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Against the Trident Gang 3

"So Mr. Roy agrees with my plan?" Zhuo Yifan asked with squinted eyes.

"Of course! This plan is so perfect! But first, how do you sneak in? This is the biggest problem. Mr. Zhuo, you should be familiar with the Sancha Gang. Including the people around you, it is not easy to sneak in.

A simple thing!" Roy asked with a chuckle.

"Mr. Roy doesn't need to worry about this! I naturally have my own way to get in, and I won't do anything to scare the snake away if I'm not completely sure!" Zhuo Yifan shrugged noncommittally and explained with a smile.

"So my worries are unnecessary! Since Mr. Zhuo is so confident, I won't say anything more! The people I brought with me will be waiting for the opportunity to attack on the outside. Mr. Zhuo must make sure that the ten

All B-level superpowers are attracted to you." Roy said with a smile.

"Of course." Zhuo Yifan nodded and agreed.[

"So, I wish our first cooperation a complete success!" Roy poured the two glasses of red wine again with a smile, raised his own glass, looked at Zhuo Yifan and said with a smile.

Zhuo Yifan chuckled, picked up the wine glass, touched it lightly with Roy, and drank it all in one gulp!

Roy was naturally unambiguous. He raised his head and drank a glass of red wine. After that, he looked at the empty glass in his hand and said sadly: "It's a pity to drink red wine like this! In fact, we should slowly drink it slowly."

To taste!”

The corner of Zhuo Yifan's mouth twitched involuntarily. This girl is showing off again. It's really disgusting to watch! Since you are so good at drinking red wine, you can just become a sommelier. Why bother fighting here?

"In my opinion, what matters when drinking is not the taste, but the atmosphere of a man and the feelings between friends. Don't Mr. Roy know if the feelings are deep and the mouth is full? Or maybe you think I'm not good enough to toast with you.

?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a smile.

"No...Mr. Zhuo, please don't get me wrong. This is the first time I've heard of such a term for drinking. I'm sorry for my ignorance, but this is probably how you Chinese people drink!" Roy explained with a smile.

"When will we start?" Zhuo Yifan didn't want to talk any more nonsense to this hateful guy, so he asked directly.

"The sooner the better. It's best tonight! Midnight is also the best time to kill someone!" Roy said with a smile.

"How to contact me?" Zhuo Yifan continued to ask noncommittally.

"Feng Shen, give Mr. Zhuo a share of the things we brought!" Roy glanced at Fengshen and said calmly.

After hearing this, Fengshen quickly took out a black duffel bag from behind the sofa. After opening it, he took out a plastic bag and handed it to Zhuo Yifan and said: "It contains the most cutting-edge communication tools developed by the US military. I

I think Mr. Zhuo will like it!"

Zhuo Yifan took the plastic bag, threw it directly to the angel beside him without even looking at it, and said calmly: "Check it!"

The angel nodded after hearing this, then took out some small parts from the plastic bag and examined them carefully.

"It is indeed something from the US military! It's just that it doesn't look very good!" After the angel finished checking, he looked at Zhuo Yifan and said calmly.

Angel's words made Roy and Fengshen look a little ugly. They didn't expect this girl to be so disparaging of the most advanced communication equipment she provided!

"So, Mr. Zhuo has something better here?" Roy calmed down after getting angry, glanced at the angel, and this time asked Zhuo Yifan with a smile.

"Of course there are good things! But you don't need those things for such a small scene. You can just make do with these!" Zhuo Yifan said lightly and disapprovingly as he didn't know what Roy was thinking.

The corner of Roy's mouth twitched again, and he was so cruel to Zhuo Yifan in his heart, but there was nothing he could do to him. If a fight broke out, the mission would not be completed, and Zhuo Yifan might not be able to do it.

Fan got the advantage. After all, the opponent had two levels of masters. Although he could gather seventeen people in a short time, if Zhuo Yifan and others wanted to leave, no one would be able to keep them!

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