Chapter 13

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight passed through the blinds, I was woken up in the bed.

Mr. Juan, Mr. Juan!

He is a lower-level cadre in the Italian branch.

Oh well.I see.I took the phone from his hand.

Juan, is something wrong in Italy?

It's the sound of tiger eyes.

His hoarse voice seemed to be mixed with the roar of propellers, as if he was called by a satellite phone on the helicopter.

This guy is really not afraid of death.

Listen, if you are in a quarrel with those fucking officials, come back fuckingly.It was told by my fair face that you seemed very unhappy.

The white face he said refers to James.

James can't get out of bed yet, I really can't figure out how he informed him.

Tiger Eye obviously knew my current situation, and he spoke half Spanish and half Indian indigenous on the phone.

I see.

OK, you little bastard raised by a bitch, do it well.He hung up the phone with a laugh.

In a few hours, I may officially become a wanted criminal in the SEMS Ministry of Home Affairs.

Maybe they will set up a special hunting team to chase me.

Yes, it's not uncommon for such things.

I suddenly felt a little bored, for my life, everything about me.

But I remembered my mother again.

The originally tired nerves were excited.

Yes, I'm already dead.

On that night three years ago.

Now I am just a corpse walking on the ground, just for my desire to avenge my revenge. Now, in addition to myself, there are also more knife hands on this list.

How can you be sure that it was the message he sent?Kevin said with some questions. After he said this, the others stopped what was in their hands and looked at the bloody hand together.

It is difficult to understand with your IQ.Bloody hands yawned sleepily, "Do as I said, everyone is in the position they should be."

Blood Hand's eyes became sharp. To be honest, I don't want a head-on conflict with SEMS.But things are moving in a direction I can't predict.Oh shit!

The bloody hand showed a complicated expression for the first time.

Work, kids.

Juan... Iron Man looked at me, but couldn't say anything.

He just told me that because I had a mission, I couldn't go to the airport to see me off.

His eyes were filled with anxiety and tension, and he wasn't sure if I understood what he meant, I smiled and nodded.

Let's go!Lily put on her sunglasses and got into the spacious off-road car.I nodded and was about to turn around when someone suddenly called me from behind.

Juan, you must live no matter what.

I turned around and found that James had lost a lot of weight. He had a pale face and was leaning on two crutches on his hands. With the help of a female nurse, although he was a little troubled, he still said to me firmly: We will meet again.

Yes.I grinned, got into the car without looking back, and sat down next to Lily.There were three people on the car, all of whom were low-level cadres in the Italian branch.

The car started, and I suddenly asked Lily: Are you wearing a bulletproof vest?

No, what's wrong?Lily asked: Do you think what else will happen on this road?

No, I just don't want an accident.Let them all wear it.I whispered to the low-level cadre sitting in front, and you are there.

I don't need those.If you are worried, just wear it yourself.

Lily shook her head, turned around and said a few words to the person behind her. The man took me a bulletproof vest from a box behind the car. I looked at it and there were two light submachine guns in the box.

Juan, Lily suddenly said to me in Chinese, "I haven't told you some things, and if I don't say them again, maybe there's no chance."Do you still remember three years ago, no, you must remember that you were just an ordinary child at that time. Did you happen that night?

Yes.

I looked at her.

Thank you for taking care of me in the car, thank you for helping me bandage my wounds, and later, on the boat, you came to see me.Although I had a fever due to a wound infection at that time and I was unconscious, can I feel it?

What are you talking about?What bandage?Boat?No, I just want to know.Did you keep working in SEMS for the night three years ago?

Lily frowned. I was overseas at the time.

Isn't it Lily?Who is that?I smiled.

OK, maybe I remembered it wrong.

Juan, when things are over, you will, well, I mean you and Sofia.

Lily!

I said in a serious tone that I am no longer using the kind Chinese language. At this time, you can talk to me about what this means.As a senior cadre, I hope you understand your position.

Lily was a little disappointed and turned her head away.

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Ready?

Leona sat on a white backrest chair on the balcony, holding her fan in her hand.

She was wearing a sleeveless sweatshirt and her coat was placed on the coffee table in front of her, with green military work pants and high-barrel field boots underneath.

The Iron Man slowly assembled the sniper rifle silently, raising his hand from time to time to look at the time, and the plane was about to take off in another hour.

This distance is not a problem for you, isn't it?

He is my accomplice.Iron Man said with a gloomy face and licked his stubborn lips. You superiors cannot understand how we feel in the same trench.

Haha, Leona opened the fan with a brush. The fan surface of the fan was white, with two Chinese characters "Impermanence".But Iron Man doesn't understand Chinese.

Caesar had known these ideas about you for a long time, so let me do it.Do you have any objections?

Leona smiled charmingly. She stroked the fan in her hand with her fingers coated with purple nail polish, just like a woman who missed her lover.

The iron man's back felt numb.

At this moment, the mobile phone placed on the coffee table rang.Both of them looked at each other.

Hello.Leona answered the phone.

An anxious voice came from the other end, speaking in English with a heavy accent: We lost his trace and he was not at the gate.But he was indeed in the waiting room just now.Request instructions.

Nothing, you guys stay in your place, maybe he is just in the bathroom...

There was no one in the bathroom.So are women's bathrooms.This house...Mr. Juan may be in danger.Miss Lily was not there and asked for instructions.

Stay where you should be.He is very good.Leona hung up the phone with a smile.

Now, it's you.Sharpshooter.Leona looked at the Iron Man.

The iron man nodded.

He knew in his heart that the message he was going to convey had been received, but he was still a little worried.

He brought the sniper rifle to the prepared location.

From here, you can see the entire airport entrance and exit.

Juan must have arranged everything.God Ah, please bless us.Iron Man picked up the sniper rifle, his hands trembled a little, and cold sweat slid down his face.

Leona walked to him at some point and searched with a telescope.

Five minutes later, Juan's figure appeared near the exit. He put on makeup, put on a hat and sunglasses, had a fake beard on his face, something was stuffed into his clothes, and suddenly he turned into a middle-aged man with a beer belly, carrying a suitcase in his hand.

Although he was hunched, Leona still found him all at once.

There are too many people here, so let's wait a little longer.Iron Man asked tremblingly.

No, it's up to me.Leona said calmly, your mission is over.It is indeed a bit too much to ask you to kill your good brother, so I'll help you.

What do you mean?The Iron Man was shocked, and the huge shock in his heart suddenly appeared on his face. You have no right to change the instructions. This is Caesar's order...

Leona took out a small recorder from her pocket and pressed it gently, and Caesar's voice was played: Iron Man, Leona is now responsible for sniping, you are responsible for observing.This is the last command.This operation was directed by Leona as the on-site command.This is what I mean.

Let go.

Leona's eyes circulated.

Maybe, you want to let him go?Let someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs come to treat you to coffee?Those guys never had a relationship with the people in our Operations Department.Think about how long you can stay in it?One hour, two hours, or one day.Then put it in the body bag...

Leona took the sniper rifle from the Iron Man.The Iron Man silently retreated aside.Leona suddenly added another sentence: He said: You are not the only sharpshooter here.This is not bad.

no.

This doesn't work.

Iron Man stepped aside, and his mind seemed to be under the violent bombing: I can't let Juan die here, he wants to realize his ideal, I have lost the knife hand, I can't lose Juan again.

Iron Man's hand sank to his waist.There, the pistol's holster was not fastened.Go to the fucking Ministry of Home Affairs.

By the way.I don’t like others to make small moves behind me. If you are sure to delay time, then you can try it.

Leona seems to have eyes on her back, you are using a rifle bullet.Why not use steel-headed bullets?Did you know that he was not wearing a bulletproof vest?

He never wears it.Iron Man's hand had already grasped the handle of the pistol.

Then you'd better wear a bulletproof vest.

Iron Man felt something beating on his back, and then he pulled the pistol out of his holster with one hand.

sorry.I am on order.Although your level is higher than mine, this is Miss Reona's order.

This is a strange voice, obviously just a lower-level cadre.

completion.

Juan, there is only so much I can do.I will avenge you.Iron Man silently recited in his heart that he would run away under the pursuit of the Ministry of Internal Affairs even in his lifetime.

The lines on Leona's face slowly tensed, and her fingers pulled the trigger.

The sniper rifle with the cool flame mouth just trembled slightly, and then it was another one.

Leona turned the gun and fired two more times.

What's going on?

Iron Man was shocked.

In this way, it is impossible to hit.

Even if you move a little, the deviation of the bounce point will be greater than five meters. So, let alone Juan, even a person who has received slightly quasi-military training, can avoid it.

Who provided the gun?Leona calmly lowered her gun.The pressure behind Iron Man also disappeared, and his pistol was inserted back into the holster.

Um?It is provided by the Italian branch.

This rifle was transferred and it was impossible to hit.He ran away, but he wouldn't have such good luck next time.

Leona left without looking back.

When she walked past the Iron Man, she said again: Even if you are not sure that you can hit him, right?

Yes, yes.Iron Man heard that Juan was not killed and hadn't understood yet. He just replied mechanically: For snipers like me, such distance is also a matter of luck.

snort.

I personally debugged this gun.

Last night, I used it for a test shot of 100m, 200m, 500m, and 1000m.

This is the most accurate of the five guns provided by the Italian branch.

Iron Man thought in his heart.

No matter what, Juan escaped.

The Iron Man took a while before he breathed a sigh of relief.He put the gun on the ground and slowly disassembled it.

The eyepiece of the scope was adjusted.Because there is no screwdriver, the nails used are stained with broken purple nail fragments on the screw mouth.

Iron Man thought about it and blew off the fragments of this nail. The tiny fragments fell to the ground. They were soon unable to find them. The nail polish on the screw mouth was wiped lightly and nothing was left.

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I don't know what happened, but Iron Man didn't hit my chest like the agreed one. The first shot hit my hat, which flew away as if it was blown away by the wind, and the second shot hit my feet.

I ran quickly towards a small white Ford off-road truck that accelerated towards me, with Mike and the Water Demon sitting in the cab.

The two shots behind me were simply following my steps. As long as I was a little slower, my heel would be gone.

Iron Man is simply crazy, and this will be seen through.

Ford made a sharp turn and stopped in front of me, separating the angle between me and Iron Man shooting.

I opened the car door and rushed into the back seat. Before the door was closed, Mike slammed the accelerator and rushed out, made a sharp turn in the middle of the road, and drove into the dead corner of the Ironman shooting.

Head, is it okay?The water demon turned around and asked me.

What about the others?

The water demon took out a walkie-phone from his arms and the plane took off on time.The goods have set off and the procedures are complete. We have returned to the company.After waiting for a while, the walkie-talkie clicked.

clear.

There was Pete's voice over there.

Finally leaving the airport, Mike ran along the highway, and we changed a car at a gas station.

No one spoke along the way, but while refueling the new car, Mike suddenly said: Head, have you had breakfast?

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Leona briefly reported to Caesar.To her surprise, Caesar said nothing. He shrugged, made a gesture, and continued to drink coffee and read the newspaper.

When she walked out of the study, Leona couldn't tell whether it was heavy or something else. She tried hard to hide this feeling, wanting to have a drink and take a shower to relax, but when she walked into the kitchen, she saw Iron Man and James talking in a low voice.

As soon as the two saw her, they stopped talking and talked loudly about football and women.

snort!

Leona snorted contemptuously, took out a bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, and drank it in big gulps until she left, she had never seen Iron Man and James in person.

These guys, it’s better to commit suicide than to count on them.

Leona pushed open the door and walked into her room. She closed the door and suddenly felt a feeling of discomfort.

who?

It's me.The saint slowly walked out of the inner room.I want to talk to you.

Leona and Saints were not in the same department when they were at headquarters.

Although the Saints belonged to the Operations Group when they were in the European division, they belonged to the Intelligence Analysis Department at the headquarters. They had no friendship with Leona, who had been in the operation planning and front-line command. The two of them only maintained their pride as S-level when conflicting with front-line intermediate cadres led by Juan.

For Leona, the Saints are more annoying than those intermediate cadres.

You can come to the living room to find me, or in front of Caesar.

Okay, we all come from the headquarters, so there is no need to talk around in circles.The saint touched his nose, you let Juan go, I think you did it on purpose.I hope I can hear an explanation.

oh?Leona raised her eyebrows and started playing with a fan on her hands. Are you dissatisfied with me? Then you can bypass Caesar and report to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Come on, Leona, let's not talk about the useless ones between us.

The saint slowly approached Leona.

I often wonder why a girl as beautiful as you joined us.Your coldness and arrogance are nothing more than appearance. Of course, I admit that your strength is also one or two in the action group.Are you never afraid that Juan will surpass you?

That impulsive guy?I can't see anything he deserves to boast about.Leona smiled, what do you want to say?

I heard about something from my colleagues in the intelligence department.Leona, you join our company in Thailand.Moreover, you have always claimed to be Thai, but I heard that your birthplace is Hong Kong.And, I noticed that you seemed to be able to understand the conversation between Lily and Mr. Long.

Oh, what else?Leona walked to the table, and there was a sharp dagger under the table, fixed with tape.The dagger is coated with mercury, and even if it is slightly scratched, it should not be underestimated.

Don't you understand what I mean yet?

The saint sneered hideously, I don’t know how you hid it from them.But I believe Caesar doesn't know about this.Think about it, if the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs know...

Enough.What do you want to get?Do you want me to support you as the next leader?Leona's hand had already grasped the hilt of the dagger.

Don't be impulsive.If I accidentally catch a cold or disappear for two or three days.Perhaps the Ministry of Internal Affairs will receive anonymous letters from unknown people, but these guys ignore them.

The saint slowly approached Leona, and he greedily smelled Leona's red hair from behind.

I think we can all make each other happier.You know what I mean.

Yes.Leona suddenly turned around, and a beautiful smile appeared on her cold face, and I was a little lonely.

Leona, do you know how much I wanted to get you when I first saw you?

The saint hugged Leona tightly in his arms. He kissed Leona's face excitedly, groping around Leona's waist.

Leona giggled and pushed away the saints as if she was acting coquettishly.

Let's talk about it in there.Leona quickly avoided the saint's further caress.She retreated into the inner room.The saint couldn't wait to follow in.

Leona paced flexibly, her two smooth arms fiddling behind her back. She had changed into the sleeveless sweatshirt and military uniform pants she wore when she was performing her mission, but instead changed into her usual cheongsam.

The cheongsam button was unbuttoned and slowly slid down along the soft body.

Her body was as smooth as jade, as crystal clear as a lychee peeled off. The lake blue underwear supported her breasts. Her breasts were not very big, but the shape looked particularly cute against the backdrop of her underwear.

The two thighs are straight. Although the lines of the muscles are too obvious, the raised buttocks are tight.

The body exudes a feminine feeling that has never been so strong before.

The saint's eyes shone.He was calm, but in fact he was already a little busy and took off his clothes.

He obviously had guessed the ending in advance, so there was nothing inside except shirt and pants.

He is thin and thin, with thick black hair. Although his nationality is French, he looks like an Algerian no matter how he looks.

Rayona did not untied her hair, but twisted her waist and untied the strap of her bra. When her bra was just untied, a pair of cute breasts jumped out. Rayona's breasts were in a perfect shape, with a small areola and a red nipples. These breasts were obviously stocked by Rayona for a long time and were still jumping gently, excited for the long-lost caress.

When Leona turned around and slowly took off her underwear, the Saint couldn't help but be surprised. What surprised him was not Leona's raised buttocks, but her back. A black dragon with fangs and claws was entrenched on her strong back. The huge tattoo seemed to have been deeply trapped in the flesh, shining with a blue light, and the lifelike pattern was like the black dragon parasitizing in this woman's body. As long as it was touched, it would fly out and eat people.

Hehehe, what's wrong, are you scared?

Leona turned around and covered her breasts with her hands, as if she was a little shy. I have forgotten how to have sex. Can you be gentler?

My baby, you're so sexy.

The saint held Leona in his arms, and his tall figure seemed to be able to wrap Leona up.

He kissed Leona's forehead, nose, and then lips. Leona avoided mischievously until both of them fell on the soft big bed.

The Saint and Leona rolled on the bed. At first, Leona's body seemed to be a little resistant. Her trembling thighs were closed tightly. The Saint took a lot of effort to separate them.

The temperature of Leona's body began to rise, and she gasped, as if complaining that the saints were only concerned about appreciation and forgot about the serious matter.

The saint's hand wandered on Leona's body, as if touching a newly unearthed porcelain. This exquisite treasure has been sleeping on the ground for thousands of years. Once it sees the light of day again, it will be completely renewed and exudes its inherent charm.

Her skin is as smooth as canned coconuts. Unlike even high-end prostitutes, her muscles are as powerful as a black woman, and her breasts are emitting a burst of fragrance. Although it is not the body scent of a young virgin, it is the seductive fragrance of a young woman, as refreshing as freshly brewed wine.

The saint kissed Leona's nipples and sucked it in her mouth. Leona made a tickling smile. Instead of lingering the saint, she spread her hands and felt completely surrendered, just waving her head and making laughter or breathing sounds.

The saint finally completed the so-called foreplay. He hugged Leona's hot body and slowly inserted his penis into Leona's body. Her pussy seemed a little astringent, but it immediately became wet. After a few tentative thrusts, Leona's breathing made this simple, clean room look like a small hotel.

The muscles on her buttocks were tightly tight, and her lower abdomen was also tense, actively catering to the saint's attack. Her vagina, which was white and without any hair, exuded a wet luster, and her vagina became lubricated.

The saint's penis is considered a trumpet in terms of his body.

But for Leona, she seems to be a little older. She has some sexual experience, but when facing veterans like Saints, she is simply a junior high school girl who is just beginning to fall in love.

The Saints controlled the pace of the game at times, and did not want to let the game reach its climax in the first half. He was still testing this charming body, no, it should be said to be guiding.

The Saint felt something from the breath of Leona's efforts and suppression.

He was thinking in his mind how long he could play and how he could make this stubborn girl his mistress after the task was completed, so that she could open her thighs for herself willingly.

He thought about this and his movements slowed down, but Leona's hands were wrapped around like chains. She hugged the saint tightly and asked him to speed up the movements.

The saint deliberately swayed slowly. Although the feeling of his body's physical oppression on Leona made him more than immortal, he still tried hard to suppress his feelings.

What he wants is a complete conquest, from the body to the soul.

Leona seemed to have completely sunk into the physical enjoyment. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were flashing, her nose was swelling, and her slightly opened lips looked like beads with a gap.

The saint's lips collided with hers, and he plundered hers with his tongue, making a tsk sound.

He could feel that Leona's body became softer, as if it had no bones, but it contained a more violent explosive power than before.

He attacked hard without reservation, but Leona seemed to be unable to bear it. She protested with a ecstatic breath.

The saint ignored this. He sat up, held Leona's shoulder blades with his calves, kneaded his soft breasts with his hands, and his nipples became firm, like two small marbles.

Under the fierce attack of the saint, Leona was almost limp and unable to help her. Her vagina contracted in waves. If it weren't for the saint's glans blocking, the surging waves in her vagina would have almost flooded the entire room.

This was the first time, and the saint had never counted it. When he finally ejaculated exhausted, he roared and fell on the sweaty body of Leona. The huge sleepiness and the satisfaction after conquering him quickly fell asleep.