Knight of the Light

Marcos has received professional combat training, and he is very strong. Dealing with ordinary people is as simple as killing chickens. The first time today I met someone who could beat him like a chicken.

Zhou Qingfeng's response and speed are too fast, and his strength far exceeds the appearance of his appearance. This made Marco's explosive attacks fail to get any benefit.

At the moment of being knocked down, Marcos felt like a huge stone on his chest, unable to breathe or move. He felt blood gushing from his lungs, blocking his throat, and he could suffocate at any time.

Zhou Qingfeng reached out and dragged the Slav, who seemed to recover from drowning and was panting.

Ho ho

After several consecutive heavy breaths, Marcos wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at the young man in front of him with weird eyes. The opponent is shorter than him and has a good physique.

Judging from the few times the rabbit has just fallen, its ability to fight freehand is extremely strong, without too much skill, it is enough to crush any opponent with speed and strength.

"Who are you?" Marcos did not believe that an ordinary person could beat himself so easily. The other party is not as simple as the surface.

Zhou Qingfeng poured a glass of water from the drinking fountain, flicked his finger to turn it into holy water, and then handed it to Marcos. "Drinking it is a bit of a benefit to you."

Marcos sat down and took a drink. His severely painful jaw and suffocated lungs were relieved. "What did you drink for me?"

With only half of the glass left, Marcos raised his hand and tried to look into the light, then bowed his head and sniffed again. He personally watched Zhou Qingfeng receiving water from the drinking fountain, but the water was obviously a little different.

Anyone who takes a heavy punch on their chin cannot drastically relieve their saliva. But the young man did it.

"My name is Zhou Qingfeng, the president of the 'Holy Light Group'. The group has a lot of business and my interests are also very broad. I recently wanted to develop a new business. But this business may not be so legal."

Zhou Qingfeng's limb gestures, Marcos understands. ‘Holy Light Entertainment’ expands extremely fast within half a year, and its ability to grab the market is like a whale swallow. No company can compare with it.

"I have several companies with good results, but I am a bit short of staff. Especially those with special abilities."

Zhou Qingfeng is indeed distressed, and many things require him to do it himself. For example, a Vietnamese man who managed to pirate comics had to go in person, which is really not like what the high-ranking people do.

"What does this have to do with me?" Marcos asked back.

"Suddenly there is a bear in the flock, don't you think it's weird? As the leader of the flock, I naturally want to investigate the origin of the bear." Zhou Qingfeng said.

Marcos made a self-deprecating sound in his thick chest.

"It seems that I really shouldn't hide in a small film crew making underground movies. Who knew there was a monster hiding behind this film crew? What do you want me to do?"

"Actually, you should let me know about this problem. I am in a good mood these days and I plan to listen to your job application, maybe I won't kill you."

Zhou Qingfeng's joking smile was like a devil showing fangs.

Marcos was shocked for a while. After a while, he realized that his crisis had not been lifted. Obviously, he ran in the wrong place. The new owner is not easy to fool.

"My name is Vasily. B. Polyakov, now Marcos. I was born in East Berlin, of Russian descent. I worked in Stasi for seven years and went to Moscow for training two years ago.

Russian, German, English, French, Spanish, my language talent is good. Tracking, assassination, disguise, stealing secrets are all fine. An agent should be a member of me. "

Marco Shi paused, but Zhou Qingfeng shook his head.

The former had to go on, "Maybe I can pull a group of desperates and form a small organization or something. Or engage in black market transactions and smuggle some tight goods."

But Zhou Qingfeng still shook his head.

"I can help you to deal with some difficult things and meet people who should not be in contact with you. Collect or distribute some of the information you need.

I know some special communication methods, and they will come in handy after all. "

Zhou Qingfeng nodded again with a smile, and withdrew the spine-like mental pressure. He just needs someone to do some wet work for himself.

Marcos breathed a sigh of relief. A few seconds ago, there was a kind of palpable horror surrounding him, like a sharp dagger against the heart, ready to kill him at any time.

After the pressure was relieved, Marcos gasped again, looked at Zhou Qingfeng doubtfully, and asked, "What did you just do to me?"

"Nothing." Zhou Qingfeng snapped her fingers gently, and Irene walked in from outside the room. There was a thin sheet of paper and a knife in the hand of the tree maid.

The text on the paper was strange, and Marcos didn't know it at all. He took the paper and knife in confusion, looked at Irene, and then looked at Zhou Qingfeng.

"Drop your blood on the paper." Irene said with a smile.

"Why?" Marcos asked, puzzled.

Elin ’s smile is more charming, "You can do it, sign a contract."

The sound came into my ears, and Marcos's brain was chaotic. His ever-steady will softened, and he gently cut the knife with his knife.

The slight tingling made Marco suddenly sober. He watched as blood dripped from his fingertips and fell on inexplicable paper. The blood stains spread, and soon the whole paper was bloody.

When the paper sheet was completely submerged in blood drops, all the strange words on the paper sheet disappeared.

Horrified

Marcos' heartbeat jumped to two hundred, and it seemed like a bang. He looked at Zhou Qingfeng again, and there was extreme fear in his eyes, as if there was a real higher demon sitting in front of him.

"From now on, you are the overseas director of‘ Holy Light Technology ’. Although you are the only person in this department, remember to come to work at the company tomorrow. Computer :: /

I will arrange someone to help you with some documents, you will need to travel to mainland China. "

Zhou Qingfeng got up after speaking, and walked out of the small house rented by Marcos.

Marcos asked aloud at the end: "What do you mean by the outside world? What do you want me to do?"

"Explore overseas markets. For example, sell our cultural products all over the world. I suggest you to understand the business of" Holy Light ", to make money for the company, you can make money.

The company is likely to develop the European market next, especially in Russia. I need you to run a relationship, contact some old friends and make some preparations. "

Zhou Qingfeng's voice soon disappeared in the stairwell outside the door.

Irene took a step later and left a business card for Marcos, "The new Director, Your Excellency, this is Irene, this is my phone. If you have any need, please contact me.

The company's office building in Causeway Bay will leave you an office. In addition, you'd better not think about running away, otherwise your heart will not be too good. "

The Shujing maid smiled and turned away. Just leave Marcos in a daze in the room.

Walking outside the dilapidated apartment building, crowds of people on the messy hk street. The prosperous international port also has shadows, and the poor are not as comfortable as dogs.

Zhou Qingfeng looked up, and the disordered shop billboards covered his eyes. Irene asked in a low voice: "Master, can this downcast guy help us?"

"There's no way. The things we want are not something that can be bought casually. The only opportunity at present is Russia to the north.

But for that chaotic country, I really blacked out. Not to mention looking for contraband. Finally, there is a party that leads the way, so we have to try it out. "