my beauty world

And they have a way to die!

Sitting at the wooden table in the basement, Dani took an old book next to it. On the cover was written "Gypsy language" that had long since disappeared in the long river of history.

This city is full of changes and changes!

A storm is brewing right now!

When Dani was living in Eastern Europe, he once suffered a failure at the most critical moment of promotion, causing his vitality to be seriously injured. After many years of dormancy, he gradually recovered. With the keen sense of an extraordinary person, the most suitable opportunity for promotion had arrived.

Open the book, there are gypsies in it, and there are supplements made in Latin later.

Flip to the third page, and there are seven huge heads written in Latin: Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Laziness, Pride, Envy, and Rage!

Dani's fingers ran over Lust.

This one is done, there are six remaining.

When these are completed, he will be promoted to the third rank and have his own path to murder!

Dani closed the book and put it away, then turned to look at the blackboard. There was a big fat man with big ears on it.

One of the staff of the White Room: Karl Anhusser.

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Pleasure Club Bar, a very ordinary nightclub in Washington.

Because the bar owner has some relationship, even in this place of Washington, there are a large number of beautiful girls haunting the hotel at night, constantly attracting male customers to come to drink and have fun.

After having a drink in the afternoon, Patu, who was still not clear-headed, wobbled towards the bar.

He fumbled into his pocket and found some cash.

After drinking, there is a suitable affirmative offerer to go to the hotel for consumption, and the person who makes the appointment usually only needs cash.

Approaching the entrance of the bar, Patu unwrapped three sticks of chewing gum and stuffed them into his mouth, suppressing the smell of alcohol from belching.

I will drink again later, but what I just drank has a different taste from what came out of my stomach.

"This damn alcohol addiction!"

Patu said to himself, he knew that drinking was a mistake, and he even lost a job at the Andrew base because of drinking.

But also got another job.

You can lose your job, but you can't quit drinking, and quitting drinking is deadly!

A commercial vehicle was parked across the street, and the people in the vehicle watched Patu at the entrance of the bar through the window.

Jess dressed up as a young lady again, and asked the subordinates in front, "David, is that him?"

The thief leader in a large area of ​​Washington, at this time, behaved like a guinea pig: "Boss, my people specially bought a few waiters in the bar this afternoon, and confirmed that the person who brags in the bar that he worked in logistics at the military base is this Patu. "

Jess glanced at the alcoholic: "Get him done!"

David nodded, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "The target will go in immediately, ready to act."

Jess sat in the car and waited patiently.

Patu was very lucky today. Just after entering the hotel and drinking half a glass of wine, he saw the type he liked. It was a relatively rare woman with red hair and big ass.

Red hair and big buttocks are Patu's favorite. He likes to hold the red rein and hit the heavy rear of the car the most.

Naturally, she went up to strike up a conversation, and the woman was very straightforward: "How much can you offer?"

Patu made a gesture.

The woman nodded, said the name of the motel, and said at the same time, "You will pay for the room and bus fares."

It was rare to come across such an aesthetically pleasing product, and Patu felt itchy, so he agreed.

Pleasure Bar has rules, you can hook up in the bar, but you can't trade in the bar.

Patu led the woman out of the bar, called a taxi, and went to a motel on the outskirts of the city. Motels are relatively cheap, and they are also the preferred place for people in this industry.

Even, some women are involved with the hotel, such as bringing a person to the door, and the hotel will pump water.

David asked the driver to drive and hurriedly followed.

After going out of the city and arriving at the slightly empty motel, the red-haired woman quickly opened the room and led Patu into the room near the backyard.

After closing the door, Patu couldn't wait to take off the woman's clothes. Just as he stretched out his hand, four people rushed out from the bathroom.

The red-haired woman hugged Patu's hand vigorously, the other three pressed their hands and feet, and one took out a rag and pressed it on Patu's nose and mouth.

Patu struggled desperately, but his body, which had been corroded by alcohol for many years, did not need much strength.

The four men who controlled him were all strong men!

Male on male and male on male, Patu couldn't even move, let alone resist!

It didn't take long for the drug to take effect, Patu's body softened and he passed out.

Four burly men set up Patou and handed him out through the rear window, where a van was parked with the cargo door open toward the rear window.

People threw them into the car, locked the door of the car, and the four men and one woman retreated separately as planned.

The van quickly started, drove out of the backyard and continued to run outside the city until it reached a remote mountainous area.

Seeing a commercial vehicle parked ahead, the driver hurriedly stopped.

David waved at the driver: "Come here, get in the car!"

The driver obediently got into the car without saying a word.

The commercial vehicle drove away, and the little sister Jess loaded the goods from the side of the road. The key was left in the car, the ignition was turned on, and the car drove in circles to the small road where there were no people.

When she came to the appointed place, she looked around, as if a bird was flying from a nearby tree.

After waiting for a few minutes, someone appeared in the dark. Jess quickly got out of the car and took a few steps forward: "You're here."

Ronan nodded slightly, and asked directly: "Where is the person?"

Jess pointed back: "In the carriage."

Ronan walked to the rear compartment, Jess hurriedly followed, and went to unlock the door and turn on the lights.

Jess opened a box, took out the black robe and mask, and gave Ronan the same after putting it on: "I asked someone to check, he is alone in Washington, he has no job for the time being, and no frequent friends, after you ask I'll control it and take him to other states when it's over."

"Yes." Ronan used the vest of passers-by, plus a layer of black clothes and black robes. He raised his head and said, "Bomb!"

Ravens descended and stood in nearby trees to act as sentinels.

Ronan took out a shot of LSD and threw it to Jess: "Go and give him a shot."

Jess has seen it many times. Next, she skillfully gave Patu an injection in the neck and asked, "Is one injection enough?"

"Let's take a look first." Ronan judged that Patu was just an ordinary person, remembering Giselle who Jess had an injection last time, and asked, "What happened to that female Mossad agent?"

Jess's tone immediately weakened: "It's still closed. I'm brainwashing her. Some of the training she has experienced has become instinctive. It takes time for the seeds of consciousness to work."

Ronan has always been simple and straightforward when dealing with enemies: "If you can't do it, kill it."

Jess's patience was almost exhausted: "Yeah."

Seeing that Ronan stopped talking, Jess didn't dare to speak casually, so she simply went to the door of the rear compartment, took out the prepared bird food, and threw it to the raven: "Bomb, continue!"

The raven took a look, but didn't move at all, and the bird food fell to the ground.

Jess scratched her head in embarrassment: "I bought it just for you."

Raven remained still.

Ronan took out a small packet of roasted meat cubes and handed it to Jess: "Use this."

Next, Jess opened the bag, took out one, threw it into her mouth, chewed and swallowed it, it tasted really good.

Then, it turned out that something wasn't quite right, it was for birds...

If I eat bird food, am I not in the same position as a bird?

"Ah! Ah-"

The raven yelled at her, and Jess quickly took it out and threw it to the raven. Watching the raven skillfully catch and devour it, Jess's face under the mask was full of grievances: "Is this the daily food of the bomb? A bird is worse than..."

On the other side, there was a moaning and chirping sound. Compared with Giselle that Jess had seen, Patu's resistance was almost zero.

Ronan began to question in an orderly manner: "Name?"

"Patu-Trincon."

"Profession?"

"The former ground staff of the Andrew training base, because of his alcohol addiction, he is no longer suitable to stay at the base. He was recruited by the FBI and became their informant in Washington, looking for spies hidden in society."

Under the effect of the medicine, Patu's words poured out in a rush.

The FBI's informant status was a complete accident.

Such a person appeared on the streets of Washington, and it really wasn't innocent.

Not to mention FBI informants, even well-trained FBI agents can't handle powerful hallucinogens.

Ronan knew about Andrew Air Force Base and asked, "What happened to the training base?"

Patu said in detail: "The elite training base, led by the White House and the Pentagon, in conjunction with CIA, DHS, FBI, DEA, and Secret Service, jointly established an elite training base that specializes in training elite soldiers and powerful agents, and trains graduates. Known as a private or non-commissioned officer, they have super combat capabilities."

As soon as Ronan heard it, he understood that this was the place where the old Americans specially trained soldiers' professional systems, and asked again: "Is the bald eagle representing the United States at the training base during the large-scale political activities?"

Patu has worked at the training base for several years, and this qualification is also the reason why the FBI recruited him: "The Eagle's Nest is in the training base, and there are eagle keepers and guards in charge, and the bald eagle enjoys the same treatment as a national treasure. !"

"Which department is in charge?"

"In the past, the Secret Service was in charge. Later, General Hawke established the Special Affairs Bureau, and the Bald Eagle was changed to the Special Affairs Bureau. It is said that the eagle breeder and the guard officer were transferred to the Secret Affairs Bureau. I don't know the details, but I just listened to the people at the base. Chatted about it."

Ronan asked a key point: "What is the strength of the eagle breeder and the guard?"

Patu said directly: "I have seen them train. The two guards are very, very scary. They are stronger than the training officers at the base who are code-named non-commissioned officers! The strongest is the Eagle Raiser. He is an aborigine, code-named Chief!"

Ronan nodded slightly, except for the Special Affairs Bureau and the aborigines, everything else was expected.

Better than the trainer code-named Sergeant, maybe a second-order peak or something?Or third order?

The falconer was an aborigine?Code Chief?Sure enough, there are people who betrayed their ancestors everywhere.

Ronan had met people from the ancient Indian system, and through soul fragments, he knew that the second level of the hunter system was called a tamer, and his taming proficiency came from the tamer of the Virginia manor.

It is estimated that the falconer is at worst a tamer.

Ronan continued to question, but there was not much useful information. After all, Patu was just an ordinary ground worker at Andrew's training base, and he couldn't grasp the key points at all.

What made Ronan feel useful later was the people at Andrew's training base, who often went to an officer's club to relax during their vacations.

Unable to ask any more questions, Ronan looked at Jess: "I'll leave it to you."

Jess nodded: "Just don't worry, I can take care of it."

Ronan was about to get out of the car.

Jess asked proactively, "Is there anything else for me to do?"

Ronan stopped, and said casually: "Check if there are any recent political activities that require the appearance of the bald eagle."

Jess basically controlled a member of the House of Representatives, and she was well informed about it.

Ronan got out of the car and walked towards the dark place.

The raven flapped its wings and flew up.

Jess waved at Raven: "Bomb, goodbye."

After speaking, he found the bag containing the roasted meat grains in his hand, and quickly hid it in his pocket.

Jess tied up Patu, locked the car door, got into the driver's seat, and said in her heart: "Next time, I must strive for equal treatment!"

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Chapter 180 Totem Master, French Chicken Visits the United States and Awakens the Seed (6000)

Back at the hotel, Ronan recalled what Patu had told him. Unexpectedly, the bald eagle was transferred to the Special Affairs Bureau.

According to various information obtained before, the Bald Eagle has always been in charge of the Secret Service.