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Zhao Xue was completely unaware that she had already shown all of herself to someone surnamed Du.

The two of them were sprawled on the side of the World Mansion, on top of a small hill, in a pile of grass and wearing hats woven from straw on their heads.

This was naturally Du Lei's masterpiece. When he was young, as the son of a King, no matter what, he had to learn to weave a crown that symbolized his rights and dignity.

"There are so many mosquitoes here."

Zhao Xue couldn't help but scold her. Her tender skin was naturally for feeding the mosquitoes, which was good as well. They wouldn't bite Du Lei once they had eaten their fill.

"How come there are no mosquitoes biting me? I'm so handsome, when I look in the mirror myself, I can't help but want to eat myself. "

The weapon on Du Lei's waist was a Desert Eagle, the King of close combat firearms. With her immense killing power, she was able to headshot easily, which was similar to how she used her old home's earth cannon to blow up a watermelon. According to Zhao Xue, this was something she had taken from a criminal, there were two hundred rounds of bullets, all of them exploding internally.

It was the kind of bullet that would explode a second time if it entered a person's body.

This type of bullet was extremely unpopular, but Zhao Xue did not have any other weapons.

This was something that he had unintentionally acquired, and he would have to return it to the station. Our country's firearms control is well-known for its strict laws and regulations.

"Disgusting, narcissistic."

Zhao Xue's pretty face could not help but reveal a little contempt. She was very familiar with Du Lei and would discover that he was a "changeable" person.

The person.

"Hehe, I'm speaking the truth. What you just said, if my fans heard it, they would definitely not recognize you. Even your grandma wouldn't be able to recognize you."

Du Lei said while laughing.

"With those tasteless fans of yours, to be honest, they must be blind to like you."

Zhao Xue attacked without mercy.

Of course, her attacks were useless against Du Lei.

Du Lei was currently the favorite of the media, so under the bright moonlight, he secretly took a picture of Zhao Xue. It was not very clear, but he managed to take a rough outline of him.

He edited a line of words, "Ahem, the battle is about to begin. If everyone is interested, please pay attention to the situation. I am at the World Trade Organization."

Right now, Du Lei needed a large number of people to blindly stir up trouble, and all of them were here to attract Brother Long's attention. Only then could Zhao Xue and take advantage of the situation and enter.

The media was here, even if Du Lei borrowed his last name, Long, courage, he wouldn't dare to shoot. Unless he didn't even care about his life, the police would probably interfere.

Then, he posted Zhao Xue's picture on Weibo.

The bottom line was instantly filled with all sorts of comments: "Did Master Lei go to make an appointment?"

"Holy shit, it's even a field battle!"

"Grandpa Lei, please forgive me. My heart is broken."

"Du Lei, no matter what happens, I will always love you."

In less than a few minutes, he had already received thousands of comments, and tens of thousands of praises. Du Lei reckoned that there was a fan that bought him water army to refresh his Weibo.

As long as he posted on Weibo, he would be able to become a hotspot in a lightning fast speed. This naturally included a large number of hardcore fans, so it would be very troublesome for Sina.

Especially when it came to technology that was being used in the water army, it was basically impossible to check its level. Du Lei even suspected that his 5m strong fan base was actually being developed for him behind the scenes.

"Zhao Xue, do you think we can succeed?"

Du Lei kept the phone back into his pocket and asked immediately. He was very clear that the police officer in front of him was very nervous.

"Du Lei, since we have reached this critical juncture, let me tell you, I am actually not a police officer. I am an agent from the Zhongnanhai, a spy sent here."

Zhao Xue's tone was a little heavy. The moment she said that she was a secret service agent, she clearly knew that this boy in front of her would very likely give up his mission because of this.

"Hur hur."

Du Lei laughed, and laughed happily: "Is there any meaning in saying all this? Is it important that you're not an agent? All I know is that you are Zhao Xue, and your goal is to steal the criminal record with the surname of Long, and then bring him to justice so that he can be eliminated of all harm. "

"Really? "You think so?"

Zhao Xue was in disbelief, as she tried to ask.

"What else can I think? That surnamed Long wants my life, so of course I have to take revenge. Is there anything wrong with that?" And most of all, I promised you that I would. It doesn't matter what your identity is, or what your goal is. In my opinion, you're a good person. "

Du Lei took a deep breath and said: "Actually, I can be considered a good person. When I was in school, I had once broken the legs of someone else, and after entering the Young Prison house for half a month, I broke my father's heart completely."

"At that time, I knew that my life should end like this, but I didn't give up. Until now, I only achieved a small bit of achievement, and only when I went back to see my father did I understand that from the beginning to the end, he didn't care about what I had done. In his heart, no matter what, I was still his only son."

The little girl's fingers were very long, and were well-proportioned, making her look exceptionally beautiful. However, the current Du Lei didn't have the luxury of paying attention to these matters, so he earnestly said to Zhao Xue: "I will protect you.

"Yes, yes."

As a beauty secret service agent, Zhao Xue had received three years of training in the Zhong Nan Province. This was one of her missions, and it was the first time she had completed a mission together with someone else.

Du Lei was also the first man that she had ever trusted in … The two had not known each other for long, but at such a critical moment, they were able to separate their lives from their bodies.

He only had eyes for the mission.

By nine o'clock in the night, the outside of the World Trade Organization office was already surrounded by a large number of people. The effect that Du Lei wanted had already been achieved.

The migrant worker took Du Lei's 500, so he insisted that the WTO Real Estate owed him a salary. At this moment, Brother Long was playing bed games with his mistress.

When he heard his subordinate's report that a large group of migrant workers had come to collect debts, he was immediately scared stiff. He hastily put on his clothes, grabbed his bag, and hurried downstairs.

This kind of matter, even if it were small, it could still be big. If the media was present, if he hadn't handled it properly, it would have become a f * cking class fight. This would have been a huge issue.

Brother Long, his big name is Long Ao Tian. That's right, he is Long Ao Tian. He is 40 years old this year and has a real estate company under his care.

If he dared to claim to be number two, no one would dare to claim to be number one.