"No, we have to continue making trouble! Not only are we going to make trouble, but we are going to continue making trouble in Queens! As long as we can force out what the higher-ups are doing now, it's not a big deal if a few people die. Make arrangements well, be quick, and remember not to be exposed.
"
The brown-skinned woman opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she nodded, turned around and left quickly.
Hendler looked at the woman's retreating figure, a glimmer of light flashing in his light blue eyes.
In the director's office, the boss looked at the two documents in front of him in silence.
The boss took out the first document and asked, "What do you think they can try out?"
The secretary thought for a while, shook his head and said: "The water in Queens is very deep, and Hendler is not qualified to reach out there yet. If the quarrel lasts for a few days and a few people die, then this matter will be over."
The boss smiled and did not mention this topic again. Instead, he took out the second document and said:
"Tell me, is this Tian Jing Mo really dead?"
The secretary didn't reply for a long time. After the boss looked at him, he said uncertainly:
"Emotionally speaking, I don't think he, one of the first batch of ancient players, will die, and I don't think he will die; but intellectually speaking, he is dead, no matter the fate of our federation or the so-called Three Stars in Europe.
Even the goddess can’t find the trace of his fate.”
The boss waved his hand:
"But I just feel that he is not dead, he must not be dead."
The secretary was a little confused and didn't know why the leader suddenly mentioned this matter, but he still answered:
"Then should we send some people to investigate?"
The boss looked at the secretary, did not speak any more, but opened the second document, and the first document clearly said:
Yuan Mo, born in 2004, is an orphan. After inheriting Tianjing Mo's legacy, he settled in the United States. He lives a low-key life on weekdays and is relatively open in his private life.
"Start with him, the sooner the better."
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Queens, Kings Avenue.
Mo Yuan resolutely refused Catherine and Monica's invitation to spend the night and drove home as if running away.
To be honest, he really just went out for a drive, but accidentally drove the car to Catherine's house, and "accidentally" "communicated" feelings with Catherine.
Mo Yuan had no choice but to use all his strength to escape from the devil's cave. He silently made up his mind to get the power to enhance his physical fitness from the game!
After returning home, Mo Yuan suddenly remembered the "Zero-ring Spell Construction Encyclopedia" given to him by the cheap teacher Camilo, and wondered if there might be any spells in it that could help him.
He flipped through it carefully, and sure enough he found the spell he needed on the middle page:
Persistence spell: Zero-ring spell, gain type. After use, it can enhance one's own energy, improve concentration, and consume less. It is a practical spell to improve the success rate of experiments.
Mo Yuan completely ignored all the descriptions except for enhancing energy. This function had completely attracted him. However, the prerequisite for constructing a zero-ring spell was to become a mage apprentice. Although Mo Yuan meditated once, he was still far from being a magic apprentice.
far away.
But Mo Yuan thought of another problem. He had mana! It was mana, not the priest's holy light, nor the mage's magic power.
Now he has a guess, can he build the spell framework first and then become a mage apprentice?
But in reality, he only has one life, so he doesn't dare to gamble on this. You can try it with him in the game. Anyway, he can be resurrected after death in the game.
Mo Yuan suddenly remembered the black man who broke into his house yesterday and was made into flower fertilizer by him, and he couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart.
You must know that the great-grandfather who inherited all his inheritance told him personally before his death that Queens is the safest place in the entire city of Princeton. All the people living here are celebrities and tycoons who have great influence in the entire state. No one
Who has the guts to cause trouble here?
But looking at it now, my grandfather’s face was slapped.
However, it has nothing to do with who makes trouble. Most of the inheritance inherited from his grandfather is run in the form of a foundation. Work has nothing to do with him. He is only responsible for taking money and having fun.
What does the American conspiracy and political rivalry have to do with him?
He had been here for so many years without any relatives, and he didn't value fame, fortune, or anything else. Simply put, the temptation for him from Luni's family was far greater than the position of a governor.
It was useless to think too much. After washing, Mo Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate. Although he was still far away from being a mage apprentice, as long as he worked harder, success would be closer.
Duration, wait for me!
In the early morning, Mo Yuan was awakened by the unpleasant noise. Although the sound insulation of the villa was good, too much sound still penetrated into his bedroom.
"My *you*, is this a dead horse so early in the morning? So excited? So capable of barking!"
Mo Yuan opened the curtain with an angry look, took a look and then quickly closed it.
Good guys, they're all black!
The whole thing is like a black ocean, it's so turbulent, I don't know what it's doing, but there's quite a lot of movement.
Mo Yuan had never seen this scene before, and he didn’t know what the situation was like outside now. He called Catherine, Monica and the others and found that the wave of black people had surrounded the entire Queens, and people everywhere were shouting
The slogan "Anti-discrimination! Want democracy" is actually chaotic elements who are looting madly and trying to buy for zero yuan.
But through talking to some nearby neighbors and friends, Mo Yuan discovered that the situation outside is not simple now.
This time's zero-yuan purchases are much higher than the last time in terms of scale and degree of restraint.
Last time, there were thugs who tried to break into residents' homes through chaos, but this time there was no one. They acted very well and only robbed Wal-Mart, Aldi, Trader Joe's and other large supermarkets. However, the purpose of their actions was different than
Last time it was even more nihilistic, and the feeling that someone was controlling it from behind was even more obvious.
After all, the last time the black people came was nominally to oppose the "Queens No Homeless Ordinance", which was understandable, but this time it was purely unreasonable.
Listening to the noisy noise outside, Mo Yuan felt a headache for a moment. The cooling time of "World of Gods" has not yet come, and there are so many black people outside who feel uncomfortable doing anything.
As a last resort, Mo Yuan remembered that there was a private cinema underground in the villa. It would be a good idea to go out and watch a movie if you had nothing to do. Anyway, since the last time a black man broke into the house, he had replaced all the doors and windows in the house with explosion-proof ones.
It is a military model. Not to mention the unarmed black people outside the door, even the fully armed soldiers will have to work hard to get in.
What's more, the traps Mo Yuan carefully arranged in the house are not vegetarian.
Mo Yuan took out a piece of filet from the cold storage, briefly fried it, popped some popcorn, and headed to the underground cinema with these things.
The mute effect of the underground theater was good, so Mo Yuan put down his food and began to choose the movies he wanted to watch.
Outside the door, Lorna, who was dressed in black casual clothes, looked at the sturdy military alloy explosion-proof door in front of her in confusion. For a moment, she thought she was in a military zone.
But the point is, this is Queens! What’s the point of installing blast doors?
Lorna looked at the black army not far away, well... sometimes it is quite useful.
But this door can block ordinary people, but it cannot block FBI agents.
Lorna muttered something unknown, and then she rushed straight to the door, and actually rushed in and entered the villa.
After coming in, Lorna couldn't help but feel a little arrogant. No matter how well prepared you are, it will be useless when facing magic.
She was thinking like this, but she didn't notice that an extremely tiny camera had captured all of her physical features. After confirming that she was an intruder, a beam of infrared rays shone on her, completely locating her.
Two automatic machine guns were quickly raised and aimed at Lorna, and soundproofing equipment was raised on all the walls of the villa.
"Chug, tug, tug, tug, tug."
The machine gun aimed at Lorna and fired rapidly. Lorna was immediately shot in the abdomen, but she reacted quickly and threw herself behind the sofa to hide.
Then a row of small pipes quietly appeared, and a green poisonous gas rose in the room.
Lorna was in a hurry to avoid the machine gun fire and was unprepared. By the time she reacted, she had already inhaled a lot of poisonous gas.
“whatfuc*!”
One last thought flashed through Lorna's mind, and then she fainted. This chapter has been completed!