When Kyoko barely drank a bottle again, she reached out to make a stop motion, then stepped on the coffee table with one foot, and shouted to the nearby girl with great pride: "Sisters! This kid bullied me! Drink with him and get my revenge!" ”

The maids of the Yoshikawa family, seeing that the eldest lady had lost, lined up one after another, asking to compete with Dahlam for the amount of alcohol.

After competing with three girls in a row, Daim realized that he seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest, and quickly raised his hands in surrender: "No, no, no, I'm going to the toilet." Then he slipped into the toilet on the right side of the box, and refused to come out for a long time.

But the girls seem to be passionate, and under the leadership of Kyoko, they aim at Figo...

Seeing this, the other boys were not to be outdone, and like a battle horn blowing, they grabbed the girls around them and asked for wine, as if they wanted to relieve the pressure on the chief.

The lights in the box were getting dimmer, no one was singing, men and women were grabbing each other and comparing the amount of drink, and at the end, some drunken men and women even hugged each other, and Figo was lying next to the yellow-haired girl, as if asleep.

The yellow-haired girl also seemed to be exhausted, leaning back on the sofa with her eyes closed, gently rubbing Figo's forehead.

Daelham, who was looking down and whispering to Kyoko, suddenly remembered something, looked at his watch, and said to Kyoko: "Miss Kyoko, it's already past one o'clock in the morning, and if we go back too late, we will be criticized." ”

Kyoko glanced at Dale and said, "Well, it's too late for you to go back now, and your commander is here, he doesn't speak, do you dare to leave him back?" ”

Dareham scratched his head and said, "There are many of us, we can carry him back." ”

Kyoko "Poof! He smiled and said, "Well, you see... If you carry him away now, I will see if he will kill you tomorrow. And they... You don't think they're brothers. With that, he pointed to Figo.

Dalemu shook his head and said with a bitter face, "What then." ”

Kyoko put her mouth close to Daelam's ear and said, "Well, we have a lot of rooms upstairs, enough for you guys." ”

Smelling the unique fragrance of malt spit out from the other party's cherry mouth and the smell of strawberry perfume on his body, Dilham nodded heavily and said with a smile: "Hehe, okay, everything is arranged by Miss Kyoko." ”

At around three o'clock in the morning, the yellow-haired girl, assisted by two waiters, carried Figo into the presidential suite on the twentieth floor of the Yoshikawa Building.

The yellow-haired girl gently shook Figo, who was lying on the white bed, and the other party was like a dead pig, unmoved.

The girl then stretched out her right hand, rotated a ring on her left index finger, and pressed it on the top of Figo's forehead, quickly withdrawing it after two seconds.

Early the next morning, after Daim said goodbye to Kyoko, he hurriedly used a microcomputer to wake up Figo and his comrades one by one.

A group of plainclothes soldiers who were still drunk and hazy and exuded a heavy smell of alcohol rushed into the elevator and went downstairs, boarded the flying taxi express that flew with them, and flew towards the base like a firefight.

Kyoko washed up slowly, put on makeup, called the yellow-haired girl, ate breakfast at the hotel restaurant, and walked back to Yoshikawa Villa.

In the strawberry-scented pink boudoir, Kyoko places the ring that the yellow-haired girl has given her in the top recess of a microcomputer.

After a series of targeted scanning, searching, and summarizing Figo's memories, the computer provided Kyoko with the following conclusion: Figo, who didn't know whose person it was, was leading a team to hide somewhere, developing a weapon that had achieved breakthrough results and could instantly send human society back to the Stone Age. Some of the human elite, including Figo, will echo this person at that time, raise an army, and rule the world. It was Ruan Jinwen, the former prime minister of a Southeast Asian country, who attracted Figo to join the gang, and he was also the upline of Figo's one-line contact.

In addition to being shocked, Kyoko immediately sent the above information to her upline through secret words.

In the countryside of Can Coconut County, Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, there is a small mountain village with a population of more than 1,000.

This village is built on the mountain, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is a small river in front of the village, but it also has a bit of the artistic conception of paradise.

Two young men and women dressed as white people rode tandem bicycles along a small winding cement road, crossed a small stone bridge over the creek, and came to the front of a small shop near a large banyan tree at the head of the village.

It is also the highest point in the village.

After buying two bottles of water, two white men chatted with an elderly woman squatting in front of the store through an in-computer translation software strapped to their wrists.

The computer in the hands of the white man simulates his own voice and speaks Vietnamese: "Grandma, the old buildings in your village are so beautiful." ”

The old woman smiled like a twisted chrysanthemum and said, "Yes, some of these blue brick houses are more than 500 years old, and the government does not allow us to demolish them, and they help us repair and maintain them for free." ”

The white woman said, "But there is a villa there, which is a bit out of place with most of the buildings in the village." ”

Looking far away in the direction she pointed, on the far right of the small mountain village, there was a five-story white luxury villa with a very different style from the nearby houses, and the whole house design was European-style, which was indeed not in harmony with other old-fashioned buildings with green bricks and green tiles.

The old lady stretched out her right hand and made a gesture of "Shhh He lowered his voice and said, "That's the house of the senior official from our village and the former prime minister of our country." ”

The white man asked, "In this way, that house has ruined the beautiful pattern and picture of the whole village, and that guy is too domineering, and the planning department of the local government will not intervene to take care of it?" ”

The old lady seemed to have a problem with the former prime minister, and said: "Yes, and every time he goes back here for vacation, he brings a large group of bodyguards and a fleet of planes, which seriously disturbs the people, especially recently, he has been running back just after being reborn, and he has been staying for more than two months, you see." ”

Following the direction pointed by the old lady, the two saw that in the open space around the villa, six jet vertical take-off and landing small business jets were parked, and more than a dozen people in suits were swinging around the villa with long guns on their backs.

At the top of the villa, there is a round radar the size of a football and an integrated missile-laser launcher the size of an ordinary household freezer.

The white man and woman looked at each other, then said goodbye to the old lady, rode around the small streets of the village, took some photographs, and left the village along the way they came.

A few days later, in a room in an old house on the outskirts of Ho Chi Minh City, Adele sat around a wooden table of eight immortals blackened by mildew, with two white men, a man and a woman, who had gone to investigate the small mountain village, and carefully watched the images projected above the table.