My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

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Under the vast sea of ​​stars, the choppy waves are rolling in a thick, ink-like sea.

The violent sea breeze whizzed past, with the cold chill of the silk and the smell of the sea.

If you carefully analyze it, you can smell a trace of smoke from it...

In this seemingly calm sea, a behemoth of more than a hundred meters in length, like a giant monster in the sea, is quietly floating on the sea.

When you are near, you can see it clearly. This is actually a submarine of the body of steel!

At this moment, an oriental classical beauty woman wearing a black tight-fitting leather jacket with long black-tailed ponytails and full of explosive temptation is standing on the deck of the submarine.

Beside the woman is a blond man with a slightly thin body and a tall figure.

The man was in a navy coat and looked at the sea in the West with a smile. His face was relaxed and his face was relaxed.

Behind this man and a woman, there is a team of uniformed naval uniforms, but there is no national flag, but on the chest, they all use silver lines to outline a horrible and horrible picture!

The blond man noticed the sorrow of the oriental beauty around him, and smiled with the standard London English gentleman: "Mrs. Prajna, don't worry too much, the time is still abundant. The Navy of the Jiangnan Military Region of China found us and rushed over, at least Half an hour."

Prajna faceless, cold and authentic: "Colonel Brewster, I don't care about the Huaxia Navy, I only care if Lord Pluto is in trouble."

This blond man, the grandson of Macedonia, Brewster, was only slightly older than the original forgotten country, not too thin and too dry.

And a naval windbreaker, restored to the position of the colonel with the force of action, Brewster lost a little more interesting, more calm and reserved.

"Dynamite is Ms. Prajna personally led the eight-disciplinary meeting to put up, the power of those explosives should be clearer than anyone else, not for the Lord of the Kings.

As for the torpedo and Tomahawk cruise missiles launched by our fleet, it was requested by Lord Pluto. He naturally knew the consequences and would not do anything that hurt him. "Brewster Road.

Prajna’s eyes flashed a bit of complex emotions, subconsciously looking back, and glanced at the soldiers behind him...

In addition to the nuclear submarine at the foot, just now, there are two frigates and one guided missile destroyer.

They are all the most advanced naval equipment in the country. Even because of some special modifications, they are much more technologically advanced than the US and Russian fleets!

Hundreds of soldiers like the regular army, obeying the command of Brewster, according to the coordinates sent by Yang Chen, completed the launch of dozens of Tomahawk missiles, in one go!

After the battle command was over, the fleet sailed to the high seas, and the nuclear submarine stayed and waited for Yang Chen.

Prajna almost couldn't imagine why Yang Chen had a super-equipped team with such excellent equipment and no ghosts to enter the Chinese seas! ?

This is not only a question of financial resources, but a powerful channel, and the broad appeal can be successfully formed.

With such a fleet, I am afraid that attacking the United States is not a problem, because the US military will not find the whereabouts of this fleet until it is hit!

If it wasn't for Yang Chen, she would let her lead the eight-disciplinary meeting, and she wouldn't even imagine that Yang Chen's men still had such a force...

"Colonel, can you tell me your fleet, what is the name? I seem to have never heard of any mercenary of such a size." Prajna could not help but ask.

Brewster blinked and smiled. "Mrs. Prajna, you are your own, of course you can tell you... But I have to correct it first. This is not my fleet. This is the private fleet of Lord Pluto.

I am only the commander of this ‘Ghost Fleet’, and asked the blessing of my father-in-law, General Sauron, to be led by the Lord Pluto to lead the fleet.

Our ‘ghost’ is not a mercenary, but established by regular military standards. In addition to fighting for Lord Pluto, it is to defend its territory from infringement. This time it was only a small team of our fleet, because I did not want the Chinese government to be too difficult to do. ”

Prajna stunned his eyes and couldn't believe it. Is this just a small team?

She also had a lot of time to return to Yang Chen. In the middle, she also had exchanges with other Chen Chen’s men. I didn’t want to see the tip of the iceberg.

In fact, she did not know that after the last Pluto left, many of the forces left behind were taken over by Yang Chen. Therefore, Yang Chen did not spend much effort and gained a lot of savings. Otherwise, Yang Chen would expand himself in the world. The forces must also spend many years.

After a while, Prajna returned from the incomparable admiration, and at this time, people with a keen sense of smell, let her perceive a trace of the sea!

"Someone is coming... is Lord Pluto!" Prajna looked at the distant sea.

In front of outsiders, she still does not directly call the word "master".

Brewster also saw that some people in the sea were floating and sighed. He used to search for Yang Chen's cell phone signal, but found that he couldn't find it.

At this moment, holding Yang Meng, Yang Chen, who is fast in the sea with only the strength of one hand and two legs, is very embarrassed.

The clothes on the body are basically broken and ruined. Although the wounds have healed quickly, they can only swim to the position of the submarine, which is rather shameful.

In the battle with the broad-based, it was possible to use the space law to quickly escape, but once the space law dealt with such a character is almost ineffective, it is easy to be intercepted, leaving a traceable tail, and second to bring Meng Yu, Yang Chen is even more uncertain.

Therefore, I had to swim out of the sea quickly through the passage of the mountain and the sea that the torpedo broke through.

With Yang Chen's powerful body, knowing the water, and protecting a man who has a good internal force to escape from the sea, it is not difficult.

Due to the large number of cruise missile sieges, a few elders, such as Mengkuo, were busy transferring other people, and they had to resist the power of the explosion. Naturally, they couldn’t control how Yang Chen escaped.

What is called Yang Chen is that the mobile phone has lost its role because of the pressure of strong pressure. Fortunately, he has already recorded the coordinates that Brewster waited for and can still find it here.

Nearly using the swimming sprint without slowing down, Yang Chen came to the side of the submarine, and sent the whole body to the coma, and gave it to the stunned, and then climbed to the submarine deck.

"Lord of Pluto, the commander of the Ghost Fleet, Brewster, pays tribute to you!" Brewster saluted, and the etiquette did not fall.

Yang Chen was taking some salty seaweed from his body, threw it aside, spit a few mouthfuls of salty saliva, and waved his hand: "Oh, Brewster, although he is performing combat orders, not private play, but salute If you put it first, let the submarine drive to the high seas first, and save the Chinese Navy from coming to trouble."

"Yes! Your Excellency! Please enter the submarine!"

Yang Chen nodded, and said to the side of the prajna: "Plain, you look at this woman, she will do the internal work, you give her some medicine that can lose the fighting power, don't kill it, I have to ask her." ”

The prajna dagger should be, bowed his head and looked at the obscurity in his arms. Although the wet hair covered half of the face, he still could see that it was a charming woman, and could not help but flash a touch of cool color in his eyes.

After entering the submarine cabin, the submarine quickly sinks and quickly sails to the high seas.

Yang Chen took a wet step, went all the way to the command room, dug his ears, and listened to Brewster’s battle report.

"Lord of Pluto, obey your request, this time the mission is to carry out the third squad of the Ghost Fleet, in addition to our Virginia-class nuclear submarine, there are two Bazin-class frigates, an Alibek-class guided missile destroyer.

Your private luxury yacht, ‘Erebos’, has been waiting on the high seas to leave the Chinese waters within half an hour at our current speed. ”

"Hey... such a battle group is just right, yes, how many missiles did you fire?" Yang Chen asked.

"There are forty-seven Tomahawk cruise missiles," Brewster replied quickly.

Yang Chen couldn't help but step forward, and the brow picked and asked: "How is the market for Tomahawk now?"

“The cost is about 600,000. We started at around 700,000 US dollars... You ask this is...”

"What?! Seven hundred thousand!?" Yang Chen pulled up the door and said with annoyance: "Why are you playing so much? Is it not enough to fight a few more bombs?"

You hit me for more than 30 million dollars in four rounds! ? Your grandfather is not very settled! ? How to raise you such a defeated family! ? ”

Brewster was wronged, but he didn't dare to refute anything. Didn't he feel that he had to cover the firepower completely? Then, you didn't tell me to save money...

Yang Chen is very distressed. Although his family is well-off, there are many people who can raise them. These missiles can't kill those **** who are in the house. Isn't it wasted?

When I thought that there were so many masters in Mengjia, Yang Chen was a big man. When he was sober, he had to ask clearly, in the end, which one was played.

After more than half an hour, the Ghost Fleet squadrons converge and arrive around a brightly lit luxury yacht on the high seas. This four-story, nearly 200-meter-long white yacht is one of Yang Chen’s private toys. , Erebos number.