God-level Agent System

After half an hour, Lin Huan arrived at the destination.

After getting out of the car, he put on a mask and walked into a bookstore on the corner of the street.

This bookstore has a small area, only 20 square meters. In addition to some regular novels, periodicals and other books, there are also otaku's favorites-female U photo albums and action love movie CDs!

At the moment, there are several male customers in the store who are concentrating on selecting photos and CDs, but those regular novels and periodicals are not very popular.

Lin Huan was no exception. He went straight to the bookshelf full of action love movie CDs and began to appreciate it seriously.

"I'm going, Mr. Bodo's latest fan!"

"Hey, has Erika Momotani also released a new show? Is there a code again? Damn it!"

Lin Huan's gaze swept back and forth on the discs, lingering forever.

After all the customers in the store went out, he reluctantly came to the counter and said to the store owner in Huaxia: "Boss, do you have rheumatism and painful pills here?"

In a bookstore, it is strange to ask for a drug instead of books.

The owner of the shop is a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses. He glanced at Lin Huan blankly, and then said, “We don’t have rheumatism and orthopaedic pills, but there are a few Chunfeng Bailu pills.”

It could be seen that he did not feel strange.

Lin Huan raised her eyebrows and asked, "How many?"

The shop owner pushed the frame and said in a deep voice: "Three seven twenty-eight, how many do you want?"

If anyone else was here, they would definitely mock the shopkeeper's count of death early. Three or seven is obviously equal to 21. This is an arithmetic problem for elementary school students. It is funny that he would make a mistake at such an age.

But Lin Huan didn't show any surprises: "Well, although it's a little bit less, it's enough. Give me thirty-five. Use it urgently."

After hearing this number, the store owner finally showed a relieved smile: "I finally waited for you."

Lin Huan took the sentence: "Fortunately, I didn't give up."

Of course, these two sentences are not the joint code, but the lyrics of Zhang Liangying's "Finally Waiting for You". Lin Huan said this only out of playful psychology.

The shopkeeper didn’t know this, so he was stunned when he heard it, and then asked, “Do you want the stuff now?”

Lin Huan nodded and said, "Well, I want it now. In addition, I need a seven-seater SUV. Can I get it?"

The owner smiled and said, "No problem, I just have one."

"Will you reveal your identity?" Lin Huan was a little worried.

The shopkeeper said confidently: "Don't worry, it's a ***, it won't be discovered."

Lin Huan nodded and said, "Okay, take me to get it."

It turns out that the owner of this bookstore is exactly the person who joined Lin Huan as Han Qianshan said!

The shopkeeper pointed to the room behind him and smiled: "Okay, you go out first, I'll go to the inner room to get the key."

Looking at Lin Huan's back, the shopkeeper quickly edited a text message with his mobile phone and sent it out. The text of the text message was-"I am coming from China, I am expected to arrive at the predetermined location in half an hour!"

After the shopkeeper locked the door and put up a sign indicating that the business was closed, Lin Huan followed him in a Toyota Corolla and drove away.

After half an hour, the two came to a residential area.

After parking, Lin Huan asked, "Is it too dangerous to hide things here?"

Out of caution, Lin Huan was still wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a peaked cap.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "The most dangerous place is the safest place. Let's go, get off the car and walk over."

Lin Huan nodded, and walked into a house behind him.

This is a one-storey one-family building. It is a traditional building of Dongying. After Lin Huan walked in and looked at the living room environment, he found that the furnishings were extremely simple, with only some necessary daily necessities, and nothing else. Things.

Looking inside, Lin Huan found that the doors of the toilet and the bedroom were closed tightly. He didn't have any nasty taste to use perspective eyes to observe the scene inside.

The owner pointed to the sofa and said kindly: "Sit down for a while, and I will pour you a glass of water."

"Don't bother, I'll leave when I get something." Lin Huan didn't want to be here for too long, lest Ye Ye and the others wait in a hurry.

"That's it..." The shopkeeper groaned and said, "Well, I'll get it for you."

Just when the shop owner was about to walk into the bedroom to fetch things, he suddenly stopped and asked: "By the way, Han Longtou didn't say how many weapons you need. How many are you right?"

Lin Huan raised her eyebrows, with a sense of vigilance in her heart, and immediately said, "The more the better."

"Oh..." The shopkeeper nodded in thought, and asked casually: "Are many people here this time?"

"No, just myself." Lin Huan took out a cigarette, lit it, and said, "But I like to play guns, and I don't have the opportunity to show off in China. When I come to Dongying, I want to make a big one."

The owner smiled after listening, nodded and said, "Yes, it's time to make a big deal."

When the voice fell to the ground, the bedroom door was opened from the inside, and a middle-aged man in a black samurai uniform with a samurai sword slung on his waist walked out.

Behind him, there were four young men with submachine guns in their hands.

As soon as they came out, they all aimed their guns at Lin Huan.

Seeing this, if Lin Huan still doesn't know what happened, then he is really an idiot.

"Is it so fun to be a traitor?" Lin Huan asked with a relaxed face, taking a cigarette to himself.

The shopkeeper said with a somewhat ugly expression: "I have my own difficulties."

"Difficulties?" Lin Huan laughed mockingly: "Everyone who has become a traitor says that he has difficulties, but no matter what your difficulties are, I will not forgive them!"

The shopkeeper's complexion changed again, and then he smiled: "When I betrayed the shadow of the dragon, I never thought I would get your forgiveness."

"Let's talk about it, what is the purpose of your coming to Dongying this time? Besides you, how many members of the Dragon Shadow are here?"

"Where is your foothold?"

"If you tell these things, you can still live. Otherwise, you will die in a foreign country."

"Sorry, I don't have any interest in being a traitor." When the voice fell, Lin Huan pinched out his cigarette **** and got up from the sofa.

"Bigga!" The black samurai drew out the samurai sword, and said to Lin Huan with a sullen look: "You'd better get acquainted, otherwise I will let you taste the power of the Dadongying samurai!"

Lin Huan smiled at him playfully and shrugged: "Since I entered the shadow of the dragon, the so-called Dongying warrior who died in my hands is not thirty or twenty."

"Frankly speaking, to me, you are nothing more than chickens. I can squeeze your door to death with one hand!"