"Have you really seen him?" He glanced at him suspiciously. The man's face froze and he had to say, "I I can't remember... "

"What's the matter with you today?" By sharp eyes, he felt more flustered: "I'm just a little uncomfortable."

"You don't have to take part in that night's task," the older man frowned. "You've been in a very bad state recently."

"Now I'm fine." He finally depressed the mood in his heart and returned to normal. He looked at the fuzzy monitoring picture, and his eyes wavered. There was only one idea in his heart, that is, never let him see this person.

"You'll stay here in a moment." The man's eyes couldn't hide his disappointment. He didn't understand why the son didn't look like him at all?

There is a plan, but the vision is

I shake my head at the bottom of my heart. If my wife didn't go early Thinking of this, he sighed: "Fu Sheng, this task is too important. I can't let it go wrong because of you."

"I know, but Dad, let me do it this time!" "I won't let it go wrong," he said

"No, you stay here." The older man waved that he didn't want to listen to him any more.

Fu Sheng wanted to say something else. Just then, the walkie talkie on the desk rang.

"Report, the target is moving!"

As soon as the man looked down, he got up and went to the door.

Fu Sheng couldn't stop him, so he had to go out behind him, trying to find a chance to stop him.

No matter what, he can't let him find out the secret!

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the music is more and more melodious downstairs. Men and women in twos and threes begin to swing on the dance floor. In a room on the second floor, a secret transaction is about to take place.

It's time for Jorge to pick up something and leave the room.

As soon as he got to the second floor, he saw a young man in a waiter's dress standing in the corridor. When he saw the pattern on his collar button, his eyes flashed and he showed a decent smile: "Mr. Joe, this way, please."

Joel nodded, followed him, and walked forward together.

The waiter stopped at the door of a room and knocked on it. "Mr. Joe is here, sir."

After a while, a hoarse voice came from the door: "please come in."

There seems to be more than one person in the room.

He pushed the door open and walked slowly in.

As early as there was a knock at the door, Fu Sheng's face in the room became very ugly. Fortunately, he stood behind the man, and no one found him for a while.

The man sitting on the chair had two walnuts in his hands, and his eyes were cold and deep. He was staring at the man coming in at the door, and his eyes flashed sharp light.

The people at the door step by step into, when he appeared in his field of vision, the man's eyes narrowed, eyes suddenly a deep.

There was a pair of black phoenix eyes in front of him, as if he didn't pay attention to anything. The deep cold in the thick ink pupil almost ignored his handsome face.

The man in the chair looked quiet, but no one knew the waves in his heart when he saw the face.

Like! It's so much like

The hand that turned the walnut didn't know when it had stopped. His hand tightened unconsciously. The hard edges left deep marks on the skin. The man just stared at him like he didn't feel it.

Fu Sheng, standing behind him, kept staring at him. When he saw that he stopped, his heart sank.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw the man in the chair, and then the man standing behind him.

I'm still an acquaintance.

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