Chapter 1600 Prepare to set off

"Miss Misha, this is what General Marshall told me to give you."

As the officer spoke, he handed a kraft paper bag to Misha, which must have been filled with reporter certificates and other items.

"It's trouble."

Misha expressed her gratitude in a gentle tone.

"The general told me that after you receive the item, you can set off and he is waiting for your good news."

"yes."

Soon the officer turned around and left, Misha closed the door, walked to the bed, sat cross-legged, and opened the kraft paper bag.

It not only contains a reporter's certificate, air ticket, entry and exit certificate, but also has two bottles of poison, a mini pistol, a folding dagger, and other items. Although it is a variety of items, each can be used.

It seems that General Marshall has really tried his best to kill Ye Fan.

"What is this?"

Misha also found something extremely special in the kraft paper bag.

That is a piece of tulle, slender, and small pants with a size of a palm, with exquisite design and sexy design, which makes male animals unable to control immediately when they see this.

The color of the pants is the charming and provocative purple, or the lace-silk!

Seeing this, Misha was amazed and embarrassed.

What is General Marshall doing? Is it really hinting that she wants to use beauty tricks to seduce the other party when necessary?

Even if this beauty trick is a task that must be performed, she has not given such a thing, so she can carry it with her.

After all, although Misha doesn't have a boyfriend, it doesn't affect her dress.

This girl has a characteristic, that is, she wears her outerwear very ordinary, and she is at most fashionable attire in her spare time and will never be out of style.

But the ones wearing various sexy objects with many colors, her preferences are mainly three colors, namely black, purple and red.

Black represents coldness, sexyness, purple represents enchanting, and red indicates passion.

In Misha's bedroom, facing the bedside, there is an oversized wall mirror.

She likes to wear sexy clothes and admire herself, after all, she has no boyfriend.

It’s a pity that she is not at her home now, otherwise Misha would have chosen her clothes to bring with her.

It seems that the one that Marshall gave her was left behind.

In fact, Misha was very sexy at the moment, with her fluffy blonde hair, full of gold, falling on her white shoulders, making people unable to help but feel the urge to walk up and hug her tightly, and then caress her blonde hair.

Although she was wearing pajamas, her beautiful figure was still visible and vaguely visible.

Misha looked at the air ticket again. It was two hours before the flight time of the plane. Since it took some time to go to the airport, it was impossible to delay.

So Misha stood up, took off her pajamas, changed into her top, and put on a pair of super high black high heels.

The high heels are more than ten centimeters tall and thick-soled. When standing on them, people look taller.

Misha's net height is only 1.68 meters tall. Against the backdrop of these high heels, she looks like a model and is very eye-catching.

Of course, these shoes are not as simple as sexy, but have hidden mystery.

It turns out that each shoe with high heels is equipped with a small drawer underneath, so you can easily pull it open and close it without taking off your shoes.

There are many tools that can be hidden in high heels, and they can escape security checks safely and safely.

Misha opened the sole of the shoe, then put the micro pistol, a folding dagger and two small bottles of poison into the left and right shoes, and then closed it. From the appearance, there was no abnormality.

It can be said that no one except herself could detect the clues of this pair of shoes.

Misha also has a natural advantage, with outstanding face and a hot figure. Often, security checkers are only attracted by her devilish figure and sexy upper body, and will not notice the problem with her shoes.

After hiding close-up weapons and two bottles of poison, Misha began to tidy up her suitcase, then washed up and left the residence.

She wore a tight black dress, a V-shaped collar and a tight skirt at the back, which instantly made her the focus of attention on the street.

While waiting for a taxi on the roadside, all kinds of men came up to chat with Misha from time to time and were rejected.

Even before getting on the car, a strong man shamelessly reached out to Misha's shoulder, but was kicked by the latter to the weakest and fatal place of the man, curled up with his body and held the injured part with his hands, humming in his mouth.

Taxi, security hall, cabin...

As time goes by, Misha's location changes constantly. Two hours later, she appeared in the cabin of the plane that was about to take off.

Since there was only one passenger in front, back and left and right, Misha took out Ye Fan's information and browsed it carefully.

To be honest, if it weren't for the orders from the superiors, she wouldn't have to bear to carry out the assassination mission on Ye Fan.

After all, this young man is still young, at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and she is almost the same as her younger brother. How can I bear to assassinate a minor by myself?

What's more, Ye Fan is also the winner of the Nobel Peace Prize, making outstanding historical contributions to peace in some parts of Asia and even the world.

He is a glorious warrior, but once he succeeds in assassinating Ye Fan, he becomes a sinner.

Inexplicably, this feeling surged in my heart. Misha always felt that she was not performing a task, but committing a crime.

Her thoughts couldn't help but become confused, and a face of a boy of similar age as Ye Fan could not help but pop out in her mind.

That was her younger brother. When she was sixteen years old, she was inexplicably killed. The reason why Misha chose to join the army was to have the ability to avenge her younger brother in the future.

Misha was filled with endless sadness about her brother's death. Whenever she thought of it, her heart would be stabbed by a knife.

She thought to herself that if Ye Fan had a sister, she would definitely be heartbroken after learning about the death of the Chinese boy.

"Click!"

A drop of crystal tears fell from the corner of Misha's eyes, wetting Ye Fan's information documents, allowing her to calm down, wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes, and then put the documents away.

At this time, the news of Ye Fan receiving the Nobel Peace Prize was being played in the cabin TV. Many passengers were watching and praised Ye Fan and praised him endlessly.

A middle-aged foreigner couldn't help but shout: "Our soldiers didn't know what to eat. They attacked the IC organization for several years, but they did not eliminate it. Instead, they made the terrorist organization grow and become increasingly rampant. Look at Ye Fan, who was young and fearless, took the IC headquarters overnight. It really taught us a good lesson."

Another passenger said: "Yes, terrorist organizations are not scary. What's scary is that our soldiers are timid and do not have the courage and courage to burn their boats like Ye Fan."

"So the Chinese teenager deserves the Nobel Peace Prize."
Chapter completed!