1 The latest news from the Pentagon "Mr. Feng, do you want to inform Brother Thirteen and Mr. Hawke?" Xiao Lai asked cautiously.
All the subordinates of the big shot have disappeared, and their help and prying eyes are not needed here. I just want to sit quietly with Guan Baoling for a while, cherishing the rare reunion, even if we are only separated for twenty minutes.
The phone was on the table. I thought for a moment and dialed Xiao Kereng's number.
Her voice was very calm, with an inexplicable sadness: "Mr. Feng, is there anything you need me to do?"
I replied gently and in a low voice: "Xiao Xiao, I would like to invite you to come to the temple. Su Lun said that I can trust you unconditionally, just like I trust her. I hope you will not disappoint me."
Su Lun came and went, but didn't seem to be of much help to me, and Xiao Lai beside me was not far-sighted enough to be a competent helper, so after much deliberation, only Xiao Kereng could take on this role.
Xiao Ke sneered: "Mr. Feng, it's an honor to have your trust, but I always feel that there is some kind of gap between us, especially Anzi's death, which has accelerated the formation of this gap. At this time, I will leave you with me
Will it cause misunderstanding to Miss Guan?"
As soon as Guan Baoling was mentioned, her breath was immediately filled with a sour taste. She wondered if she was trying to defend Su Lun.
The sound coming from the receiver was very loud, and Guan Baoling naturally heard it clearly, and suddenly sighed in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I never knew... I would cause you so much trouble -"
Her eyelashes fluttered gently again, like delicate butterflies resting on the tips of grass.
I sighed helplessly: "Xiao Xiao, come over and talk in detail. I need your help."
Xiao Kereng agreed softly: "I'll be there in half an hour. Sister Su Lun has new information for you, so I'll send it over together."
After winding up the line, Guan Baoling lowered her head and asked thoughtfully: "Is that Miss Su Lun the confidante you lived with in the desert? As far as I know, there is also an Egyptian female general,
The one named Tie Na is also your good friend, right?"
When she slowly raised her head, the light illuminated her snow-white cheeks bit by bit, like a classic movie slow motion, which made my breathing become unnatural again. She was so beautiful, as if she could not eat anything from this world.
, as pure as a piece of eternal ice, enough to make any man tempted.
"Yes." I knew that such an answer could also misunderstand Guan Baoling.
Guan Baoling gathered up the two locks of hair that fell on her cheeks, and a gentle smile appeared on her face: "What a coincidence. Before coming to Hokkaido, a Hong Kong director planned to make a movie about your experience in the Egyptian pyramids.
An adventure movie invited me to play the female lead, Suellen. Do you think I can play it well?"
I laughed loudly: "It's impossible. You have a noble temperament like a royal princess. How can you play the role of an agile master of martial arts? No, no, no, you are completely different from her. Even if you do it reluctantly, the audience will be disappointed.
disappointment--"
When I said this, it suddenly dawned on me. In fact, I knew very well that Su Lun and Guan Baoling were two completely different types of girls. It was absolutely impossible for me to like one and not let go of the other. Otherwise, I would just be self-conscious.
Asking for hardship.
Guan Baoling smiled faintly: "Really? In your heart, do I really look like a princess? Or am I Cinderella who can only be a princess before the clock strikes midnight?"
For a moment, I thought of Tycoon again at an inappropriate time - "If such a big thing happens, Tycoon will receive the news as soon as possible. Will he come to pick up Guan Baoling in person? I'm afraid there won't be any time left for her and me.
Just three more nights, and then we'll be separated forever, right?"
I wiped my face and concealed my melancholy thoughts with a smile: "How can you be Cinderella? I believe billions of men around the world treat you as a princess in their hearts. Especially your fans, they are even more proud of you.
crazy--"
Xiao Lai asked for instructions again outside the door: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Yingdao wants to see you."
I nodded to Guan Baoling: "I'm going out for a while. I'm in the yard. If anything unusual happens, just call me." In fact, I have always had a heavy foreboding, worried that the weak Guan Baoling would be hurt again. I was immersed in
Men in love are like this. They are afraid that the person they love will be wronged, and they give them thousands of warnings for this purpose.
"I know, don't worry." She fluttered her long eyelashes, stood up with a smile showing her white teeth, and let the light cast her figure on the sliding door.
The yard was dark, and Ying Dao looked a little anxious, but as the bodyguard captain of a big shot, he could finally keep his composure and waited quietly for me to come out. Then he went back and closed the door before whispering: "
Mr. Feng, the investigation at the scene of the car accident revealed that the brake system had been tampered with, and all the hydraulic oil responsible for braking was gone, so the car fell off the cliff."
He pinched his phalanges hard and made a dull sound of "Gruck, Grudge".
I suddenly felt a little funny. The car was Guan Baoling's special car brought by Kenny. After arriving at Fengcut Temple, the driver never got out of the car. From the beginning to the end, outsiders had no chance to approach the car alone. So, who drained the hydraulic oil?
of?
Thinking of the rapid footsteps outside the wall, Yingdao sped up his words: "Both the driver and the dead young man have a tooth mark on their Adam's apple. Mr. Feng must also know what this means. In view of this situation, the big shot must first
After leaving Fengqiao Temple for a while, he asked me to hand this over to you——"
Ying Dao held a sparkling gold coin in his hand and slowly handed it over.
"This can mobilize the police mobile units of the three small cities south of Fengqie Temple into emergency battles. It is the authoritative token of the big shot. I hope Mr. Feng will keep it well. The big shot wants me to tell you that he will treat you as one of his own, regardless of whether he takes it or not.
Get the 'Wrath of the Sun' forever."
He took a step back, bowed deeply and respectfully, quickly turned around and walked out.
In the distance, the helicopter had started, and the roar of the propellers cut into pieces this supposedly peaceful night in the barren mountains.
The tooth mark represents the reappearance of the fanged demon. The big man values his life very much, so he will leave in a hurry. A few minutes later, three helicopters took off one after another, flying towards the south with their night lights flashing.
"I hope the helicopter hasn't been tampered with by the mysterious person, otherwise..." I sneered, looking up at the helicopter that gradually disappeared into the night. Guan Baoling was able to survive a car accident after falling off a cliff. I wonder if big shots can also do this?
A near miss?
I raised my arms and breathed in the cold air, believing that Xiao Kereng would arrive soon.
Xiao Lai's face was full of confusion, but I was not in the mood to answer his questions. The less I knew about the Fang Demon, the lower the level of panic would be.
"Mr. Feng, since the big shot has left, do you want to send a few brothers from the Gunslingers Association to serve as guards? I always feel that this ancient temple is filled with ghosts, and I feel uncomfortable all over -" He looked towards the dark pavilions around him.
The shadow kept patrolling, his hands always in his trouser pockets, and the gun never left his hand.
Looking northwest from the yard, you can see the corner of the three-story building of the Sutra Pavilion. The book seems to have become the key to solving the puzzle. The "Biluo Huangquan Sutra" stolen by the tiger in the desert is on the second floor of Xunfu Garden.
The books in the library, the books in the Sutra Pavilion... Unfortunately, the changes that followed made me unable to calm down and read the books.
Xiao Lai was still waiting for my answer. I thought for five minutes before slowly shaking my head: "No need. The current operations of the Gunslingers Association in Japan are always under surveillance by the special police. They have entered Fengge Temple.
, will only hinder bad things. Some things will be more difficult to handle with more people. Wait until Miss Xiao comes and then make plans."
What I was really thinking about was when to inform the tycoon about Guan Baoling's disappearance in the car accident. If his spy did not notice the car accident in time, at least I could still spend a few more days with Guan Baoling.
How to untie this knot in my heart? I had no clue. I looked around at a loss, but no one could help me sort out my chaotic thoughts.
Xiao Lai nodded silently. He will carry out my orders meticulously. He will not be like Wang Jiangnan last time. He would not care about anything and tell the news directly to the tycoon first, which caused the tension in front of Fengqie Temple.
Confrontation.
"Well, I will cheer up and patrol carefully, just in case something happens -" He did not continue, and flicked the gun handle with his fingers in his trouser pocket, making a crisp "ding" sound.
"The Fang Demon will not give anyone a chance..." Looking at Xiao Lai's back as he left, I couldn't help but worry for him, but in the blink of an eye I was thinking about Guan Baoling who was lucky enough to escape the car accident. The Fang Demon
Happy to be unscathed by the double blow.
With a "chila" sound, the door was opened. Guan Baoling stood in the shadow of the lamp, holding on to the door frame, and asked in a low voice: "Feng, can I come out for some air?"
I like to see her graceful silhouette in the light. Every time I see her, I will be temporarily absent-minded.
"Of course, it's a pity that it's cloudy tonight and the air is too humid." I wanted to hold her arm, but I forced myself to hold it back.
Her long hair was fluttering in the wind, and I suddenly felt something. I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Ms. Guan, the car accident fell off the cliff and the fuel tank exploded. Not even a hair on your head was hurt. It's simply... a miracle on earth. I
I even wonder if you have a divine body to protect you, so you can stand here intact?"
I don’t know what the big shots, Yingdao and the others think, but such a weird situation will definitely cause a lot of headaches for the police responsible for handling traffic accidents.
"Really? Maybe God is just constantly testing me? In just one month after arriving at Fengkeo Temple, I went missing twice and had a car accident. All the plots are more bizarre than a movie script. It's a pity that I don't have a Hong Kong screenwriter.
With their wonderful pens, we can rewrite the ending to be more perfect -" She looked in the direction of the "Tower of the Dead" and suddenly sighed deeply.
That tower witnessed our magical disappearance experience. In the deep underwater world, the strange giant underwater building, the inexplicable red light, and so many weird gear systems, until the mysterious return from the tunnel in the end
In the real world, everything is shocking and unbelievable.
"Feng, tell me, if we climb to the top of the tower again, will we re-enter that mysterious world?" She held her hair that fell to her chest, showing a sad expression.
I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head silently in protest.
This kind of experience, once is enough. If it were not for the final magical escape, by this time we would probably have become corpses in a glass box. How could we still be in the mood to talk and look forward to the future?
"I just want to say that I like the feeling of being with good friends and going through hardships together, a bit like when I was a child and my mother depended on each other and supported each other. So, I hope we can become good friends -" Guan Baoling said thoughtfully.
The expression on his face made me obsessed for no reason.
Things are unpredictable. If it weren't for the mountain of Tycoon standing between us, the two of us would have become close lovers by now, right?
When I thought of the tycoon's army pressing down on the country and their aggressive momentum, I suddenly felt a surge of impulsiveness and irritability. I wanted to take off all my clothes and let out this vigorous and depressing energy.
"I am very grateful to Mr. Ye. He took me out of the slums, sent me to college, and entered the film and television industry. Until today. Without him, I would still be Cinderella in the dark corner of the slums, like all girls from poor families.
, poor and destitute, finishing his life in a hurry. Feng, if you have never experienced the hopeless and miserable days, you will not understand my surprise when I met him..."
I tried my best to control my emotions and gave a cold "hum". I have heard the fairy tale of Cinderella and Prince Charming more than a thousand times, but "Prince Charming" like the tycoon is too old.
, there is no match for Guan Baoling, who is as young and bright as a flower.
Everyone has their own painful experience. After my elder brother disappeared, when I tossed and turned in bed every night and examined my loneliness, who could understand it?
Guan Baoling had a bitter smile on her face, and it was obvious that the painful experiences she suffered as a child had left a deep mark on her heart.
"Feng, if possible, please be friends with Mr. Ye. You are both top masters in the world. He admires you very much and has been following you through Mr. Scalpel's channels. He has mentioned your name in front of me several times.
——”
I understood what she meant. She wanted to try her best to build a bridge of communication between me and the tycoon. However, her efforts were in vain. According to my life principles, I will never get ahead by relying on a woman's relationship.
Another gust of wind blew, and she tightened her fox fur and shivered slightly.
I stared at her profile and sighed with regret in my heart: "Such a good girl, it's a pity that we met too late!"
"Feng, I -" She raised her head again to say something, soft waves surging deep in her eyes, but Xiao Kereng strode in, which surprised her slightly, she quickly shut up and rubbed her hands.
He raised his palms in front of his face and breathed out.
She must have some secret in her heart that she wants to tell me. I have seen this kind of hesitation in speaking more than once.
I frowned slightly, not wanting Xiao Kereng to see through my thoughts, and immediately put on a smile: "Xiao Xiao, you came so quickly, thank you for your hard work."
Xiao Kereng held a stack of fax paper in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, without any apology for interrupting our conversation: "Mr. Feng, this is the information and phone records sent by Sister Su Lun. It is very urgent. I hope you can
Can you take a look right away?"
She glanced at Guan Baoling's face coldly, raised the corner of her mouth, and showed an extremely forced smile, which was regarded as a greeting. A man and a woman alone, alone in the middle of the night, are most likely to make her have ambiguous associations, even if Guan Baoling and I have never done anything.
, this false reputation is firmly guaranteed.
I took the information and flipped through it. Almost every page involved the word "big killer", and it was associated with many names of countries, places, and political forces. It looked like a formal military intelligence.
Summary.
"You guys talk, I'll go back to the room first." Guan Baoling smiled decently, nodded generously to me and Xiao Kereng respectively, slowly entered her room, and closed the door behind her.
Her shadow was projected on the paper door, creating a strangely beautiful silhouette, which made my mood soar with every move of the shadow.
Xiao Kereng coughed twice in dissatisfaction and stamped his feet anxiously: "Mr. Feng, these information-"
I came back to my senses and took her into my room while quickly flipping through the information. There were eleven pieces of paper in total, the first ten were a black and white copy with the word "Top Secret" on it, and a drawing in the upper right corner.
Wearing a long-handled hair comb with scrawled handwriting. The content in it is no less than a fantasy to ordinary people. It probably means this - "According to the investigation, the Iraqi side does have a 'big killer weapon'.
It's just that due to the imperfection of technical means, it has not yet evolved to the point where it can be directly involved in the war between the two armies. Its power is by no means inferior to the "nuclear button" owned by the president, and it can repeatedly destroy the huge territory of the former Soviet Union.
Fifteen times. Of course, everything is only in data calculation