"Mother, I'm back. "That's what I call her.

She looked back at me and frowned, and suddenly sighed, "Where have you been? Why are you only coming back now? ”

"I went to the movies, fell asleep, and was locked in the cinema, and someone opened the door and let me out. I answered honestly, but I had the impression that my mother should not be so old, and her face and tone would be much better than now.

"Really, really?" she sneered, asking twice in a row, as if I was lying.

"Really, of course it's true. I took the fan from her hand.

"You're going to be unlucky!" a man in the small shop across from the parasol strode out, raised his right hand, pointed at the tip of my nose fiercely, and repeated loudly, "You're going to be unlucky, do you know?"

"I really just went to see a movie, and Professor Leng Hannan can testify, don't believe it, you ask him!" I pointed to the locked fence on the steps.

The man's fingers poked my forehead harder: "Leng Hannan killed you, want, pour, big, moldy!"

My mind was clearer, and I realized that Leng Hannan had indeed died in the desert, and no one could prove that he was trapped.

"How could he be in the cinema when he's dead?" Suddenly, I shivered three times in a row, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my body.

"Go home, go home, talk about it. The mother dropped her fan and walked to a dilapidated fence.

I followed behind, and the man also came over and asked viciously, "Where have you been? Where have you been?" Chen Ying, I'm honest with you, you're going to be unlucky—"

With a bang, my knife was unsheathed and pressed against his Adam's apple. In an instant, all my courage returned, and I stopped being weak and weak, and told him word by word: "If you stay away from me and come with me again, beware of your dog's life." "Those words are on my lips when I am on the underworld on Hong Kong Island, and like all the young community leaders, I have had a dark time when I disagreed and drew my sword.

"Go home. "My mother stood on the other side of the fence and greeted me.

"Knife with me, why don't you want to think about who cultivated you to be what you are today?" the man sneered, and it turned out to be the instructor's voice. I stared at his face, vaguely like an instructor. When it comes to using knives, he is the only one in the world whose sword skills are above me, and if Li Tian can be called a "master of swordsmanship", the instructor can be called "the king of tactical knives".

A dilapidated vintage car roared as it drove up, and a man rolled down the window to greet me.

I knew it was my father, but for some reason I didn't respond, he just silently withdrew his knife and looked up at the sky. A huge snowflake fell on my forehead, and in an instant, it turned into ice water and slid coolly down my cheek. I had a fragile urge to cry out loud, but I still forcibly held back, only afraid that I would completely collapse because of this, and I would no longer be able to see a hero in everyone's eyes.

The old car kept crashing towards the fence, and my father looked at me, completely forgetting that I should have stepped on the brakes and kept crashing into the big tree behind the fence.

When I woke up and opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the chandelier on the roof, which was the distinctive symbol of the Moonlight Hotel.

"Just a dream?" I lay motionless, scanning everything in the room out of the corner of my eye. The bedroom door was ajar, which was deliberately left open and closed at a point before I lay down, so that the center of the west wall could be clearly seen from the bedroom. There were no accidents, and I was relieved, but at the same time, there was a faint sense of amazement. Maybe I'm too anxious to see the dragon elephant girl, and I want to put an end to this strange thing as soon as possible.

"Hmm, what about Bai Xiaoxie? He even ...... Missing together?" I sat up, a layer of cold sweat quickly oozing from my forehead. Before I went to bed, I carelessly ignored his existence, if he was also attacked by the Dragon Elephant Girl and killed, all the clues left by Mai Ye would be gone, and the "heart-saving worm" that Bai Li gave me at the top of the pyramid would be of little use.

I've never seen my parents live with my sister for so many years. When the instructor intervened in our lives, I was only eleven years old, and I already knew how to wander the underworld with a fruit knife. So I don't think they look like in my head, and they don't care what kind of character I grew up with.

"You're going to be out of luck" - the instructor's vicious voice still echoed in his ears, but he never spoke to me like that. In my dreams, the faces of the old woman and the man driving were always blurry, and although I thought they were my parents, I couldn't recognize them.

I was trapped in a pitch black space, the dead Leng Hannan reappeared, my mother's sad face, my father crashed into a tree in a classic car...... The combination of all the unrelated links immediately made me feel inexplicably upset. My mother kept repeating the word "home", but since I was a child, I never felt "home" anywhere, and I was born with a heart that was constantly wandering.

Maybe it was Charlotte's miyao in the soup that had some kind of sequelae, and I felt dizzy again.

"Maybe it's just a strange dream?" I got out of bed, moved my aching arms, and prepared to walk to the living room.

"Pop", a drop of water dripped from the chandelier and landed where I had been lying. I subconsciously wiped a handful on my forehead, because I saw snowflakes falling in my dream, just stopping on my forehead and turning into water droplets, maybe caused by the dripping water on the chandelier. However, my forehead is very dry and not wet.

I flew up to the bed and carefully observed that two smaller beads of mercury were oozing out at the base of the chandelier, and in a blink of an eye, they were dripping silently.

"Old class, mercury injected into the Nine Springs to track Dafa?" I said to myself in surprise.

This method of exploring the hidden path mechanism created by the Miaoshou Banmen is a stunt that cannot be pirated on the rivers and lakes. As long as you see it, you know that it is the old class who has done it himself. Because of the matter of the little lady and the baby, I didn't want to pull him into this matter, but I didn't expect him to take it upon himself to secretly check my needs and then secretly do it.

Just like Tian Qi, the old class is also a person who "sticks a knife in the ribs of a friend". I saved him, and he will repay him without reservation. In the 21st century, people like the two of them are as rare as prehistoric animals.

I jumped out of bed and strode into the living room to look at the chandelier overhead. Sure enough, there were also beads of mercury oozing out of the roof there. It is conceivable that there is this phenomenon in many rooms of the Moonlight Hotel at this moment, and mercury beads will quietly penetrate through the cracks in the building, from the top to the end, and do not let go of any suspicious space.

The old class had told me about the rough pattern of this secret technique, but I didn't talk about how to do it. This is the family secret of the Banmen, and it is about the glory of the surname of the class for hundreds of years, and he will not even tell the little lady of the lotus.

"Okay, there's an old class out of the horse, and I'm finally able to solve a mystery—" I walked over to the west wall and slapped it heavily.

The little lady of the lotus flower was brilliant when she was young, and she was once called "beautiful and secret by the rivers and lakes", presumably their children will look very cute. I've signed that check as a greeting gift, and when it's over, I'll be sure to go see their little ones.

The dragon elephant girl never appeared again, so I cautiously checked the bathroom, closet, and balcony again, and kept the waiter clean and clean as it had been after cleaning.

Finally, I stopped in front of the fridge to quench my thirst with a bottle of drink, but as soon as I opened the cabinet door, I immediately heard the explosion of a small balloon. A thick white mist erupted from the half-open refrigerator. I stepped back sharply, inhaled a little in my nose, and as soon as I got a whirlwind, I fell on my back and fell to the sky.

At first, I was conscious, groping to climb up to the sand, but after a minute, my limbs started to go numb, and I couldn't exert myself in my arms.

The full-text version is updated faster and faster, all in support of literature support!" This is the 'tiger smoke' in the European underworld, could it be the hand of the 'underworld' organization again?" I shook my head, trying to prop up my eyelids, observing the direction of the balcony. The door is locked, and if an enemy appears, the only way to do so is to jump over from the adjacent balcony. The knife was in my trouser pocket, the gun was under the pillow and in the bedside table, but I felt that the strength in my body was suddenly dissipated, and I couldn't gather it at all.

There was a sound of the glass window sliding slowly on the balcony, and then three people appeared one after another, tiptoeing in.

"Hurry up, they're coming, we've only got ten minutes. Someone screamed anxiously. Immediately, two big furry hands reached under my armpits, picked me up effortlessly, and strode into the bedroom.

It was a tall, muscular Russian with a bulge high on his waist, and at a glance he knew it was a large-caliber pistol. As far as possible in BSP; "Mulberry gives you five minutes to put on makeup to look like him, the sooner the better. The man with the command was grim-faced, and was bending down to secure a black box under the sand.

The third man, a pale Asian, walked in with a Jinlion briefcase in his hand, unzipped it, and poured the bottles and cans into the bed. He stared at my face for a few seconds, then picked up the mirror and eyebrow pencil and carefully traced it on his face.

I instantly understood what they meant, probably to put on my makeup and stay in this room and wait for someone.

The Russian brawny man lifted the hem of his suit, pulled out a daguerreotype, and deftly withdrew his magazine, weighing it in his hand.

"Hey, Kraft, what are you stunned about?" the little boss yelled angrily, "Longtang is the number one community in the Chinese rivers and lakes in the United States, Zhuge Changqing's kung fu is very powerful, and the people are quite shrewd, you two both cheer up, don't mess things up!"

According to his face, he should be a mixed descendant of Europeans and Africans, with a sharp chin and eyes like electricity. At this moment, his brow furrowed tightly, and he kept raising his wrist to look at his watch.

"I wonder if I should smear the bullet with 'Tsar's forbidden drugs'?" the strong man just played with the magazine, ignoring the little leader's anxiety.

The little leader was stunned, covered his face with his hands, and was silent for a few seconds, Huo put down his hand: "Tu! No. 1 said that as long as the wisdom in their minds is known, they will kill people and kill them." Kraft, you've finally got your head up this time. ”

The strong man grinned, and with a finger of his finger, the bullets in the magazine clinked, and landed on the bed. Although his fingers were thick and short, they were by no means stupid, and the skill of retracting the bullet with one finger just now was a testament to his skill.

I finally understood: "It turns out that what they are waiting for is Zhuge Changqing, the extremely authoritative 'Iron and Blood Military Division' on the rivers and lakes?

Wei Yueyan will not be unresponsive as soon as she dies, I just didn't expect Zhuge Changqing to come straight to me, but I didn't even dial the phone number to communicate before.

"I'm done. The man holding the mirror in one hand suddenly turned to me and smiled gracefully. He looks like the self I see in the mirror every morning when I wake up.

I stared feebly at his seasick sensations that rippled through my mind. This man's transfiguration skills are indeed very good, and at first glance it seems almost like a copy of mine.

"From now on, I am the focus of your current attention in Cairo, black and white. Doesn't it look like it?" he leaned closer to me, his eyes rolling, and his expression fell silent. I remember when I was on Hong Kong Island, a painter did charcoal for me, and my eyes were exactly the same as those in front of me when I was contemplating.

The strong man called "Kraft" shouted: "What is Sang talking to him? The man who has been hit by the 'Tiger Smoke' has no hearing or vision, and he has no idea what we are doing. Hurry up, are your weapons ready?"

Within half a minute, Kraft had smeared all the bullets that had landed on the bed with a slightly sour smell of potion with the help of a cotton swab. The "Tsarist Forbidden Medicine" is a sepsemic poison of the late twentieth century, which invades the human bloodstream and will corrode the lymphatic system and antiviral system in a large area after 15 minutes, resulting in a large number of platelet necrosis.

The Desert Eagle is a powerful pistol known as the "King of Short Guns", and when combined with the "Tsar's Forbidden Drug", those who are shot have almost no hope of survival. As far as I know, the only way for the global medical community to deal with this poison is to amputate the limb and close the route of transmission of infected poisonous blood.

Sang shook his hands lightly, and two black tiger claw knives immediately popped out of the sleeves of his gray designer casual suit.

"Do you want to try the knife here?" he waved his hand slightly, and the light gray serrated blade on the tiger claw knife cut two strange arcs, presumably quenched with some kind of poison.

In a short period of time, the little boss had been going back and forth between the living room and the bedroom a dozen times, scattering at least fifteen bombs in hidden corners. The movements of the three people are well-trained, and the division of labor is quite clear, and they are definitely prepared.

I have killed two masters of the "Hades" organization, and now that I think about it, in fact, the other party has already entered the city of Cairo on a large scale, and two of them are just centipedes, and the loss of one or two legs does not hurt their essence at all.

"Kraft, you said that No. 1 said Chen Ying so powerfully, why did he fall into our hands and be at our mercy in a blink of an eye? Is it really as the underworld says, Asians always like to exaggerate and have no real skills?" Sang's shoulders shook, and the two tiger claw knives retracted with a clatter.

His fingers slowly slid over my forehead, and suddenly he sat next to me and held up the mirror. In the mirror were two identical "Chen Ying", and when he imitated my confused expression, there was almost no difference between the two of us.

"The masters of the world are always vulnerable in front of the 'underworld'. He chuckled, dropped the mirror, pulled out a miniature spy camera, put his arm around my shoulders, aimed at the two identical faces, and clicked the shutter.

"Mr. Kinsa, we're ready. Sang reported to the little leader.

Kinsa replied calmly: "That's good to debug the monitoring equipment." Kraft: I'll have the other person sit right in front of the bedroom door, and then you just shoot at the intersection of the diagonal lines of the door. I'll take care of all the rest—San, you're tasked with setting up a second layer of insurance for Kraft's shots, and I'm looking at you. If the other person looks strange and wants to leave the sand, I will cough twice in succession, and you will hold his knee with the tiger claw knife and give Kraft 0.5 seconds to shoot. Got it?"

Sang Ra grew her voice, "Oh—it's so easy?"

Kinsa sneered impatiently, "What do you mean? San, I don't think you're satisfied with the role of being commanded lately, and you always want to come up with some innovative suggestions, right?"

He strode into the bedroom, closed the door with his backhand, marked the intersection of the diagonal with a red pen, and tapped twice on the cross: "Kraft is here." After the first shot breaks through the door, I need you to observe the situation through the hole through which the bullet pierced the door without opening it, and continue to aim in advance in the direction of the opponent's escape - the door or the balcony. The two of you have heard clearly, this time you are dealing with the smartest person in the Dragon Hall, and even the boss of the Dragon Hall has a lot of respect for him. No. 1 said that even if there is a 1,000 percent certainty, the 1,000th possibility must be imagined. ”

Kaf-kne, raising his gun to aim horizontally, the cross instantly became as calm and frozen as a sculpture.

Jinsa's arrangement was very thoughtful, and those bombs were probably used as a third layer of insurance, so it was necessary to destroy all the people in Longtang. Of course, it can also be used as a foreshadowing for the destruction of evidence during the evacuation, so that the eighteen-story building of the Moonlight Hotel will be wiped out.

This is where terrorists suffer the most from the police, who often rely on modern weapons with powerful explosives to create a lot of unnecessary sabotage when assassinating their main targets. Pressing the remote control to detonate a bomb can easily lead to catastrophic consequences.

It is no wonder that countries around the world hold joint counter-terrorism operations every year, and leaving such a vicious enemy of humanity in the city is simply a ruthless trampling on the lives of ordinary people.

Sang opened the door and walked out to sit down on a single piece of sand near the balcony. My vision was limited by the bedroom door, and I could only see him shaking his legs proudly, and he was in a leisurely mood.

Kinsa took out two thin LCD screens from his backpack and threw them to Kraft, and the other was taped half a foot above the fork of the door with double-sided tape. When the LCD screen is lit up, it is the backrest of Changsha that is reflected inside, which is equivalent to setting up a shooting sight for the gunner Kraft, and can observe all the situations in the living room through the door.

"How's it going?" Kinsa tightened his grip and continued to slightly adjust the contrast and brightness of the LCD screen to further improve the clarity of the picture.

"Good. "Kraft seems reluctant to say more, that's the best quality of a good gunner.

Kinsa seemed to have forgotten that I existed, and never glanced at me. He didn't show his weapon, but I saw that there was a faint pale gold on the palms of his hands, as if he had been smeared with clear nail polish mixed with gold powder.

I know that there is a mysterious sect in the mountains of the Caucasus gold mining region in Russia, which is the best at absorbing the power of gold to improve its martial arts.

Since ancient times, earthlings have understood that gold is an extremely special substance, and in addition to alchemy, taking it for immortality, there are hundreds of ways to borrow its mysterious power. The Jinshazhang faction claimed to have "insight into the power of gold", and was quite famous in black and white in the former Soviet Union, and more than 20 of its disciples were once selected into the special presidential escort. However, like the "underworld", this sect gradually disappeared with the collapse of the former Soviet Union.

If Jinsa practiced "Jinsha Palm, Jinsha Finger", then the disciples of Longtang who followed Zhuge Changqing would have suffered.

"Zhuge Changqing's visit, why don't you call in advance to make an appointment?" In terms of Long Jiao and Long Rao's personalities, if there are big people in Longtang coming over, the two sisters will definitely rush in and tell me that they will at least leave a message in the hotel lobby.

"Maybe all the news channels are monopolized by the 'underworld'?" I secretly smiled bitterly, it was the worst situation. The Cairo police entered the Moonlight Hotel and searched twice, but they were not aware of the various methods of the "underworld". At present, it is completely the underworld characters who are leading the police by the nose, how can Miz successfully handle the case?