Eight hundred and sixteenth chapter - hegemonic style
In the blink of an eye, the originally extremely dangerous situation was brought under control.
Only one person can achieve an efficiency comparable to a hundred people.
As the door of the villa was pushed open, there was a soft click and a snap on the coffee table in the living room. The coffee cup Lin Mo put down suddenly shattered without warning, and the remaining coffee suddenly flowed all over the table.
With Lin Mo's astonishing performance in front of him, the people in the room, whose nerves were already stretched to the limit, almost jumped out of fright.
"Who is this guy?"
Charlie Mitchell was filled with doubts and confusion in his heart. He had completely overturned the profile information about Maureen sent to him and his partner Alvin Carter by his superiors.
Chinese, male, Han nationality, 24 years old, 175 cm tall, weighing about 65 kg, J-10 fighter pilot, has extremely rich practical experience, decisive temperament, cold-blooded and ruthless, extremely strong individual strength, correspondingly huge appetite, possesses
Tactical armor usage experience cannot be bought with money, and it is semi-immune to hypnosis and vomiting potion.
In the information sent by CIA senior officials to the agents below, Lin Mo's experience of participating in "Abyss Nirvana" and information about the Dragon Knights of the Slan Empire's Royal Dragoon Corps were deliberately omitted. The former was due to authority issues, while the latter was simply too unreliable.
Spectrum.
Finally, an identification note by an intelligence analysis expert stated that he was suspected to be a soldier of the Chinese military who has been undergoing special training since childhood. His current civilian identity is suspected to be disguised. After behavioral analysis of the secretly collected investigation data, his performance before and after joining the army was judged.
If two people have completely different personalities and codes of conduct.
True and false, false and true, no matter how experienced intelligence experts are, they cannot predict all kinds of accidents.
How can scientific analysis methods lead to unscientific accidents?
After Lin Mo entered the house, Alvin Carter felt chills all over his body. He didn't feel it before, but now he felt as if he had seen an extremely terrifying beast that would choose and devour anyone at any time.
Although he held a pistol tightly in his hand, it did not bring him any sense of security. It was a sense of threat like encountering a natural enemy, even if the threat was not directed at him.
Sometimes a kind of aura is not exuded by the person himself, but by other people's self-hypnosis from the heart for no reason.
"There are still twenty-one hours left, Bob. Please pack your bags quickly and arrange a room for us to rest. We will stay here at night. Get more food. I have a big appetite. I need at least one meal."
It’s enough for twenty people. If you go out, you must be accompanied by one of my bodyguards. Finally, Lisa, help me get another cup of coffee, it’s really delicious.”
Lin Mo sat back on the sofa in a leisurely manner, and even his clothes were not too messy.
"Thank you, Mr. Morin!" Lisa looked at the nearly shattered porcelain coffee cup on the coffee table in surprise. She immediately came to her senses, quickly picked it up and replaced it with a cup of steaming, fragrant coffee.
"Thank you, Mr. Morin!"
Bob, the inventor of the "hydrogen and oxygen sharing tank" technology, believed that he owed him a greater favor, and this was a timely help. He not only took the initiative to solve their escape route, but also resolved the immediate crisis on the spot.
Before this, their relationship was just a buyer and a seller who were strangers to each other, so there was no need for Lin Mo to get involved in this trouble.
What the other party did has won Bob's gratitude, and he has already made up his mind that as long as he has the opportunity, he will definitely repay this Mr. Morin.
Lin Mo had no idea that his little effort could once again elevate his status in Bob's mind.
If Lin Mo invited him to join his technical team at this time, I am afraid that this physical scientist would definitely agree without hesitation.
It's no different from Bai Jian. Another technical talent has been obtained. I'm afraid the dragon knight will wake up from his dream with laughter.
The gap between Eastern and Western thinking and the insufficient ability to handle interpersonal relationships in this world prevented the Dragon Knight from seizing this opportunity, and thus missed the opportunity in vain.
By the way, Dragon Knight will only use grab now.
"Mr. Morin, I want to know, what are your plans for Tiger Energy next?"
Charlie Mitchell is very worried about what kind of big trouble this Mr. Terminator will create in the United States.
Although he is employed by the CIA, he is first and foremost an American. When he sees a foreigner being arrogant in his own country, no matter how reasonable the other party is, he always feels an indescribable feeling of awkwardness and discomfort in his heart.
"Be polite before fighting! This is my principle. Things are mine. There is no doubt about this. They have no right to take it away, otherwise they will pay an unbearable price for it."
If necessary, Lin Mo wouldn't mind bringing in the Japanese consortium behind Tiger Energy to deal with it. Well, according to a famous saying in his own country in this world: little devils deserve a beating.
No matter how powerful a commercial enterprise is and how many gangsters it has cultivated, can it be able to defeat the military?
The Dragon Knight never fights alone.
Out of professional principles, Charlie Mitchell said both as a reminder and as a warning: "Mr. Morin, I hope you can understand that this is the United States!"
He sighed inwardly, this time the trouble was really big.
The responsibility of the CIA is to prevent those unstable factors from posing a threat to the country. If Lin Mo were an American, he would just turn a blind eye and close one eye, but he is a Chinese. Not only that, he is also very aggressive.
of soldiers.
In any case, this is also a domestic matter that Americans keep behind closed doors. This Chinese is interfering in the internal affairs of the United States (the United States calls its interference in other countries' internal affairs as safeguarding human rights and freedoms).
According to the style of hegemony and the natural pride of Americans, it is very polite for Charlie Mitchell to speak like this.
Lin Mo disagreed and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, violence is only one of the methods. I will act according to your rules. At least I will remind you two in advance and won't make it difficult for you."
The Dragon Knight has more than one trump card.
The two CIA agents, Charlie Mitchell and Alvin Carter, looked at each other, expressing a deep sense of powerlessness.
At this moment, in the top-level presidential suite of a five-star luxury hotel in downtown Oak Ridge, a naked Asian man with a strong body was laughing and rolling with three hot-bodied girls.
Coats and underwear were thrown around everywhere, and a unique naked party was going on in the room.
The three young women, who were also completely naked, did not look shy at all. They deliberately let out screams and laughs from time to time while chasing and playing with the man.
In this fight between goblins, from time to time a woman with towering breasts and beautiful waist and beautiful legs was knocked down by the man. She stretched out her mouth and slapped her wildly, and her Lushan claws were groping around, exuding beast-like lust.
The other two women took advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, making coquettish sounds like little kittens, but the man took the opportunity to knock down the other one and attack the city and plunder the land.
The presidential suite is full of spring scenery.
Just when the man was about to enjoy the three tender white lambs that were almost dripping with water, the phone in the room suddenly rang.
The three girls and one boy were still rolling around, not caring about the ringing phone, and continuing the most important task of reproduction in life.
But the phone seemed to be deliberately trying to get in trouble with them. It kept ringing and seemed to be getting louder and louder.
"Baga, what on earth is going on? Who is this bastard? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me at this time?"
The man suddenly stopped and stood up, cursing, and his lower body almost exploded before he could enter the position. However, the ringing sound of the phone that sounded like a reminder completely ruined his interest.
If a good thing is interrupted, no one will be in a good mood.
He walked to the bedside, grabbed the phone, and said viciously: "I am Zeger. No matter who you are, no matter how important the matter is, you will go get the family law later!"
"Ah, yes, yes"
The man on the other end of the phone was startled. He was immediately struck by tragedy before he even opened his mouth. This was unlucky. He was facing the boss at gunpoint. How could he dare to defend himself and beg for mercy? The boss was furious. The more he talked, the more likely he was to die.
But there was one thing that was more important. Even if he got a spanking, he had to report it immediately.
"Huh? Nah! What's going on with Miller's people? They can't even handle such a thing. Why should I raise him and his people? They're all trash, Baga, Baga! Tell him and let him have a caesarean section.
Commit suicide, or I will chop off his head with my own hands."
Bang!~A terrible loud noise.
The man named Zeger suddenly smashed the phone on the table like a furious lion. It was shattered into pieces. Plastic pieces and electronic components flew everywhere, even the small square table beside the bed made of solid walnut wood.
Terrifying impact marks were found.
The three women in the suite were hiding on the bed, looking at the muscular Japanese man in horror, but they didn't know what happened to make this wealthy financial owner lose his temper.
"Damn, damn!"
Zeger was like a crazy beast, walking back and forth naked in the room, as if he had just been slapped hard, his face turned red and almost bleeding, and finally he sat down heavily on the sofa.
Go up, breathing heavily.
"Oh!" In the midst of his rage, he suddenly felt some unspeakable and extreme pleasure coming from his lower body that touched the depths of his soul. His baby seemed to have fallen into some hot, moist and soft place and was wrapped up. He lowered his head and
Look, I couldn't help but moan happily, "Oh, oh, baby, you did a great job, you are really my little sweetheart, I will reward you heavily, keep on, keep on!"
The lust that has not been released suddenly burst into flames like a burning fire cooking oil.
"Hey! You, help me get the phone! It's right there!" Zeger, who had not completely lost his mind, pointed at the two women hiding on the bed and clicked casually.
The bedside phone was smashed, but the call he just received was extraordinary. Although Zeger was burning with desire, he knew that some things couldn't be delayed——
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