General, take it easy

On Liang Mo's side, he was still in a daze on the bed when hurried footsteps came from the corridor, and then the door was pushed open with a bang.

Tu Lu walked in with a gloomy face, followed by several subordinates.

Liang Mo glanced at him indifferently, lying on the bed without moving, rolled his eyes, and said impatiently: "Slaughter, why are you so crazy at night?"

Tu Lu frowned, his dark eyes were full of cold killing intent, and said coldly, "Stop pretending to me, come and search this room for me, every inch of land must not be missed."

Those burly men had long disliked Liang Mo.

He has a face that is more beautiful than a woman's, but he is extremely skilled. Anyone who wants to take advantage of him will suffer a lot.

Now that they could humiliate him face to face, these people were extremely excited.

Several big men rushed into the house and searched for things in the house.

With a cold face, Liang Mo leaned against the bed expressionlessly.

Plain fingers pinched the cigarette and smoked it silently.

The cabinet door in the room was opened, and things were thrown all over the floor.

Liang Mo's few changes of clothes were thrown on the ground, covered with footprints.

The whole house is like a typhoon passing through.

The bed under Liang Mo was not intact.

"Boss has searched everywhere, and there is nothing suspicious."

Tu Lu waved his hand to make them back away, looking around with eagle-like eyes.

There was a sudden incident in the central system at the base. Although a Trojan horse was detected, Tu Zuo always felt that some weird things could not be such a coincidence.

He had a vague intuition in his heart that this matter had something to do with Liang Mo.

Liang Mo frowned tightly, as if he had reached the limit of his patience, and looked at the slaughter angrily.

"What do you mean? Want to humiliate, but still use this pediatric method?"

Tu Lu looked at him with gloomy eyes, took two steps forward, looked at the bed under him, and snorted coldly: "You know it well, it's best not you did it, otherwise I will definitely make you pay the price."

Turning around suddenly, he said to his subordinates behind him, "Turn this bed over for me."

Liang Mo laughed back in anger, stood up by the window, looked at the bed and said: "Now you are the knife and I am the fish, it's not just whatever you want."

Those big men turned the bed upside down again, but found nothing.

Tu Lu looked at Liang Mo coldly, took a few steps forward, reached out and touched his shoulder, and said in a cold voice, "You'd better keep yourself safe, or I'll let you and your little lover be a ghost couple."

Liang Mo looked at him coldly, like a beast with red eyes, grabbed Tu Lu's wrist, and said fiercely with his hand: "You dare, if you touch a hair on him, you will definitely regret it."

He looked at Liang Mo's anger and despair dissatisfiedly, although he still had doubts in his heart.

But there was no major problem there, and nothing was lost. There was only one code card to enter the door, and it never left.

Tu Lu snorted coldly, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said lightly: "It's almost time, come down! Let's discuss the action plan together."

Killing a group of people had planned this matter a long time ago.

There are several rehearsals before the big drills.

The day before the exercise, the target must ride in a car and walk all the routes.

Since those two streets had been under martial law a week earlier, the target would not have had much vigilance.

The massacre society sent people to black the city system first, and sounded the air defense alarm unexpectedly, causing panic among the onlookers.

Then drop a bomb in the sewer, and use some methods to force the target to get off the car.

Someone will use a sniper rifle to interfere from the periphery.

The target will definitely switch to another armored vehicle.

Liang Mo's task is to install a miniature bomb in another car and control it to explode.

After hearing all the plans, Liang Mo sneered and looked at Tu Lu coldly.

"You are clearly asking me to die, and you have not given me any retreat route."

Tu Lu leaned on the back of the chair, looked at Liang Mo's perfect facial features fascinated, stretched out his finger and shook it, and smiled viciously.

"No, my dear F, you are the best and top killer, I believe you can handle it well."

Liang Mo seemed to be in a panic, kicked over the chair with an angry face, and shouted loudly: "You are just playing with me, you want to play me to death, so I won't go."

When Tu Lu heard the words, he smiled lightly, his eyes were full of gloomy light, he took out a white paper full of words from his pocket, turned on the lighter, and faint blue flames jumped in the air.

"The formula of psychotoxin is the only one in the whole world. Why don't you want to save your little lover? Do you really have the heart that he is suffering from piercing pain all the time?"

After all, the massacre had to use a lighter to ignite the piece of paper.

"Can't!!!"

Liang Mo turned pale with shock, and flew forward to snatch the paper, but was stopped by several other subordinates.

Tu Lu happily smiled, shook the paper in his hand, and said lightly: "As long as you complete the task I gave you, I will definitely give the antidote to your little lover. If you escape by chance, we will be cleared. "

Liang Mo looked at Tu Lu with red eyes, full of anger and despair.

He clenched his fist tightly, his arms were bruised and his teeth were gnashing, and he said, "Killer, you'd better keep your promise."

Tu Lu smiled happily, like an innocent child, so cruel.

"Of course." He took out the remote control again, shook it in his hand, and said coolly, "You'd better be obedient and don't play tricks, or I can blow your head off with just a flick of a finger."

After the group discussed for a while, the meeting ended, and Liang Mo returned to the room,

Liang Mo stood quietly in the room, and when he was sure that everyone had left, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The expression like a trapped animal on his face just now gradually faded away, and changed to be expressionless.

Leaning against the window, squinting her phoenix eyes, smoking a cigarette in silence.

I don't know how much the other party can believe in the performance just now.

Liang Mo pulled the metal ring around his neck in disgust, and secretly deduced the program in his heart, calculating what effect the Trojan horse would have.

What worries him the most now is that unknown sixth person, who is it?

Will it be undercover?

If Slaughter really has the information of the Garden of Eden, then there is only DNA, and he can copy anyone in the world if he wants to.

Then everyone in this plan is suspect.

Liang Mo rubbed his sore eyebrows, but he couldn't think of a clue.

Lan Yunze won the championship here, and what he got at the same time as the trophy was the multi-million cash check.

At the same time, he signed the contract of "Martial Arts" with director Qiu Guang, and the cramp was as high as 700 million.

Although this salary is far from the popular niche.

But for an ordinary person like Lan Yunze, this was a huge sum of money.

He seemed to feel countless red banknotes flying above his head holding hands.

After the finals, since several people had different injuries, there was no celebration banquet, and each of them healed their injuries.

There are only four days until the military parade.

Lan Yunze received a secret mission, and on the eve of the military parade, he disguised himself as a bodyguard and stood by his side.

Wu Qiong took Lan Yunze to X Guoan's secret base that was not in the imperial capital, and concentrated on training.

Arriving here, Lan Yunze met an unexpected person, Xing Ji.

"Ozawa, Xing Ji, you have met before, and you are not acquainted with each other. You will be members of the same team in the future. I hope everyone can work together to complete the task."

During these three days, Lan Yunze and Xing Ji conducted special training.

Both of them have top-notch skills and reactions, but they are relatively weak in the use of thermal weapons, the operation of electronic equipment, drug resistance, and anti-hypnosis.

Lan Yunze and Xing Ji can be regarded as rivals in chess, and they have been competing in the past three days of training.

It is said that they do not know each other without fighting, and after repeated discussions, the two forged a deep friendship.

In these short three days, through constant fighting with Xing Ji, Lan Yunze's agility and internal strength are rapidly improving.

At this time, Lan Yunze had reached his peak state, and he was more than three points stronger than when he was in the finals.

Even Xing Ji marvels at his horrific progress.

Lan Yunze knew by chance before this,

80% of the entire X'an Department's strength will be disguised as passers-by.

And in every high place, there will be snipers hiding in them and radiating the whole street.

Once you encounter criminals, you can definitely shoot them on the spot.

And these hidden protective forces are probably just the tip of the iceberg.

Lan Yunze began to panic uncontrollably, he was worried that something would happen to Liang Mo.

Although he has already dealt with X Guoan this time, and the other party has already prepared for it.

But for the past few days, he has been in the secret base, unable to go out to meet Liang Mo, unable to grasp the first-hand information, which made him very anxious and worried.

Lan Yunze knew from the time he joined X'an that Wu Qiong and Liang Mo were old acquaintances.

Liang Mo had already contacted Wu Qiong about this massacre.

That's why the higher-ups were able to agree to Lan Yunze's request. One was to take him as a hostage, and the other was to let Liang Mo pay off.

Lan Yunze was overwhelmed with worry, and his mind was out of control.

In order to let himself stop thinking about it, he punched for two hours in the gravity training room. His whole body was soaked in sweat, and he didn't have any strength anymore, so he went back to rest.

Wu Qiong took his situation into consideration, handed Lan Yunze the energy drink he had prepared in advance, patted the other person on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry, they say that the disaster will last for a thousand years, F is absolutely fine. I I have notified my subordinates to pay more attention to him."

Lan Yunze took the water bottle and forced a smile.

Why doesn't he want to comfort himself like this, but he understands that now the two of them are like dancing on the tip of a knife, and if they make a mistake, they will be smashed to pieces.

In the rehearsal before the ceremony, martial law had already been imposed on both sides of the street. Lan Yunze wore a black uniform and lowered the brim of his hat, sitting in the co-pilot.

For some reason, when he woke up this morning, he felt his eyelids twitch, and his heart panicked.

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