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From beginning to end, in the Super Soldier Research Institute, Handsome Tom and Ugly Tom are two people, one is the bad guy and the other is the good guy.
On the one hand, this is for better management, but on the other hand, it is also the result of Handsome Tom's deliberate intention.
He just wants to use this method to strengthen the image of Ugly Tom and make more people subconsciously ignore his status.
The advantage of doing this is that you can hold back and do nothing but make a surprise move.
It now appears that Tom achieved the results he wanted.
But now, the smile at the corner of his mouth is finally no longer the warm one, but a ghostly and bloodthirsty one!
The tip of the knife was dripping with blood. Drops of blood fell on the ground, and blood flowers bloomed. It seemed that the murderous intention in Tom's heart also spread infinitely.
Without looking at the American soldier who was slowly struggling on the ground and losing his life, Tom wiped off the red blood on his saber, turned around and walked towards his own room.
He had already obtained very important information from the mouths of these American soldiers.
There are American soldiers stationed around his room. This news is really crucial.
If you don't know, you are very likely to step directly into the opponent's trap, and it may not be easy to escape.
Now that he knows it, he can plan in advance how to enter his room, which is not difficult for Tom.
Moreover, the surrounding American soldiers had been cleared away directly, and there were no obstacles on the way to their room.
However, Tom also knew very well that he would not have much time left for himself.
There is no way to clean up these corpses. Sooner or later, they will be discovered by people passing by and searching. When the time comes, if you search in this direction, you will definitely find clues. So the best thing now is to leave immediately and enter as quickly as possible. In your own room, when the time comes, it will not be that simple if someone wants to find you or capture you.
On the contrary, for Tom, it is easy to escape!
He put away the saber that wiped off the blood and left quickly along the corridor. Soon there was no trace of Tom!
… …
This time, on the other side.
Zhang Feng sat on the sofa, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and drank slowly.
He held a cigar between his fingers and was smoking happily. A good Cuban cigar can bloom a wonderful taste in your mouth.
He got the cigars from Brownie, so they were naturally top quality.
However, Zhang Feng prefers cigarettes to cigars.
The cigar has a fragrant taste in your mouth. The cigarette enters the lungs and leaves a spicy aftertaste.
There is no better or worse, it's just that everyone's taste is different. Zhang Feng just likes the spicy taste, and the pungent punch is his favorite. It is precisely because of this that he likes slightly inferior cigarettes.
However, you can't find it here at all, so you can only use this cigar as a toothpaste, which is better than nothing.
Speaking of Brownie, he was sitting opposite Zhang Feng, but he was not that comfortable. It could be described as sitting on pins and needles.
Just now, although Zhang Feng had a smile on his face, that smile made him feel cold to the bone.
He had no doubt that if he did something that dissatisfied the other party, Zhang Feng would kill him without hesitation.
He almost only had half of his butt resting on the sofa, and his eyes kept glancing at Zhang Feng timidly.
The most tragic thing was that a shot of undiluted high-alcoholic vodka was poured directly into his stomach, making him very uncomfortable.
No, using uncomfortable to describe it is really inappropriate. It should be very uncomfortable.
The dizziness caused by alcohol made Brownie feel that his whole head was extremely heavy and top-heavy, as if he would fall down at any time.
Fortunately, he was sitting down now. As soon as he stood up, his head would fall directly to the ground.
This is because he likes to drink, drinks frequently, and has a certain tolerance for alcohol. If it were someone who didn't drink often, drinking this way would probably have slipped under the table.
For Brownie, there is another side effect of such drinking that is more uncomfortable than the alcohol, and that is gastric colic.
It was like an electric drill was constantly stirring in my stomach, a heart-piercing pain.
Suffering such severe pain, Brownie wanted to fall down on the sofa and curl up into a ball, which might be more comfortable.
But he didn't dare at all, for fear of offending the man in front of him who smiled happier than anyone else, but who hated Tai Lung more than anyone else.
Give it a try
Brownie didn't want to risk his own life, what if he was offended? His own life may not be saved.
Thinking of this, he was already holding back the severe pain.
As a result, his facial features were all twisted together and he was sweating profusely, making him look like he had just been fished out of the water.
Just when Zhang Feng and Brownie were acting completely different, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Zhang Feng said in a nonchalant manner: "Please come in." Although it was a bird occupying a magpie's nest, the minimum courtesy was still required, so Zhang Feng used the word "please".
A researcher walked in, first glanced at Zhang Feng, who was arrogant and imageless, and then withdrew his timid gaze, looked at Brownie and said: "General, I have an important situation to report to you."
After saying that, he walked towards Brownie. It was obvious that he wanted to tell Brownie alone without letting Zhang Feng hear.
Of course, even if they whispered, Zhang Feng's unusually sharp hearing could still hear them.
However, this is a matter of attitude. He wants Brownie and the researcher to understand who is the host and who is the guest now, and who has the right to decide.
He frowned slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Brownie over there said first: "Just tell me directly, we are now partners with Mr. Tai Lung, and we can completely trust him."
Zhang Feng relaxed his frown and raised his eyebrows. Doesn’t this brownie look stupid? Very aware of current affairs.
Brownie actually didn't want to in his heart, but he had no choice. Who would let his life be held in the hands of the other party
His peripheral vision had been focused on Zhang Feng. He noticed that the latter frowned and spoke immediately. The purpose is to prevent Zhang Feng from opening his mouth, otherwise it will be more difficult to end it.
Now that Brownie has spoken, the researcher said: "General, we have found the trap Tom set in the code of the internal network. We estimate that we will be able to regain control of the network in three minutes!"
"What?"