"boss!"
The bodyguard at the door gently pushed open the door and saluted towards Tang Song.
"Someone is here to visit you!"
The bodyguard took two steps back, revealing the Baroness in a black coat behind him.
The black leather jacket paired with black-rimmed glasses combines coolness and sexiness, making her look very seductive.
"Mr. Tang, I hope you don't mind visiting me so late at night!"
The Baroness raised a bottle of fine wine in her hand with a hint of a smile on her face: "I just got a bottle of excellent sake, please come and taste it!"
"Come in!"
Tang Song gestured with his hand, then turned and walked back to the living room.
Crash!
In the small living room of the presidential suite, the Baroness put down the sake in her hand.
At this moment, there was a sound of flushing water coming from the bathroom.
"Mr. Tang, am I here at a bad time?!"
The Baroness turned her head towards the bathroom and stretched, revealing her curvy figure under her tight black jacket.
Tang Song was wearing a white bathrobe, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. He reached out and picked up the cigar box from the table in front of him.
He took out a thin cigar and lit it slowly.
"You're looking for me because of that white ninja?"
As Tang Song puffed out smoke, his eyes swept over the baroness's graceful figure.
"White Ghost did make a mistake first and offended Mr. Tang, but he has already been punished. Can you show mercy and forgive him this time?"
The Baroness opened the sake in front of her, picked up the bottle, and filled a glass with wine.
He came in front of Boss Tang, squatted down, looked up at Boss Tang, and under his black-rimmed glasses were a pair of charming eyes.
Tang Song lowered his head and could see her white neck and breasts at a glance.
I have to say that this posture can really stimulate a man's desire to conquer.
Tang Song blew a smoke ring at the Baroness, and the white smoke obscured the Baroness's vision.
She knelt on the ground, holding her hands in a toasting position.
When I looked up, I could only see Boss Tang's face vaguely visible in the smoke.
Just like the faces of the statues of gods and Buddhas in the smoke of incense in the temples she had seen in the East.
Mystery inspires awe.
It’s not that she has to come and ask this Asian for help, but after going to Nublar Island, White Ghost has fallen into a coma.
Their medical staff's test results showed that everything was normal, but they tried many methods, including electric shock and acupuncture, but could not wake up the white ghost.
We are going to set off for Antarctica early tomorrow morning. If the White Ghost doesn't wake up, there will be no way to explain to Charles Weiland.
After consulting the commander, the Baroness decided to come to Tang Song and surrender so as to awaken the White Ghost.
The Baroness knelt on the ground, waiting for Tang Song's reply.
A hand brushed across her face and white neck. She trembled and subconsciously turned her body.
However, thinking of her purpose, she suppressed the discomfort in her body and let Tang Song's hand slide around her neck.
But unlike what she imagined, Tang Song's hand slid across her neck for a moment, and did not move up or down, but stopped on a button-like device on her neck.
Tang Song's fingers gently tapped the button.
The baroness, who had been maintaining a shy expression, felt as if someone had pinched her vital points. Her body twisted quickly like a snake and she jumped up.
Two fingers pierced directly into Tang Song's eyes.
"interesting!"
Looking at the expressionless Baroness, Tang Song took a puff of his cigar and a puff of white smoke came out of his mouth.
The white smoke changed in the air and turned into smoke-like ropes, tying up the woman who was in a frenzy.
Ta-ta-ta…
At this time, Fox, who had just finished washing up, walked out of the bathroom wearing the same bathrobe as Boss Tang, looking tired.
Seeing the Baroness tied up in the tortoise shell position, Fox smiled and walked behind Boss Tang, wrapping his arms around his neck.
Tang Song patted Fox's arm and hooked his finger, and the controller on the Baroness's neck flew directly into his palm.
The button-sized metal controller has some green liquid in the lower part and three tiny hollow spikes at the bottom.
"Boss, what is this?"
Fox put his head on Tang Song's shoulder, and his hair fell on Tang Song like a waterfall.
The scent of shampoo filled Tang Song's nostrils.
"Some kind of control device. Judging from her appearance, this thing should be able to suppress people's emotions and affect their nerves!"
After the Cobra controller was removed, the Baroness's expression became distorted and she struggled, like a person trapped in a nightmare trying to struggle to wake up.
“Woo woo!”
The Baroness shook her head when she regained consciousness. She felt that she could not move at all. Even her mouth was tied by a rope made of white smoke.
She barely turned her head and saw herself hanging in the air.
On the sofa below, a man and a woman were **************
… … …
San Jose Airport at night.
A private jet was parked on the runway.
Several Hummers escorting several trucks stopped in front of the cargo hold of the passenger plane.
A dozen mercenaries were busy carrying supplies onto the plane.
The ground staff and airport security personnel in the distance had already disappeared without a trace.
So even though the wooden boxes that the mercenaries were carrying onto the plane had obvious gun markings on them, no one paid any attention.
"Wait a minute!"
As Charles Wieland's number one bodyguard, the big black man watched the mercenaries carrying supplies onto the plane.
When the big black man saw several mercenaries in camouflage uniforms carrying several incubators carelessly, he stopped them.
He walked straight up to several mercenaries and opened an incubator, which contained dinosaur eggs the size of ostrich eggs.
"These are fragile items, please handle them with care and keep them separately!"
After the big black man checked several incubators and confirmed that the dinosaur eggs in the boxes were all intact, he gave instructions to several mercenaries.
In the early hours of the morning, the big black man watched the plane roar into the clouds, then got in the Hummer and returned to the hotel where Charles Weiland was staying.
As the boss of a world-renowned multinational group, Charles Weiland naturally stayed in a five-star hotel.
"Boss, all the stuff has been shipped away!"
It was late at night, but Charles Weiland did not sleep. Instead, he sat in a wheelchair, looking at the night view outside the window.
The big black man carefully came up behind him and reported the progress to him.
"There was a conflict between Cobra's people and Tang's people?"
As a man over 90 years old, Charles Weiland is thin and his face is covered with age spots, but his eyes reflected in the glass are still bright.
"Yes, boss. The white-robed ninja is still in a coma. Do we need to mediate?"
The big black man was a little confused about his boss' intention, so he carefully asked for his opinion.
"Haha, no need. It's a good opportunity to see their strength. If they are really useless, there is no need to bring them with us on this trip to Antarctica!"
Charles Weiland did not take the small, shady organization like Cobra seriously.
The reason why we brought Cobra's mercenaries this time was because they came to us asking for cooperation.
The big black man stood with his hands down, quietly listening.
"Jacob, you have seen them. What do you think of their strength? Can they handle the crisis in the pyramid?"
Charles Weiland turned his wheelchair, turned his head and looked at the big black man and asked.
The black man Jacob thought for a moment and replied, "Among the Cobra mercenaries you found, the White Ghost is a good one, but the others are barely adequate!"
"Oh? What about Don? How are he and his people?" Charles Weiland became interested.
He knew his bodyguard. Besides being a mutant, he was also proficient in strange African witchcraft, especially in his sixth sense, which was as sensitive as a beast.
"It's very dangerous. The people he brought with him gave me an extremely dangerous feeling!"
Jacob's face was a little serious: "Boss, especially him, in my perception, he is no different from ordinary people! However, judging from the unconscious White Ghost, he is a very dangerous person!"
"Danger!?" Charles Wieland repeated Jacob's words, his skinny hand stroking the handle of the wheelchair.
"With him, can we deal with those iron-blooded aliens?"
"It's difficult," Jacob shook his head. "Boss, these Iron Blood Warriors' technology is obviously capable of interstellar travel.
If it's still the same close combat as before or they only use shoulder cannons and simple stealth equipment, then there will be no problem!"
"I'm worried that after our last ambush, these Iron-Blooded Warriors won't challenge this kind of trial again.
If they use the alien weapons on board, we won't stand a chance of winning!"
"Boss, I suggest that we stick to the original plan and get to the bottom of the pyramid as quickly as possible to take out what you want, and try not to alert those Iron-Blooded Warriors!"
"Okay, I get it! You go down first!" After listening to Jacob's words, Charles Weiland reached out and rubbed his eyebrows.
Jacob bowed to Charles, turned and walked out the door, closing it gently.
Inside the presidential suite, Charles Wieland, who was alone, sat in a wheelchair. He reached out and pulled out a silver necklace from his neck. One end of the necklace was a hollow red gem. The inside of the gem was hollow and filled with blood-red liquid.
Charles Wieland held the gem in his hand with an extremely conflicted expression on his face. He held the red gem in his hand for more than ten minutes before he reluctantly stuffed it back into his collar.
… …
call!
Anna stood up from the bed, gasping for breath, like a fish out of water that was about to die of thirst.
The aches and pains all over her body seemed to remind her of the madness that happened last night.
She endured the pain, found a bathrobe to wrap herself in, stood up and walked out of the bedroom.
"woke up!"
In the small dining room outside the bedroom, Tang Song and Fox were having breakfast.
When Anna came out, Boss Tang was peeling a rice dumpling in his hand.
This is not the Oriental bamboo leaf rice dumpling, but the Costa Rican rice dumpling, a specialty of Costa Rica.
It uses a specially processed, sticky corn flour as its main ingredient.
With chicken, beef, carrots, potatoes, coconut, etc.
The one in Tang Song's hand was poured with beef sauce and wrapped in fresh banana leaves into a flat square shape.
Tang Song has tried two, and they taste pretty good!
"Come, sit down and try this zongzi!"
Looking at Tang Song, who was a stranger yesterday, Anna, who had been released from the Cobra controller, reminded herself that she should be angry at being raped last night.
But looking at the Asians in front of her, she felt a sense of familiarity in her heart!
This is certainly not the reason Zhang Ailing said that Boss Tang took the shortest shortcut, well, at least not entirely.
This is thanks to some of the Hehuan Sect's little tricks. When it comes to seducing the opposite sex, the Hehuan Sect is indeed unique.
Looking at the woman sitting obediently opposite him, Boss Tang handed her the peeled rice dumpling in his hand.
After the meal, Tang Song successfully learned the organizational structure of Cobra from Anna, the former baroness.
Well, the reason why I said before is because that unfortunate baron, after being used, died tragically at the hands of the White Ghost.
The top power structure of the Cobra organization consists of three people.
The commander's medical officer, Dai Sizhuo, and the former baroness in front of Tang Song.
Among them, Desjo is the CEO of MARS, the largest arms group in Northern Europe that produces extremely high-tech weapons.
This colleague of Tony Stark often instigates wars between countries in Africa and the Middle East, and encourages warmongers to buy their weapons in order to make a fortune from the war.
Compared to Tony Stark, for Destro, war is the most natural way for humans to express their emotions, and it is the best interpretation of the survival of the fittest.
At the same time, Desjo is also one of the founders of Cobra and its largest financier and weapons supplier.
The Commander Medical Officer, whose origins are a mystery even within Cobra, demands absolute loyalty from every soldier to their "common cause" - to rule the world.
According to Anna, this man is cold, obsessive and hates everything;
Cautious and suspicious, he likes to engage in personality cult, so he can often be seen personally leading the charge to expand his influence within the Cobras.
As for Anna herself, she is in charge of Cobra's intelligence department and is also an adjutant to the Cobra commander.
However, it can be seen from that controller that the head of this so-called intelligence department is just a pawn.
"White Ghost was once the most outstanding ninja among the Storm Ninjas. His original intention of joining "Cobra" was to seek revenge.
The commander deceived White Ghost into becoming loyal to him in exchange for revealing the identity of the murderer who killed Uncle White Ghost.
But it's obvious that the commander lied to him!"
As she spoke, Anna subconsciously touched her neck, with undisguised disgust in her eyes.
Due to the fact that she had been controlled by the commander for a long time, she began to hate this organization from the bottom of her heart.
However, Anna still has some friendship with Bai Youling, her former colleague with whom she gets along well.
There was still some meaning of pleading for Bai Youling in her words.
"What's up with those soldiers you brought? They seem to have been through human experiments?"
Tang Song remembered the group of Cobra soldiers he had seen. Their expressions and physical functions were obviously different from those of ordinary people, so he asked Anna.
"It's a nanoworm solution, a product developed by MARS. The commander injected 1,000 milliliters of the nanoworm solution into each of them.
Their cerebral cortex loses its self-defense mechanism, and they lose their sense of pain and fear, turning into a group of fearless soldiers!"