buy a world to play

Chapter 513 511. Stockholm is a disease
Sweden, Stockholm.

In a high-end hotel room, four people with different skin colors, two men and two women, were sitting and standing, and everyone was doing their own thing.

The atmosphere was dull, and everyone didn't look at anyone else.

A man and a woman sat facing each other. The man was a white man nearly two meters tall, with a fat T-shirt and shorts, and a well-groomed beard. He was flipping through a fashion magazine impatiently; the woman She is of Mexican origin, wearing a black dress with a deep V, a large piece of white is exposed in the air, red lips are sipping red wine, and there is a special charm in the enchanting and sexy.

The two sitting together gave off a feeling of incompatibility between Beauty and the Beast.

The other two, a white woman in plain casual clothes and glasses, was standing at the window looking at the scenery, and the other skinny black guy was lying on the only bed and manicuring his nails with a delicate odd-shaped dagger.

No one spoke, as if waiting for something.

"You said... when will our side have such peace again?" The woman in white standing at the window watching the scenery suddenly spoke, breaking the dull atmosphere.

As soon as the voice fell, the quiet room finally changed. The three of them turned their heads and glanced at her, as if they didn't know how to answer the conversation.

The white bearded man put down his book, put a cigar in his mouth, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said half-jokingly and half-seriously:
"When half of the [-] million people are dead, you know which half I'm talking about."

The answer made the atmosphere in the room fall into dead silence again. The dagger in the black guy's hand froze, and he continued to trim his nails as if he didn't hear it. The woman opposite continued to sip his wine, but his eyes unconsciously narrowed a dangerous arc.

The two people who were targeted did not respond, but the woman at the window frowned and walked to the dining table.

In a blink of an eye, the woman moved, and the red wine bottle that had been placed on the table with half a bottle left disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already landed on the giant man's head.

"Snapped--"

The bottle shattered in response, and the red wine spilled all over the ground, pouring the strong man all over his head and face.

The shattered half of the bottle touched the brawny man less than half a centimeter in front of his eyeballs, motionless as delicately and smoothly as a surgical operation.There was still no emotion in the woman's voice:
"Stop using the Internet, if you let me hear this again, next time let everyone see if you have only muscles in your head."

Obviously, the woman is not interested in the clever words of this strong man, but she is very concerned about the internal unity of this team.

And what she did was successful, the strong man raised his hands high, looking very cute.When everyone heard what she said, they unconsciously took it as a fool's witty ramblings, and the tense atmosphere was relieved, even better than when no one paid attention to anyone before.

"Stop talking about those meaningless things. If you have that time, why not discuss our goals this time."

The woman with glasses threw away half of the wine bottle in her hand, and casually threw a jumping towel to the strong man, not forgetting to snatch the cigar from his mouth and throw it aside.And the brawny man who was still invincible just now was as obedient as a sheep, and he was rough and thick. After wiping, except for the wine stains left on his clothes, he looked like a normal person after a bottle.

"It should be the Chinese guy." The black brother said firmly, "Others are not worth the price."

"Intuition tells me that it's not that Chinese person." The sexy woman put down her wine glass and said quietly.

As soon as she spoke, the others frowned, because this woman's "intuition" was always accurate.But the target of this operation is not that Huaxia person, who else could it be?Who else deserves to be sent here at the height of security?
"That's right, it must not be him." The woman said quietly.

"Oh? Are you so sure?" The woman with glasses was aroused curiosity.

The long white legs under the black skirt changed into a comfortable position, and said with a light smile, "If it's that Chinese person, it's enough to send me here. I have countless ways to make him go home with me obediently, or... no It’s okay to go home.”

The muscles on the faces of the two men twitched slightly, and they swallowed secretly, not daring to show any expression, pretending not to hear, flipping the book when it should be flipping, playing with a knife when it should be.

The room fell into awkward silence again, and not long after, there was a soft knock at the door.

For a moment, all four of them looked at the door, their bodies stiffened, and the atmosphere in the room was instantly suffocatingly cold.

"Click-"

The door was gently opened by the strong man, and he turned his head to signal that no one was there, and the suffocating atmosphere in the room disappeared.

The strong man carefully checked the movement in the corridor, and after confirming that there was no one else, he pushed in the dining car parked at the door.

The four of them have long been accustomed to the elusive situation of the task issuer, and they don't care about it.Instead, the sexy girl looked excited like a "lottery prize", lifted the lid of the dinner plate, picked up a information bag and opened it.

The other three also looked over curiously, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes at the same time.Not surprised by the identity of the target, but surprised by the accuracy of this woman's intuition and the weirdness of the target.

"It's this woman? Alas... Unfortunately, it's really not that Chinese person..." Aisha licked her red lips and sat up straight. The black dress with a deep V-neck, as her body twisted, the snow-white spring light loomed.

Although I guessed it right, I still have some regrets.

The two men twitched their faces and read the information seriously.The indifferent face of the woman with glasses next to her rarely showed a meaningful smile.

"Would you like to take that Huaxia man back by the way? He's quite rich, and it's a quick way to catch him casually." The black brother put down the documents in his hand and said.

"Look at the information sent back from the Japanese side. With the background of that Chinese man, we can't catch him if we want. Don't pretend to be clever, otherwise...you know the consequences."

"You can't even play around." The woman in the black dress was dissatisfied.

"It's not impossible..."

The woman in white pushed her glasses, and there seemed to be another meaning in her words.

…………

At the same time, Lu Yuan stood at the hotel window with a cup of hot tea, overlooking the city called Stockholm.

Well, it’s an exaggeration to say that it’s a bird’s-eye view. Even in the Segel Plaza business district where they live, there are only a few high-rise buildings.

Other places are full of primitive features.

There are not many high-rise buildings in European cities, especially in Northern Europe, and most of them maintain a retro look.Lu Yuan has no petty bourgeois sentiment, let alone a Nordic complex, and is not very interested in these things.

In fact, as early as yesterday morning, they had already arrived in Stockholm, checked into this hotel, and had a general understanding of this hotel...

(End of this chapter)