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One thousand six hundred and ninety-one

See a movie?
How could the King of Cards have such good leisure and elegance?
The military doctor looked in the direction of his boss with concern.
However, when Ka Wang was doing these things, he didn't seem to be trying to win anyone's opinions. When he raised his hand, the person there had already changed the setting of the living room.
And the position they were sitting in front of the screen.
If they stand up and leave now, their previous efforts will be in vain. They have already mastered so much information. As long as they go to a place with signals, they can transmit the specific location here.
The large army will arrive and completely destroy this hell-like place.
But it's too difficult to deal with.
What is his purpose now?
It is because the military doctor couldn't imagine that he felt very unsure.
But King Ka sat on the chair and raised his wine glass toward him: "I don't know what kind of movies Mr. Rong likes to watch. I personally like anti-reconnaissance very much, so I chose the movie by myself. Mr. Rong should not leave in a hurry. There are not many such good programs."
"Oh? Is that right?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and looked careless: "I heard this instinct from the gentleman, but I became a little interested."
King Ka smiled: "Maybe you will like it very much, after all, the protagonist of the story is well found."
The more this happens, the more the military doctor doubts what plans are there.
The boss couldn't not know that this time, the Card King was obviously not good at the visitor.
Are you testing?
The last test?
The military doctor clenched his hands tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Even the prince's nerves were so thick that he realized that the invitation to this movie was not easy.
Look at the atmosphere of the two people.
Especially the smile on the corner of King Ka's mouth, no matter how you look, it feels like a poisonous snake, even if he gives people a very gentle feeling...
West, shore.
A serene sound came over.
The mercenary who was patrolling frowned, carried a long spear, and walked towards the grass.
When he had just stepped in, before he could raise his gun to react, a figure swept down from the tree, and the needle was pierced directly into his neck.
One blow is fatal!
The mercenary opened his mouth and looked at the boy who fell to the ground and suddenly stopped breathing.
Bo Jiu pulled the man and pulled him directly to the shore. Under the layers of banana leaves, a car door was exposed.
She moved very quickly. It took about less than a minute to remove someone's clothes and put them on.
Intelligent navigation emits fine lines of fluctuations: "The network has been completely blocked. I cannot contact the outside world now, and the outside world cannot contact us. I will not be able to lock the master's position, so when the master is in action, you must be careful, Xiao Hei is waiting for you to come back."
Bo Jiu did not talk nonsense, reached out to pat Xiao Hei's car door, and then covered the banana leaves that had moved away before.
When she turned around, she had already changed her appearance, wearing mercenary clothes and a common face towel on her face. In order to make the effect more realistic, she even made a disposable tattoo at the corner of her eyes.
She had no other advantageous weapons except the gun in her hand and the four needle tubes in her pocket.
But this is the only way, because I want to lurk in and destroy the signal tower.
You must go lightly and can't carry anything.
Chapter completed!
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