Soviet Godfather

　　 In a humble cafe in Cambridge, Massachusetts, a charming blond woman is sitting on a small table by the window and reading a book seriously. Her hair is simply tucked behind her head, her brows are frowning and she looks a little melancholy, and her small but tall nose has a pair of black silk eyes. She wore a short-sleeved t-shirt on her upper body and denim shorts with a **** her lower body. This is a common student dress in Cambridge. Two white and slender legs are elegantly joined together.

　　 Such beautiful women are rare here, especially at Harvard University where the elites gather. Such beautiful women should go to Hollywood. As long as any gentlemen pass by her, all stop and watch, she is simply a scene here. A handsome man walked up to her with a cup of coffee, and then placed it gently on the table. The beauty looked up at him in surprise.

　　 "My treat, you are welcome, I only hope to see you back in a while." The handsome man said to the girl with a smile.

　　 "Sorry, I don't know you." After the girl said, she pushed away the coffee and continued to be immersed in her own world. The sun was gradually setting, and the number of people in the cafe gradually increased. It becomes a pub at night, and it also serves some simple food. Many Harvard University students will come here to solve their own dinners or meet with friends here for a few drinks. By the way, meet a few girls, girls can Don't want to be hit up here.

The girl quickly packed up her things. Just about to leave, a piece of news on TV suddenly caught her attention. On the screen, a man in traditional Afghan costume was being headed by another man in the same attire, but still Fearless. The news anchor broadcasted the news on the sidelines. The headline of the news was "Soviet prisoners of war staged a prison escape and brutally killed thousands of local residents of Paghman."

"The Soviet prisoners of war who received much attention yesterday because of their generous speeches in the religious court of S warriors in Afghanistan now have new information. According to reliable sources, they successfully escaped the control of S warriors with the help of chemical weapons. This action has caused thousands of casualties of local residents..." The girl couldn't help but shed tears when she looked at the man on the screen. He no longer remembers how many nights tossing and turning, and how many nights crying because of conscience. The pillow was wet. In this world-renowned institution of higher learning, she stayed away from wars and conspiracies, and away from the simple-minded Soviet soldiers. Here are some ease and tranquility, and some are bright-minded and promising young people. But she was not sure which one she wanted anymore.

　　 The girl's sad look quickly attracted the attention of others. She wiped her tears quickly, and then left here as soon as possible. When she walked outside the door, the sun was about to set completely, and there was still a red cloud on the horizon. The girl pushed up the bicycle leaning against the wall, turned over the car, and started to drive to her dormitory. This is a rare leisure time in the day. The girl does not want to waste the study time that she has finally saved. She forces herself to study for more than ten hours every day. Only the time when she rides back every day can be regarded as relaxing. , But recently I have been unable to enter the book because of something in my heart.

　　 The girl’s speed is not fast, she likes to ride along the river on weekdays, so that while enjoying the beauty of the shore, she can think about what she has just learned. But today she was full of the news just now. After learning that the Soviet prisoners of war had fled, what the girl wanted to know most was whether any of those Soviet prisoners of war were injured or dead, and if so, who were they? He must find a way to figure this out.

　　 Suddenly a motorcycle whizzed past the girl and almost knocked the girl down. The girl hurriedly stopped the car. The motorcycle was on the road, blocking the girl's way. The man on the motorcycle took off his helmet and walked towards the girl step by step.

　　 "Can't you meet me?" The man stretched out his hand to pull the girl, but was opened by the girl. The girl was pushing the car and was about to leave. Suddenly the man hugged her from behind, and then dragged her hard into the grass by the river. "Little bitch!...I don’t know how to lift up!...Look at how I can make you cool!" But the man was too happy. After the girl recovered from the initial surprise, the slender thighs instantly He lifted it to his shoulder, and hit the man behind him with accuracy and force. Immediately after the attack, the man fell to the ground with a face full of blood, and suddenly fainted.

　　 The girl kicked a few feet between the man's legs again, then helped her car and left here. The girl no longer rides on the small road by the river. He pushed the car to the road and saw a lonely phone booth under the street lamp~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The girl hesitated, and finally walked into the phone booth and dialed Got a number.

In Langley, where the CIA headquarters is located, in an independent office, as the phone rang, the man buried in the file picked up the phone and put it to his ear, and said, "This is Edward Podak. Something to tell!"

"Hello Edward, this is Eva. I just saw it in the news and they escaped. I want to ask what happened? Did they have any injuries or deaths?" The phone call claimed to be Eva. The girl said.

"Yes, they did escape, but they have nothing to do with you now, right? Your mission has been completed, are you short of money again?" Edward asked expectantly on the phone, this Eva But an intelligence agent with great potential, how much Edward hopes she can join the CIA and become an official employee.

"No, the money I earned last time is enough to pay for my tuition and my mother's medical expenses. The cooperation between us ends here! I just want to ask if they are all safe, especially the one named Seriosha? I'm just a little worried, we are friends after all." Eva asked nervously.

"Do you just want to know this? They did escape, no one was injured, and that Sergey Shah should be fine. After all, he planned this time, but the local natives have suffered. Alas! It's a **** on earth!" When Eva heard this, she already got the answer she wanted, and she hurriedly ended the call. When he came out of the phone booth, he couldn't help but smile on his face, picked up the bicycle, and started to drive back. Over the past few days, I have been a little bit worried about reading books, and now I can study at ease. When I think of next week's anatomy exam, Eva can't help but speed up.