my beauty world

Ronan found the self-service computer, searched the catalog of ancient topographic maps of Baghdad and Iraq, and immediately came up with a long list.

People in ancient times drew pictures casually, but people in modern times would break their legs.

Those who can find the corresponding treasure based on the ancient treasure map that lacks coordinate reference are definitely talents.

Ronan found the corresponding bookshelf, took out a map book, looked at each room, and quickly found the corresponding reading room.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the reading room, Aiman ​​came out, and he was somewhat surprised to see Ronan, who was familiar but different.

Ronan uttered an agreed code word.

Ayman confirmed that the person was correct, and said, "You are finally here, please come inside!"

Ronan followed him into the reading room, and there was another person inside.

a woman!

She was wearing a black silk robe, a printed vest, and her long brown-black hair was permed in big waves.

The loose gown couldn't hide her undulating figure, and her Eurasian traits gave her an astonishing beauty.

When people stop here, there is not only the wild beauty of turbulent worship, but also the extremely restrained bookishness.

Like a female explorer full of knowledge.

Ayman closed the door and introduced the two parties: "This is Murphy, and some people call him Nail Stranger."

He went on to introduce the woman to Ronan: "Evelyn Weisz, the youngest professor ever at the University of Baghdad, currently serving as the deputy director of the library, a student of the old man in the mountain."

The last sentence caught Ronan's attention. Through contact with many Assassin personnel, it is not difficult to find one thing. The old man in the mountain is like a true god in the eyes of believers inside Assassin!

Evelyn looked at Ronan slightly. She might have put on makeup, but her appearance was not outstanding, and her temperament was average. It might be difficult to find it if it was thrown on the streets of Iraq.

Ronan nodded slightly: "Hello."

While talking, he turned his head to look at Aiman, who smiled at him and said, "I have something to do at the moment, you guys talk first."

People just leave.

Ronan still doesn't understand what Aiman ​​means.

This is Murphy, the nail geek, showing his value. Assassin plans to use a beauty trap?

How could such a decent person like him do this?

Therefore, if the enemy does not move, I will not move!

Evelyn suddenly said seriously: "The old man in the mountain asked me to bring his greetings and sincerely invite you to join Assassin."

Ronan said: "Assassin and I are friends and allies, and have a common enemy!" Then he said nonsense: "We also have common interests. We are in the same camp."

Evelyn believed the former words, but she didn't believe a single word of the latter.

But the two sides are united because they have a common enemy.

Evelyn stretched out her hand and signaled, "Please sit down."

Just when her sleeve was exposed on her wrist, Ronan saw a red skull tattoo on it!

Then, Ronan thought of the draft girls he saw at the Ambo Hotel in Deir ez-Zur. It was impossible for the students of the old man in the mountains to participate in the kind of pro-people draft activities, but would they look like those draft girls or other men in Assassin? Stunning cuneiform script?

This question is really not easy to ask, and it is not easy to explore.

Evelyn turned around and sat opposite Ronan, shaking her body tremblingly. As a student of the old man in the mountain, she was loyal to Assassin, but she was not a traditional Arab woman either.

So, if you have something to say, ask directly: "Ayman said that your strength is at the third level?"

Ronan said vaguely: "Almost, generally the third-order is not my opponent."

Evelyn is not a puppet, it has something to do with herself, so she continued to ask: "May I ask, which career system?"

Why do these questions sound strange?Ronan said nonsense: "A variant of the private and gentleman system, which roughly combines the strengths of the two."

Private soldiers and gentlemen have the same origin, and they are also the extraordinary professions that have derived the most side branches.

Evelyn continued, "Did you go to college?"

Ronan gradually tasted it: "Middle school dropout." He changed from passive to active, and suddenly grinned: "Actually, I can only kill people, or plan to kill people!"

Evelyn knew very well that the Elders would take a fancy to the Nailman, and that was precisely why.

"I am a Ph.D. from Cambridge." Her voice was not high, but there was pride in it: "Double Doctor of History and Philosophy."

Ronan didn't think much about it, raised his thumb, and casually threw out a compliment: "It's amazing."

In the original world, the double female doctor is really powerful.

Evelyn said, "Are you going to stay in the Middle East for a long time?"

One question after another, Ronan didn't bother to answer, and directly pointed out: "I think you misunderstood something, or Assassin misunderstood something, there is no need."

He smiled politely: "That's it, ma'am."

Evelyn was silent.

Ronan stood up, walked out, and said suddenly: "If you are worried about being punished by the old man in the mountain, you can tell them that I didn't like you."

After the person left the reading room, Evelyn stood up and found that this person was not without merit.

More frank than Arab men, able to think from a female point of view.

Ronan went out of the reading room, found the corresponding bookshelf, and searched for the retrieved map books.

Evelyn was beautiful, but he wouldn't be able to pull his feet out of a beautiful woman.

Speaking of which, the female vampire Selena I met in Los Angeles was more beautiful. In terms of face alone, that kind of vampire's coldness was stunning, and Ronan still sprayed her face with spray.

Finally, let her experience the earth plane for free.

Ronan flipped through the book quickly, and Ayman came to him unexpectedly.

The two found a place where no one was there to talk.

Aiman ​​pointed out: "Assassin treats every friend with [-]% sincerity!"

"I feel Assassin's sincerity." Ronan is still using Assassin's personnel and strength at this stage, and is still a good friend of Assassin: "Elder, our friendship has gone through the tempering of blood and fire and the Tested, stronger than steel, never fades like real gold, and does not need to be mixed with other things."

Who dares to touch a woman who can't be trusted easily?

There is something called love poison in this world!

Ronan said again: "Elder Aiman, there is nothing else necessary. Our goal at this stage is..."

His voice was extremely low: "How to deal with Americans and Israelis!"

If you want to see a person clearly, actions are more effective than words. Dubai and the Golan Heights have cooperated twice. Ayman believes that the nail geeks are extremely hostile to the United States and Israel. Putting aside other thoughts for a while, he asked: "What exactly do you want to do?"

What does Ronan want to do?Of course, it was the white turban who fought against the Ansaga Jew to fight to the death, and said, "How many second-level and higher players can you mobilize? It is best to have a third-level team."

Ayman thought about it for a while, and said: "Only me and Hassan are above the third level. Evelyn doesn't have the third level, but it's about the same. I have the right to mobilize all Assassin personnel in Syria and Iraq. In the short term, I can almost Ten second ranks were drawn, but their actual combat abilities vary from strong to weak."

Ronan can understand this. Bloodline inheritors like werewolves or witches may be stronger.

Those with mass-produced fast-growing cuneiform tattoos seem to be weaker.

But the strengthened fighters at the Special Affairs Bureau are also quick-formed.

"I've thought about it in the past few days. The current situation in Iraq is dominated by the U.S. military. With the power of modern heavy weapons, they have an overwhelming advantage on the frontal battlefield!" What Ronan said was the reality before him. : "Assassin will not be able to compete with the US military on the frontal battlefield in the short term."

The fire coverage on the Golan Heights made Ayman deeply convinced.

Even if he and Hassan were in the Mossad camp, facing the Hurricane rocket volley to wash the ground, they could only drink their hatred on the spot!

Ronan said softly: "In the short term, it is best for Assassin's anti-American and anti-Semitic actions to come from secret attacks and scrambles. In this regard, it is easier for extraordinary professions to use their own advantages."

Ayman said: "The extraordinary power of the US military is not bad, and there are also people from the Secret Service stationed in Iraq, and there are many reinforcements."

Ronan's words are repeated: "So, our goal this time is the extraordinary power in Iraq. We try to kill as many of the extraordinary power of the United States and Israel in Iraq as possible. Assassin will at least not be able to fight in the small battlefield. It will be as passive as it is now."

He further said: "The United States and Israel are very strong, and so is the extraordinary side, but they also have to take into account many regions, such as the NATO side."

Ayman said: "I... no, Assassin will fully cooperate with you."

Ronan stretched out his hand: "Happy cooperation!"

Aiman ​​shook hands with him: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

A common enemy allows both sides to put the other aside for now.

Ayman quickly took his leave and left, ready to mobilize manpower to cooperate.

Those people were bandits hundreds of years ago, and after hundreds of years put on the cloak of so-called freedom and democracy, they are still bandits!

Ronan looked through many books, but couldn't find any similar ancient maps.

Because Evelyn was the Deputy Director of the Baghdad Library, Ronan did not dare to ask someone about the map rashly.

After all, it is related to the clues of Solomon's Temple.

Ronan saw that it was about the same time. He left the Baghdad library and drove to Baghdad International Airport. Ilsa's flight was about to arrive.

Not too far from the airport is the Taki military base where the US military is stationed in Baghdad.

All airports and bases have bird repellent equipment, and it is difficult for ravens to approach.

Forcibly approaching, it is easy to detect abnormalities.

Even if Ronan observed from a considerable distance, he could see that the US military was heavily guarded, with armored vehicles, armed helicopters, ground attack aircraft and fighter jets on standby ready to dispatch at any time.

No one wants to try the power of 30mm machine guns, guided bombs and surface-to-air missiles with their bodies.

Even if Chaofan rises, facing the powerful thermal weapons that also belong to the use of energy, who would dare to underestimate the modern army armed to the teeth.

Ronan came to the exit of the terminal building. He didn't wait too long before seeing Ilsa come out of the terminal, dressed neatly and specially made up.

Beside him, a burly woman followed with a luggage bag.

Ronan raised his hand and gestured.

Ilsa seemed to have a feeling in her heart, she looked over immediately, and strode towards this side.

Helen Bingham inevitably cast curious eyes.

Flying here with the boss along the way, although the boss has been very calm on the outside, she can feel that the boss is in a very good mood.

When Ilsa came to Ronan, all she could say was only one sentence: "I'm here."

Ronan took her hand: "Go."

Just like that, Ilsa was led by him, and followed him quietly and desertedly.

Helen pressed the flesh on her face that was about to cramp, why did things look so weird?

Boss man?

As the boss's personal bodyguard, Helen can see many things. Besides the Syndicate, the boss has other forces and sources of information. It is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Could it be this man?

But the boss, the top terrorist in Europe, is looking for such an ordinary man?

Even if he is not like Leonardo, the handsome guy in Hollywood, he still has to be a bit of a comrade with the lights off, right?

Not long after Ronan drove out, he suddenly encountered a road blockade by the U.S. Army. After a general look, there was a U.S. convoy returning to Taki Base, which encountered a roadside bomb.

An armed Humvee was blown up directly.

This daily life in Iraq, Ronan has seen it twice with his own eyes.

Seeing that he couldn't finish the job for a while, Ronan simply drove around other roads, and turned his head to look at the bomb crater and the smoking Humvee at a distance. Comfortable.

Ilsa was curious: "What is the bomb used for?"

Ronan is an expert in this area, and said: "The modified Soviet-made 120 mortar shells are detonated with a mobile phone remote control detonator, and the attacker is nearby."

Suddenly, in the building near the road over there, there was the sound of M4 and AK shooting.

Then there was another explosion!

Helen looked over there through the car window: "Didn't the US military control Baghdad?"

Ronan said casually: "The security war in the occupied area, the worldwide problems, and the daily life here, you will get used to it after a few days."

Helen nodded, and suddenly introduced herself from behind: "Helen Bingham, the bodyguard and assistant of No. [-]."

"Hello." Ronan replied, looking at Ilsa, seeing her smile, and said, "Murphy."

"Murphy..." Helen murmured subconsciously in her heart, then her eyes widened, her voice wanted to be raised but she forcibly held back: "Murphy?"