Gold Bodyguard [Interstellar]

He exchanged his experience on women, and pushed a pair of small earplugs in his direction, "By tomorrow at the latest, people from the Special Operations Forces will come here. This time we have to seize the opportunity, and at any time Keep in touch."

Before going out at night, Lyle was unwilling to wear body armor under his shirt, so Kane pressed him on the sofa and forced him to put it on. He obviously resisted before, but when Kane did it, Lyle cooperated very well, which made Kane suspicious He did it on purpose.

The night slowly descended, covering up the filth and chaos of the small island of Nale. Lyle put his hands in his trouser pockets, humming a song while blowing the night wind leisurely, and slowly walked towards the largest bar in Nale—— —Ass and chest go, the name of the bar intuitively expresses the preferences of the violent elements like Nale.

"Lyle, don't forget I can hear you all the time, please don't poison my ears."

Lyle continued humming.

"Fuck me, who told me I'm a celebrity, you can't take your eyes off me, I let you fuck me just to get me to the top of *, uh~~(groaning), fuck` Me, who called me a celebrity, let your hands want to stop, I know you want to suck my xx, so what are you waiting for..."

"...shut up!" Kane's voice came from a headache.

Lyle smiled and asked, "Sweetheart, are you hard?"

Kane's voice suddenly became serious: "A special operations unit guy has appeared, about 100 meters behind you, on the other side of the street, to your left rear. They moved faster than I thought."

"Honey, how far are you from me?"

"You are 150 meters directly behind you."

"What if you can't protect me in time?"

"...Nothing to do."

"Sweetheart, I'm so sad. You must not love me as much as I love you. If you are targeted, I will live and die with you."

"I don't want it anymore, it will be easier for me to die."

Lyle pretended to be humming, while teasing Kane vaguely: "Sweetheart, even if you unfortunately die before me, I will definitely avenge you no matter the cost."

The two talked about something unhealthy until Lyle pushed open the door of "Ass and Boobs".

The light in the bar was very dark, and the atmosphere was better than Lyle had imagined. Lyle thought that he would see a bunch of vulgar burly men, but he didn't expect that on the surface it looked similar to bars in the outside world, except for the ratio of men to women - seven There was only one woman among the eight men, and all the men's eyes shone with hunger and thirst.

Lyle sat down at the bar, and when he was about to order a glass of wine, a woman's voice sounded.

"Give a glass of beauty's gaze to this unfamiliar guest, and it will be counted on my account."

Lyle turned his head and saw a woman in her 40s who was exuding coquettishness all over her body. The woman's long curly hair was very attractive, her eyes were even more attractive, but at the same time she was confident and calm, obviously not a chicken.

The woman shook her wine glass, and continued: "The eyes of the beauty are a mixture of butt and breasts. You can try it, it's very good."

Lyle leaned on the bar with one hand, and lazily raised his head: "I prefer 'tough guy's abs' to names like beautiful eyes."

The woman understood his hint, burst out laughing, stood up gracefully, and when she was about to leave, she suddenly bent down and leaned into Lyle's ear and said, "Seeing that you really suit my taste, I won't let you down when I meet you." You can come to me when you find something, I mean anything, of course you need to prepare enough rewards. Believe me, you will need my help in Nale." He said softly and reported a series of numbers.

chapter13

Before Lyle was accosted by the second woman, Kane finally pushed open the door of the buttocks and chest. The moment the door was pushed open, the pistol slipped into his hand, and the sideways body and the dim light happened to block the exposed gun handle.

"Sweetheart, have you arrived? I don't feel safe without you by my side."

Lyle's voice came from the earphones, and Kane scanned the audience calmly, "Stand next to the bartender, don't leave the bar, nothing will happen to you."

"Sweetheart, what if someone invites me to her house?"

Kane fixed his eyes on the man in the suit who was following Lyle, and said casually, "Reject her."

"What if she's a rare stunner?"

"Then you go to hell and have sex with her."

"Oh sweetheart, don't be angry, I'm only kidding, I only have you in my heart, I swear."

"Shut up, that guy from Special Ops is walking up to you, buy him a drink if you can."

Lyle turned around, and sure enough, he saw a serious man in a suit walking towards him. He snapped his fingers at the bartender, and said casually, "Give this handsome guy a glass of beautiful eyes, please."

The man in the suit was obviously taken aback, and only after sitting down next to Lyle did he say, "Do you know who I am?"

Lyle shrugged innocently: "I know, you are a handsome guy."

The man in the suit smiled slightly: "Master Jasper, you might as well be more frank."

"I am telling the truth."

"Master Jasper, your existence threatens the safety of Planet Awana. I will execute you now. What do you want to say?"

Lyle took a sip of his wine, smiled sarcastically, and asked, "Is this your standard greeting?"

The man in the suit was noncommittal: "I can bring your last words to Mr. Jasper."

"It's quite humanitarian." Lyle's smile deepened, and the wine glass twirled between his fingers: "Can I ask how I threatened the safety of the planet Avana? Picking up girls, gambling, or racing?"

The man in the suit said, "Master Jasper, this is a planetary secret, neither you nor I have the right to know."

Lyle pushed the wine glass to the bar, arched his back relaxedly, and said lazily: "I pity people like you, who don't even have self-will, and are no different from the guns held in others' hands."

"The planet needs a gun like mine."

"Have another glass of whiskey with ice." Lyle snapped his fingers at the bartender, and then suddenly said, "Sweetheart, were you this unlovable before?"

"Huh?" The man in the suit looked at Lyle in confusion, and immediately drew his gun after realizing it.

The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of the waist, and Lyle still held the wine glass calmly. His slender fingers reached into the whiskey and stirred the ice cubes, "Sweetie, if you don't make a move, I will become someone else's."

"Thank him for helping me."

Before Lyle laughed, the earplugs were ripped off.

Man finger pulls the trigger.

"boom!"

Two gunshots almost overlapped each other.

There was an exclamation in the bar immediately.

Lyle clutched his waist and yelled at the bartender: "You can't fucking shoot earlier?"

The bartender blew at the muzzle of the gun, and a sincere smile appeared on the doll's face: "I'm sorry, your sweetheart told me to do it when I have to." Then he sighed pretendingly, " This is my workplace and I don't want it to be messy at all."

Lyle touched the hand on the side of his waist and stretched it out to his eyes, and saw the blood, "Is the bulletproof vest even a little bit useful?"

The baby face crossed the bar lightly, looked at Lyle's wound, and said firmly: "Of course it is useful, you are just a flesh wound, you can't die." Then he patted Lyle's wound twice.

Lyle grinned in pain, and kicked hard, the baby face easily moved away, and said with a playful smile: "For the sake of saving your life, show me some respect."

"Fart! How dare you confiscate Kane's money?"

"But I gave him a discount, because you are a beauty."

The baby face easily picked up the man who fell limply on the ground, turned around and said to Lyle: "Beauty, come with me."

Lyall hesitated, Kane should follow him to the buttocks and chest, but now he can't be seen anywhere.

"Beauty, don't look for it anymore. Your sweetheart is chasing the fish that slipped through the net. Before he solves the fish that slipped through the net, you should sleep with me first." Babyface said ambiguously.

Lyle walked up behind Babyface as if nothing had happened, and just about to kick his ass hard, Babyface quickly moved away again, turned around and winked at Lyle: "Beauty, friendly reminder, you have a Hurt!"

Having suffered at the hands of such an inexplicable baby face, Lyle was very unhappy, but there was no other way out but to go with him right now, ass and chest may be used to being shot, and calmed down after the brief confusion passed, but Lyle I doubtless still caught the attention of the people in the bar.

Lyle followed the baby face from the employee passageway to leave the buttocks and chest, and then went around the winding alley to his residence.

"Oh, what the smell of shit." Lyle covered his nose as soon as he entered the door.

Babyface shrugged: "It's not the smell of shit, it's the smell of stinky socks."

Lyle's dislike can no longer be expressed in words.

Babyface swept away the snack bag on the sofa, and said to Lyle, "Sit down for a while, and I'll deal with this guy." He patted the buttocks of the man on his shoulders.

"Buried him?"

The baby face had a "you are so innocent" expression, "Oh, beauty, it's not so easy to want to die. I use anesthesia bombs in my gun, and he will be in a coma for a day and a night at most."

After Babyface went to "deal with" the man in the suit, he came back soon, sat on the sofa, picked up an opened bag of potato chips, and began to eat. There was no crunching sound. Lyle bet that this bag Soggy potato chips are definitely here for more than a day.

Babyface was amused by the blatant disgust on his face, took off his shoes and squatted on the sofa, "Beauty, didn't your sweetheart tell you that I used to squat next to the shit with him to eat boiled beans?"

Lyle endured the nausea and said, "That sweetheart's squatting posture is also more handsome than yours."

Babyface spewed out a mouthful of potato chips.

Lyle was so sick that he was about to throw up.

The baby face was overjoyed: "It is said that your sweetheart is very sexy on the bed, and you can climax just by watching him sweat, so you are so devoted to him?" Touching his chin, he said, "But I remember that he used to prefer high cheekbones. bony brunette."

The first time Babyface saw Lyle was in a bar, and when he heard Lyle call Kane "sweetheart", he took it for granted that they were a couple, but who knew that "sweetheart" was just Lyle's name for Kane.

Lyle smiled and said, "Of course."

The long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, just like his mood at the moment.

Lyle reminded himself repeatedly that this was just a game, and he could lose his life, but he couldn't play in a mess.

chapter14

Lyle spent a day at Babyface, and for him, every second was a new breakthrough-before that, he really didn't know he could survive in such a messy environment.

He could tell that Babyface and Kane were actually the same kind of people, or because they had the same job, they had similar skills.

"You used to be in the Special Operations Forces?"

While fiddling with the potion bottle, Babyface replied casually, "That was a long time ago."

"Like the man in the suit, chasing and killing the so-called people who threaten the safety of the planet Awana?"

The baby face looked up and gave him a meaningful smile: "Oh, beauty, the work we do is much more upscale than this."

As Lyle casually browsed through the colorful liquids in those beakers and flasks, he asked casually, "Like?"

Babyface wasn't fooled, and continued to mix the potion in his hand, "If your sweetheart didn't tell you, then there's no need for me to tell you."

"Are you sure that the medicine made in such a place not as big as the bathroom will be useful?"

Babyface focused on determining the amount with the test tube, and said affirmatively: "Even if my medicine is made in the toilet, it will be more effective than someone else's in the Capitol."

"Then I'll wait and see."

***

Medication comes in handy the next night.

The man in the suit got the blade from nowhere and was secretly cutting the rope tied around his wrist. Just as he was about to cut it, a sound came from the right rear.

"If I were you, I would be bound obediently, and I wouldn't do such useless work."

The man in the suit countered calmly: "You are Master Jasper. There are many people in this world who are willing to save you. Of course you can be obediently tied up."

I don't know which words of the man in the suit touched Lyle's nerves, but the baby face standing beside Lyle clearly saw a haze in those blue eyes.

But the haze faded away quickly, and Lyle said nonchalantly, "Then you should think of a smart way to save yourself, for example, cooperate a bit. I think this Mr. Babyface is not a lover of killing."

Babyface pouted at Lyle's name, and seconded: "Yes, I'm good at killing people, but I don't like killing people."

The man in the suit gave up cutting the rope with the blade, but still held the blade in his hand, and said flatly, "It sounds like we are walking together."

The baby face walked up to the man in the suit, bent down, and asked, "I'll ask you one last time. I just want to ask you a few questions. Are you willing to cooperate?"

The man in the suit suggested plainly: "Instead of asking a few questions, why don't you pick some of my organs?"

With a bright smile on her baby face, she took out a needle from her jacket and waved it in front of the man in the suit, "I knew you would say that, so I was prepared."

"Veritaserum?"

"Yes, people who are under sedation and hypnosis are the most honest."

"Every Special Operations Forces member is trained on anti-Veritaserum, and even in a subconscious state, it doesn't give you any information you want."

"you will."

The baby face smiled confidently, and pushed the medicine in the syringe into the man's vein in the suit, "The veritaserum I injected for you has been improved by me so that it won't suppress your subjective consciousness too much. When your subjective consciousness and subconscious At the point of struggling and fighting each other, and supplemented by my proper hypnosis, not to mention the account password of the task content, it is how many pubic hairs you have-as long as you know, you will tell me."

The pupils of the man in the suit suddenly widened, and he suddenly began to struggle violently, and the chair rubbed against the floor making a screeching sound.

"You are Freeman! Ace Freeman!"

"I thought I had been 'dead' for so many years, and no one remembered me long ago. I didn't expect that there would be descendants who knew my name."

"Ace Freeman, a genius who entered Awana Medical College at the age of 13, entered the special operations force directly after graduation. During the one-year training, he achieved excellent results in courses such as fighting, camouflage, and sending and receiving secret information. He is the first in the history of special operations forces. The only graduate with a perfect score. He officially took the task for two years, did not miss a single shot, and was named the best team member. After entering the research institute two years later, he still occasionally goes out to the field. His marksmanship is not inferior to any field team member. But these are not your best. Famous place, 11 years ago, the generalissimo of the Alpha galaxy, Mo Luo, was exiled to Avana, and no one could pry a word out of his mouth. It was you who managed to find out the reasons and consequences of his arrival in Avana, and sent him to Avana in time. Only by returning to the Alpha galaxy can we avoid a possible interstellar war, and there are eight such things.” The man in the suit said slowly: “Ace Freeman, you are most famous for your interrogation with drugs and hypnosis. Skill."

Babyface sighed: "If I were you, even if I really guessed it, I wouldn't say it. I didn't intend to kill you, but now it seems that you don't want to live."

The veritaserum was gradually taking effect, and the man in the suit became confused and blinked continuously, appearing extremely sleepy.

The baby face leaned down, approached the man in the suit, and said softly, "What's your name, please tell me."

The man in the suit blinked less and less frequently, and he seemed less sleepy, but he looked more dull, and it took him dozens of seconds to react to the problem of his baby face, and he said in a daze, "Andy Karen, I It's Andy Karen, and Karen was my grandfather's last name."

"Very good boy, can you tell me about your grandfather?"

***

Seeing that Babyface was about to have a long conversation with Andy, the man in a suit, Lyle clicked disinterestedly, turned around lazily and went to sleep in Babyface's bedroom.

In the dream, he was back in high school, fighting bullfights one-on-one with his classmates. Those classmates knew his name was Jasper, and they played with him in wheel battles. They won his sports car, his cash, and his money. Watch, win him only a pair of panties.Then he walked home proudly wearing a pair of underwear with his head held high. For more than two hours, he suffered under the bright light and the ambiguous eyes of everyone, and he couldn't tell whether it was shame or pleasure.

Everyone wants to be named Jasper, and Lyall tries to ignore the occasional shutter click and ponder what the name Jasper has brought to him and taken away from him.He could lose millions in luxury cars in a playful gamble, which was what Jasper's last name gave him.

But what did the Jasper name cost him?

……

"Beauty, beauty, wake up!"

Lyle was rudely pushed awake by the baby face, and his face was ugly, "You better have a good reason."

While checking the bullets in the pistol, Babyface casually threw the gun to Lyle, without looking up, he said, "Is the safety of your sweetheart considered an appropriate reason?"

Lyle was stunned: "What happened to him? Didn't you say that he went to hunt down the fish that slipped through the net?"

The baby face said quickly: "There are two members of the special operations force who came to Nale, two people, two missions."

Lyle guessed what Babyface hadn't finished saying, and for the first time in the process of fleeing, his face was so gloomy.

"Kane is also the mission target."

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Babyface dragged Lyle to run quickly on the dark stairs, and said while running: "The target of that team member was not you in the first place. He appeared in the bar yesterday just to attract Kane's attention. I heard Andy Said that that guy cooperated with the drug lord Edworth in the East District to lure Kane to Edworth's territory, and wanted Edworth's people to catch Kane."

"The Special Operations Forces are disgusting," Lyle said as he ran down the stairs.

Babyface quickly walked to the underground garage, pointed to a panda-shaped mini car and asked Lyle: "Beauty, can you drive?"

The car was very small, chubby, with small tires, a black and white body, and two black rearview mirror ears standing sharply on both sides.

Such a car looks like a child's toy, and Lyle asked suspiciously: "Are you sure it can drive?"

Babyface threw the car keys to Lyle, "You will soon see the charm of the little panda."

***

The little panda slammed open the door of the garage with a "boom", and drove out quickly, jumping and jumping. Lyle's heartbeat and adrenaline soared together, and he drove the little panda to the destination quickly.

Babyface is struggling to wear a bulletproof vest in the back seat. Because he can't stretch his hands and feet, he wears it very hard.

Lyle had driven the best sports car in Avana, but he had never experienced the speed of a little panda, and his heart was about to pop out of his mouth.

"Is this car for sale?"

Babyface snorted: "Beauty, don't covet my little panda, even if I sold my kidney, I wouldn't sell it."

Lyle sighed regretfully.

The little panda would jump around funny when it first started, but when it started to drive smoothly, there was no shaking at all. According to Babyface's instructions, Lyle soon came to the door of a high-rise building in the East District.

Babyface opened the door and got out of the car, put two pistols in his waist, and carried a high-powered one on his shoulder, walked to Lyle and asked him to lower the car window the size of a head, and said: "Stay in the little panda Don’t come out, the little panda is bulletproof, it’s absolutely safe for you to close the windows.”

Lyle pursed her lips, with a little unwillingness in her eyes, but nodded quickly.

Babyface strode towards the tall building.

Lyall asked loudly behind him, "Why save Sweetheart?"

The baby face turned around, the gun on his shoulder made him look more casual, "For the friendship of us squatting next to dog shit and eating boiled beans together."

***

After a while, gunshots of "bang bang bang" began to be heard in the building, occasionally mixed with the sound of glass shattering, mixed with flashes of fire and thick smoke from time to time, and Lyle seemed to be able to smell faintly while sitting in the little panda. The smell of gunpowder.

The time seemed to be stretched for a long time, and Lyle ravaged his hair irritably, still unable to vent his depression, so he simply smashed hard on the steering wheel, and the little panda let out a cry of "Oh", which scared Lyle for a while. Jump.

Suddenly, his eyes swept to the back seat, and the baby-faced black mobile phone was more eye-catching on the white leather seat.

Lyle stared fixedly, and a series of numbers appeared in his mind.

***

Ace is too familiar with this kind of one-to-many gun battle. The pistol in his hand is like a part of the body, and the gun hits without missing a shot.

Ace's fingers were covered in blood, and his fingertips pressed firmly on the man's carotid artery. The other hand with a gun cut the man's hands behind his back, and whispered in the man's ear: "I just ask once. , where is the man that your boss just captured?" The way of asking is very clever, instead of asking if he is dead, he directly asks where he is being held.

The man was shaking all over, but didn't answer.

Ace's nails dug directly into his flesh, feeling the sticky flesh in the man's neck with his fingertips, and thick blood sprayed all over Ace's hands.

The voice of the man's screams changed, and the feeling of a finger stuck in his neck made his hair stand on end. He didn't even know that he was crying.

Ace coaxed softly: "Don't cry, little girl, this is just a snack before dinner."

The man finally spoke: "On... on the 17th floor, someone from the Special Operations Force will come to pick him up in half an hour."

Ace hit the man's neck with the handle of the gun casually, and spit out two words lightly: "Trash."

Now the elevator is no longer usable. To go to the 17th floor, you can only take the stairs, but there are many people guarding each floor. Seven or eight people, Ace, don’t pay attention to them. When they run out of ammunition, they pick them up and get killed by him. man's gun.

But on the stairs from the 16th floor to the 17th floor, the firepower was so dense that he couldn't take a step forward at all. He stood at the top of the stairs to reload ammunition, and the dense bullets swept past him from time to time.

Ace gritted his teeth, tried his best to step up a few steps despite being injured, raised his head and fired a few shots quickly.

With the almost overlapping gunshots of "bang bang bang", people on the stairs rolled down one after another. Ace leaned back on the stairs and panted slightly. He was wearing two layers of body armor, and the bullet hit his chest and abdomen. It's a bit painful, but it's not a big problem, but the left arm and left leg were shot each, which greatly affected the movement.

Ace took out a small blue bottle from his trousers pocket. After pouring the liquid into his mouth, he panted heavily, his expression was horribly distorted, and it took several minutes for his breathing to calm down. Got shot.

He threw away the gun in his hand, took a few steps, grabbed the machine guns of those people and walked slowly towards the 17th floor.

The 17th floor was very empty. Ace walked carefully, kicking room by room to see. When he kicked to the fifth one, the room was finally empty, with seven or eight black holes. mouth straight to him.

This is a conference room transformed into an interrogation room. A mahogany conference table is placed in a corner of the room. Kane is hanging by the conference table, with his head hanging down and his toes barely touching the ground. Not covered in blood.

Ace can take out dozens of people with cover, but in an empty room, facing off against seven or eight good guys with guns, the outcome is already clear.

Ace licked his lips, not only was he not afraid, but his eyes were even a little excited: "Do you want to guess how many of you can be killed before I die?"

The only man in a suit took a step forward and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. You can't and can't control it. If you give up now, I can let you walk out alive."

Immediately, someone nearby yelled unconvinced: "Killed so many of our brothers, and still want to walk out alive, dreaming?!"

The man in the suit emphasized his tone: "I have the final say!"

Ace's big black eyes were frighteningly bright, and the corners of his mouth were curled up and he smiled innocently: "Mr. Suit, are you afraid that the few shots I shot before I died happened to hit you?"

Before Mr. Suit could answer, Ace said in a regretful tone: "No, you are all cute, I won't favor one over another, bet a star coin, and I will send you all to hell."

The blue potion that Ace drank before had a deceptive effect on the nerves, and the pain was minimized. As long as the heart didn't stop beating, as long as he was not dead, he could fight.

In this confrontation, the outcome is undecided.

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Ace pulled the trigger with sticky blood-stained fingers, his beautiful black eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't even need to aim, the machine gun was his arm, he could make the bullet hit anywhere.

Although Ace was alone, and there were seven or eight people on the other side, no one dared to underestimate Ace, and no one dared to shoot first, for fear of losing their lives the moment they shot.

The two sides faced each other quietly, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.

The air is viscous and stagnant, as if it is no longer a necessary item that does not have a sense of existence, but has become a talisman that oppresses the nerves of the chest cavity, and the sound of heartbeat rang in the ears.

Ace has limited time, and he can't afford to wait. Since no one wants to break the deadlock, it's better to let him start a beautiful scene.

Ace curled his index finger slightly...

However, before he could make a move, the person standing on the far left fell softly, and no one had time to react. In an instant, the person on the far right, the second-to-last person on the far right, also fell down.

The man in the suit was the first to react and shouted: "Don't stand by the window, there are snipers!"

However, it was too late.

With the sniper and Ace, seven or eight people are just a matter of moments.

After the sniper shot the man in the suit with the gun in his hand, Ace immediately aimed the machine gun at the man in the suit's heart. The man in the suit trembled uncontrollably while bleeding from his fingertips on his right hand, which had no fighting power.

In just a few minutes, the confrontation and its dramatic way ended.

Ace asked quietly: "What do you want to know from Kane?"

The man in the suit pretended to be calm: "He is the target of my mission, and I am only responsible for catching him back."

Ace moved the muzzle of the gun slightly, and smashed the man in the suit's knee with one shot. The man in the suit yelled, clenched his teeth, his facial muscles trembled slightly from too much force, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

"Sorry, I don't like people taking me for a fool." Ace said slowly, blinking, his forehead was sweating slightly, "If Kane was just an ordinary mission target, you would have killed him a long time ago, and now you beat him I can't think of any reason to interrogate him other than trying to get something out of his mouth."

Ace blinked and continued: "The Special Operations Forces have regulations that no private violent interrogation is allowed for the designated target of the mission. You must be signaling to Kane if you dare to do this now. Your boss, he can't wait. Something was pulled out of Kane's mouth before he was taken into custody by Special Operations Forces.

Ace shook his hand holding the gun slightly, the man in the suit kept looking into his eyes, keenly discovered the opportunity to turn over, swung his hand vigorously to knock out Ace's machine gun, punched Ace in the abdomen again, and then pressed his right knee In Ace's abdomen, his left hand grabbed Ace's neck severely.

Ace lost all his combat power in a strange way, and could only be slaughtered.

The man in the suit gradually tightened his five fingers, watching Ace's breathing become more and more difficult, his eyes were full of viciousness and excitement, "You are very smart, maybe you used to be my colleague, but...uh—"

The man in the suit looked up in shock, another bullet flew out of the lady's pistol with a suppressor, and hit him in the throat.

Ace coughed and shouted, "Don't kill him!"

The woman's elegant and charming voice sounded in the empty room, "I'm sorry, hurry up, it's already killed."

Ace got up from the ground in embarrassment, with double images in front of his eyes, and it took him a while to see the woman in front of him clearly: a dark green tight-fitting dress, with a small satchel in his hand, a silver muzzle sticking out of the satchel, It is worth mentioning that her curly hair is very attractive.

"who are you?"

The woman bent down slightly, smiled and said, "A person who helps others solve their difficulties."

Ace's hair was wet with sweat, his eyes were in a trance, his smile appeared abrupt and slightly nervous, "Are you a little angel?"

The woman took out a fancy handkerchief from her satchel, and gently wiped Ace's sweat, "If you can afford it, I will be your little angel. You can go now, I promise, no one will stop you .”

"I'm afraid not." Ace laughed again, "Maybe I have to ask the beautiful lady to help me to the end."

After all, he tilted his head and lay down on the ground completely motionless.

***

When the woman was carrying Ace and Kane out of the building, Lyle was nervously looking at the phone in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking, when he saw the woman coming up to her.

"How are they?" Lyle asked anxiously.

The woman pointed to Ace and said, "He's still alive." Then she pointed to Kane and said, "It's hard to say."

Lyle pursed his lips hard, and the fingers holding the phone turned white unconsciously. The woman who was very close to him even saw his left hand trembling slightly by his side.

"Your concubine?" The woman raised her chin and nodded Kane, her expression very interested.

Lyle was not in the mood to chatter with her, and said bluntly, "Save them, I don't mind multiple zeros on the bill."

The woman and Lyle looked at each other for a while, and finally nodded, "I usually don't do things that I'm not sure about, but Master Jasper is really a master."

Lyle didn't ask how she knew her identity, "So?"

"make a deal."

Recalling what the woman had said on the phone earlier, Lyle asked, "What about the Special Operations Forces?"

"They won't come," the woman said with certainty.

"Why?" Lyle asked.

The woman said inscrutably, "Of course Edwirth stopped cooperating with them."

***

In a private clinic, Kane, who was covered in wounds, was lying quietly on the operating bed. The superficial trauma was unbearable. The skin of his right arm and forearm was completely dissolved by some kind of medicine, revealing sticky flesh. Scratched, the shoulder and back muscles were still embedded with iron plates, and the blood stained the sheets of the operating bed.

The doctor was busy cleaning Kane's wound, and Lyle watched quietly between their movements, and the woman who helped him stood beside him.

"Is this private clinic safe?" Lyle asked lightly.

"Absolutely safe. Your identity and their whereabouts, I have set up a perfect cover, people from the special operations force will not chase you, let alone find you."

"Are you sure?" Lyle reconfirmed.

"In the outside world, I dare not say, but this is Nale, my territory. I assure you, you will be safe and sound until you leave Nale."

"Why help me?"

The woman laughed: "Because you are rich! Otherwise, why else? Do you want to sleep with you?"

Lyle watched the doctor busy, and after a while he said: "Give the bill to my father, I believe you can do it without being discovered by the special operations force."

"What if Mr. Jasper doesn't pay?"

"He will. Take a word for me by the way, and I'll be back soon."

"I will definitely bring you the words." The woman's eyes became ambiguous and full of meaning again, "I believe you will use me a lot in the future."

chapter17

I thought that Ace would wake up first with a lesser injury, but Kane opened his eyes first.

The curtains in the ward were drawn, and the light was dim. Kane was holding the potion in his right hand, and he felt the sound of breathing around him. He turned his head and saw Lyle sleeping next to him with his upper body naked.

Why not surprised at all?Kane asked himself.

The answer is that Lyle, a rich young man, is a psychopath, and he will not surprise himself in anything he does.

When Lyle woke up, he sighed first and then slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that Kane finally woke up, he greeted with a smile: "Good morning, sweetheart."

Kane is actually in a good mood—every time after the disaster, he is in a good mood, "Good morning."

Lyle got out of bed and opened the curtains, the golden sun shines through the window