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"Tang Fang" is nothing unusual. From stepping off the shuttle to leaving the airport, boarding a magnetic levitation vehicle to the pre-booked hotel, his expression is always calm, and no waves can be seen in his eyes.

There were still 4 hours before the transaction time announced by "Alice", and within an hour of receiving the news, he hurried to Gangadas City, which showed that Captain Tang took the hostages seriously.

In a villa more than ten kilometers away from the hotel where "Tang Fang" and Bai Hao are staying, a woman dressed in a white suit, about thirty-two years old, is leaning on the sofa with a cosmetic box in her left hand. , Squeezed an eyebrow pencil in his right hand, pressed her **** lips tightly, and focused on tracing the eyebrows.

There is a pda on the coffee table in front of the sofa, showing the scene of two men leaving the airport and going away by taxi.

The woman didn't even glance at the pda screen, but took care of her eyebrows very carefully and patiently. The focus and the serious expression are not so much makeup, but rather a piece of beautiful jade.

Her name is Alice, "Alice".

In fact, every "Alice" is called Alice.

This is a title and a symbol, and it is also a frightening and hateful name.

Like those Alice in the past, Alice in this era is also a woman who loves beauty to almost madness. She is even more greedy for youth than the famous Lady Edwina.

Many times, she would spend a few hours taking care of the face of a 20-year-old young girl. All of her clothes, shoes, hats and accessories are specially designed to ensure that she will not be with other ladies and ladies. Zhuangshan.

More often, she would stand in front of the mirror in the bedroom and carefully appreciate her face, figure and temperament. It's like treating a piece of art that is fascinating and admirable.

Yes, she treats her body as a work of art, not a handicraft.

Art and craft are never the same thing.

Art has a soul. No craftsmanship.

Several people, black leather shoes, stood behind the sofa. Black trousers, black suit, white shirt, black tie, and of course, black sunglasses and crisp red bayberry.

It was her bodyguard, the green leaves that set off the safflower, and the black rice that decorated with pearls.

When "Tang Fang" and Bai Hao entered the hotel. Alice finally put down the eyebrow pencil, closed the makeup case, smiled contentedly, grabbed the goblet on the coffee table that was brighter than her lips, and took a sip.

There is a special smell that disperses the fragrant powder, some fishy, ​​some flush, like blood.

Because that book is blood, the freshest blood in a young beautiful girl.

This is her unique taste and the fine tradition of "Alice".

"Alice" never lacks women. Especially young, beautiful, energetic and youthful girls.

Just like they will eventually become the playthings of the rich and the slaves of the nobles. Here, they are a group of high-quality dairy cows who produce fresh blood specifically for Alice.

According to legend, there was once a Countess named Mary who did the same thing. She regarded drinking the blood of young girls as a hobby and the evil blood bath as an enjoyment. She believed that she could stay young forever.

Just as the children of nobles have the coming-of-age ceremony, the king's enthronement will have a coronation ceremony. Before every Alice takes office, she will choose a beautiful and disobedient girl. Hanged upside down from the ceiling with a soft rope, and then cut her throat with a sharp sickle. Let those warm and bright blood flow all over the body.

This is a test to ensure that every Alice is absolutely loyal to the organization. It is also a blessing from the devil. A cup of blood every day is also a tool that distorts and affects the human mentality, keeping her away from kindness and accepting evil.

On the other hand, this kind of behavior can make those kidnapped women and children fear, force them to obey with the power of fear, and obediently accept the fate of becoming commodities and slaves.

"How long is it until the transaction?" She dipped a pure white paper towel to remove the bright red on her lips, with a crisp sound like rain hitting tiles.

The vixen always has a nice face, the snake girl always has a coveted figure, and most of the banshees sing seductive songs-the devil’s best skill is disguise. The more beautiful things, the more There may be an evil nature.

The person near the door among the bodyguards standing side by side behind the sofa said, "There are still 3 hours and 35 minutes."

"It's really early." She placed herself in a big font, lying on the soft three-seat sofa, looking up at the charming red crystal on the ceiling.

"How is that scientist?"

"It's a lot more honest after being beaten up." The speaker was the same bodyguard just now.

Alice lowered her head and swept across the dimmed pda screen, and said to herself: "It's a pity that we couldn't kill him last night, but today...y...I see where you are going to escape,'That Siro' is not.' Cabretto'."

"Anyone who is an enemy of Alice will never end well."

She never thought of letting go of that guy named Tang, Tripatti gave her a lot of money, Reeves also gave her a lot of money, and the more noble man also paid a lot of money to buy Tang The life of the captain.

Both making money and taking revenge are definitely good business, not to mention that the hostage is also very valuable.

"Alice" is a group of human traffickers. This does not mean that they have only one way to make money. Many times they will also take on some mercenaries and assassins.

She had only three hobbies in her life, her body, money, and men.

"Tell those people to be prepared."

"Yes."

Alice yawned, stretched her white arms lazily, got up and walked to the bedroom.

"I'll go to bed again, and wake me up an hour before the start of the transaction."

One hour should be enough to touch up makeup. She is such a person who pursues perfection. She is a Virgo who is not affected by the dust. Even if she kills, she must make it an art.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong, but an attitude to life, the more elegant the devil, the more crazy and intoxicating.

She likes to watch others crazy, and prefer others to be crazy for her.

She is always good at playing with men. And is willing to play with men, today, she can enjoy that person's *. And his soul, and then turn this page. Let him become a work of art in the endless life of Alice.

It is undeniable that she was innocent and kind when she was very young, but when the red spread in front of her eyes and ran through every corner of her body, she had become another person.

Selling the soul to the devil is also a way of living.

………………

After Tang Fang, Roy, and Freya entered the city, they didn't go straight to the trading place to set up an ambush, but randomly found a suburban cafe. Quietly waiting for the transaction time to come.

The coffee shop after breakfast is a bit deserted, which may be related to the location of the shop and the less enthusiastic hospitality of the owner. Freya said that the boss should hire a beautiful waitress like her to ensure that she can make a lot of money.

This was heard by the proprietress, she glanced at her, and let out a sneered sneer--Freya, of course, is not pretty.

The fat boss always consciously or unconsciously turned his gaze to the part under Freya's desk, absent-mindedly busy at the counter, and secretly said a pity.

Just like the hospitality attitude of the boss and the proprietress, the quality of the coffee is also poor, making people taste the first cup. Those who didn't drink the second cup at all, even Roy, who has never been picky eaters, didn't like it. From time to time, I complained about why Big Brother Tang didn't change to a decent coffee shop, so he had to embarrass himself so much.

Tang Fang said it was clean, Roy said the coffee was really bad, and Freya said she would go wherever Tang Fang went.

2:1, Roy was defeated, so he had to stare at the boss with a fierce look, and let the boss’s wife feel a chill, fearing that he would suddenly rush to bite off the treasure below the boss.

The humble cafe is always full of mixed tastes of body odor and food, and shouts of inferior people. Vulgar greetings to the proprietress, and bold counter-greets to the proprietress This is the portrayal of "Nasiro".

Whether it is the Monya Empire, the Sulu Empire, the Phoenix Empire, or the Turanx United Kingdom. Going to college is a very luxurious thing.

Luxury means spending a lot of money. Most people in these countries don't have a lot of money, only a little money.

Freya stirred the coffee gently with a spoon, and it suddenly felt very interesting to see the fine froth gathering on the edge of the cup.

Unlike Tang Yun, she can always find other happiness in small things.

Tang Fang lay on the table boredly, looking at a flat-screen TV hanging on the opposite wall, silent, and sometimes sipped the inferior coffee in front of him like drinking white wine.

There is a curling game on TV, and the two teams are killing each other. If it is crowded at night, the small cafe will be overwhelmed by shouts or cheers. Sometimes people who support different teams will even go outside to play. To release the excess hormones in the body, or to lose the depressed mood of gambling money.

Tang Fang didn't have much interest in this kind of curling competition, so he seemed a little absent-minded until a news broke suddenly that asked him to raise some spirits.

The state media of Gangadas reported an accident.

A passenger shuttle with the number mhm138 bound for "Dikaben" from Gangadas Airport suddenly caught fire and exploded. Fortunately, it had not yet taken off and was parked on the runway at the time of the explosion. The passengers did not board the plane and there were no casualties.

Freya also saw the news, her little hand patted her heart and said, "Fortunately, fortunately, it scared me to death."

Tang Fang asked curiously: "What is your business?"

The little girl thought about it seriously, and said puzzledly: "Yes, what is my business." After speaking, he put his arms around his neck: "Why is Tang Fang Mingming here, why feel lucky?"

"This shows that Freya is a kind and good girl." Tang Fang scraped her little nose and continued to pad her chin on the dining table.

After the news was broadcast, the content also switched back to the curling game just now, and the team in the blue jersey was already ahead.

The boss showed a regretful expression: "Why don't you explode in the air? It's really disappointing."

"How can you think like this?" Roy quit. He thought the boss had a bad idea. As a person with feelings, how could he curse others so seriously, so he was very serious to persuade him: "Boss, you rushed The coffee doesn’t taste good. You should never have such extreme thoughts. It’s wrong to base your happiness on the suffering of others.”

"Have you ever thought about how many people would die if that passenger plane caught fire and exploded in the air? It would be a disaster."

The boss stared at him with an idiot look: "Fuck you."

"I think so, do you care about me? It's okay for those people not to die. If they die, I will not only be happy, but I will also save your coffee money. Maybe my wife is in a good mood and I will leave you for lunch."

Roy was angry and puzzled: "How can you do this. Those are all living lives, you... are you a cold-blooded animal?"

The boss still stared at him with an idiot look.

The proprietress took the spoon and knocked on the tin box behind the counter with the spices: "Wash the dishes."

"No brainer." The man didn't dare to throw fire at the woman, gave Roy a ferocious look, obediently walked to the back kitchen to clean the dishes.

The lady boss walked out from behind the counter, filled the cup in front of Tang Fang with coffee, and looked at Roy's cup still full, a little unhappy.

"Do you know who the passengers of mhm138 are?"

Roy frowned slightly and said nothing.

"The mhm series is a luxury airliner. The passengers on it are either rich or expensive." She turned and walked back to the counter, while continuing to grind coffee, she said: "For people like us, seeing that picture is more expensive than Christmas. Be happy."

Roy did not understand: "This is not an excuse for you to gloat. The hatred of the rich and the official can neither improve your life, nor change the society. If you cannot look at the problem more positively, your life will only be shrouded. In the darkness, you can’t see the light and the future. What you need is optimism and hard work. You don’t blame others."

His emotions were a bit agitated, and at the end of the talk, a flush of red appeared on his cheeks. It looks a little silly and a little cute.

The lady boss looked at him with a smile: "Little brother, is this the worst coffee you've ever drunk?"

Roy didn't know why she asked, glanced at the cooling coffee in front of him, and nodded honestly.

Outside the door, a homeless man pulled his home through, looked at the flavored coffee poster posted outside the window, licked his slightly dry lips, and continued to walk towards the graffiti wall at the end of the street with many unacceptable target languages.

A happy smile appeared on her long-lost youthful face, and she whispered: "Did you know. If at night, the room will be full of guests. While drinking coffee, while talking gossip. Many people will I praised the coffee as it was delicious when I left, and there were some brazen guys who stayed on until we closed."

Roy lowered his head and scanned the coffee cup in front of him again, clearly remembering its taste, very astringent, and a bit bitter, without the smoothness of the foam.

Is it delicious? Knowing that it was like this, he would rather have a glass of boiled water.

The lady boss glanced at Captain Tang, who was half-dead on the table next to him, with an imperceptible light passing through her pupils. She looked back at Roy and said, "Little brother, do you know the price of this cup of coffee?"

Roy turned his head and glanced at the electronic menu next to the counter: "6 yuan a cup."

"No." The lady boss said: "It's not worth 1 yuan."

The half-year-old's face is a bit ugly, and he said, no wonder it's so ugly. Besides, this shop is so dark, things that cost less than 1 yuan actually sell for 6 yuan, with a profit of 500%.

The proprietress stopped her work, dipped the back of her hand into the sweat from her forehead, and continued: "Even in such a remote area, such a small shop, the monthly rent alone is worth the annual income of two ordinary workers. "

"Water is for money, electricity is for money, and trash is for money."

"The protection fee must be paid, because I want to open the door to do business, we have to eat, the children have to study, there are 8 elderly people without pensions in the family who have to support them, there are also mortgages to be paid, and medical and education funds. Save."

"Taxes and fees must also be paid, as well as market management fees, property fees, fire-fighting equipment fees, annual audit fees, land use tax, business tax, transaction security deposit, individual income tax, air pollution fees, environmental management fees, additional taxes... "

"Do you still want to hear it?"

Roy shook his head, he was completely stunned by these taxes.

The proprietress continued: "If the above are included in the cost, the actual profit of a cup of coffee is only 1 yuan."

Roy blinked his eyes vigorously: "It's a high cost! You can use groundwater, and solar power is also good."

"There are water level detectors buried deep in the strata. What do you think they are used to protect the underground ecological environment? Wrong, they are used to monitor whether groundwater has been stolen, because the entire planet's ecological environment is modified by the government No matter whether it is water that can be drinkable or non-drinkable water, underground mineral veins, or the air in the sky, it is the property of the state. Therefore, stealing groundwater is illegal. It not only damages the planetary environment, but also embezzles state property. Heavy penalty."

"As for the solar power generation you mentioned, you need to apply for a permit at the Electric Power Bureau, report to the Energy Management Department, and get the opinion letter from the Fire Protection Association~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then submit the plan at the fire station, and finally Obtain the approval of the Emergency Management Office, the Occupational Safety and Health Administration, the Registry, the Technical Standards Bureau, and the City Hall. In this way, you can install solar panels on the rooftop."

"It's complicated." Roy said puzzled: "Since all these taxes are turned over to the country, the cost of transforming the planet is actually everyone's money. Why is there a crime of embezzling state property?"

The lady boss showed a look of contempt, and looked at him like an idiot: "This country is neither yours nor mine. It has both a name and a surname... Its surname is Olipod."

"Oh, one more thing I forgot to say, whether it's your coffee cup, the tables and chairs under your butt, the surrounding furnishings, the counter utensils, there are taxes that are several times more than the actual value. And what you said Solar panels, fire-fighting equipment at the door, electronic publicity boards on the wall... Such things are only sold in certain stores. As for the price...hehe."

She didn't say, nothing to say. (To be continued.)

ps: Christmas plus more~

Thank you for the apple presented by Can't get up and bed Xiansen. . . .