A petite woman in her thirties appeared at the door.

"Xiaoli, come here and clean up." Qin Anguo waved to her.

When the woman came over with a basket of garbage, the last ray of setting sun shone on her face at dusk.

This woman named Xiaoli has a pretty face and a petite figure, but her skin is a bit brown.

The reason why it is called Chinese is because she is Chinese, and she stayed here when her grandfather went to Southeast Asia.

Squatting beside the low table, Xiaoli began to clean up the leftovers on the table and sweep garbage such as chicken bones into the garbage can.

Qin Anguo took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out the last one, lit the fire, then threw the box into the trash can, and threw a color at Xiaoli.

Xiaoli nodded slightly and signaled that she understood.

"Tell Thunder Dragon to send the information tonight." He whispered this sentence in his mouth while smoking.

"Yes." Xiaoli nodded.

"How is he doing recently?" Qin Anguo asked again.

"Everything is fine, don't worry." Xiaoli still looked down and looked pleasing to the eye, without raising her head. No one else could tell that the two were chatting.

"For the years... thank you for your hard work with him." Qin Anguo suddenly sighed.

Xiaoli was stunned and then whispered: "If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago... Brother Long is also very nice to me, don't worry, Brother Qin."

"Um."

Qin Anguo thought about it, but he still refused to continue talking.

He had to be careful of whether anyone was staring at him, but he was not afraid of it. It was the one he most reluctant to see that Xiaoli in front of him.

For so many years, Xiaoli has been playing the role of a messenger for him.

No one knew that the girl who specialized in the kitchen was actually from Qin Anguo, and no one knew that the legendary dead Leilong was still alive and was with Xiaoli.

Qin Anguo stood up and pretended to stretch out his waist, yawned, and turned around and left the balcony.

The last ray of sunlight finally sank into the mountains in the distance.

Night has come.

...

Stockholm, inside the castle.

Qin Fei felt that his hands and feet had begun to regain consciousness. He raised his hand and controlled the movement of his five fingers a few times.

Eric saw it aside and immediately looked happy.

"Boss, your physique is not something to say, your recovery is too fast!"

Qin Fei tried to stand up and found that it was really nothing serious. He moved his hands and feet. He said to Eric: "Eric, your medicines really work."

The effect is good, but Qin Fei is a little worried.

After all, any drug that has strange effects must have side effects, just as morphine is a stimulant for the battlefield, but it can make people addicted in minutes.

Eric mentioned before that this medicine is not only a life-saving medicine for the Holy Cross Assassin, but also can stimulate the central nervous system and make people enter an excited state, thereby improving attention and perception.

"I'll ask you something." Qin Fei looked at Eric with some concern: "Does this thing have any side effects?"

"Side effects?" Thor Eric couldn't help laughing, "Boss, what are you worth? Are you afraid that eating it yourself will cause impotence?"

Qin Fei didn't expect Eric to answer so fiercely that he couldn't help but blush, "No, I'm just worried about side effects on my body's functions."

This statement is not groundless.

This phenomenon has existed since ancient times when using drugs to stimulate the body organs of warriors on the battlefield.

From the simplest alcoholic beverage to the cocaine tablets used by French pilots during World War I, to the "attack drug" provided by Germany for soldiers during World War II, it continued to the CX717 magic pills provided by the US DOD for special forces during the Gulf War. All of them are drugs that stimulate nerves to refresh the mind and keep sleepless, making people feel highly excited.

However, these drugs usually have various strange sequelae after use, without exception.

"No, this drug is a prescription that has been passed down from Assassin's tissue since ancient times. After many years of improvement, it has basically no side effects." Eric said: "But you can't eat it as a candy."

"Fake!"

The front star couldn't help it, as if he had discovered something new. He held Eric's hand and said, "You have such a good thing and you are a mercenary. Let's just find some money, apply for a patent, and open a pharmaceutical factory! The finished products produced in the future will be sold to the DOD of the United States... Oh no! This medicine should be announced and then bid for it. The higher the price will be! You must know that on the battlefield, the soldiers must love this magical little pill."

Everyone thinks the sight is right.

It can stimulate the nerves, save lives, and has no side effects. This thing looks better than adrenal hormones and is more awesome than CX717. It is simply a bit like treating diseases but not rejuvenating.

Who doesn’t like this magic pill on the battlefield?

"I can't make this medicine. Brothers will have a clear division of labor. The medicine is responsible for a special pharmacist. The weapons are made by special weapons masters. We assassins are only responsible for using and killing people."

Eric's words interrupted the dream of making money by Xingxing, and his face suddenly faded.]

"Come on, are you finished?" Lei Ming couldn't stand the behavior of these mercenaries. As special forces soldiers in regular troops, these mercenaries are all unorganized and undisciplined and procrastinating styles, and they can't even look at them.

When is it time? I’m actually discussing making money by making pills!

"Now the secret passage is gone, do you have any other backup plans?"

Qin Fei shook his head: "No more..."

"You have learned all the principles of special operations in vain? I have taught you that you must make at least three sets of plans when doing tasks!" Lei Ming said dissatisfied.

"I have formulated three plans, one is to leave by helicopter, the other is to evacuate from the water with the police, and this one is to escape from the underground, but it seems useless." Qin Fei said, "No one can estimate that the people and police from GMT company were pretended, and no one knows that this secret passage that few people know will be exposed in advance."

Yuri, who was standing by, couldn't help but interrupt: "There are very few people who know the secret passage, because this secret passage was built once when it was renovated in the 1960s. The workers and engineers who participated in the work had died or retired. It is estimated that only the archives of the city hall were responsible for preserving these materials knew its existence."

He glanced at everyone: "I think we're inside..."

Yuri didn't dare to spit out the last part of the words.

What he wanted to say was that there must be an insider in his team, but he also felt that it seemed inappropriate to say it at this time.

"Now we have no choice, there seems to be only one way before us." Lao Yu said: "It is to kill all the enemies and leave here."
Chapter completed!