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Both of them were dressed in white clothes like snow, spotless, and their faces were completely expressionless.

At this moment, their people have become like their swords, ruthless and sharp, and have no human emotions at all.

The two of them stared at each other, their eyes shining brightly in each other's eyes.

Everyone was far away from them. Although their swords hadn't been unsheathed yet, the aura of their swords was already shocking.
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This kind of fierce sword energy was originally issued by them themselves.
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What is terrifying is also the people themselves, not the swords in their hands.

Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "After a year, don't you come here without any problems?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "Duomeng is complete, luckily it is good."

Ye Gucheng said: "Why bother to bring up the old things again, in today's battle, you and I will each do our best."

Ximen Chuixue said: "Yes."

Ye Gucheng said: "Very good."

His voice already seemed short of breath, but after speaking a few words, he seemed to be panting.

Ximen Chuuxue still had no expression on his face, turned a blind eye, raised the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "This sword is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

Ye Gucheng said: "Good sword!"

Ximen Chuixue said: "It is indeed a good sword!"

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand, and said: "This sword is the elite of overseas cold swords, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels."

Ximen Chuixue said: "Good sword!"

Ye Gucheng said: "This is a good sword!"

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Director Feng stared at the screen in front of him non-stop, this scene actually made him a little distracted, this is not a TV series, this is simply a reenactment of the original work!

At this time, their confrontation had ended, but Director Feng was still intoxicated by the mood just now, and did not speak for a long time.

"Director Feng, Director Feng..." the executive director called him softly from the side.

After a moment, Director Feng came back to his senses, "Okay! Okay!" He smiled at Gu Long and Tang Yi.

In fact, not to mention him, almost everyone present felt this way, as if these two people were not acting, but were really agreeing to a decisive battle.

Director Feng rubbed his glasses, trying not to let himself be immersed in the previous artistic conception, "Okay, both of you, take a break first, we will continue to shoot later."

"Okay." Tang Yi nodded, and rested beside Gulong. Both of them were dressed in white clothes. They were still in white clothes before, but now they were sitting on the ground and resting, without the demeanor of a master at all.

"How is it? Did you remember anything?" Tang Yi asked Gulong. He was already trying his best to cooperate with Gulong, trying to wake up his lost memory.

Gu Long's eyes were a bit empty, and he shook his head, "No, I can't think of anything except the sword." As he spoke, he stroked the prop sword in his hand.

Tang Yi smiled wryly, this killer doesn't even know who he is or where he came from, but he still remembers his sword.

"What kind of sword is that?" Tang Yi continued to induce Gulong.

"Hmm...it looks like an umbrella, a sword like an umbrella." His eyes were a little dazed, but some pictures had already appeared in front of him.

"Is it an oil-paper umbrella?"

"Yes, yes..." He continued to mutter: "My sword... seems to have been drawn from it..."

Tang Yi saw that his face gradually became strange, and his body began to twitch. He knew that something was wrong, and quickly shook the lonely dragon, "Don't think about it, don't think about it, wake up."

Only then did Gu Long recover, and wiped the sweat from his brow, "Am I also like this before?"

"Yes, now you know why I want you to stay with me all the time."

Gu Long touched his violently beating heart, "Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I might not know what I did." He rarely showed a smile.

He no longer lives as a lone dragon, and his daily life is to follow the crew, and then eat his miso soup and many delicacies at Tang Yi's house. Although this kind of life is not perfect, it is very happy.

……

Cassel is a smart guy, a horrible smart guy, a pathetic smart guy.

"Excuse me, officer, please put out your cigarette." Muse slapped her face with her hands, showing a disgusted expression, "I hate talking to a person who likes devils."

Cassel smiled sullenly, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and threw it into the trash can beside him, "I'm really sorry, beautiful lady."

Muse didn't speak, but the plump breasts under her pajamas did make the atmosphere a little weird.

Kassel glanced at her, and slowly said: "Ms. Muse was born in Inca, why do you like to come to our Yuexi so much?"

"War is disgusting, but politics is what I love." Muse suddenly said such a sentence.

Kassel nodded slightly after listening, "War is the continuation of politics, and it seems that Ms. Muse has a good political vision." His eyes gradually turned cold, "No wonder everything was prepared more than ten years ago. .”

Muse's expression changed, but it wasn't the revealing frightened look that Cassel had expected, but a blank expression, as if he didn't understand what he said.

"Are you talking about my prediction about the situation in Yuexi?" She smiled. "Indeed, of course I have a vague feeling that war may become a theme in this country for many years."

Cassel's pupils moved slightly, like an extremely precise camera, to see any extremely subtle changes in the Muse.

"You are the calmest writer I have ever seen, ma'am." Cassel expressed his greatest doubts. He was very surprised by this woman's unflappable behavior. At the same time, this is what he admired about this female writer. .

"Should I be like a lost lamb to fit your imagination? That police officer, you really don't know how to be sympathetic." Muse smiled lightly.

"Haha..." Cassel laughed, his laughter was unflattering, his hoarse and gloomy voice could stop a child from crying, but he still smiled, "I hope you forgive me, ma'am." He stood Standing up, he introduced himself like a gentleman, "Your Majesty Kassel, Senior Agent of Yuexi."

"Senior agent?" Muse emphasized these four words.

"That's right, senior agent!" Cassel also pointed out.

"How advanced? Advanced enough to enter an innocent lady's home twice and make many unquestioning inquiries?" Muse seemed to have some air.

However, Cassel did not apologize or anything, but gradually approached Muse, and said lightly: "Senior enough to be qualified to enter anyone's room except the president."

Muse fell silent.She finally knew what a formidable person she was facing at Gate No. [-].

Cassel suddenly said softly: "Beautiful lady, you are indeed a very powerful woman. Your past is so good that I, a second-time agent, have to admire it, but I want you to understand that politics , has never been a woman's game, no matter what role she plays in it."

After finishing speaking, he left the room. Outside the house, a new message was sent on his mobile phone. For the first time, his expression changed drastically, as if someone had hit him in the head.

With a wave of his arm, many masked soldiers who were crouching outside the Muse House all evacuated.

If it weren't for the arrival of this message, the Muse at this moment would have been killed by someone who was killed by the fire of the abyss.

This woman made Cassel feel extremely uncomfortable. She was like a calm lake, unable to see the waves in her heart. This woman appeared in Yuexi during many important events in the past. If she was like him, then she would also You must guess the possible future strategic changes of the Inca, and everything can be predicted.

Her suspiciousness goes beyond her real identity, which is an unstable factor. For the time being, Kassel cannot find out what proves that she is related to the assassination. She also has enough evidence to prove that she is an ordinary person, but Kassel His intuition told him that this woman was not simple.

So she shouldn't stay here, she should be killed by the fire of the abyss, thus revealing the atrocities of the fire of the abyss.

But he still missed a step. In the newly sent information, his father surfaced. He was a commander of the Inca Army, and he was also officially recognized tomorrow as a reporter who could watch the president's speech live. If a person dies in Yuexi now, it will cause more trouble, and may even become a proof of the Inca's betrayal!
Inside the room, Muse's eyes were tightly closed, and her resting power came outside the room. She waited until everyone left here before she slowly opened her eyes.

A faint bloodstain appeared between her eyebrows at this moment, which made her abilities in all aspects reach a certain peak.

Cassel's cold-bloodedness exceeded his imagination. This man never cared about the evidence. He was just a brutal killer and an incompetent agent.

In the basement, Muse asked everyone to come out. She looked at these men and women. They should be at the age of youth, but because they have taken on too many things, everyone's face is full of tension and anxiety.

She bowed slightly to everyone, "Everyone, on behalf of the person in charge of Gate No. [-], I would like to express my deepest apologies to you all!"

"Boss, what are you talking about!"

"This is unbearable, we..."

Everyone stepped aside one after another, they were subordinates, how could they let their superiors bow to themselves!

"Except for the more than 100 people who were arrested, the remaining 100 people are still distributed in other places. At present, I only have you. I hope you can take away all the remaining people before tomorrow, can you?" She said A very difficult problem arises.

Of course, although the question is difficult, the answer is simple and yes.

That night, everyone was in action, and Muse slowly walked into the prison where the members of Gate [-] were held.