That night, two jeeps were speeding past the deserted prairie, raising a piece of yellow sand.

The bodies of the two Jeeps were already in pieces, especially the one running in the front, the entire body had been completely deformed, and even a door in the rear seat disappeared for some reason.

At this time, another jeep that was chasing behind him crashed into the car in front of him. The jeep that was hit suddenly lost control and staggered. It finally recovered and continued to drive quickly.

The driver in the jeep behind it was obviously not willing to give up. He accelerated suddenly and instantly the two cars drove side by side. Then the driver in the jeep slammed the steering wheel and hit it hard again.

The car that was hit this time was not as lucky as last time. It overturned the car, and the Jeep who crashed the car also drifted and stopped casually. The door opened and a slender man walked out of the car.

The man was not very old, only twenty years old, and he was not very handsome, but he had an indescribable temperament, which was very attractive. The man patted the dust on his clothes, took out a pistol from his waist, and walked towards the overturned car with the gun.

When he opened the car door that had overturned, the man pulled out a middle-aged man with blood from the inside, spitted a mouthful of spit on the middle-aged man's face, and smiled and said, "No. 7, don't pretend to be dead. Tell me where the things are. I can go back to hand in the office. I'm sleepy at night."

The middle-aged man named No. 7 by the young man was playing with a man who was nearly twenty years younger than him in horror, and said tremblingly: "God, let me go. As long as I become this time, we can share that infinite wealth together, 100 million US dollars, and it will never be enough for a lifetime!"

"So you dare to treason?" the young man asked with a calm look.

No.7 looked at the man and made up his mind and shouted loudly: "Dare, why don't I dare? I will go crazy sooner or later if I stayed there. I sold my life to the ministry for ten years. What did I get? What did I get? Even if I die, I can't even get the honor of a martyr. Why should I live like this?"

"So you dare to treason?" the young man asked in the same old saying.

Number seven is speech-stop.

The young man called No. 7 axe looked at No. 7's face and said coldly: "No. 7, on behalf of the Ancient Ministry, I will sentence you to death for treason, do you have any questions?"

"I'll go to Male Gobi!" No. 7 roared, then raised his fist and smashed it at the axe.

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The axe pulled the trigger, the bullet passed through No. 7's head, and the gunshot echoed on the empty grassland. No. 7's eyes widened, staring at the axe tightly, and then fell heavily.

The ghost put down the robbery, looked at the body of No. 7, slowly breathed a breath of turbid air, quickly squatted down, and began to search No. 7's whole body and the things in the car, and found that there was no target he was looking for.

"Where did Dong** go? He won't be swallowed into his stomach, right?" Ghost axe frowned and looked at the body of No. 7 and cursed: "I won't feel comfortable if I die. Why should I go back to submit the office if I have nothing?"

No matter how much you scold, you can't let Number 7 come back to life. Guima took out his cell phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and the phone was quickly connected.

"How is it?" A thick male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"He resisted and was killed by me." Guimao replied.

"Where is the stuff?"

"Not found, not on him."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while and said, "Bring his body back."

"I understand." Guimao hung up the phone, picked up the body of No. 7 and threw it into the trunk of the car. Then he started the car and drove quickly in one direction.

On the barren grassland, only a car that was overturned was parked there alone.

It was not until dawn that the jeep drove out of the prairie. From a distance, I saw a convoy of three off-road vehicles waiting for me.

Guimao parked the car on the side of the road and walked alone towards the rest stop not far away. A man got out of the off-road vehicle and quickly walked into Guimao's jeep and drove away. The three off-road vehicles also quickly left, as if they did not exist at the beginning.

Looking at the convoy away, his eyes flashed for a moment, and then he walked into the supermarket at the rest station, bought a piece of bread, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

After eating the bread, Guimao took out the phone, dialed a number, and after the other party answered, he said, "I want to take a vacation."

"Yes." The other end of the phone agreed very simply.

Guimao hung up the phone and looked at the vehicles on the highway in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ten days later, a chemical factory in the suburbs of Yanjing

Guimao came to the factory command building and walked into the elevator. The elevator slowly drove down to the ground with Guimao.

Not long after, the elevator door opened, and looked at the busy colleagues who were back and forth in the house and smiled rare.

"Oh, are you willing to come back?" A woman in work clothes said with a smile when she saw the axe.

"If you don't come back, I will probably send someone to catch me." Guimao said as he walked.

The woman smiled and said, "It's good to know. The minister is waiting for you in the office. Go quickly."

He nodded in a miraculous nod.

He pushed the door open and walked into the office, and saluted the Minister of the Secret Department at the desk.

The minister looked up at Wang Qingshuo and said, "Are you back?"

I have to say that although this minister of the Ancient Ministry is middle-aged, the heroic spirit and mature atmosphere emitted between his eyebrows can fascinate many girls controlled by uncles.

"Um."

"We have dissected the body of No. 7, and there is no such thing in his belly," said the minister.

"Oh." Guima obviously didn't have much enthusiasm for this.

The minister looked up at the miracle and said, "Why, his death has touched you a lot?"

"No." Hearing the minister's question, he shook his head and denied.

The minister put down the pen in his hand, stood up, lit a cigarette, and looked out the window. He didn't know what he was going to do, and he stood there stupidly without saying anything. The two of them were just staying there.

After smoking a cigarette, the minister snatched the cigarette butt and said, "You have been trained by our department since you were a child. The old men have great expectations for you. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes." The miraculous nodded.

"Go to Korea." The minister turned around and suddenly said to the miracle.

"What?" looked at the minister in confusion, obviously very confused about his decision.

"That thing cannot go too far. Our clue is that it is broken in South Korea. You go to Korea and see what's going on. If you can grab it, you can grab it. If you can't grab it, you can destroy it. After all, it's not a single thing."

"I understand, when will I set off?" asked Guimao. He was already used to being assigned tasks at any time.

"Try to hurry." The minister lit a cigarette again and said, "When you get there, you can take action if you get online with our people. If we are watching, those people dare not give them out blatantly."

"Okay." Guixia nodded and walked out.

The minister sat back, looked at the departing back, and smiled and said, "Boy, I'm pretending to be pitiful when I run here. I just want to go out and have fun? This time, you're here to play."

Shanghai Pudong International Airport

A man in black clothes and black pants, wrapped in black clothes, entered the eyes of the airport crowd. The man was not handsome, but the unique temperament he exuded made many people look at him.

"Mr. Chen Shuo?" the ticket inspector looked at the man and asked?

"It's me." The man replied with a smile.

"There is no problem with your ticket, you can go to the security check." The ticket inspector looked at the man's smile and his heartbeat suddenly became much faster.

"Thank you." Chen Shuo nodded and left with the ticket.

After the security check, Chen Shuo boarded the plane and walked into the first class cabin. After all, he was on a business trip on duty. All expenses were reimbursed by the Ministry, so Chen Shuo did not save the ministry that money and directly booked the first class air ticket.

After finding his seat, Chen Shuo leaned on the back of the chair. Because it was not a peak tourist season or holiday, the first class cabin seemed very empty. There were only two or three people in so many positions. Chen Shuo was so happy that he began to close his eyes and rest, waiting for the plane to take off.
Chapter completed!