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Chapter 65 Undercurrent

That woman just now was an illusion?

......It's very different from the monsters before. If you don't attack me, or are you just like the research room, you're a peeping future?

The white mist evaporated through the uniform fabric, and Wang Ruhu's face was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid across her cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

With his arms tightly tied with long sleeves, he wiped away the sweat stains on his chin. Wang Ruhu turned around and walked out of the stairwell. The security manager there was still directing people to check the safety device. There was nothing unusual about him before he left.

‘When they have completed the installation, then find an opportunity to come and have a look.’

Looking over there, Wang Ruhu slowly retreated back to the stairwell, went to patrol the other grounds, and recorded another staircase. He walked past each floor. The busy staff of the building knew that the new security guard had just captured four "South Koreans". Looking at his height and body, he greeted him in a friendly manner. When he left, his colleagues beside him asked curiously, and what happened not long ago was told as a topic of conversation, which attracted the latter to surprise.

"...The police in Chicago are here, and I saw this oriental man being asked by the inspector in the hall to take notes."

"That were four young people. I heard from the above that they were South Korea or islanders. They wanted to steal secrets, but they turned out to be four stupid thieves."

"That guy beats four?"

"You don't understand Kung Fu even after you say it."

"Then do you know what kind of kung fu is?"

"Haha...I don't know either, it should be very magical."

“……”

The two of them were talking far away from the end of the corridor, and such conversations were still circulating in the office. After all, in the boring and boring life state of work, there is something happening around you that can always be said to people over and over again several times.

After Wang Ruhu inspected the lower floors, it was noon. Several security guards with arms around met him and called to go to the restaurant on the second floor to have dinner together. On the way, he was stopped by Meila who was waiting. He took him to the restaurant attentively, ordered two steaks and roast chicken, and sat side by side.

Her plump waist approached and squeezed Wang Ruhu, as if she had reapplied lipstick, she put her lips on her lipstick from time to time, her eyes were slightly slanted, and under the table, her high heels occasionally touched his calves.

"After lunch, I often go to the lounge on the fifth floor, where there is a room that is rarely disturbed and sleeps very quietly..."

Hearing such a explicit hint, Wang Ruhu forked a piece of beef and chewed it in his mouth, saying that he did not have the habit of taking a nap, and politely rejected the woman's proposal.

Although I am not rejected in this regard, I do not like to be careless with others, let alone those who have only met once.

Cut off the last piece of beef and put it in your mouth, and drank the juice from the tow in one breath. Wang Ruhu wiped his mouth and took the plate to say goodbye to the angry Meila. In the following afternoon, he checked around the building, or was far away, and looked at the terrain around the laboratory.

When it was time to get off work, I saw Linda, who was wearing a hip-pack skirt from afar. However, the latter glanced at Wang Ruhu, with resentment in his eyes. He gave a simple greeting, twisted his waist and went straight down the underground parking lot.

"Did I mess with her?"

"That's true for Linda, but her temper comes quickly and goes quickly, so don't mind."

While thinking about it, a cold female voice suddenly sounded behind her. Wang Ruhu turned around. The woman in a tight skirt with her knees in the corridor was taking off her glasses and putting them in the box. Her slightly raised lips curled up a charming smile, but her blue eyes had a coldness that would keep people from thousands of miles away.

"I hope you don't make her sad. I rarely see her helping someone like this."

The glasses box put away the small suit on the upper body, and the woman pressed to another special elevator, then walked in, closed the elevator door, and isolated the man outside.

sad?

I'm afraid this is a misunderstanding?

Wang Ruhu grinned and was suddenly said to him. When he thought of a woman beside him acting coquettishly towards him in a coquettish voice, he trembled for a moment, and quickly shook his head and threw this idea out of his mind.

‘Somewhat scary…’

After another cold war, he quickly went downstairs to go back to the changing room on the side of the hall, took off his uniform and changed his previous clothes, and then returned to Chinatown to see if the four guys tied up the previous security here to settle it.

Walking past the archway, Wang Ruhu vaguely felt a peeking look, stopped, looked back and around, except for the parked cars and pedestrians passing by outside the shops on both sides, there was nothing unusual.

Then, he accelerated his pace and got into the crowd. One of them flicked into the alley. Soon he came out of another alley and walked to the tea restaurant with the word "Dragon Record".

‘Click~~’

A slight shutter sounded in the nearby street car. In the open window, a figure slowly sat up. After seeing the figure taken by the phone, he pressed the send button.

.........

In the tea restaurant, the guy was busy carrying the restaurant. In a hurry, he bumped into a corner of the counter. The tray in his hand was unstable, and a bowl of fish ball noodles flew out.

Before he could land, he was steadily caught by a big hand that reached out and helped the waiter up with the other hand. When the latter saw the figure in front of him, he naturally knew him and shouted happily: "Brother Hu!"

Then, he turned around and shouted at the kitchen.

"Uncle Long, Brother Hu is back!"

The old man looked over from the door, then retracted to continue cooking. Wang Ruhu patted the waiter on the shoulder and asked him to be careful. Then he walked to the kitchen door, looked at the back of the cooking, and asked softly:

"Uncle Long, is the security tied to Anchorton here?"

"I let him go, and in the afternoon, I let him go. These four novices actually put people here, and they are not afraid of taking them all."

Wang Ruhu nodded lightly, and he came over to ask if the person was still there. Since he was let go, there was no loss. Soon, he packed two char siu buns and brought them back to O block to give Tori a copy.

When he came out, the vehicles parked far away slowly moved and followed him and hung far behind.

at the same time.

In downtown Chicago, a middle-aged man in a well-suited suit in a command car parked on the side of the road was comparing the photos he sent back with the back view played on the monitor.

‘Except for the Peking Opera mask, it’s exactly the same.’

Smith yawned and drank a big mouthful of bitter original coffee. Then he became a little more energetic and asked his subordinates to bring the walkie-talkie, "Okay, be cheered up, we may face a big battle next."

In the sound of the passage, the dim sunset shone on the west side of the city as the sun was falling in several buildings. In the suburbs, there were also people in a building that was preparing to implement a new plan.

"Jonathan and Bridger have failed, this is our opportunity..."

Outside, shining in the dimness of the earth, a graceful figure walked past the mottled light on the ground, looking at the building opposite, with beautiful faces under the long golden hair and muscles twitching, gradually bringing out a smile.
Chapter completed!
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