The CEO of Slutty Killer

Chapter 8: Unfathomable

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When Luo Ye walked downstairs with his luggage, Victoria's driver was already standing in front of the extended Lincoln car, waiting for him respectfully.

Seeing Luo Ye's big and small bags hanging up, the driver was shocked for a moment, and then cautiously opened his mouth and said, "Ye..."

"Don't," Luo Ye put down his luggage and waved his hand. "It's only the second time to meet. Don't call me Lord, but Brother."

The driver swallowed obviously in his throat, "Yes, Brother Luo." He remembered that the group of small-eyed punks called "Ye Luosha" this way. At the time, he was quite disdainful, but now, he thinks he can call this The top killer among Chinese descent is "Brother Luo", and he is really lucky.

Luo Ye smiled openly, "Hey~ Are you a wild species?"

The driver was taken aback, "How do you know?"

If others hear Luo Ye’s words, they will think he is cursing, but the driver knows what Luo Ye’s words mean—

Wild Species is the designation of the Israeli Special Forces.

The unit was formally established in 1957 and is directly under the Israeli General Staff. It is known as the "Pride of the Nation". Their main mission is to engage in tactical reconnaissance, intelligence collection and hostage rescue. Its combat skills and combat effectiveness are all models of the world's military.

In the world ranking of special forces, this special forces ranks only sixth, far inferior to the famous Delta Force and SEALs in the United States, and even has a tendency to be overtaken by the special forces of the Chengdu Military Region of China under the designation of the Southwest Falcon. But anyone who has trained in special forces knows that this ranking is not fair to wild species.

Because the missions performed by the wild species are secret, and their actions are extremely secretive, it is usually difficult for the outside world to get news of this force. In the world ranking of special forces based on their record, the ranking of wild species is of course a disadvantage. But one thing is that, whether it is the Delta Force or the SEAL, there are wild instructors, and the special team members trained by the wild must be the best.

As the special forces with the highest elimination rate in the world, its selection rate is only 10%. Out of every one hundred qualified special forces, only ten can become true wild species. Many young people are proud of joining the wild. In training, the trainees must challenge their own limits, and if they do not perform well, they will be eliminated immediately; the “individual heroes” who perform well but cannot cooperate with other players will also be eliminated. This is a great challenge to mental abilities and extreme abilities. Only after obtaining a wing-shaped medal that symbolizes passing training can one become an official team member.

Strictly speaking, the driver is not a wild species team member, but he is indeed trained by a special instructor dispatched by wild species. This piece of history is sealed in his top-secret files, even the hostess Victoria he served does not know. Therefore, when Luo Ye said that he was trained as a wild species, he was shocked.

"Don't have a dry stool expression." Luo Ye squatted down with a smile and lit a cigarette. "The way you swing your arms when you walk is very similar to that of wild animals. You can't hide this."

The former special team member, who was nearly two meters tall and a head taller than Luo Ye, felt even shorter than Luo Ye, who was squatting on the ground. He involuntarily wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and he began to understand why "Night Rakshasa" would be the top ten killer in the world.

"Brother Luo, you are right. I have indeed been trained in the wild." Without telling lies in front of a real person, the driver knew that he could not fool Luo Ye. He introduced himself: "My Chinese code name is Tiger Bear, and I am currently working in the Asia-Pacific Division of the CIA, under the direct leadership of Miss Victoria." The Chinese name Tiger Bear was taken by Victoria, but it fits his body and momentum very well.

Luo Ye stood up satisfied with satisfaction, "I heard that wild species can run very well," he slowly found a dollar from his shriveled wallet, "Go to the buns around the corner that bought me two leek stuffing, I After tossing all morning, I haven't eaten a bite of rice yet."

Even Tiger Bear himself didn’t know how to take the crumpled dollar. He just remembered to run away. When he stopped panting and took the dollar to the breakfast shop owner’s counter, the boss paid it back. Thought he was here to rob.

"Two steamed buns!" Huxiong's eyes widened, "I want leek stuffing!"

The boss tremblingly packed two cages of steamed buns, and sent them to Tiger Bear like a plague god, "Big Brother, give it away, give it away."

Huxiong was also welcome, grabbed the buns, and ran away like the wind.

"Walk slowly," the boss yelled politely to the tower-like figure: "Welcome again—"

The lady boss on the side knocked her rolling pin on the back of the boss' head, "Come again? You have to pee in your pants pocket again!"

In less than three minutes, Tiger Bear settled in front of Luo Ye like a cannonball.

Luo Ye smiled and held the buns, "Yes, not bad. With this result, you are really too talented to mix with that bad lady in Victoria."

Huxiong's heart moved, "Then how can I give full play to my strengths?"

Luo Ye said with a serious face: "I'll show you a clear path. It's a pity that you don't do express delivery because of your leg strength. The development of Jinghua City is so fast, and the four modernizations are just around the corner. It is just you who are capable young When the NPC showed its feet, hey, would you like to have a bun? By the way, the boss seems to have given me a few more today—"

Huxiong almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood. Let the dignified cia agent come to China to run express delivery? Had he not confirmed that this young man with green leek leaves on his teeth was "Ye Luosha," he would have thought he had run into a madman.

He has always been unsmiling, and naturally he is not used to joking with Luo Ye. He cleared his throat and replied in a serious manner: "Brother Luo, I don't eat leeks."

Luo Ye smiled, "Leek is a natural aphrodisiac. How can men not eat leeks? Didn't your Israeli instructor tell you about it?"

Huxiong touched his cold forehead, "Have you talked about it? Theory lessons have always been my weakness..." He didn't remember that the crop of leek was also produced in Israel—

"Come on," Luo Ye stuffed the remaining leek buns into Tiger Xiong's hands, "Zhuang Zhuang, you can use it when Brother takes you to take a bath in a few days."

Huxiong wrinkled his nose and smelled the leeks. He repeatedly fought fierce thoughts in his heart, and finally said with difficulty, "Brother Luo, that, I have already had breakfast..."

Luo Ye smiled like a flower, "Have you had lunch?"

"No..." Tiger Xiong swallowed his throat, and it seemed that this meal of leek buns was inevitable. He frowned, carefully squeezed a bun, closed his eyes, and threw the hot bun into his mouth with a mentality of testing poison.

"Very well, after eating my buns, you must feel that you are not worthy of it. Why don't you help me move these treasures to your car." Luo Ye's expression of trickery finally succeeded, and tears flowed into his heart with complacency. Said Tiger Bear.

Huxiong said sadly: "Brother Luo, you said it earlier! I was here to help you move things..."

Luo Ye paused, and said in annoyance: "I'm also worried that you will just stand up and don't want to join hands. Well, this time, I wasted a leek bun."

Tiger Bear wanted to spit out the steamed bun on the spot and return it to "Ye Luosha", but in the end he held it back rationally. He glanced at the "garbage dump" and quickly turned off the topic, "Do you have to move these rags?" He saw a lot of obsolete daily necessities, and commented: "These can be thrown away and bought new. That's it."

"Why throw it away?" Luo Ye said with an unhappy expression: "I am used to old things. Old things show that they are safe."

Huxiong took a breath of air, and he immediately understood that this was a common problem with professional killers. What they care about is not whether it is clean or beautiful, but whether it is safe or not. The more he has used things, the more familiar Luo Ye is, and the more familiar he is, the more he can feel whether he has been manipulated or not—it really is a killer, even if he doesn't wash his hands, he still maintains this habit.

After trying to understand this, Tiger Bear nodded seriously, "Brother Luo, I will move now." This is his advantage. Although he doesn't talk much, he does things quickly. He quickly and smoothly stacked Luo Ye's "babies" neatly on the back seat of the extended Lincoln.

In the process of moving, there was a detail that caught his attention.

Luo Ye has many books. From astronomy and geography to local customs, including "The Count of Monte Cristo", "A Brief History of Time", "Monarchy", "Tongzhi Tongjian", etc., it covers everything and everything. But there is no "yellow book" alone.

As a prodigal son who keeps picking up girls every day and can make a cold-blooded woman like Victoria show water and tenderness, it seems a bit too unreasonable.

Maybe this is the inscrutable nature of "Night Rakshasa". To confuse the people with the worldly methods, but holding the harvesting blade that others can't see...

After everything was properly set up, Tiger Xiong closed the car door, and Luo Ye sat in his "baby" and watched emotionally at the place where he lived for more than four years.

Tiger Bear knows that when a killer chooses a place to hide, he will consider it very well, such as how to hide, how to retreat, etc. Presumably this place must have been carefully selected by the "Night Rakshasa", so he will reveal it. Nostalgia.

"Brother Luo," Tiger Xiong said relievedly: "The new residence that Miss Victoria has found for you is very good in all aspects. It faces Xiushui Commercial Street and is backed by the U.S. Embassy. I believe it can meet your requirements—"

Luo Ye shook his head, "Can Xiushui Street compare to this? Find a hair salon that goes one hundred meters to the left, and a sauna one hundred meters to the right, and a place with such a cheap rent. Do you know how much effort I put on? —Do you know what makes me most reluctant?"

Tiger Bear pricked his ears, "What is it?"

"Magazine." Luo Ye sighed quietly, "I have left all the pornographic magazines I have accumulated for many years to Xiaodong, hoping that he can study hard and become a good man with excellent skills in the future..."

Huxiong's mouth pursed into a tight flat line. He started the engine and stepped on the accelerator.