't want to delay it for too long." Van DiHail also threw a pair.

"Hopefully that woman's recipe really works." Jeffrey shook his head as he took the card.

"Wasn't it great when we had a trial production? That recipe is 20 percent better than the current one, but the raw materials are 15 percent less. Keppel grabbed another handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Now let's talk about the last 10 percent." Van DiHail said.

"The nightclub on two streets, this is the final price."

"Do you really think so? You fat pig! Why don't I go out of the nightclubs on two streets and give you a share? ”

"You're being so stingy with your bids! It's not like a man. ”

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Quarrels like this are experienced several times a day by the trio. They had been arguing for more than a month over the location, personnel, and equipment of the new drug factory, and finally divided the equity of the factory according to their respective strength and the amount of money they paid, but the last 10 percent of the equity involved who could get the actual control of the factory. So the three of them didn't give an inch.

Keaton and the others came to the outskirts of the Frog Lake Resort, where they had just carefully observed the surrounding terrain and the personnel and distribution of the three gangs. McMenus didn't know where to find the drone to complete the mission well, and after observing in the air for more than an hour, it sent back enough video data.

Wiberkent looked at the virtual screen and began to set it up. "In this area, people from three gangs will go back and forth. In an hour, the people who came and went changed four times, and we can start here. ”

"You're saying we pretend to be one of their gangs and just get in like that?" Tony **** said with some doubts and incredulity.

"Of course. But the timing needs to be right. Wiberkent said, "Take this, I'll be here to help you." He took out three wireless headphones and handed them to the trio.

"Okay, we're going to take some risks, but it's good that we don't have to fight them." Keaton said with a smile, no one knew what was hidden under his smile.

"Alright! Let's act! Tony **** took a deep breath and said as if he had made a huge determination.

At this time, Keaton, McMenus, and Tony Hawken were all wearing the same black suits and sunglasses as the three gang members. Looks like someone from one of the gangs.

The trio walked along the lake to the resort's villas, where Wiberkent showed them the way through the aerial drone's high-definition camera, bypassing the gangsters who were walking back and forth on the edge. Even if someone sees them from a distance, they don't particularly care. Because they behave very naturally, looking around vigilantly as if they were really on patrol.

The three gangs here don't trust each other that much, and there isn't much communication between the gang members who are guards. Even when they saw a new face, most of them looked at it cautiously. Then ask the other person which gang they are and leave.

In this way, the three Keaton approached Robin's villa unexpectedly smoothly.

This is a two-storey wooden cottage with a mobile white wall and red roof. Standing in the front doorway were two men who looked like door gods, with four eyes fixed on Keaton's body.

"Van DiHaile's, let's deliver some sheets." Keaton said as Wilberkent had explained.

Which side of these two "door gods" are on? Wilberkent didn't really know it, but there was nothing wrong with him teaching Keaton. There is a two-thirds chance that the two men were not Van Di Hail's men, and they would have thought that Keaton was Van Di Hail's men. And if those people were Van Dihair's men, they would have thought they were greeting them.

"Let's go inside!"

And just like that, the Keaton trio entered the villa where Robin was. So far so good.

Robin was bored watching TV in the living room of the villa, she had been in this place for more than a week, and she was not allowed to go out of the villa door every day, looking at the beautiful lake on the side but not enjoying the cool water. She only wished that this time could pass a little faster, but in fact, it was like a year.

The three men with the sheets walked into the villa, and Robin didn't even look at them. She had developed a habit of treating those guys in black suits as air, because this was the only way to minimize the inconvenience caused to her by those people. Now her job is to stay here honestly.

"Robin?" Keaton saw Robin's side face on the couch and whispered. Although he had tried to suppress his excitement, his voice still trembled unnaturally.

Robin turned his head and looked at the man in front of him with a puzzled expression. It was the first time in more than a week that someone had spoken to her, because before coming to Frog Lake, Van DiHaile had made a rule that anyone who said more than one word to Robin would have their tongues cut out. (To be continued.) )