Returning to the car from the alley, Lilith was still thinking about the meaning of those conversations, "Eagle Eye, does it refer to some kind of force? What is Widow, the operation code name? Woman?"

Or maybe it’s some kind of code name, Fat Green Man, what does that mean?”

"And Captain and Winter. Captain means Hogan? Then Winter is the man who opened the door just now? They are a gay couple???"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the confused Lilith was about to collapse, which made her unable to help but use her hands to twist her silky hair into a mess.

"Is she stimulated?" Wang Dagou asked as he took the document.

"Who knows." Hogan said with twitching eyes, thinking to himself, 'I hope that man just now is not Dongri, otherwise I will not be able to help but want to kill him.'

"Lilith." After flipping through it casually, Wang Dagou threw the document to Lilith in the front row and said in a sarcastic tone: "It seems that your rebels do not belong to the righteous order."

Selling washing powder, killing tribes, controlling strong men and children to fight for him, using the blood of relatives to twist the minds of those children and turning them into killing machines.

Seeing the information about Geis on it, Lilith closed the document coldly, "Of course he is not, we are."

The car circled around the city. After a while, it was confirmed that there was no one following it, and then it suddenly turned into a quiet street.

There are clean and tidy shops on both sides of the street, and occasionally you can see some luxury stores, as well as the Sailors Club opened by Chinese people.

The people who live here are all high-ranking colonial officials, as well as middle-level military generals.

But judging from the news that Wang Dagou and the others got, a guy named Gass is hiding here, and he is also enjoying the blessings of others.

"How do you think he captured the governor's daughter?" Fireman Hasen couldn't help but ask while lying on the roof of a three-story building.

"Maybe he has some kind of merit that makes that lady want to stop." Demoman Frank grinned.

"Be quiet." Sniper Reda, who was lying next to the rooftop, interrupted their conversation.

"Have you found him?" The two looked at each other and smiled, and Hassen crawled forward and asked him.

"There is no one in the living room, wait a minute." The window of the opposite apartment was only 30 meters away from Reda, and his gun was always aimed at the living room.

Until a girl appeared in the living room, his shoulders naturally raised, and the muzzle of the gun was lowered, revealing a small section from the rooftop.

With an innocent smile on her face, the girl walked around the room looking for something, then picked up something in the corner, turned around and laughed.

It was a riding crop woven from leather, with a tuft of leather fringe at the top.

As the girl happily stepped forward and skipped forward, Reda's gun muzzle adjusted slightly as she moved.

He originally thought that she would go directly back to the room with the curtains tightly drawn, but he still had to wait.

But then a bare-chested, rugged man with a hairy chest quickly stepped forward and hugged her waist.

boom!

The gunfire rang out, and the glass shattered. The governor's daughter, who had just been hugged by her 'master' around her slim waist, shuddered instinctively after the gunshot, and then a stream of heat sprayed on her face.

"Ah~~" screams sounded, and Reda had put away his rifle and quickly left the rooftop with his two companions.

Guards and policemen, alerted by the gunshots, poured into the street. The cars parked under the rooftop opposite reversed and drove away, leaving no trace behind.

In two consecutive days, all the top leaders of the "People's Resistance Army" organized by Gass died mysteriously.

Some people died in plantations on the outskirts, some died on dancers' beds, and some died in the secret base where they were hiding.

He slammed the investigation report in his hand on the table, and the Governor sat down on the tall leather chair behind the table, panting like an ox, with his heart wrapped in a mess.

"Damn it, why does this matter have anything to do with Ellu? What did her mother give her?" Count France's head was as big as a bucket.

"Your Majesty the Governor, your guests have arrived." The guard at the door knocked on the door and said.

"Let them come in." The governor stood up and looked at the smiling Wang Dagou. For a moment, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

These people help him solve his immediate troubles so that he doesn't have to be scolded by the big shots in the country.

But his daughter was also involved. "The Count France's daughter is a masochist. She likes to be beaten with a whip and a little hot."

"Your Majesty the Governor, I'll take the rest of the reward." Wang Dagou said with a smile on his face.

He was not in the mood to take care of the governor's housework. If given the chance, he wouldn't mind having a little super-friendship with the governor's lady.

The premise is that it will not affect his work. As for other things, it is none of his business.

After receiving the remaining 1,500 pounds, Wang Dagou took the people away. They did not need to return the previous weapons and cars, which were also part of the reward.

"This is yours." Handing the 2,000 pounds to Hogan, Wang Dagou continued: "Tonight is free time, and we will leave here tomorrow."

"Where to go next?" Hogan asked casually.

"Nigeria."

…

Under the leadership of Wang Dagou, the ghost team caused a stir in Africa. Li Zitao, who was playing with dogs and training golden eagles at home, welcomed his returning fiancée at home.

And one of the guests she brought with her was Alexander Fleming, a microbiologist from St. Mary's Medical College.

"Mr. Fleming said that he had some discoveries that, if applied in medicine, would be of great use, and he needed some help."

Adelaide, who had put on a cross-dressing, sat next to him and took the black tea handed by the maid with a smile.

"Tell me about it." Looking at the slightly anxious man in front of him, Li Zitao asked casually.

"Penicillin, it's an antibiotic, I don't mean to," Alexander Fleming said urgently.

Before he could explain the process of his discovery of penicillin and his prediction of its uses, he saw Marquis Charlie Lee standing across from him and said excitedly: "Penicillin?"

The high-pitched high-pitched tone made Adelaide frown, put the teacup on the table, held his arm and said, "Dear, do you know it?"

"No, I don't know." Yes, I know, I know too well.

Penicillin is the first antibiotic discovered in the history of human medicine. When I did a skin test when I was a child, the pain was impressive!

"I just thought of something. I'm sorry to interrupt you. Please continue." Li Zitao adjusted his collar, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and sat on the sofa to wait patiently.

If he hadn't been afraid of being suspected, he would have stepped forward to hold Alexander Fleming's hand and said in an extremely firm tone, "Tell me what you want and we'll arrange it all."

"If he masters penicillin, how much benefit will it bring to him in the future?" Li Zitao smiled from ear to ear as he thought of the endless banknotes falling like mountains.
Chapter completed!