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"Take off your clothes."

Valentine sat on a chair and played with the rotary gun, his voice sounded casually. It was as if he had said something like "hand me the cup" and "turn off the light", and he didn't feel it.

What's wrong with a few words in this environment?

But soon, he noticed the sudden embarrassment in the air. Valentine raised her head and looked directly at the face of the soldier in front of her. Under the white mask, there was a slight surprise in her eyes.

But she soon recovered from the calmness she had at the beginning, like a pool of stagnant water, as if she had thought that she would have such an end.

"I mean," Valentine put down her gun and pointed to the mask on the soldier's face. "Take off your mask, robe and sting suit."

It is indeed easy to misunderstand if you say that kind of thing in this environment...

"I feel like I hear you telling stories like this, and don't you feel hot?"

Valentine pointed to the closed window behind him.

“You can actually open the window.”

This was Anfia's true thought, but she did not say it, but raised her hands. At her wrist, a snake-like rope was tightly wrapped around her ankle, and she followed her ankle

The ropes at the place restricted her freedom to this small space.

The meaning is very simple, I can't get rid of it.

How about you come?

...

"The rope is a slip knot. It looks tight and loosens with force, and it has no effect at all."

Valentine picked up the gun again and threw the bullet nest out. She kept rubbing the bullet nest with her left hand, making it turn and make a slap sound. Regarding the rope, he deliberately asked Xing Yihuang to do this.

The purpose of tied up Anfia was to test this guy. Although Anfia shot him in the eye, Valentine didn't want to kill her because of this, not just because the other party was pretty

He started to think with his second brain, but he felt that there was definitely a secret in this girl.

Before the bullet hit his eyes, Valentine thought that this girl was not an ordinary person when she looked through Anfia's face, let alone she was holding a handgun. An Usas held a handgun and

If you can also use it, how many possibilities will you think of?

There is no other possibility for a wealthy businessman or aristocrat.

Of course, it is possible for soldiers. However, judging from the girl's physique, Valentine believes that she is a military enthusiast who is rich enough to buy guns and weapons at home.

Although Valentine was in a state of snatching the fish in those two years, he still knew some things in the business and political circles. Chernobeller's wealthy businessmen generally had relationships with those nobles, and they were orthodox aristocrats, not service nobles.

Most of them were loyal lackeys of the Usas ruling class, and there were some rich people among the first people to evacuate. At this time, it was very suspicious that a guy who might be a child of a rich man suddenly appeared in the integration movement.

If it is a noble, let alone, there is definitely something inside. Behind Anfia may not be the story of a noble child surviving in the doomsday, but may even involve the war between the nobles serving Usas and the orthodox nobles.

.

Valentin believes that the matter of giving up Chernobeller to the integration movement is definitely unrelated to the Usas Empire. To date, Usas official does not even make farts about this riot is an excellent proof.

So, will a country whose ruling class is divided into two factions be unified in this matter?

not necessarily.

Unless this incident can bring rich enough rewards to the entire country.

However, judging from the information he received from Anfiya, the riot may have been tacitly approved by both Usas, and the withdrawal of the orthodox nobles and the serving nobles is proof.

As for a less important aristocrat like Anfia's parents... it is probably a sacrifice made by the orthodox aristocrats. Although the big goal has been set, the class enemy is the class enemy after all. In the case of ensuring consistency with the outside world,

It is still okay to engage in internal strife that does not damage the foundation.

As a result, some orthodox nobles with low status were left behind and became victims of the riots of the integration movement, and Anfiya was the victim of this sacrifice.

So, what exactly can make the Usas ruling class temporarily put aside internal struggle and shake hands and make peace?

Things that can benefit the entire country...

Apart from war, Valentine could not imagine any other possibility.

But when it comes to war...

Would you believe that a veteran military power like Usas would do such a stupid thing as a foolish person who secretly supports an infectious organization like the integration movement to attack other countries?

And he also sacrificed a city in his country first?

No one believed it, nor did Valentine.

In summary, Usas wants to use the integration movement to achieve the goal of "foreign war" and gain a lot of wealth through this war. Moreover, through the actions of the integration movement, Usas's goal is likely to be Yan.

country.

However, before the fact that Usas and Yan Kingdom went to war, there was another important condition that had not been realized.

War excuses.

But this war excuse...

Valentine really couldn't imagine that the integration movement could have Usas used as an excuse for their war against the Yan Kingdom.

"We found that there were terrorists in your house, so we sent troops to help you eliminate the terrorists."

This kind of war excuse for lying with open eyes is probably only used by Colombia in the Terra world.

Bang.

Valentine swung his right hand suddenly, and the bullet nest of the rotary hand gun instantly returned to its original position, and the metal parts stuck together made a crisp sound. He put down the hand gun and stopped his thoughts of turning and turning.

No matter what Usas wants to obtain through the integration movement, the integration movement organization has inevitably entered a decline and it is difficult to rise again. The dawn of victory has appeared on the horizon, and then just wait for the sun to rise.

alright.

As for Usas's conspiracy, Valentine couldn't imagine it and didn't want to think about it anymore. He was just a Rhodes Island employee, living at the bottom of the system of this world, what should he care about at the national level?

?

Although you have a task to save the world, you have to have the ability to save it. Before you really become stronger, it is better to complete your own life in Rhode Island.

He put the pistol on the table, next to it were the few head-buzzers, as well as the robe and mask that Anphia took off. It seemed that the noble lady did not try to escape when Valentine was thinking about her life.

Instead, he obediently completed the task assigned to her by the other party, which made Valentine very satisfied.

Valentine looked up and looked directly at the other person's face, carefully looking at the noble lady of Usas. When she was in Chernobeller, the affairs of the gang and the company were handed over to Leonid to handle,

He was mainly responsible for the job of preparing to overcome difficulties when the negotiations broke down. He had basically never seen those nobles and senior officials, and he did not know any of these noble children. In the past, when he was on Earth, nobles only existed in books and on TV.

Existence, now he has the opportunity to observe these people who are born to be young, so he will naturally not let it go.

Just like Valentine imagined, apart from her tall and tall figure and outstanding face, Anfia's temperament as a girl is different from those girls he had seen before, with a touch of from the bones

The nobility and elegance that is leached. Neither Xing Yihuang nor Raphael, Valentine would think that the other party was a pampered girl, and the first feeling that Anfia gave him was born with a golden key in his mouth.

Her exposed skin, her body curves, her long soft hair, and beautiful eyes, nose bridge, and lips... are all telling Valentine a message:

This girl is very precious.

She should live in a big house full of precious decorations, with dozens of professional maids serving her life. She has received extremely excellent education since she could speak, and every word and every action would be trained.

Gradually growing into a lady who is versatile and loves drama or flower arrangement. Without this riot, Anfia might have lived quietly like this, living in her aristocratic circle, and meeting a fellow woman one day in the future

She was like a well-educated noble young master who had a romantic love affair, held a grand wedding, took care of his husband and children until he was old and died.

But now, in those eyes that should be as beautiful as Raphael, Valentine had a hint of fatigue and madness besides seeing the grace and humility of the nobles.

It was as sudden as a clean and precious sapphire, suddenly stained with blood.

"You are beautiful."

Valentine looked into Ampia's eyes and gave her own evaluation.

No other praise is needed, these three words are enough.

...

He couldn't even think of a few words to ask Valentine to praise his girlfriend, but now he asked him to praise a strange girl. What can he say?

That's enough.

"Thanks."

Anfia simply pulled the corners of her mouth, and in Valentine's eyes it was like a bitter smile.

"I'm still pale in comparison to Dr. Raphael."

Um?

A few small question marks popped up on Valentine's head.

"Do you know Raphael?"

"Of course I know each other." The smile on Anfia's face finally stopped smiling bitterly, and there was a little longing in her eyes.

"I will never forget her beauty."

Wow, Raphael is the dream lover of a group of young men in Chernobeller. Valentine understood that the poster with the image of Raphael was printed on the paper man version, and it was sold a lot.

Anyway, Raphael himself belongs to him, and he can't control whatever people want, but this sister and fanatics really surprised him.

Is this girl a lace too?

"Then do you know me?"

Valentine put her hands on the table, leaned her upper body forward, pulling her distance from Anfia, with some expectations in her eyes. As a man, who doesn't want to be remembered by a girl, let alone

It's still a pretty girl, which can also indirectly explain...

"Don't recognize."

Your own charm.

Damn.

Valentine wanted to fall down on the table, but now he is the interrogator and the strong side. Doing so will completely disappear from his already scarce majesty. So Valentine resisted the urge to vomit blood and continued

Talk to Anfia.

"My name is Valentine. You must have heard of this name?"

That gang war in Checheng was definitely a major event that was rare in ten years. Valentine's name was also well-known to the general public at this time, becoming as well-known as Leonid and notorious as it was.

"Remember this."

Anfia nodded.

"So you are the public enemy of Qicheng."

Her voice was filled with coldness.

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"Why am I a public enemy? I didn't do anything to harm the world? I also helped Checheng to deal with four gangs. Although the gray area under the management of the Growler cannot be much peaceful, it is much better than before.

Well, why do I still get you hate me like this?"

Looking back on what he did in those two years, to be humble, Valentine is definitely not a bad person, but the hat on his head is a bit crooked. If he lists the things he did in Checheng one by one, he is called a good person.

The reform movement brought a large group of lost young people back on track. The newly built factory provided a large number of jobs for Checheng. Although the crime rate increased during the gang war, it was because the roarers were the dominant one after the war.

Chernobeller's crime rate has instead slipped straight.

In summary, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a good public servant of the people, at least it is more practical than those of the Checheng government.

"In the first few months of the Integration Movement invasion, Cherc was filled with rumors about you and Raphael, and it was not surprising that she became the public enemy of Cherc."

"I mean, emotional."

Looking at Valentine who was a little bit superior, Anfia quickly explained. She no longer looked at this Rhode Island operator like she did at the beginning. She felt much more relaxed, all because of Valentine's identity and name.

Rumors about Checheng.

According to rumors, although Valentine is still closely linked to the gangster, there are many positive descriptions, just like Vito Don Corleon, the character in the Godfather of the movie, the negative news cannot affect people's attention.

His positive comments.

Moreover, the things Valentine did were seen by people.

“…”

Valentine stared at this Raphael's fan girl and couldn't speak for a long time.

Anfia smiled awkward and polite.

"Okay, let's skip the nostalgia and move on to the next question."

Valentine patted the table lightly, picked up the rotary pistol again, playing with the bullet nest of the pistol.

"You said you were going to escape from Checheng with this pistol, so how did you join the integration movement?"

This is what Valentine doesn't understand the most. Logically, this noble girl has only two consequences. She either runs out of Checheng with her pistol without any danger, and goes to the dragon gate or there, and will not stay there without any chance.

Chernobeller; or was discovered by the integrated movement while running away, and died tragically on the streets.

After all, Anfiya has the title of a noble child, and the integration movement hates the most are those nobles. Now a lonely aristocratic girl has entered the city they have captured tremblingly, so the first reaction of the integration movement must be

It’s just thinking about how much protein this girl can bring to herself after removing her head or whether the chicken tastes crispy.

But Anfia took an unconceived path, joined the integration movement as a noble with a pistol, and was also a member of the integration movement to attack the gantry. She seemed to be completely adapting to the life of this terrorist organization. Valentine

It doesn't even look like how she did it.

"It's a long story."

"Then let's pick up the important ones."

Ampia glanced at the rotary gun in Valentine's hand and relaxed her body and leaned against the back of the chair.

"That's...I can't remember what day that day was."

"I only know that when I picked up the pistol and was about to leave, I saw an unforgettable scene."

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If you ask me who the Integration Movement is, I will tell you without hesitation that they are a group of thugs. And it is precisely because they are a group of thugs that I have such deep memories of this scene.

Because I saw the hope of reason in this group of crazy thugs.

When I escaped from school, the first natural disaster was over, but the sky was still fiery red, with thick dark clouds floating, as if above the dark clouds was a sky made of fire. I was very lucky to be from

After escaping from school, I did not encounter an integration movement and returned home without any danger.

All valuable things in the house are gone, they are broken. The doors and windows are destroyed. Any normal person can enter my house and rob. If they can find anything else, they look like a mess.

I was not surprised or collapsed because this was the most normal result I could imagine. The education I received for a long time made meritorious at this time, and it made me suppress my emotions in my heart.

This allows me to think rationally about the current situation and make correct judgments.

I remembered that there was a weapon hidden in the vault at home and a hand gun.

As a child of a noble, fighting training is actually in my course schedule. But that is just a gesture, or to strengthen your body and keep yourself in a good shape. What you learn cannot

It is really used for fighting, so this handgun is my hope for survival. Fortunately, I opened the vault and my father did not take the handgun away. It was still lying in the box, with the red gold and diamonds.

I wonder why my father didn't take away these valuables when he left, but the sound from outside could no longer allow me to continue thinking. The noise of the integrated movement came from far to near, which represented the arrival of danger. I put all the bullets in my arms.

Put it in the bullet nest, clumsyly pull out the insurance, and leave your home as quietly and quickly as possible.

I knew very well that I was not a qualified infiltrator and left my footprints on the ground when I escaped. But I did not close the vault, hoping that the valuables inside would make these thugs ignore the information I accidentally left behind.

The facts prove that money is omnipotent. They can buy lives. At least my life is saved by the red gold. In this city where there is no order, money is a pile of waste paper, but those thugs are still reflected by the red gold.

The yellow light scared the eyes, making them ignore the abrupt footprints on the ground, and I could leave safely. But just as I walked towards the city gate in my memory, a strange scene suddenly introduced me.

My eyes stopped and stood there blankly.

Oh of course, I was standing behind the bunker, otherwise I would be like those people. As for the scene I saw...

It was a execution ground.

A execution ground for the Integration Movement to execute the Integration Movement.