Lao Dian felt disgusted, and a mouthful of filth surged up from his stomach wildly. He couldn't stop it, and it surged out of his mouth. At this moment, he immediately reached out to cover it.

The moment the footsteps stayed at the door.

Without any consideration, he decisively poured the filth in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it again without hesitation.

But the disgusting feeling was overwhelming, making Lao Dian's body tremble unstoppable.

Drops, the sensing door was unlocked, and the handle inside the door moved down, and the door was pulled open.

The thin man in his thirty years old was wearing a pair of gold-edged glasses, his face was red and his forehead was sweating, and he looked very nervous. His hands were trembling slightly when he took out the door card to brush the door. He held the door handle with one hand and placed the other hand in the pocket of the suit. He took something out the moment he opened the door.

What I took out was a small black box larger than the USB flash drive.

The man went straight to the room and immediately threw himself to the computer on the table. The small black box in his hand was placed aside. When he pressed the switch of the notebook, the man's hands were trembling.

Clicking on the document in the notebook, the man's brow trembled at the moment after clicking on it.

His eyes trembled, too.

He turned his head and had a vaginal penis. He seemed to notice something. He reached his hand to the belt and pulled out a small gun. He turned around and the bullet was loaded.

Decisive and straightforward.

All my eyes are about murder.

He immediately fell to the bottom of the bed, but he did not choose to bend down and lift the hanging sheet, but his eyes fell to the corner of the wall. A small mirror was quietly placed in the corner that Lao Dian did not notice, facing the bottom of the bed.

The man's flesh trembled when he gritted his teeth.

There is no one under the bed.

Then, he quickly moved towards the bathroom, just like a palm-sized place, not under the bed, it was in the bathroom, and it was impossible to be in the cabinet. When the cabinet was pulled open, it would squeak.

While approaching the bathroom, he reached out to grab the remote control and pressed to adjust the sound. At the same time, he took out a mask of special material from his pocket and put it on.

While he pressed the button, a unique smell of gas flowed out from the corner of the bathroom.

This gas can subtly affect gamma-aminobutyric acid at the moment the human body is inhaled, an important inhibitory nerve communication substance in the mammalian central nervous system. A special gas that is enough to make people weak but not die: psychedelic nerve fog No. 023.

Even if you cover your mouth, you will become slow to react the moment you smell it, and even become coma even if you are more serious. The weapons used in modern warfare are often not something that your willpower can resist, and this is especially true for the struggle between spies and counter-espionage.

If there is someone in the bathroom, no matter who the person is, how strong the body is, or what kind of training he has experienced, under the attack of this fog, let alone the gun cannot be held firmly. You should know that although the psychedelic 023 nerve fog is a conventional medicine, it has great limitations. For example, it can only be used in a small space like the bathroom to achieve the ideal effect. Once the concentration is not enough, even if it is released in the living room, it will not be enough to make the brain slow to react in a short period of time.

This thing has many disadvantages, so it is not very advanced weapon. However, in every veteran who works in spy, as long as it is the bathroom and wardrobe of the place where he lives, it will be installed in case of emergency.

Veterans will not hide in the bathroom or cabinet, which is equivalent to seeking death.

But in such a small room, except for this bed, there are only cabinets and bathrooms. There is no one under the bed, and it is impossible for it to be in the cabinet, so it is the bathroom.

The man stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses. He had just heard a very light clicking sound. He couldn't say what it was, because he was too anxious to open the notebook at that time and immediately exported the most important information in the black box, distracting his attention.

But he was not very nervous either. If someone hid in the bathroom and smelled psychedelic No. 023, he would be enough to subdue the other party.

Holding the gun in one hand, the man leaned sideways to the side of the wall in case someone fired a bullet through the door and hit him. He reached out and twisted it, and the gun was aimed at the bathroom.

There was no one in the bathroom.

The man turned his head in confusion.

What's going on? He thought.

Click...

The voice came over again.

This time, it was heard from outside the door.

He looked out through his cat's eyes and saw a tall man walking to the fourth room opposite. After sensing the induction card several times, he walked to the fifth room with a crooked footsteps and then used the induction card to sense it.

As soon as I turned the door handle, the door opened.

"A drunkard scared me." The man breathed a sigh of relief, cursed in a low voice, took the gun back, turned around and ran to the table.

A confidential document reads: Top Secret: The Ninth Meeting on the relevant living arrangements for Liu Zhi, an expert from the Provincial Military Network.

He quickly exported the file, showing an ecstatic expression, and his mouth couldn't help but trembled with joy. After the export, he immediately put the small black box in his pocket, then turned around and walked out of the room, ran quickly towards the stairwell, and ran to the 12th floor.

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Yan Jiuzheng saw the man pushing the door and then in less than two seconds, Lao Diao flashed out from the door and gently closed the door calmly.

It was like having a meeting with that man, which was very surprising, and what was even more surprising was that the man didn't even notice him.

But Lao Dian's expression was not very good, and he bit his mouth tightly, as if he was controlling something, and his steps were swaying very much, just like he was drunk.

Yan Jiucheng showed his little body, implying that I would protect you from behind.

Lao Diao raised his eyes and saw Jiuzheng. He immediately swept his eyes to the side, suggesting that he evacuate.

Yan Jiucheng retreated and continued to look at Lao Dan's direction with his watch. He saw him swaying in the mirror and took out the room card from his pocket and scanned the room opposite. It was naturally impossible to scan it if the room card was not matched. Then he walked to the room next door, took out the room card and scanned it, creating a drunken look.

But when he was sensing the room card for the second time, he secretly used the instrument, dripped the floor, swept open the door, walked in, and then gently closed the door.

Although Yan Jiucheng was suspicious, he didn't know how Lao Dian did it. When the man entered the door, his heels could flash out, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Lao Dian could pretend to be drunk so calmly, which meant that he had not alerted the enemy and escaped safely.

Yan Jiucheng looked around and it was quiet around him, so he decided to guard him here again.

In just two minutes, the man in room 1103 walked out. This time his steps were still very hurried, but the expression on his face changed from the tension before entering the door to excitement, and there was still uncontrollable joy. His back quickly disappeared at the entrance of the stairs. He listened to the sound of footsteps, and he walked to the 12th floor.

The door where Lao Dai entered opened and he flashed out.

He walked quickly towards Yan Jiucheng. Jiucheng laughed, gave him a thumbs up, turned around and walked towards his room, and whispered: "Good thing, I'm back to my room, we three are in a while..."

"Come to my room." Lao Dian's voice was a little strange.

Nothing to say is strange.

But it makes people feel uncomfortable when they feel numb from their scalp.

The sound was like something in his mouth, something like a whisper in his throat, rustling and hoarse.

Yan Jiucheng's face changed and he immediately followed Lao Dian. Lao Dian was walking a little wrong. If it was just now, it was just like he was drunk to paralyze the other party, but Lao Dian's calves were still trembling at this time, and the back of his neck was covered in sweat.

When Yan Jiucheng opened the door and heard a plop as soon as he closed the door.

Lao Dian, a man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, knelt on the ground.

Yan Jiucheng took a big step to Lao Dian to support him, but a large mouthful of filth suddenly spurted out of his mouth. Perhaps because he was afraid that he would spray it to Jiucheng, he lowered his head and sprayed it all in front of his knees kneeling on the ground.

He lowered his head and his hands were instantly hanging to both sides.

"Old Dai, you..." Yan Jiucheng held her hand in hand.

Da da da da da.

He saw a few drops of blood dripping onto the pile of vomit.

I saw Lao Yu's eyes were red, his face turned pale, and his nostrils were bleeding, and his body was cramped, and he thrust from time to time.

"There are... files in the black box..." Lao Dian's voice was vague, and his lower right hand clenched into a fist, and he lifted it hard.

"What did you encounter and what did you smell!" Yan Jiucheng calmed himself down as fast as possible. He carried a lot of medicine on his body. Gu Miqing asked them to bring all the medicines corresponding to the poison that the other party might use.

But you have to know first, if you smell something or touch something, you can roughly know what medicine to use to try first. Yes, try it, it may be possible to hit it well and solve it; if you don’t hit it well, it will be troublesome.

"The document... there should be important documents..." Before Lao Dian finished speaking, he fell forward while kneeling. Yan Jiuzhen hugged him. He rolled his eyes as if he was strangled to his neck, and suddenly softened in Yan Jiucheng's arms.

The right hand, which was clenched into a fist, was slightly opened, and the palm of the hand was a miniature camera.

"Old Dian!" Yan Jiucheng lowered his voice. Lao Dian's body was soft and covered in vomit. He closed his eyes and did not move.

The knees were covered with the minced beef he had just eaten in the morning, and they had not yet been digested.

He said that he likes to eat beef the most, and when he gets rich, he has to eat beef every day. So he has no other requirements before every action, so he just wants to eat a meal of beef, which is the kind that is full.

"I was afraid of hunger when I was a child. I was so hungry that I was so hungry about eating beef at home. When I got rich, I would make others envy my mother. They are big fish and meat every day. When the project is completed, I will raise him hundreds of cows. If you don't sell them, just eat them by yourself!" Lao Hanging on the plane leaving the first training ground, chewing the meat in his mouth, looking at Yan Jiucheng with a smile.

At that time, he was eating meat and 90% had just finished peeing.

Just a few days ago, why did it become so long like the things in the previous life?

Yan Jiucheng lifted the old hanging up with force. The 1.9-meter-old man knelt in the pile of filth, with smelly beef sticking to his pants, and the blood in his nostrils dripped to Jiucheng's neck, warm and wet.

Yan Jiuzheng's eyes turned red.

Men have gold under their knees, so they cannot kneel.

He can't let Lao Dan kneel.
Chapter completed!