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550、Socialist core values

The sound of pulling the bolt of the gun was not just one, but five or six.

Ren He's nerves were already tense. When such a sound appeared, it was as if someone had suddenly tightened the string in his heart!

Are you here for yourself, or are you here for your neighbor? That’s the bad thing about having a neighbor like this...

According to legend, CIA has great magical powers. Although he has never been exposed to anything, the problem is that he himself is not sure whether someone has discovered him before acquiring the master-level investigation skills, but he has not discovered the other party.

He couldn't look out through the peephole in the room. If he really came for him, if the other party shot at the door of the suite, he would be dead.

This suite is very expensive, but the problem is that the door does not provide bulletproof service!

No matter who is coming at this time, he must be prepared.

Ren He quietly rushed to the window and reopened the balcony window, then returned to the closet and took out the cello case. These actions only took less than 3 seconds.

Because Ren He also knew that if the other party came for him, he would not have much time left for him.

He first took out the pistol and put it at hand, and then began to quickly assemble the sniper rifle.

The reason for opening the window is so that he can jump out of the window at any time. The height of the third floor is not a problem at all for Ren He. If he can't beat it, he will of course run away.

He was already familiar with the satellite map of Amsterdam, and Ren He had reason to believe that if the battle really turned into a street fight, it would be more beneficial to him.

Just as Ren He was assembling the sniper rifle, slight footsteps outside the door had already passed by his door and stopped at Allen's door...

Ren He breathed a sigh of relief, he really came to see Allen...

He was also thinking about a question. Could it be that the danger that the Heavenly Punishment System reminded him of did not come from the CIA, but from the forces that Allen had offended? After all, the place where the danger occurred was really too close to him.

Ren He knew before the long conversation that Allen should have offended a certain country or force in Europe. He didn't ask much, but it probably had nothing to do with the CIA...

Ren He didn't know at this time that the CIA had begun to sweep away the hacker system across Europe. Even if Steve had extensive information channels, he would not be able to learn about the secret mission of the Mark Payne combat team. This is information asymmetry.

result.

So Ren He didn't know that among the people chasing Allen, there was CIA.

He kept assembling the sniper rifle in his hand, but at this time he was a little more relieved. Ren He was sure that there was no one outside his door. He quietly went to the room and looked out, and happened to see one of them holding a silencer.

Ren He had no impression of the figure standing outside with a pistol. He was not the one Steve gave him in the information.

"Is it really not CIA?" Ren He wondered, how long had he been looking forward to the battle, but now the reality told him that it was not CIA!

Isn’t this nonsense?

Dong Dong Dong, someone was knocking on the door next door, and Allen suddenly yelled in the room: "Are you finished again?!"

Everyone outside the door was stunned. What the hell is going on?! They were here to catch Allen, but before they even broke through the door, the target said this to themselves. It seemed a bit profound, but also seemed to be a bit misunderstood.



"Ahem, sir, room service," the person outside the door said softly.

Allen's roaring voice at the door suddenly stopped, and he could tell that it was not the voice of the lunatic just now... and it seemed that the lunatic didn't need to knock on the door!

In fact, after Ren He left, Allen understood one thing: this madman was not here to kill him, he was just mentally ill! That's why he dared to yell when he knocked on the door, because he had no worries about his life, and the other party didn't even have any other choice except to grab the gun.

The rest of the violence.

Oh, and also, having to break yourself into weird positions to have a long conversation with yourself is also considered a violent act!

But there is nothing more than these.

However, it was different now. Allen's relaxed mood became tense again. He knew his situation and even regretted why he had stolen the 300 million euro prize pool of the European Union Welfare Lottery in the first place.

Now he has money, but he spent it without his life!

"I didn't call for room service, I don't need room service," Allen said, trying to calm down.

The five people outside the door winked at each other, and someone raised a silenced pistol and fired at the door lock. When Allen heard the sound, he stood up in fright and planned to hide, but where could he hide in such a large suite?

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Ren He still overestimated Allen. For this helpless hacker, the pistol was more about emboldening his courage and had no practical significance.

Five people outside the door rushed into the room one after another and caught Allen. At this time, Allen's pistol was still in the same state as Ren He had opened the magazines and scattered them in the room.

"You are not the police," Allen looked at the opponent's silenced pistol and was shocked. The police did not need to use silenced pistols!

Before, Allen thought that only the EU criminal police were chasing him, but now he discovered that it didn't seem to be the case!

Ren He, who was leaning against the door, was confused. Why is this so messy?

The person who caught Allen looked around the room and said coldly: "What you just said to the door, who were you saying it to? Has anyone been here?"

There was nothing to hide, and Allen didn't want to be tortured to extract a confession. He organized his words and said: "A madman! A madman just broke in and took my gun!"

The person opposite Allen's pupils shrank, thinking he was late: "Did you hand over your account to him?"

"No..." Allen regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. His reaction was still a bit too slow. If he could just pass the blame to the lunatic, wouldn't he be fine?

No, the other party is not the police. If these people who appear out of nowhere feel that they no longer have what they want, they may kill themselves on the spot!

These people are more like killers from unknown organizations, who get the news and then seize the wealth in their hands!

Allen's mood is very complicated now, and he doesn't know what to say.

The killer picked up Allen's pistol and found that the magazines in the pistol were still scattered far away. He was a little confused: "What is he here for?"

"You said you wanted to have a long talk with me..." Allen replied honestly. He had already thought about it. As long as it didn't involve account matters, he could tell the truth.

"Let's have a long talk?!" The killers were obviously stunned for a moment, and everyone looked at each other, what the hell is this?

"What did he talk to you about?" the killer asked coldly. He wanted to judge the current situation based on the content of the conversation. In fact, everything seemed very strange at the moment, so he wanted to know the content of the conversation between Allen and the other party.

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"Freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony..." Allen said tremblingly...

Originally, they wanted to judge the approximate identity of the other party through the content of the conversation, but as soon as Allen opened his mouth, the killers became even more confused...

What the hell is this?!


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