A bottle of Coca-Cola was unscrewed, and a large amount of foam vaporized by carbon dioxide surged out of the bottle mouth. Pao's suit cuffs and large trousers were wet. She didn't know how to wet the dark soda on the expensive formal wear, because her attention was completely attracted by other things.

She was staring at the boy holding a sign in the hall of the opera house downstairs.

The man standing by the side looked at the scene with heartache and his eyes twitched. This customized suit was made from Savile Street, London. The elderly craftsmen tailored a batch of formal occasions for Pao, and each set was priced at a sky-high price.

When they were delivered to Pao, the old craftsmen looked at the pockets of their suits as if they were seeing their married daughters. They were repeatedly told to treat these children well and buy the customized versions of the solvent oil during cleaning, otherwise they would hurt the fabric of the suit. If those craftsmen saw that they were wearing Coke now, they would probably be so angry that they would fly to China to cut the girl twice.

Pao is not the kind of child who can get her body even if she drinks Coke. Her height and drink taste cannot represent her psychological age. Anyone who has had more than twice will praise this little woman's body with a mature and experienced heart. It is a situation where she can surprise such a woman to get dirty with her clothes. She must have encountered a situation that shocked her to the point where the three corpses were furious.

For example, now, the boy who suddenly appeared in the opera house saw him appearing and felt that if he was measuring his blood pressure, the blood pressure detector would probably explode like a monocle glasses in Dragon Ball that could detect combat effectiveness.

"Phone, hurry up." Pao reached out to the man beside him, "Don't let me say it again."

The man handed over her phone almost as soon as she finished speaking. Pao took it and called a number. After taking a deep breath several times, he held his breath and waited for the other end of the phone to connect.

  Dou.

"I'm having some trouble." After the phone was connected, Pao explained the situation straight to the point before he could speak to the other side. "The 'Prince' appeared at the scene on my side."

"Which 'Prince'? The one who killed most of the executive departments of the Secret Party on the Hunter website was still ours?" A neutral voice that was difficult to distinguish between men and women rang out from the other end of the phone, a bit low, and the words were full of incredible.

"Our one." Pao said.

After listening to Pao's words on the other end of the phone, I instantly fell into silence for dozens of seconds.

"Just talk if you are not dead, help me get an idea." Pao said again.

"How can I help you make an idea? Your task is yours and it doesn't matter to me." The neutral voice is not as serious as Pao, and it seems like it doesn't matter to you. "Besides, aren't you the think tank of our team? The think tank should have a think tank. If you have an accident, you have to make an idea by yourself. Wait, I'll see him."

The neutral voice suddenly said, paused for a moment, but didn't say anything, waiting for the opposite side for a few seconds with breathing. A sudden sound of a phone call sounded sharply. If Pao guessed well, it was the exaggerated sound of the alchemy gun in the other party's arms that was not as large as a "cannon".

As expected, the other party was working, and it seemed that he had expected this, and he pushed his phone away from his ear before the sound was made.

After the explosion, the voice of himself continued to be heard from the opposite side: "I'm stupid, do you think I can't beat you to death if I hide in the explosion-proof car? I can't even wear a tank car."

"Are you performing a mission?" Pao asked with his phone back in his ear and frowned.

"There are still some unwilling guys on the hunter website who want to try to see if they can get the head of the 'Prince' in Japan after the red order expires, and then go to the 'Prince' to find the order owner to see if they can still exchange the 20 million yuan. The adult meant that, now, since these people love money so much, the amount of the underworld currency is large enough, and one is worth ten people in the 'Prince'. So just let them go and spend paper money." The neutral voice said lazily, "My main job now is to eliminate excess people, not finance and intelligence. Don't look for me in your affairs."

"Anything involving the 'Prince', no matter how big or small, requires more than two people in the organization to make a decision. This is an unshakable imperial order. Do you think I want to call you?" Pao, who was rejected, said coldly.

At this time, the second exhibition item had already begun to be brought on the audience. It was an old-fashioned Qing Dynasty Ming cabinet, with cypress and raw lacquer decorations, and it was covered with dust. The trader also began to tell the story of this antique step by step, as if it was calm, but Pao had already expected what would happen to the Opera House next.

"If you don't want to fight, don't fight. Anyway, I don't want to take the blame. If you are there, I remember that you are planning to cheat something. I'm going to make a big deal in the overall situation, right? I can guess what the "Prince" will cause in your situation. I can guess it with my butt. Don't drag me into this pit. If you want to take the blame, go to '007'. She has long since lost the blame." The neutral voice kept ringing, and probably started running away after a shot.

"Look for her? If I were willing to call her, why would I call you?" Pao heard the blood pressure of the code name "007" and showed signs of breaking through the peak again. He felt that if this continued, he would be scared to death by the doctor or transform into a super Saiyan.

"She is on vacation now, fucking casually. What's the origin of this guy? Why are the fighter planes sent to chase people? They stopped chatting, and hung up, haha, I mean I hung up the phone, not me." At the end, the other side even had the mood to say a cold joke before hanging up the phone.

"Wonderpus!" The Coca-Cola in Pao's hand was already crushed. She put down the empty Coke bottle, sat on the chair and took deep breaths again, and her eyes fell down the stage.

The Minggu in the Qing Dynasty was indeed traded after a phone call. As expected, the transaction was very fast, and the transaction price was still outrageously high. The starting price of 500,000 was sold for 5 million yuan, and the one who called out the price was still the overly young boy.

Pao watched the boy grow up, and she understood the other person's personality clearly. She could guess what the boy had to do next. If she didn't find a solution as soon as possible, she would definitely be ruined after half a year of preparation.

At that time, the losses suffered by the organization must be borne by her. She understood the style of the "Emperor" and protected her shortcomings to the extreme. No matter what trouble the "Prince" caused, they would take the blame. She couldn't even ask the words "Why did the Prince rebel?"

She doesn't want to take the blame, and no one wants to take the blame, so she must properly handle this amazing accident today.

"Damn it." Pao looked at his phone, his face gloomy and gloomy to find a phone number in the phone book. This was her only choice except the person she had just now.

The note on the phone book is "dog". It does not mean that there is really a dog in this world carrying a phone number, and she just happens to have the phone number of this dog. But she really feels from the bottom of her heart that the woman with the code name "007" on the other side of the phone is a real dog!

But she really had no choice but to press the dial button to put the phone in her ear. Her phone card has been activated for international long-distance, and the phone bill will probably be very expensive, but it is obvious that the phone bill is nothing in the face of the losses that may be suffered tonight. After all, if they are really messed up, then they will lose more than just money.

Pao waited patiently for half a minute. It was night in China, and it was about seven hours faster than Spain on the other side of the ocean. It should be two o'clock in the afternoon now. Even if the pigs probably don't go to bed so early, the other party must be awake, and they are chatting with Spanish handsome men in some corner or running around and having fun.

One minute later, the phone was connected and the auction of the third trading item began on the stage of the Opera House.

"Waiwaiwai?" A particularly cheerful girl sounded from pao's phone, "Is it a little pao? What's wrong? I remember to call me?"

Unexpectedly annoying, she thought.

"If you add a 'small' before my code name, I will spend money to let 'Wonderpus' kill your whole family." Pao said coldly.

"It's no way, Wonderpus is running around the world for missions, where can I take your takeout order?" The cheerful female voice was humble, and while she was talking, she kept making slight and strange sounds in the background.

"What are you doing?" pao frowned and noticed the strange sound in the background.

"I'm on vacation." The girl opposite said naturally, "Of course there will be a holiday after a business trip, and this fake was approved by our Emperor. It is the holiday that is ordered to be held!"

"I mean the sound you make now." Pao held back the feeling of being slapped in front of him expressionlessly.

"I accidentally got a smaller size when I drank the pearl milk tea straw, and it was a bit difficult to suck out the taro balls and pearl card straws."

"I'm talking to you." Pao took a deep breath.

"I know, you are a person who has a lot of money every day. Don't ask me who Li Wanji is, but don't be anxious. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Hell, why are the pearls in Spain so big?"

"Why don't you just tear off the milk tea and hold it in your mouth?" The speech opposite was extremely disconnected and made Pao hold his temple. The man next to him took a few steps back when he saw this, because he noticed that the golden intention in the girl's eyes was about to burst out.

"Damn, right?" The girl opposite seemed to have found a blind spot, decisively abandoned the straw, and a sound of tons of tons came. Pao waited patiently for a while but found that the other side began to mumble again, "Didn't I order the strawberry flavor? Why did it turn into blueberry flavor?"

"Gonzalez!" pao finally couldn't help but growl out the other party's name.

On the other end of the phone, the girl lying on the beach of the island in the afternoon shivered and took her phone away. The milk tea in her hand accidentally poured over and instantly pressed the phone to mute it. While wiping the milk tea on her body, she silently for ten seconds in her heart. Then she released the mute and showed a golden-like smile:
Chapter completed!