Chapter 1145: Spy Impossible (Part 2, ask for a monthly ticket)
~Date:~October 25~
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A sly smile appeared on the section chief's fat face, his wretched little eyes flashed, and he said, "Then there's nothing we can do."
As he said that, he reached out his hand and gave a heavy pinch to the big butt of the fat lady in front of him.
The fat woman couldn't help but exclaimed, and then turned around angrily. The fat on her body couldn't help but tremble, like a tigress, especially fierce.
The section chief didn't say anything, but turned his head and looked at his subordinates intently, with a look of surprise on his face.
The young man was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss. He looked at the section chief, then at the fat aunt, and then at the section chief again...
His nirvana fell into the eyes of the fat aunt, and she immediately thought that this was a sign of guilty conscience.
"You little bastard, you're trying to take advantage of me and seek death!" The fat woman screamed, rolled up her sleeves, and slapped her hard with a round palm as thick as a door panel.
If this was hit, even a young man's body would be knocked off his body.
"It's not me~!" The young man exclaimed, lowered his head to avoid the fatal slap, and shouted fiercely: "Old guy, I remember you, just wait for me~!"
The section chief pretended not to know anything, put his hands in his pockets, looked up at the sky, and whistled.
At this time, the fat lady roared angrily, rounded her palm and slapped her hard again.
The young man hurriedly got out of the way again, then spread his legs and ran wildly along the street.
The fat aunt was chasing after her all the way. As she chased, she shouted at the top of her voice: "Indecent, indecent. Don't let that little bastard run away. Catch him quickly. Anyone who dares to eat my mother's tofu is still here."
No one left alive. Don’t run away~!………”
The two men rushed through the street noisily, knocking over pedestrians, kicking down stalls, and causing chaos along the way.
Yin Guang watched the scene of the shrew chasing the little gangster with great interest, and she and Huck hugged their bellies and laughed, laughing at how hungry the little gangster must be. This kind of woman who is stronger than a man dares to
bump.
Little did he know that he had walked into a death ambush ring. The agents of the action group had already held the musket in their hands and put on a piece of clothing to cover it.
He only waited for a command, lifted up his clothes, and opened fire at the same time.
According to the standard execution regulations of the venture capital company, the target during the assassination operation is the head. Then, regardless of life or death, three more shots are fired in the shortest possible time to ensure that the target can be killed.
The well-trained agents can guarantee that each shot will accurately hit a copper plate at a distance of thirty meters. It is extremely powerful.
Moreover, according to the plan, each target is usually attended by three gunners, two of whom fire at cross angles, and one who provides cover and is ready to make up for the loss in case of a miss.
So far, this method of action has proven to be accurate and efficient.
Although Yin Guang is also a secret agent with a number from the venture capital company, his professional direction is only to disguise his identity and publicly inquire about information.
He entered this field because of Sha Jin's relationship and became a monk halfway through. Yinguang himself only received the most basic training in intelligence collection and basically knew nothing about special assassination operations.
People in the venture capital company didn't think they could train a frail goblin who was afraid of death into a combat master.
Therefore, he had no idea that he had already stepped into the gate of hell. He still pointed at the young man who was being chased by his aunt and laughed happily.
This was not the case for the agents on the other side who were preparing to take action. They looked at their colleagues shouting and running past, and couldn't help but look at each other.
They all know that this sudden episode can only mean one thing - the end of the operation~!
The agents lowered their arms and put their weapons back into their arms. Without even looking at them, they lowered their heads and blended into the crowd. They passed by the Yinguang trio.
The dark mage seemed to feel something, as if someone was staring at him. But when he raised his head and looked around carefully, he only saw a bustling crowd.
Only two of Gore's spies were following behind them, scooping up a piece of pie in their hands and laughing as they walked.
Seeing this, the dark mage was secretly happy, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart: These idiots claim that the human race's defense is airtight, but even though I appear majestically in front of their eyes, these guys still have nothing to show for it.
He felt that he was awake, and he actually sent people to protect him.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but secretly cursed, "Idiot~!"
After working hard for a long time, the goblin silver light turned around the entire Ventris, and then dragged his tired body back to the hotel.
Although there was no expression on his face, Yin Guang was extremely disappointed in his heart. He found no trace of the Flying Eagle Group in this city.
Yinguang felt relieved after thinking about it. This kind of border town is Russell's territory. It is only natural that the Flying Eagle Group should look down on it. It would be weird to set up a branch of the Flying Eagle Group here.
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Yin Guang was thinking in his mind whether he should find an excuse to make another trip to the big city in the south. Maybe he could meet them there.
If they really think that they have betrayed and surrendered, they will be in trouble. Their property in Nai'an will probably be confiscated by them, and they may even send killers to kill them...
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he could hardly help but shudder.
At this moment, a loud laughter suddenly came from outside the door.
Realizing that the laughter seemed a bit familiar, Yin Guang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then realized that it should be Baron Gore's voice.
The sound had already arrived before anyone arrived, and the laughter was so loud, it was obvious that something good was going on.
Then Baron Gore walked in with long strides.
As soon as he entered the door, he apologized to Yin Guang with a smile and said, "My two incompetent men caused trouble to Mr. Yin Guang today."
The goblin also hurriedly put on a smiling face and said: "No, no, I have to thank you for your kindness. With them here, I have saved a lot of trouble. Hahahaha..."
Baron Gore waved his hand indifferently and said: "There, we are partners now, and in the future, we will be colleagues fighting side by side."
The goblin showed a puzzled expression and said, "This is what you are talking about, sir?"
"I bring you great good news~!" Baron Gore was not polite. He pulled up a chair and sat across from the goblin. He adopted an extremely approachable attitude and said with a smile: "Yesterday
I sent Mr. Yinguang's credit back to Ruman in the evening, and early this morning I received a personal reply from Prime Minister Russell."
Goblin Silver Light was dumbfounded. He never imagined that Russell would actually care about him personally, which made it even more troublesome.
The dark mage's spirit was shaken, and he was secretly happy. He felt that he had come to the right place to recruit goblins and personally take risks. The ugly goblin in front of him turned out to be a rare commodity, and it caught Russell's eye.
Doesn't it mean...
This means that in the future, we can get information about the highest level of the Ruman Empire through goblins???~!!!!
The dark mage's eyes were full of naked flesh, and he looked at the goblin like a shining little golden man.
"I found a treasure, I found a treasure~!" He secretly made up his mind: "I originally thought it was something I would throw away after using it, but I didn't expect to find a treasure. Now I have to change my plan and fish for Ruman for a long time.
Big fish.”
In his excitement, he did not notice another extremely important information revealed in Baron Gore's words: How did Baron Gore achieve rapid communication with the Prime Minister in a place thousands of miles away?
Compared to picking up a goblin, this message contains a larger and more valuable information.
If he can infer from this news that the human race has achieved rapid communication, and bring this news back to the undead, in future wars, the undead will be able to targetedly destroy the human race's communication facilities and hinder the human race's
The destructive power caused by communications will be extremely terrible and even immeasurable.
But it is a pity that he is not a qualified intelligence officer, but he did not grasp this. Instead, he let this precious golden sand slip away from his fingers along with the sand like the sand in his hand.
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But there is nothing wrong with it. After all, as a magician, they have many ways to achieve fast communication, although they all consume extremely magic power.
Therefore, it is not surprising that the human race has a magician-only communication channel between the northern fortress and the Prime Minister's Office in Ruman City.
When he heard the news, the goblin was stunned for the first time. He didn't know what to say. He said naa: "I actually alarmed the Prime Minister. This, this..."
The look of being frightened was completely different from the rumors that the goblins were shrewd.
Baron Gore secretly rejoiced that no matter how smart this goblin was, he was just a country goblin, a low-class commoner who was frightened when he heard the name Prime Minister. This kind of person is easy to control.
He coughed lightly and his eyebrows twitched for a while, hinting the goblin to continue questioning.
However, the goblin was extremely ignorant, which made Lord Gore feel as depressed as he was ogling a blind man.
In the end, he had no choice but to laugh dryly, and then said: "Mr. Yinguang, don't you want to know what the Prime Minister said?"
"Ah?" The goblin was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing and hurriedly asked: "Prime Minister...what did the Prime Minister say?"
Baron Gore laughed, then took out a piece of paper and placed it in front of the goblin. He proudly pointed to a line of large characters on his head and said: "Commendation order, and the prime minister appointed Mr. Silverlight as the intelligence director of the barbarian area."
As he spoke, he gently pushed the note with his fingers and pushed it in front of the goblin.
The succession of big news made Goblin Yin Guang feel like his brain was running out of energy. After being stunned for a while, Yin Guang asked in disbelief: "Me? Become an official?"
Baron Gore nodded and said: "The regional intelligence director is equivalent to the city lord in terms of level, and has the authority to recruit his subordinates independently. In other words, from now on, Mr. Silver Guang will be fully responsible for the barbarian intelligence system in the northern mountains.
.Congratulations to Mr. Yinguang, we will be colleagues from now on."
Yin Guang rubbed his nose, grinned stupidly, and murmured: "Me? City Lord level?"
Baron Gore smiled and nodded, saying: "If Mr. Yin Guang can make new contributions again, according to our Prime Minister's generous character, he may be able to be named a noble."
Yin Guang pinched himself hard from behind and finally confirmed that this was not a dream.
He, Jini, Silver Light, a goblin who grew up in the mean streets of Lower City, a thief and liar, a counterfeiter and a smuggler, became an official~!
Moreover, he was also a serious official in the Ruman Empire, and he could even be regarded as a high-ranking official at the level of city lord.
In order to have a good chance of becoming a noble, a goblin noble.
Yin Guang estimates that he has become the person with the highest official position in goblin history.
Although Sha Jin is in charge of the intelligence and investigation department of the venture capital company, the Flying Eagle Group is a private company, and the venture capital company works for the royal family. Jin Sha Jin has a very high level but no official position.
Yin Guang scooped up his appointment letter. Although it was just a telegram, it was clearly written on it. He, Goblin Yin Guang, was appointed as the intelligence director of the Northern Snowy Mountains.
Yin Guang showed a silly smile and kept mumbling: "Supervisor~! I'm an official... I'm an official..."
Baron Gore shook his head, sneered, and thought to himself: Are you too happy to be in the sky so early?
Then he clapped his hands and said: "To celebrate Mr. Yinguang's promotion, I will hold a welcome meeting for Mr. Yinguang at the headquarters of our Northern Intelligence Department tomorrow night. All the leaders of our northern district will be there. I will introduce Mr. Yinguang to everyone at that time."
"Is there still a welcome party?" Yin Guang said with his mouth wide open.
Baron Gore nodded and said: "I will send someone to pick you up at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Please have a good rest today."
Then Baron Gore clapped his hands, and a large group of people came swarming in. There were men and women, old and young, jewelers carrying boxes, and tailors holding fabrics with tape rulers hung on them.
"Serve Mr. Silverlight and the others well." Baron Gore ordered lightly, but these craftsmen were trembling with fear and said respectfully: "Yes..."
"Then, don't bother Director Yinguang. I'll see you tomorrow night. No need to send it off." Baron Gore left behind and walked out of the room with a wave of his hand.
At this time, the goblin was still in a daze.
Baron Gore left, and these service staff rushed forward, surrounded the three goblins, and began to work around them.
The dark mage whispered in the goblin's ear: "Don't be too happy and forget your identity."
The goblin's silver light suddenly shook. He woke up from the surprise and thought of the crisis in front of him. He may still be killed by the dark mage at any time.
Before he could think about it carefully, they were separated by the crowd, and more than a dozen hands were touching them.
Soon, the silver light, the dark mage Flint and the barbarian Huck were all dressed up, wearing luxurious suits, glittering gold and silver jewelry on their clothes, shiny leather boots on their feet, and perfume on their bodies.
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But only the dark mage has the temperament of a noble, while the goblin feels like a nouveau riche.
As for the savage Huck, this outfit looks more like it was stolen from someone else. It looks vulgar no matter how you look at it.
The goblin was holding a clear amber glass of famous wine in one hand, and the young and beautiful makeup artist was squatting on the ground to trim his nails. Yin Guang suddenly thought of an important question, jumped up from the chair, and grabbed the old tailor in front of him nervously.
He said: "Should I pay for this money?"
The old tailor was startled by the goblin's behavior. He was stunned for a while and then whispered carefully: "No, sir, Baron Gore has already paid?"
Yin Guang breathed a sigh of relief, sat back on the chair, and said: "In that case, give me two more suits and furs, I want to take them away."
The old tailor's mouth twitched twice, and he said with a wry smile: "As you wish."
"By the way, Xia Fei from 1968 scoops another box for me." Yin Guang shook his clothes and commanded grandly.
The busy handicraft merchant agreed, secretly complaining, wondering if Baron Gore would just let them disappear after receiving the bill.
Until it was completely dark and all the small businessmen had left, the dark mage Flint sat next to the goblin Silverlight, put his hand on the goblin's shoulder and said: "I'm warning you again, Silverlight, don't play tricks on me.
I placed a beacon on you, so I can find you no matter where you run."
Yin Guang shuddered in fear, shook his head desperately, and said: "No, absolutely not."
"Hmph~!" The dark mage smiled with satisfaction and said: "This Gore said that tomorrow's welcome meeting will be at his intelligence headquarters."
Goblin Silverlight nodded.
"Very good," the dark mage raised his eyebrows and sneered with a cold face, "I think all the official correspondence between him and Russell should be in his headquarters, as well as the more important war plan for next year."
The goblin looked at the dark mage warily, shrank back unconsciously, and said in a panic: "What do you want to do?"
The dark mage glared at the goblin with fierce eyes and said: "Tomorrow night, you go and steal these things for me. This will be your certificate of surrender. If you can't do it, I will kill you."
The goblin shook his head in fear and said repeatedly: "You can't do this. I will be discovered, and I will be dead if I are discovered. I..."
The dark mage grabbed the goblin's collar tightly, took out a dagger and put it on the goblin's neck, saying coldly: "Then I might as well kill you now."
"No," the goblin shook his head desperately and said in a squeaky voice: "I... I just do it, I do it."
The dark mage let go of the goblin, adjusted the goblin's collar, and said in a kind tone: "If you do it, you will be one of your own from now on.
We Semites have no such thing as racial discrimination. The High Priest of the Undead is extremely fair in dealing with things. With such merit, not to mention a small city lord noble, even a governor, hereditary marquis, and the High Priest of the Undead will reward you. No better than in Ru
It would be a hundred times better for Man to be a lowly official."
Goblin Yinguang nodded repeatedly, but secretly cursed in his heart: I am much better at writing bad checks than you are, and I am also a governor and a marquis. Who doesn't know that being a demon official is the darkest thing. Liches will not die for hundreds of years.
If you hold on to your position, I believe that you and I will die without our bodies intact.
The dark mage patted the goblin on the shoulder, smiled coldly, and said: "Very good, let me see your performance. Remember, your life is in my hands."
The goblin raised the corner of his mouth and forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying.
The dark mage let go of the goblin, flicked his sleeves, and said, "I want to prepare something for tomorrow night. Neither of you is allowed to step out of this door."
Goblin Silver Light jumped up from the chair and walked straight to the door.
The dark mage clenched his fist and said sternly: "What are you going to do?"
Yin Guang said without looking back: "Go to the latrine, do you want to follow me?"
The dark mage really followed the goblin silver light and kept staring at the silver light until he entered the toilet.
After Yinguang closed the toilet door, he suddenly turned around and stretched out the middle fingers of both hands in the direction of the dark mage, and silently cursed: "Fuck your mother~!"
Then he sat down on the toilet dejectedly and thought to himself: "What should I do?"
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