This is the first time in so many years that Li Andong has seen Zhe Li look like this, but compared to his status as a cIa peripheral agent, Zhe Li's seriousness comes from the cIa special service team, whether it is authority, relationship, business They are all hardened by more than a little bit. In a sense, Zhe Li can also be regarded as half of his boss.
"I've been following this mission from the beginning to the present for so many years, and it's coming to an end soon, and I can't neglect it. Dude, we've been in contact for so long, you know my (English)"
After all, after so many years of licking blood, Li Andong is very clear about whether the gun on his head has real killing intent.
"Ha...then you should also know me (English)"
Zhe Li stared at Li Andong coldly, as if a lion was coveting its prey that could not resist.
"There must be an important matter at the mountain pass that was temporarily delayed. We originally agreed to contact the information tonight, but there has been no movement (English)"
"It's better like this (English)"
Seeing Li Andong who swallowed Gulu, Zhe Li drew back the pistol contentedly.
"This operation is already on the verge of this time, and everything is ready. In fact, you don't have to be like this, bro. The obsession on the mountain pass is stronger than your old man's (English)"
"Get rid of this woman, it looks like pork that hasn't left the factory, I really don't know how you can get a dick (English)"
Li Andong raised his eyebrows in embarrassment, then watched the lion turn and leave after hunting, and couldn't help but let out a long breath in his heart.
Looking at the cards covered on the table in front of him, the gold-rimmed glasses couldn't help but gritted his molars. The sudden appearance of the situation was something he never expected.
"I don't know how long you can remain so calm? (English)"
This time it was the strong man who was sitting on the seat, but the middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses sat on the right hand side of the strong man this time.
"What? Is there something wrong with the current situation? (English)"
The sullenness in the strong man's voice could be clearly heard, but the middle-aged man still maintained his due elegance, raised the coffee in his hand and took a sip.
"Drink too much coffee, beware of long nights and dreams (English)"
The brawny man was obviously tired of the other party's attitude, and even the last trace of patience was exhausted.
"It should be you who have long nights and many dreams. After all, watching the fortress that you boast is so strong is easily dismantled by a little ant. That feeling, tsk tsk tsk (English)"
The middle-aged man grinned, and his sarcasm was a little presumptuous, as if he was the only one sitting on the table who was the master.
"What the hell you need to know is that now things are not only messed up by that stinky mouse, but also... Fuck (Ying)" like a coiled dragon coiled around the strong man's neck.
"What else? (English)"
Like a cat teasing a mouse that was cornered and had nowhere to escape, the middle-aged man smiled and asked the strong man "unknowingly".
It seems that this kind of attitude has stimulated the most fragile nerve in the brawny man's brain. His emotions are like a machine being manipulated, and suddenly he calms down, and that style of self-confidence is restored. back to his face.
"Also, we are also considering whether this so-called cooperation is still necessary. You must know that the Red Army is also a good choice (English)"
"Red Army (English)?!"
After a moment of absence, the middle-aged man finally frowned his brows that had been stretched for a long time.
"They are a bunch of lunatics, God! The Asia-Pacific region is not enough for you to toss?! What good will it do you to drag those lunatics from Europe?! (English)"
Following the change in the state of the middle-aged man, the gold-rimmed glasses finally couldn't help but growl in a low voice.
"No, no, I don't think you have figured out the situation yet. Regardless of where you and I, or the Red Army, hang around, isn't that the top sentence? (English)"
The burly man snorted twice, and then looked at the gold-rimmed glasses sitting on his left as if he were looking at a running dog.
"What the fuck did you say?! (English)"
If he still can't feel such a dazzling look of disdain, then his gold-rimmed glasses will really be leucorrhea.
"It's just a fact (English)"
"Fuck!!! (English)"
The gold-rimmed glasses popped up from the seat suddenly, and then he wanted to use his niche-like body to compete with the strong man above.
"Where do you think this is? Hong Kong? Then I might as well tell you again, welcome to America (UK)"
From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at the other party at all, and the strong man just sat there defenseless, with his legs crossed and his face indifferent.
"Oh sorry, even in Hong Kong, I have the final say, right, m? (English)"
It was as if the veil that covered everything was lifted suddenly, and after the strong wind swept through, it was destined to be nothing but ruins. The dark figures of the three people on the table were finally exposed to the light like this.
"Of course, Brad (English)"
After being silent for a long time, Mu Sizhen finally spoke again, but this time, the elegance of the momentary imbalance returned.
"Very well, then I guess you should want to say something now (English)"
"Just pull that thorn out, don't you think so, B"
The eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses were almost narrowed into two crescents, Mudera ordinary people smiled and looked at Brad who seemed to be aloof.
"Is it a thorn? Or? (English)"
Brad said, and then the index finger and middle finger of his right hand climbed to the brow of his forehead, and he nodded casually and naturally twice.
"Hahahaha, Brad, you are still so humorous (English)"