Five hundred and seventieth IX son
Chapter 579 Playboy
The small private plane flew at high speed against the morning glow.
Pieces of flocculent white clouds slid over the wings of the aircraft, and the fuselage seemed to be covered with a layer of gorgeous tulle. Lin Qianchi, who had just flown out of Washington and shook the wine glass in his hand, felt strongly sleepy!
"Cigars and red wine seem to have problems... Exciting drugs only anesthetize the nerves and are not fatal. Perhaps they are like aphrodisiac poisons, which are really hard to resist."
A flash of sober consciousness flashed through his mind. The drunken Lin Qianchi burped, and the wine glass in his hand quickly slipped. With a "pop" sound, he staggered and fell to the carpet, and actually started to shout loudly.
sleep.
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"Under the influence of such a large dose of caffeine, stimulants, marijuana, and mixed biochemical toxins, he persisted for a long time before falling asleep. Gee, his physical fitness is indeed outstanding, beyond imagination!"
"Kahn, Jessica is right. His mental strength and perseverance are extraordinary. You give him the injection now... I want to get him excited in advance to welcome the happy life that is about to come."
Looking at the boxer "Dillon" who was sleeping soundly, the old black man Danny couldn't help but admire him, but he still waved to a man hidden in the darkness of the cabin, holding a syringe of light blue liquid, to walk to Lin Qianchi's door.
in front of me.
"Ci'ao, you actually want to give me an injection? Damn, there is actually a blue liquid in the syringe, which seems weird. Alas... It seems that I have to get this injection! Anyway, I am invulnerable to all poisons, come on.
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Lin Qianchi pretended to be asleep, feeling depressed in his heart, but he still maintained his usual confidence in his supreme body, which was invulnerable to all poisons.
The light blue liquid was slowly pushed into Lin Qianchi's body along the veins on his arm. The oily-faced Kahn, with a sinister smile on his face... His honey-like capillaries were instantly rendered into strange shapes.
light blue.
With the pulsation of his heart, the light blue blood gradually turned into warm and surging blood. The light blue color on Lin Qianchi's body gradually disappeared, but his fair complexion began to turn rosy.
"Nima, I actually feel a little hot inside my body! But I don't seem to feel any discomfort... If it were Di Long, how should he behave? Paralyzed, the CIA is too cunning... I don't even know what kind of state he should pretend to be."
Feeling the small changes in his body, Lin Qianchi didn't notice any abnormalities. He couldn't help scolding him in his heart and didn't dare to act rashly. However, he still had to put himself in someone else's shoes. After all, his current identity was boxer Di Long.
"Director, we have already injected him. Why doesn't he have any extreme reaction? Moreover, his skin color and body temperature don't seem to have any abnormal reactions. This, this, seems like it shouldn't be..."
Looking at his immediate boss, the old black man Danny, he stared closely at the change in Lin Qianchi's expression, and finally locked his eyes on the rosy skin. Kahn, who had oily hair and pink face, also felt incredible and stammered.
"Shut up! Is the dose of the injection correct? There shouldn't be any reaction at all! Is it because he was emotional after treason? It led to an increase in the body's tolerance? Put me through Jessica..."
Seeing Kahn nodding in panic, the old fox Danny, who was very suspicious, walked to the back of the plane with him, scolded him coldly, with suspicion flashing in his eyes, and asked him to dial the number of the black female agent Jessica.
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"Director? No way! Every time he gets an injection, he gets very manic and excited, like a male dog in heat, completely unlike his calm personality before, so even I have to avoid him..."
Back at the rented hotel, female agent Jessica was a little tired after washing herself. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she received a call from Deputy Director Danny, but she still truthfully told Dillon's reaction after the injection.
"Then his reaction today is a bit strange! Our latest development of biochemical steroids can not only make him stronger, but it can also be called the most powerful and long-lasting stimulant in the world..."
"Are you hiding something from me? I see that you are flirting with him, so you are not emotionally attracted to him, right? What is Article 3 of the Secret Service Code? Have you forgotten?"
Danny, the old black man with suspicious eyes, covered the phone with his hand and said coldly. He also became suspicious of Jessica, the female agent under his command. He always felt that she was hiding something from him.
"I have always remembered your teachings. The third rule of the secret agent code is "No one can be trusted, and everything is a lie." So I have never had feelings for him, nor have I concealed anything!"
Jessica, a black female agent, said against her will. Thinking of the violent performance of boxer Dillon after the injection, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. She couldn't tell whether she was emotionally moved now.
"I hope you didn't lie to me! You are going to Daxia tomorrow to continue investigating Lin Qianchi, looking for opportunities to lurk next to him, and get close to him..."
"Remember not to be emotional! That young man is more handsome than Ti Lung, and he is very romantic."
The old black man Danny said conspiratorially, and with a random order, he sent the black female agent Jessica to Daxia to approach the suspicious Lin Qianchi, but she did not expect that he was lying in front of her.
"It's broken! The old black man is suspicious. But he really doesn't know how to react after the injection! No, how about some physiological reaction?"
"Female agent Jessica has a waist and raised hips. Touching her elastic buttocks feels extremely comfortable and wonderful. She even touched the soft grass and almost touched her private parts..."
Lin Qianchi felt bad, and began to lust after Jessica, who was being fucked by him. The thick little partner under his crotch began to swell up with his heavy breathing, and his pants were held up like a tent.
"Director, look!"
After carefully standing aside and watching Lin Qianchi have a physiological reaction, the oily-haired and pink-faced Kahn whispered to Danny, the old black man who had doubts.
His big furry hand also pointed at the bulging mass under Lin Qianchi's lower abdomen.
"...It's not that there is no physiological reaction, but it's not too extreme. Should I give him another injection? Hey, forget it, give him another injection, let alone whether his body can bear it, but tens of thousands of dollars will evaporate in an instant
Got it!"
Following the direction of Kahn's finger, the old black man Danny also saw Lin Qianchi's physiological reaction. His stern expression also softened a bit. After thinking for a while, he gave up the idea of giving him another injection.
"Kahn, when he arrives in Miami, I will leave him to you! According to the plan made in advance, let him gradually adapt to the atmosphere of the UFC Octagon!"
"If anything unusual happens to him, notify me immediately! The third team has arrived in Miami. They will accept your command and will actively cooperate with you!"
"You keep an eye on him and wake him up when you get to the airport! I'll also take a nap first."
He whispered instructions to the oily-faced Kahn, and after he nodded repeatedly and blinked his excited eyes to show that he fully understood, the old black man Danny sat back in his seat in the cabin, closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.
"Ci'ao, you finally fooled the old man! The female agent Jessica actually went to Daxia... Hehe, wait until I get back to train this black girl!"
"Anyway, she was the culprit who instigated Ti Long's rebellion and put him in a state of eternal destruction. Why should I be merciful? Now think about how to train her..."
Lin Qianchi was lying on the carpet, pretending to be asleep, and thought to himself, lusting after Jessica's buttocks in his mind, keeping his little friend's erection.
...The small plane landed on the tarmac of a private villa in Miami.
After being woken up, Lin Qianchi looked confused, but soon his eyes flashed with excitement, and he continued to speculate on how he would feel after the injection.
Looking at the excited and restless Dillon, the old black man Danny nodded secretly. It seemed that his reaction after the injection was just a little slow. Maybe he was overly worried.
"Young man, did you drink some wine on the plane and sleep well? This is my subordinate Kahn. He will arrange your food, clothing, housing and transportation in the future."
"Strictly speaking, he is your boss. I hope you will get along happily in the future..." Danny, the old black man, formally introduced his subordinate Kahn to Lin Qianchi.
As Lin Qianchi nodded, the oily-faced Kahn stretched out his arms, gave him a warm hug, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, brother, as long as you are obedient, I will make you like this place in Miami."
A beautiful city of sin.”
"Otherwise, hehe."
The warning was self-evident, Lin Qianchi still nodded, and gently broke away from Kahn's embrace, but he suddenly pinched the bulging little friend under his lower abdomen.
A look of astonishment flashed across his eyes, and the bone-piercing pain in his heart made Lin Qianchi take a breath, but although he felt resentful, his joy and anger were inexpressible.
Slightly tightening his abdomen, Lin Qianchi bent down and nodded politely, but stepped on Kahn's feet first, and almost at the same time, he slammed his forehead into his towering nose, making him unable to dodge and quickly changed.
His face changed.
"Bang!" In the dull sound, the old black man Danny frowned, and a stream of Yin Hong's blood also spewed out from Kahn's twisted and fractured nasal cavity.
As his body retreated, Kahn, with a look of resentment in his eyes, raised his foot to kick Lin Qianchi in the lower abdomen, but he quickly blocked it with his knee. Before Kahn could raise his fist, Lin Qianchi raised his arm and used the classic Muay Thai elbow.
, hitting his chin diagonally.
"Bang, that's enough!" Seeing that his subordinate Kahn's chin was about to be smashed by Lin Qianchi's explosive elbow, the old black man Danny had no choice but to stretch out his withered fist and barely block Lin Qianchi's cold blood for him.
A ruthless blow.
"Kahn, you can get out!"
Looking at the fearful but eager Kahn, the old black man Danny said coldly, not expecting that the little trick between the two would turn into a bloody fight.
Of course, it was his assistant Kahn who took the initiative and provoked the taciturn boxer Dillon. Obviously, as a well-known boxer, he was not a vegetarian, and he was a little restless after taking the injection, so he still fought back in the face of humiliation.
"Bang bang! Young man, you have quick reactions and good skills! Don't take it to heart, I will find a best partner for you..."
Looking at the boxer Dillon, whose chest was heaving and somewhat angry, Deputy Director Danny first applauded and cheered, and then began to comfort him.
"In Mahler Gobi, if it weren't for the unfathomable Danny, I would have eliminated his subordinate Kahn today. I would like to take this opportunity to find another partner..."
Lin Qianchi thought to himself, but nodded to Danny, the old black man.
...After entering the villa, Lin Qianchi changed out of his clothes, walked into the gym, and began to sweat profusely for physical training. Deputy Director Danny also began to look for new candidates to replace the injured Kahn and take care of and monitor his food, clothing, and daily life.
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"Find him a female agent to partner with? It's a pity that there are no ready candidates. They are either on mission or too far away from here."
"We really can't let Mike take over. He is lurking in a real estate company. Not only is he successful in his career, but he is also quite slippery and alert. He is just too frivolous... but he is also suitable for leading Dillon to see the world."
After pondering to himself, after the old black man Danny made a call, the manager of a real estate company in Miami, the well-known local playboy Mike, also rushed out of the luxurious office with a luxurious briefcase under his arm.
He whistled flirtatiously at the reception girl with big breasts and fat buttocks, and while she shook her breasts, squeezed her breasts, and blew a flirtatious kiss, CIA agent Mike drove a limited-edition Bugatti sports car and drove all the way to Director Danny.
Chapter completed!