A Certain Marvel Super Player

Gudong!

Wanya Yegorov swallowed his saliva with a grunt, only to feel that, suddenly, the temperature of the room dropped by more than 20 degrees, which kind of put him on top of the permafrost in Siberia.

how is this possible.

This is the consulate general, how could anyone be in his room?

This unscientific.

Or, the Commonwealth, is planning to declare war on Moscow?

The land where the consulate is located is regarded as the territory of that country, and invading the consulate is almost equivalent to declaring war.

Wanya Yegorov opened his eyes diligently, trying to recognize the figure that appeared in the corner of his room at an unknown time and was hidden in the darkness.

"you……"

"sit!"

"Gudong!"

Wanya Yegorov couldn't help shivering when he heard the sound that was almost like being squeezed out of an ice cube, and then, his eyes narrowed, watching the man who walked out of the darkness like an emperor. Man, swallowed again.

He is from Lubyanka, but he is the deputy director of a branch in Lubyanka. He cannot be said to be a leader, but he is definitely not a real spy agent. He is just a dark and anti-social personality.

But this one in front of you?

A man with a pale face, blood-red eyes, and an elegant, bloodthirsty, dark and gentleman's body?

A thud.

Just got up, ready to set up, Wan Ya, who was attacking the task of arresting Locke Broughton, had a soft knee, and couldn't help sitting down again. He seemed to be worried that the guards outside would come in, which would put his life at risk, and whispered. Looking at the emperor who seemed to come out of the darkness: "Who are you!"

"My name..."

Locke's tone was as cold as the cold wind blowing between the icebergs: "Cain, or, change the title?"

talking room.

Locke's figure slowly transformed, from the elegant emperor in the dark, to the handsome Locke Broughton in the world: "Or... it's also the **** you call it!"

Vanya Yegorov's soul trembles!

Locke was depressed.

He dared to swear to God, he really, really, wanted to come here, find this Lubyanka deputy bureau chief, have a good chat, talk about it, bridge back to bridge road back, you want to find Lorraine · Broughton, you just need to go find him, what are you going to do with him?

I grew up with nothing in the beginning. It is not easy to rely on my own efforts and diligence to not let myself die on the side of the road or go down the wrong road. It is not easy. I am an orphan, and you KGB are eyeing me. What are you doing?

Locke wants to convince people with reason, and it is best to turn battles into jade and silk.

but……

When he just came over, what did he hear?

bitch?

Is this a scolding of Lorraine Broughton?

That doesn't matter, it's not him anyway, and he's not familiar with Lorraine Broughton, let alone scolding sluts, no matter how ugly the scolding is, Locke will not have any psychological fluctuations.

But that bastard?

Bitch, who is this scolding?

I've never been out of the federation in my life, let alone Moscow, and I haven't provoke your KGB. It's so good, why do you scold me?

What's so special, you can't bully people like this, let alone an orphan.

what?

Can an orphan without a parent and no mother be scolded, just bullying a vulnerable group like our orphans?

Locke was angry.

Fortunately, the previous generation, the mother of the motherland taught him to be a well-mannered and polite person, so even in the face of such abuse, Locke was angry, but he did not choose to curse back in a rage.

Cursing is wrong.

but.

After showing his original form, Locke switched back to the form of Cain, the emperor blood family, showing elegance everywhere, looking at Wanya Yegoro, who had fallen on his seat and had been bound by him. Husband, he had a headache, and he told Yegorov about his original intention in an elegant tone, and then pressed his eyebrows: "So, after I knew that I was being targeted by your KGB, I I'm very scared, I'm an orphan, and I'm not good enough to fight against institutions like the KGB, so I hope to explain it to you and try to reach an agreement, but, you scold me, why do you scold me, and also scold me It sounds so ugly?"

Did I eat your KGB rice, you scold me?

Locke was a little speechless, and only felt that his fangs were itching: "So..."

at this time.

dong dong dong!

There was a knock on Yegorov's door, and a voice with a thick hairy accent came in from outside: "Sir, the car is ready."

good guy.

Locke looked back at Yegorov.

etc.

If there was no reminder from this voice, Locke would have almost forgotten that this Yegorov not only scolded him, but it seemed that he planned to lead a team to attack Gwen's apartment, and then, in front of him, shoot him to death George, chopped Helen, even Little George and the others will not let go, and then, in front of him, even if he kneels, he will kill Gwen without hesitation, and then kidnap himself?

This……

Excessive!

Locke's eyes soared.

It seems that this matter is unpredictable.

He wanted to compromise, but found that the other party didn't give him a chance to argue... bah, the opportunity to argue.

What happened to this world?

Why, so many times, want to destroy the life of people like me?

Locke was confused.

Yegorov over there did not wait for Locke's warning, and said to the guard outside the door: "I see, I will be in action in half an hour."

"Yes!"

The guard outside the door listened to the words coming from inside, stood at attention, roared, and then, stepping on his boots, turned around and walked away with a sense of ritual.

Yegorov breathed a sigh of relief.

He is more like a politician than an agent. If he were an agent, he would probably have already yelled, but politicians take their lives. Moreover, he is also very smart. He did not say that the operation would be canceled today, but postponed it for half an hour.

If the action is cancelled, he feels that there is an 80% chance that he will be silenced.

But if the action was delayed by half an hour, then, he felt, what he said, there was at least a 70% chance of survival.

Locke didn't care about the answers of Yegorov and the guards outside the door. Even if Yegorov just shouted, Locke wouldn't care.

In a word.

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch!

Locke returned to his senses, his eyes fell on Yegorov's body, his tone was faint, his eyes fell on the bright moon that could be seen outside the window: "Generally, for my enemies, I have always been the first. Killed, and then talking."

Yegorov felt himself froze.

"but……"

Locke's eyes pulled back from the moon and fell on Yegorov: "But, you are not my enemy."

Yegorov breathed a sigh of relief.

next second.

Locke's words turned again, his tone was cold and his fangs were exposed: "After all, my enemies will only make people feel stupid, but you make me angry, very angry!"

He and the KGB have never had any grievances in the past, but the KGB, the good guy, is not only a bitch, he even wants to kill his girlfriend's family.

Any **** person would be angry.

MMP!

Is Lubyanka any good?

Are there any frauds in Sanfei ornaments?

Locke's tone was cold, with a swoosh, his right hand stretched out, and with a click, he directly grabbed Yegorov's throat and pulled it up in front of him.

The slender and cold right hand directly made Yegorov feel that he was no longer above the frozen soil of Siberia, but half of his body was buried in the frozen layer: "First..."

Locke's eyes were blood red, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "But, killing you, I think, there will be a lot of troublesome things, right?"

The desire to survive in Yegorov's eyes was rising, and he tried to speak, but all he could do was nod his head with difficulty.

"Yes, I think so too."

"but……"

"You scolded me."

"Also, you are planning to kill my girlfriend's family."

"Excessive!"

"And, even if you die, it is estimated that someone will take over your job, continue, and continue to harass me."

"But you've scolded me. If you let you go, I'll have a hard time!"

"so!"

Locke slowly raised the Yegorov in his hand like a doll, raised his head, and stared at Yegorov, who was holding his arms tightly with both hands, and his face gradually turned pale. A smile: "I thought of a way to get the best of both worlds, not only will I not kill you, I will even bless you, yes, in the name of my Cain, bless you, I think, this gift , you will be very happy."

talking room.

Locke, the emperor-level fangs were exposed.

The moonlight poured in from the window, fell on the fangs, and flickered, that cold and noble light!

next second.

The shadow holding a figure reflected on the wall suddenly changed dramatically.

Bang.

It seems that a pair of wings came out from behind the figure, and then the figure gradually became taller, and then, a kind of shrouded the raised figure, and the raised figure, the whole person, as if burning red Like a prawn, it arches its body backwards and lifts its head up.

"Uh……"

Yegorov raised his head, like a rag doll being held by someone, his eyes were blank, and he looked at the ceiling weakly. He felt that his blood was flowing infinitely.

Moreover, the rate of churn is getting faster and faster ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the next second.

He felt that his hearing was rapidly degrading.

Vision has also become increasingly blurred.

even.

Even his heartbeat, he can no longer feel it slowly.

even.

As if in darkness, he saw that vortex full of black, and on the opposite side of the vortex, was another world full of yellow sand and fire?

Am I going to die?

Yegorov thought so.

at this time.

Tick ​​tock!

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