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Chapter 218: Is this hatred worth it?

In order to give both parties a sufficient sense of security, the captain went there alone, and it was only opposite the hotel anyway.

Therefore, the adjutant only brought a tool man.

It is unknown how many people were around who were arranged by both parties. In short, the meeting was quite harmonious, and there was no scene where they drew guns and fired at each other without saying a word.

But when he saw the male waiter, the Captain looked a little strange: "It's you."

The male waiter suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu, as if he had just met the adjutant at the headquarters of the Huise Corps, and the other party had expressed similar emotions.

As if it was so strange to see him here.

What's wrong with him? Isn't it okay?!

So the male waiter raised his chin calmly, lowered his voice and said, "It's me."

As he spoke, he remembered his mission, and his eyes subconsciously moved around the vital parts of the opponent's body, silently looking for where he could kill with one blow, or where he could break through the defense.

The captain's expression returned to expressionless, but the muscles in his body quietly tightened, his fingers curled up slightly, and his whole body suddenly became sharp and dangerous!

The male waiter suddenly reacted.

The adjutant next to him noticed that before things got out of control, he was dragged to the back with a black line on his head.

This guy may not realize it yet, but the captain may have thought of him as the spy who stole the map and lurked in the five-star hotel.

As the initiator of everything that happened tonight, his hatred value is not low.

Doctor Kong, this is a wonderful trick!

The adjutant coughed lightly to break the strange atmosphere, and said seriously: "Don't waste time anymore. I believe your District 13 has also received the news. There is an alien army lurking on the northern border, eyeing the empire."

The captain glanced at his former subordinate and said mockingly: "They are just a few ants on the border. They are not worthy of the attention of District 13. The Huise Corps must be used to sitting back and having nothing to worry about, so they are ants."

So scared."

Is this a test of how much information they have?

The adjutant who heard this didn't feel offended at all and said with a smile: "If it's just the border, then that's fine, but what if there's Qingwu and District 9 as well?"

The captain's expression suddenly darkened.

What if there is also the Brilliant Corps that was also ready to go?

The Thirteenth District is truly besieged on all sides. If their information is not equal, then the armies of the five parties will directly collide!

But the captain noticed the conspiracy in District 9 in advance, and the Huise Corps also discovered the other three forces.

Only in this way can we now have a situation where both sides can stand here and negotiate peacefully.





The third floor of the five-star hotel.

Xu Shuo woke up at the right time.

The special envoy was standing in front of the window looking at the restaurant opposite, with an expression on his face that showed nothing he was thinking.

When she noticed the movement on the sofa, she leaned against the window sill with a stern and powerful queen's aura like an afterthought and said with a leisurely smile: "Are you awake?"

If it weren't for the messiness of this room and the lingering smell of blood throughout the hotel, it would still feel a bit like that.

After the second power outage, the turmoil in the hotel was far more brutal and horrific than the first.

In order to create enough chaos, Manager Zhang and the girl directly attacked everyone in the lobby indiscriminately, causing serious injuries and deaths to many people. Only the guests hiding in the room escaped.

The strong smell of blood spread from the first floor to the third floor, and no place was stained with blood, making this dark night particularly frightening.

And this dark night is destined to be recorded in the history of the empire.

Xu Shuo turned to look at her.

The moment she looked into the man's dark eyes, the envoy suddenly had a strange illusion, but in the blink of an eye it seemed that it was just her illusion.

She suffered gunshot wounds in three places. The second time there was no time to stop the bleeding, and there was no special envoy's magical props to maintain the injuries. Dr. Kong's condition indeed seemed much worse than hers.

Now he can stand up pretty well.

Xu Shuo curled his lips slightly, and the gentle and elegant doctor was as usual, not feeling depressed at all about his current situation.

"Doctors are indeed a high-risk profession." The special envoy looked at him and said suddenly.

"I was mentally prepared when I became a doctor. Especially doctors with higher medical skills must have this awareness." Xu Shuo said softly.

"You're pretty good at boasting," the envoy said amusedly.

"Excessive humility is another level of pride."

"Okay, you're right. Dr. Kong, who is so skilled in medicine, did you notice anything strange before you fell into coma?"

As the special envoy spoke, he came over and sat across from the sofa. The injury on her chest seemed to have no effect on her movements at all.

Xu Shuo shook his head helplessly: "I was concentrating on treating the wound at the time, but I didn't find anything. Otherwise, I would have begged for mercy first and let him finish treating it for me."

The special envoy raised his eyebrows: "But if you saw what he looked like, you probably wouldn't survive."

"That's true……"

The reason why the attacker did not kill anyone may be because he was not exposed, otherwise he would not let the people in the house go so easily.

In fact, the special envoy was a little curious. Could it be that the other party was also an agent sent by District 10 to investigate her?

After all, judging from the situation at the scene, the attacker seemed to be rummaging for something in this room, and the special envoy's only secret was the identity of the spy in District 9.

But the spy list on her body had long been snatched away by the previous agent, and this new attacker left no clues, so they had no way of knowing what the other party's purpose was.

It can only be regarded as a mystery.

Xu Shuo removed the gauze that the soldier had hastily bandaged, treated the wound again, and used his own acupuncture and ancient medicine.

He is not exaggerating. Dr. Kong, who has ten years of medical experience and has traveled to various countries to study, is really a doctor with superb medical skills. He not only understands the obscure ancient medicine, but also knows a lot about modern medicine.

Anyway, much better than Chen Chu.

If Dr. Chen Chu had such qualifications, he wouldn't be driven crazy by Luo Kun.

After Xu Shuo dealt with the injury, he turned his attention to the outside world.

"Has the captain caught the attacker?"

"Of course they haven't been caught as always, but they seem to be focused on other things now." The special envoy said sarcastically, and then looked out the window.

"Other things?" Xu Shuo looked confused.

There were two more soldiers standing guard in this room, but they didn't seem to restrict the topics of conversation between the two, and they still didn't even look at him.

Therefore, the special envoy said without hesitation: "There should be a war. The adjutant who fled earlier came to negotiate with the captain. I see some changes in the troops arranged around the hotel."

Anyway, her mission has failed, and now she just waits for the end of the game.

Xu Shuo's eyes flickered: "Are you here to negotiate..."

Then this last move should have been made.

In the restaurant opposite the hotel, the warm yellow light projected three figures on the floor-to-ceiling windows, the captain, the adjutant, and the third person with the pot lid on his head.


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