() "You don't want to tell me, do you think that Apollo is real", Yang Chen stepped forward and said: "Although I have never seen Apollo, I think there should be no such boring in the Lord God Guy, that doesn't make much sense after all."
Christine chuckled and said, "In theory, I don't think Apollo would do that kind of thing. But just listened to the old man's description of the scene where a meteor shower-like flame fell from the sky and bombed the base. It feels a bit like he did."
Yang Chen frowned, "What do you mean?"
Christine blinked playfully, "Apollo guy's artifact can cause similar effects. Of course, the real destructive power will not be that simple."
Yang Chen was taken aback, he didn't expect to say this.
"But...what's going on, I'm not sure if I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I'm not interested in going to Europe. I will know if it is Apollo or not. If you are interested, you can go and take a look. If I remember correctly, it’s almost time for Apollo’s awakening. Maybe Apollo’s brain is overheated. By the way, he always does something extraordinary, that’s true.” Chris After Ting finished speaking, she ran back into the room with a smile.
Yang Chen sighed, and had nothing to say to this woman who hadn't been doing business all day. As for the specific situation in Europe, he didn't care too much. To be honest, as long as it doesn't affect his journey with Lin Ruoxi, even if he waits for them. After leaving Paris, it doesn't matter if Paris is bombed flat.
The time before leaving the country just slipped away, and in a blink of an eye, the calendar had turned to April.
After dinner that night, Huilin immediately rushed back to the company to participate in the production of the new album, and held "meeting meetings" and "song clubs" everywhere, and of course, she must continue to learn new singing and acting skills.
Christine herself is actually a trapeze, and Yang Chen asked her to stay so many days in China. After that night, she returned to the United States early, which made Yang Chen worry early.
After Lin Ruoxi raced against the clock to arrange all the affairs of Zhonghai, the young couple said goodbye to their families briefly, and for the first time boarded an Airbus to Paris, France. All of this was unspeakable in Yang Chen's eyes. After all, the two got a certificate when they got married. There was nothing formal, let alone a "honeymoon". This time I went to Paris, and it was still a romantic city, so I felt a little lighthearted.
Because Lin Ruoxi had money and had nowhere to spend it, coupled with her personality and appearance, it was really not suitable to be with the general public, so the two still booked first-class seats.
First-class on international flights is not comparable to domestic flights, and the price is often a multiple of the price, especially during peak seasons. Therefore, most people who can take the flight are elderly people who have money and have nowhere to spend, and are in poor health.
Of the dozen or so seats in the entire first-class cabin, Yang Chen and Lin Ruoxi were the youngest, and the rest were all white-haired amiable old men.
Lin Ruoxi, who is not at work, wore a black lace-trimmed strapless dress. The low-key luxurious tailoring and simple collocation set off Lin Ruoxi’s cold and arrogant temperament. The snow-white scented shoulders exposed in the air, like the accumulation of snow on the mountain. The snow gleamed with a faint glow in the daylight.
The hair that had been coiled up in the past was also let down, as if the blue silk was scattered on the shoulders, and I could smell the gardenia scent after a long distance. The fragrance was refreshing.
Sitting next to Lin Ruoxi, Yang Chen has to swallow saliva from time to time. It is really his wife is too tempting. If he keeps watching from such a close distance, it seems to be a poison that exudes seductive hormones, which makes people fall into it with difficulty. A kind of whirlpool.
If it weren’t for Lin Ruoxi’s exquisite porcelain-carved face, the unchanging coldness, and glaring at herself from time to time, Yang Chen would have guessed that he would have ignored the old men and grandmothers around him, and pounced on it, no matter what it was. A few first!
I thought this long-distance flight would be boring. After all, I was married and my wife was there. I couldn’t take a flight to molest the stewardess and engage in adult games in the toilet. But he didn't want to, Lin Ruoxi, who went out early in the morning, took off his uniform and put on everyone's daughter-in-law, just fed her eyeballs.
"Do you know that your current expression makes me want to slap you, don't you feel ashamed", Lin Ruoxi moved her mouth slightly, she couldn't stand Yang Chen's hot gaze, it was like Brother Pig coveted NS.
The air conditioner in the plane was always on and it was a little dry. Yang Chen licked his dry lips and smiled shyly: "Isn't this baby Ruoxi, are you pretty? Don't let me take a closer look on weekdays. Let's fly. France has more than half a day, I can see enough."
"You... You are too low-level!" Lin Ruoxi didn't know what to say, and she was really invincible if she was shameless! A red cloud appeared on his pretty face. This guy's cheek was too thick, but somehow his heart was beating hard and he was a little complacent... Too irritating!
At this time, at the two adjacent first-class seats, an elderly white couple looked at Yang Chen with a smile and said a few words in French.
Although Lin Ruoxi can speak English and some common Japanese and Spanish, she doesn't know anything about French. It seems that the couple is discussing the two of them. It doesn't seem like saying bad things, but she is always curious. Thinking of the man next to him, he seems to understand everything. I couldn't help asking softly, "What did you say to the old man?"
Yang Chen's gaze was staring at the hazy and fullness on Lin Ruoxi's chest. Hearing Lin Ruoxi's question, he said in a half-drunken state: "The old lady said, they are really a happy young couple... The old man said, I thought Chinese people would compare Conservative, but it seems to be as romantic as we French. It’s nice to be young..."
romantic!
Lin Ruoxi almost rolled her eyes in a very feminine manner. This guy stared at her chest with a shy face like a pig. It would be nice not to slap him by herself. This can be called romance!
"Are you translating indiscriminately and bullying me that I don't understand French?" Lin Ruoxi whispered angrily.
Yang Chen laughed and said, "Am I so boring? If it is really messy translation, I will definitely translate and say... Well, this girl is so beautiful, and she matches this guy so well, she is a perfect match, yes, it must be. This girl is chasing the man. See how masculine this young man is. At first glance, he knows that he is a peerless man..."
"Enough!" Lin Ruoxi was about to collapse, and hurriedly stopped.
Yang Chen hurriedly shut up, raised his eyebrows, and continued to focus on Lin Ruoxi's chest...
Lin Ruoxi raised her left wrist in pain, and an out-of-print ladies watch of Patek Philippe was worn there when she went out. It seems that the design is simple and compact, but it is at a high price comparable to a super sports car.
"It took less than an hour to leave..." Lin Ruoxi sighed after reading the time. When she thought that she would continue to fly with this man for more than ten hours, she wanted to faint...
…
Paris, France, the seventh security bureau, an underground secret base.
The steel door of the main monitoring room slowly opened, and there was a heavy metal crash.
A military uniform, brown-gray hair, and short stature, Deppney walked up to the commanding platform with a sullen face. Below, was a large fluorescent screen and a technical agent who quickly tapped the keyboard with his hands.
Dipney moved his gaze slowly, and after sweeping around the huge monitoring center, he snapped a finger with his right hand.
An attendant stepped onto the command platform from the lower platform, and bowed his head respectfully, "Director, what's your order."
"Where's Fodesa," Deppney asked grimly.
"An hour ago, the deputy chief went to meet several leaders of supernatural organizations and mercenaries from South America and West Asia, and I believe they will return soon," the attendant replied respectfully.
Deppney's face became even more ugly, "Huh, he is really leisurely, meeting the leaders of foreign underground organizations, is this what he did..."
At this time, the steel door of the general monitoring room opened again, and a burly, rugged, light-yellow-haired man with a beard in a dark blue military uniform, with an officer's hat in one hand, walked onto the command platform.
Seeing Dipney, the man was stunned for a while, and then he immediately gave a standard military salute. A pair of gray eyes showed a somewhat tough look, "Director, Verdesa reports to you."
"Where did you go?" Depu Nila asked in a voiceless voice.
Fodessa Zheng Sheng replied: "Go to the hotel where the VIPs of the secret meeting are located, and secretly receive the leader of the Jaguar mercenary group and the representatives of the Death Sea supernatural organization..."
Before Fodessa finished his report, Dipney suddenly turned and kicked!
"boom!"
Dippney, who originally looked ordinary, burst out with incomparable strength, and with a gust of leg wind, he directly knocked the tall Fodessa to the ground!
Fodessa got a kick in his chest and fell to the ground, but he did not dare to stand up and resist, quickly turned over and fell to the ground, bowing his head not to make a sound.
"Meet the representative... Verdesa... You've been able to..." Dipney's eyes widened and his face was a little distorted. "You know... When you met with the representative, I was in the president's office... I was scolded by the president. Shower head!!!"
Facing Dipney's roar, Fodesa stiffened and did not dare to move, and the attendant had long since retired, and the staff under the command platform did not dare to make a sound, working as if they hadn't seen anything.
"Asshole thing, are you really a big man in our seventh game of security!? I tell you! General de Gaulle established the original Central Intelligence Agency, which is now our External Security Bureau, our seventh game, since then There have been countless heroes and countless glory! But! You!! Fodessa! It will definitely not be one of them!"
Deppney rushed forward again and kicked Fodessa's left cheek!
Fodessa let out a muffled groan, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, but did not dare to get up, and continued to kneel down with his head down.
"Fodessa, remember, your ancestors were traitors who betrayed our France and surrendered to Nazi Germany! In your blood, you have the blood of dirty Germans! If it wasn't me who promoted you, you will only But it is the most common field special force, even an officer has no hope for a lifetime! Let alone let you sit on the position of deputy director of the seventh inning!!"
Fodesa's body trembled, and blood dripped from his left cheek to the cold ground, and his voice trembled: "Fordesa, I dare not forget the kindness of the Chief Director for a lifetime."
"Huh!" Dipney squinted his eyes, his gaze swept across Fodessa's body like a blade. No problem at all is allowed, otherwise... I lose my job, and you don't want to live a good life..."