Chapter 399： Suppression team

Chapter 399 Clearance Team

Green still looked paralyzed, with the dead fish's eyes half drooping, smiling but not laughing, as if crying but not crying, looking at Kebaev who was standing there.

In fact, he had expected this to happen. Since Silabel came back, he handed over the information of these people to him. What kind of background and character, strengths and weaknesses, special abilities and abilities of these people are these people, Green's heart is one. Clearly.

According to the information, this Kebaev has a very high self-esteem, and it is strange that he does not jump out and do things.

At this moment, Kebaev was shocked and angry, the muscles on his cheeks twitched, his eyes fixed on Green, his hands clenched and released, and he repeated several times. He deliberately slammed the door and left without throwing Green, but he was afraid of what Green had just said, and he was even more afraid of Green's strength.

If it’s true that Green holds a legendary high-level undead summon, as rumored, then even his family can’t help Green at the moment.

How should I choose? Is it better to die standing than to live on your knees, or is it a man who can bend and stretch?

Kebayev kept flipping these two thoughts in his mind, and finally he turned his heart away, his eyes flashed decisively, his teeth clenched tightly, and he made a "creaky" sound...

At this time, Kerbaev was extremely angry. He had grown up so much and no one had ever dared to threaten him like this. Even the vicious Silabel just beat him up and would not insult him like this.

Kebayev stared at the bull's eyes and looked at Green fiercely.

Green's eyes were calm and cold, and the entire conference room fell into a suffocating silence.

After five or six minutes, the blue veins on the back of Kerbaev's hand bulged, his patience has reached the limit, and finally... He silently walked back to the position just now and sat down.

At this moment, Kebaev is still screaming in his heart: "Kerbaev, what are you doing? Why should you give in, what about your dignity? Your anger? What you should do now is to put your fist on that Damn **** face."

However, no matter how he cried in his heart, Kebaev's body was honest and made the wisest choice.

Just when they looked at each other just now, a dragon-lich's finger was fully stretched out in the spirit-calling magic circle on Green's head. And gradually locked on Kebaev's body, which made him feel unprecedented pressure, it was a feeling that death was approaching.

Even if Kebaev was very sure in his heart, Green would never dare to kill him blatantly, and even if Green swore a threat, he could secretly use means to kill him. There is a huge and ancient family behind it, if it is not a deep hatred, no one wants to offend them.

But no matter how he understands it in his heart and how he analyzes it rationally, at this moment, according to his instinct, he clearly feels that Greene might actually kill him! Impulsive or crazy, those nightmarish dead fish eyes stared at him, like a lazy old cat staring at a mouse huddled in the corner.

Therefore, he subconsciously chose to be able to bend and stretch.

Kerbaev sat down silently, no longer arrogant, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Green saw that he was subdued and didn't say anything. He lightly withdrew the spirit call, sent the dracolich back to the cemetery, and then motioned for the four people who were hiding on the other side of the conference table to sit down.

Captain Ruston, Hill Walsh, Mrs. Rand, and Shelottner looked at each other, but did not dare to go against Green's wishes, and immediately sat down.

The four of them just thought that the two generals were going to fight on the spot, but they didn't expect it to end so anticlimactic, but they didn't look down on Kebayev besides being afraid of Green's power. They are not stunned young people who have just graduated from school. For these people who have come over on the battlefield, they can judge the situation and don’t make a fool of themselves. This kind of forbearance and reason alone shows that Kebaev is not a simple one. characters.

However, Green was not surprised by this result. According to the information given to him by Silabel, although Kebaev was strong in appearance, his personality was more feminine. Although he is very smart, he is considered to be an outstanding talent among the children of the nobles, but he is still not strong enough, and he is indecisive at a critical time, so Green did not believe that he would dare to break the net from the beginning.

Green clapped his hands, as if the episode just now did not exist: "Everyone, being able to be selected by Sir Silabel to join the newly formed consultation group, your strength is beyond doubt, so I will have high requirements for you, I hope Don't let me down. Silabel has given our six-member scavenging team a lot of power, and we have to make a difference, otherwise..."

Green delivered a speech that boosted morale, but the effect was not satisfactory, and he didn't care too much.

Then this newly established Qing Squad against the Revolutionary Army Assassination Squad was officially put into work...

The next day at five o'clock in the afternoon, a café on Roscott Street.

Captain Ruston came to this cafe dressed as an office worker. His half-old suit and gray leather shoes made him look like a small civil servant or a company clerk who had just gotten off work.

As the copper bell rang on the door, Captain Ruston walked in, looked left and right, found a table and sat down, putting the briefcase in his hand beside him.

Because it’s off-duty time, the cafe also works part-time as a restaurant, serving dinner for those who don’t want to go home to cook at night. At this time, there were a lot of customers, and the waiters were stretched and waited for a while before coming.

The waiter is a pretty good looking young girl with brown braids running down the side of her chest and light makeup. She is very friendly. She said hugs first, and then asked Captain Ruston what to order?

This is the first time for Captain Ruston to perform this kind of task, but he is very smart and seems very natural. He smiled and said: "A large glass of ale and a chicken set meal..."

This is the signature set menu of this cafe. Ruston didn’t look at the menu, he had done his homework before coming, which made him look like a regular customer here.

Ruston doesn't know if this is useful, he can only try to make himself look natural.

Soon, the waiter brought a large glass of ale and a small plate with a few peanuts scattered in it. This is the snack that comes with the store.

Ruston immediately took a sip from the glass of ale, as if he was very thirsty, but in reality he concealed that he didn't know where to put his hands. However, after taking a sip of ale, the bitter and cool liquid made him feel much better, and he looked around him casually.

There are many people in the shop, but it is not noisy. A musician playing a soothing tune next to the piano not far away makes this cafe look very stylish.

Captain Ruston came here in disguise, of course not for dinner. After the meeting yesterday, everyone except Green was sent out. The purpose of their suppression group was to deal with the assassination team of the revolutionary army under the command of Cypolites, but since withdrawing from the palace, before Silabel returned, Cypolites had led his men from light to dark, and the entire The actions of the assassination team are becoming more and more low-key and secretive. If you want to deal with them, you must first find out.

Green, based on some intelligence collected by the Special Bureau, distributed the locations where the assassination team might hide to a few people, and asked them to investigate one by one. Once the target is found, don’t panic.

This cafe on Roscott Street was one of Captain Ruston's goals.

Ruston watched secretly while drinking ale, but found nothing.

Soon the same waiter came over with a plate: "Sir, this is your set meal, please take your time."

's sweet voice and quick hand made this young waitress look very competent.

"Uh, thank you." Ruston nodded in thanks, picked up the cutlery, and was about to start it when a tall man approached from outside the cafe's door.

Accompanied by the sound of "ding bells", Captain Ruston subconsciously looked at the door, his pupils shrank, he immediately looked away, pretending to bow his head to eat.

The man was 1.9 meters tall and wore a long black trench coat. He didn't look strong, but he was very tangible and a beautiful man.

The waitress with the brown braids just now saw the man's eyes lit up, and the professional smile on her face became a little more sincere. She walked over and said very familiarly: "Mr. Loha, you are here!"

The man in the black trench coat named Loha smiled and nodded: "Nice to meet you, beautiful lady." Then he walked to a corner table and sat down.

The waitress followed suit and said enthusiastically, "Sir, what would you like to eat today? Or just have a cup of coffee?"

Mr.   Roha casually glanced at the diners in the store, and replied with a smile: "Wait first, I have a friend who will be here soon."

"Okay sir." The waitress wanted to chat some more, but a customer greeted her at this moment, so she had to walk away unwillingly and put on a professional smile.

Mr. Loha seemed to be unable to bear the enthusiasm of the waitress, and could not help but let out a sigh of relief. Although he looked tall and mature, his face was more mature, but he was not yet twenty years old. 's lady.

After a few minutes, the waitress turned back: "Huh? Mr. Lockhart, hasn't your friend come yet?"

"Uh, I guess it's almost there." Loha replied with a smile, just then the bell on the door rang again, and a short and fat man wearing the same black trench coat walked in happily.

I don't know when, it was raining lightly outside, and the fat man's hair in the black trench coat was a little wet, sticking to his forehead and face, making him look more greasy.

"Descartes, here." Roja shouted immediately when he saw the fat man, and raised his hand for him to see.

(end of this chapter)