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"Name?"

"Huai Shi."

"gender?"

"Cough, male."

On the chair in the office, Huaixi twisted a little uncomfortably and raised his hand to ask: "Wait, are we opening a new volume?"

"Huh?" The registrant behind the desk looked up in confusion, not understanding what he was talking about.

"No, it's nothing."

After reviewing the book of destiny, it was found that there was no sudden division of the volume. Huai Shi was relieved and did not open a volume. The plot was still under his control.

He was fed up with the sudden super-expansion.

Behind the table, the young man with glasses looked at him suspiciously, and after a moment of silence, he pointed to the helmet of Huai Shi: "I think it's better for you to remove that."

"Uh, forget it ..."

Huai Shi didn't know how to explain it. He could only say after a long time, "I'm afraid of birth."

The registrant's expression twitched, "Come on."

"Oh, what about the lady just now?" Huai Shi asked curiously.

"I don't know. After crying, I ran away again. Did something happen?" The young man scratched his head. "I came here to work, too. Please forgive me for any mistakes."

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone is the first time." Huai Shi waved his hand and spread it on the chair, listening to the noise outside and relieved.

Fortunately, he ran fast, and no one knew where he was.

"What's going on outside?" The young man asked with a frown.

"I don't know, maybe it's a fight?" Huai Shi whistled innocently, but no one could see his guilty appearance through the mask: "Jinling branch is really chaotic."

"Yeah ..." The recorder sighed a few times, "Where did we just say?"

"Remove the helmet."

"No, go further."

"gender."

"Oh, oh, yes, gender, male ..." The registrant hurriedly lowered his head to record, and then looked up and asked: "In order to facilitate unified management and all considerations when assigning tasks, can you show your soul ability and rank? ? "

Seeming to feel the hesitation of Huai Shi, he hurriedly said: "Please rest assured, these will be recorded in a confidential file, absolutely confidential."

Keep it secret.

Lao Liu's lesson in front of him is in front of him. His blood and tears reminder is still in his ears: If you don't want to be transferred to a secret department to work overtime and die, don't seem to be so useful and peculiar.

Therefore, Huai Shi raised his head and said sincerely: "Second-order gold-level sublimator, the Holy Mark is a small pedigree called the mountain ghost, the ability is to plant grass, and the soul ... is to change a knife, you see. "

With that, Huai Shi reached out and a sacrificial knife appeared in his hand. As he poked forward, he poked it into the pot on the table, and suddenly a fairy ball grew out ...

"Uh ... alright."

The recorder carried the pen like a pen, and finished recording quickly. He looked up and saw that Huai Shi was still poking his potted plants. He was growing a fairy ball, as if afraid of his unbelief. His eyes suddenly twitched: "Yes, please don't poke again Now. "

"Oh, okay." Huai Shi withdrew his hand.

The sound of the phone suddenly sounded.

"Sorry, take a call." The recorder smiled awkwardly.

While he was on the phone, Huai Shi looked around this exquisite office. Although it was small, it was very delicately dressed. Many places took care of it, as if it were a girl.

Potted plants are still on the table, which makes life interesting.

"Okay, I've arranged everything here, and the work is over soon." The recorder looked at the time again: "So, when I'm free, it's ten o'clock."

The phone hung up.

"Right, how to call it?" Huaixi asked.

"Wind comment."

The young recorder smiled and held his glasses: "The wind of the wind, the evaluation of evaluation ... Ah, no need to introduce myself, I already know that you are Huai Shi."

"Ok, I have officially entered your data into the background." He got up and reached out to Huai Shi: "You can check your records on your phone later, and the security department will activate your permissions and The account on Metatron's Cube and internal merit points, I wish you success in the future. "

"Thank you."

Huai Shi shook his hand politely.

The registration is over.

A big rock fell in his heart.

When Ai Qing found Huai Shi, it was already two hours after the end of the meeting.

At eight in the evening.

As if he had lost his way, Huai Shi had been walking around in the kitchen.

"Where did you go?" Ai Qing frowned and asked, "Don't you say I'm waiting in the lounge?"

"This ..." The weird face of the mask became strange: "It's a long story."

"Forget it, you don't have to be in the lounge." Ai Qing shook her head unpleasantly: "Now the quality of the group of cadres around is too poor, even a group rack in the branch, one of them is hanging on the wall. What ... do you know what's going on? "

"..." The mask freak was silent.

Ai Qing frowned, as if she felt something was wrong, and immediately heard the sound of the phone shaking violently.

Emergency mobilization order.

All the people set off to arm around.

——The trail of Green Sun has been found.

The location is in a huge hotel next to Xuanwu Lake,

Ten minutes ago, it was confirmed that there was a Green Day member ’s action, and then after ten minutes, the action was ready and everyone was in place.

Under the shadow of the shadows, a special operations team from Haigou Prison, the sublime army called 'Original Dark', has walked into the hotel with a huge luggage bag, except for a dim shadow on the floor. Ever.

"One is in place."

"The whiteboard is in place. What the **** is this **** codename?"

"The second loaf is in place, and the sparrow said, this is called going into the countryside, and the folklore of Dongxia is so profound."

"The fourth senior is in place. In other words, why should I call the fourth senior?"

"All in place, the monitoring has been shared, I want to eat Xiao Long Bao."

"Eat later, don't eat anything when you work, okay?" A helpless voice sounded from the channel: "Sparrow is in place."

"People are here, what is the goal?"

"A total of seven are in the suites on the ninth floor. The structure is as shown in the picture. It is found that there is an alarm mechanism in the corridor, but no trace of the jailbreakers ... Also, they seem to be packing up and leaving.

"It's not too late, then move quickly. One and the whiteboard are responsible for fire support. The fourth senior and the whole are responsible for the border partition. Others ... others are free."

The sparrow dropped his bulging travel bag and took out his rifle and short cannon to throw it to his companion: "Me and the nine treasure lotus lamp are responsible for breaking in. Does it say that the catch is still clean?"

"Nothing."

"If you don't say it, you're half dead, half your luck."

The sparrow wears the bulletproof vest and pulls the bolt of the pump-operated shotgun: "It's not easy to be a livestock, you take a break and sing songs and eat cheese fondue, saying that if you come to work, you must come to work , I do n’t give any buffer time ... Hey, do you have any rest days on weekdays? "

"Often work overtime."

"What is mediation?"

"What is cheese fondue?"

"No, what is vacation?"

The response of the teammates made the expression under the sparrow's mask more and more helpless: "Forget it, when I didn't ask ... Everyone is a social animal of the Astronomical Society, and if you die, you will be a ghost animal of the Astronomical Society. Not easy. "

"Ready to cut off the signal, count down, five, four ..."

The sparrow stood in the room, took a deep breath, and looked at the nine-powder lamp beside him—the burly giant-like nine-powder lamp put on a helmet, and lifted a large shield and armored piece beside it. The heavy, aggressive high-frequency axe twisted his neck.

Ga Bam's voice sounded.

The lights flashed in the empty room.

Extinguished in the countdown.

After illuminating the holes in the mask, the sparrow gradually became cold eyes.

"three."

"two."

"One."

In the blink of an eye, silence came.

Everyone suddenly heard the sharp sound that seemed to pierce the eardrum. From the roar, the whole building was shocked, and the huge ninth floor was instantly covered by shadows.

The depth index climbed rapidly.

Under the operation of the outside world, the great secret instrument Zarathustra was carefully separated by a crack, and the physical rules here were shrouded in darkness under the rapid rise of the depth index.

At the last moment, the sparrow smiled hoarsely in the dark.

At their feet, the solid floor fell apart in an instant.

Numerous broken masonry and concrete structures quickly split into thick dust, which fell like a rainstorm down with the two figures.

From among the countless dancing dust, the sparrow peeped into the stunned faces.

Immediately afterwards, the roar of gunfire sounded.

Alchemy gunpowder burst into a fiery poisonous fire, pushing countless small iron **** to fly out ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in the dark radiating silver blaze.

Before the dense silver rain radiated, all flesh and blood was torn through, like a rotten tomato in a blender, and the plasma flew.

The sparrow had already landed, smiling across the mask to those shocked empty spaces, lifting the gun in his hand and pulling the trigger again.

Deeper darkness struck.

From the hoarse screams and roars, there were constant dull loud noises and roars of gunshots, horrifying sounds of chopping blood and flesh with swords and axes, and the silver blaze of bursting shots.

But soon, gunshots and loud noises have all disappeared.

In less than five seconds, the darkness gradually thinned.

It was replaced by a scary scarlet, and numerous broken limbs turned the entire messy room into a nightmarish hell.

The sparrow was standing in hell, stepping on the pool of blood, and the hot barrel was on the forehead of the last living mouth.

Murmured.

"Don't get rid of moths, don't run around blindly, you save trouble, I don't worry, understand?"

The sparrow squatted down and looked at his face, as if to say something to surrender and not kill, but soon sighed helplessly: "Forget it, look at my eyes--"

So, get it done.

In the crisp voice of the lighter, under the mask opened by the sparrow, the cigarette held by his mouth was lit, and the blazing light illuminated the disgusting and handsome face, and the deep and impenetrable face. sad.

"According to the original vacation plan, I should receive hair recuperation in Rome at this time ... I will have to run back to collect the garbage again."

Thinking of this, Liu Dongli's eyes were red with anger:

"--Look at your good **** thing!"

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