Chapter 816 - Hegemony

In the blink of an eye, the originally extremely dangerous situation was brought under control.

Only one person can perform as efficiently as a hundred people.

As the door of the villa was pushed open, there was a soft click and a crisp sound on the coffee table in the living room. The coffee cup Lin Mo put down suddenly shattered without warning, and the remaining coffee suddenly flowed all over the table.

With Lin Mo's astonishing performance in front of him, the people in the room who were already nervous to the limit almost jumped out of fright.

"Who is this guy?"

Charlie Mitchell was filled with doubts and confusion in his heart. He had completely overturned the profile information about Maureen sent to him and his partner Alvin Carter by his superiors.

Chinese, male, Han nationality, 24 years old, 175 centimeters tall, weighing about 65 kilograms, J-10 fighter pilot, has extremely rich practical experience, decisive temperament, cold-blooded and ruthless, extremely strong individual strength, correspondingly huge appetite, possesses Experience in using tactical armor cannot be bought with money, and is semi-immune to hypnosis and vomiting potion.

In the information sent by CIA senior officials to the agents below, Lin Mo's experience of participating in "Abyss Nirvana" and the information about the Dragon Knights of the Slan Empire's Royal Dragoon Corps were deliberately omitted. The former was due to permission issues, while the latter was simply too inappropriate. Reliable.

Finally, the identification notes of the intelligence analysis experts stated that they were suspected to be soldiers from the Chinese Communist Party who had been undergoing special training since childhood. Their current civilian identities were suspected to be disguised. The secretly collected investigation data were analyzed through behavioral analysis to determine their performance before and after joining the army. They are completely different, with completely different personalities and codes of conduct.

True and false. False and true, no matter how experienced intelligence experts are, they cannot predict all kinds of accidents.

How can scientific analysis methods lead to unscientific accidents?

After Lin Mo entered the house, Alvin Carter felt chills all over his body. He didn't feel it before, but now he felt as if he had seen an extremely terrifying beast that would kill anyone at any time.

Although there is a hand [Mukura] tightly held in my hand. But it didn't bring him any sense of security. It was a sense of threat like encountering a natural enemy, even if the threat was not directed at him.

Sometimes a kind of momentum is not exuded by the person himself. It's other people's self-hypnosis from the heart for no reason.

"There are still twenty-one hours, Bob. You hurry up and pack your bags. By the way, arrange a room for us to rest. We will stay here at night. Get more food. I have a big appetite. I need at least one meal. It’s enough for twenty people. If you go out, you must be accompanied by one of my bodyguards. Finally, Lisa, help me get another cup of coffee. It’s really delicious.”

Lin Mo sat back on the sofa in a leisurely manner, and even his clothes were not too messy.

"Thank you, Mr. Morin!" Lisa looked at the nearly shattered porcelain coffee cup on the coffee table in surprise. She immediately came to her senses, quickly picked it up and replaced it with a cup of steaming, fragrant coffee.

"Thank you. Mr. Morin!"

Bob, the inventor of the "hydrogen and oxygen sharing tank" technology, believed that he owed a greater favor. This was a timely help. He not only took the initiative to solve the problem for them, but also solved the immediate crisis on the spot.

Before this, their relationship was just a buyer and a seller who were strangers to each other. There was no need for Lin Mo to get involved in this trouble.

What the other party did has won Bob's gratitude and he has made up his mind. As long as there is a chance, he will definitely repay this Mr. Morin.

Lin Mo had no idea that his little effort could once again elevate his status in Bob's mind.

If Lin Mo invited him to join his technical team at this time, I am afraid that this physical scientist would definitely agree without hesitation.

It is no different from Bai Jian. Another technical talent has been obtained. I am afraid that the dragon knight will even wake up from his dream with laughter.

The gap between Eastern and Western thinking and the insufficient ability to handle interpersonal relationships in this world prevented the Dragon Knight from seizing this opportunity, so that the opportunity was missed in vain.

By the way, Dragon Knight will only use grab now.

"Mr. Morin, I want to know, what are your plans for Tiger Energy next?"

Charlie Mitchell is very worried about what kind of big trouble this Mr. Terminator will create in the United States.

Although he is employed by the CIA, he is first and foremost an American. When he sees a foreigner being aggressive in his own country, even if the other party is being reasonable, he always feels an indescribable feeling of awkwardness and discomfort in his heart.

"Be polite before fighting! This is my principle. Things are mine. There is no doubt about this. They have no right to take it away, otherwise they will pay an unbearable price for it."

If necessary, Lin Mo wouldn't mind bringing in the Japanese consortium behind Tiger Energy to deal with it. Well, according to a famous saying in his own country in this world: The little devil deserves a beating.

No matter how powerful a commercial enterprise is and how many gangsters it has cultivated, can it be able to defeat the military?

The Dragon Knight never fights alone.

Out of professional principles, Charlie Mitchell said both as a reminder and as a warning: "Mr. Morin, I hope you can understand that this is the United States!"

He sighed inwardly, this time the trouble was really big.

The responsibility of the CIA is to prevent those unstable factors from posing a threat to the country. If Lin Mo were an American, he would just turn a blind eye and close one eye, but he is a Chinese. Not only that, he is also very aggressive. of soldiers.

In any case, this is also a domestic matter that Americans keep behind closed doors. This Chinese is interfering in the internal affairs of the United States (the United States calls its interference in other countries' internal affairs as safeguarding human rights and freedoms).

According to the style of hegemony and the natural pride of Americans, it is very polite for Charlie Mitchell to speak like this.

Lin Mo disagreed and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, violence is only one of the methods. I will act according to your rules. At least I will remind you two in advance and won't make it difficult for you."

The Dragon Knight has more than one trump card.

The two CIA agents, Charlie Mitchell and Alvin Carter, looked at each other, expressing a deep sense of powerlessness.

At this moment. In the top presidential suite of a five-star luxury hotel in downtown Oak Ridge, a naked Asian man with a strong body was rolling around happily with three hot-bodied girls.

Coats and underwear were thrown around, and a unique unobstructed party was going on in the room.

The three young women, who were also completely naked, did not look shy at all. They deliberately let out screams and laughter from time to time while chasing and playing with the man.

During this fight between goblins, a woman with towering breasts and beautiful legs was knocked down by the man from time to time. When he stretched out his mouth, it was a slap in the face, and Lushan's claws were groping around, exuding beast-like lust.

The other two women took advantage of the troubled waters. The man made a charming sound like a kitten, but the man took the opportunity to knock down the other one and attack the city without hesitation.

The presidential suite is full of spring scenery.

The man was just about to enjoy the three tender, white lambs that were almost dripping with water. Suddenly the phone in the room rang.

The three girls and one boy were still rolling around, not caring about the ringing phone, and continuing the most important task of reproduction in life.

But the phone seemed to be deliberately trying to make things difficult for them. It kept ringing and seemed to be getting louder and louder.

"Baga, what on earth is going on? Who is this bastard? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me at this time?"

The man suddenly stopped his movements and stood up, cursing, and his lower body almost exploded before he could enter the position, but the urging phone ringing completely ruined his interest.

Good things are going to be interrupted. No one else would be in a good mood.

He walked to the bedside, grabbed the phone, and said viciously: "I'm Zegel, no matter who you are, no matter how important the matter is. I'll go get the family law later!"

"Ah, yes, yes... the person on the other end of the phone was startled. Before he could speak, he was immediately struck by tragedy. Isn't this just bad luck? He hit the boss [Mucang] right in the mouth. How could he dare to defend himself and beg for mercy? The boss was furious. The more you talk, the more likely you are to die.

But there is one thing that is more important. Even if he gets a spanking, he has to report it immediately... huh? Nanni? What's going on with Miller's people? They can't even handle such a thing. Why should I support him and his people? It’s all rubbish, Baga, Baga! Tell him to commit suicide by caesarean section, or I will cut off his head with my own hands... Bang! ~A terrible loud noise.

The man named Zeger suddenly smashed the phone on the table like an angry lion. It was shattered into pieces. Plastic pieces and electronic components flew everywhere, even the walnut solid wood bedside small square table. Terrible impact marks were found.

The three women in the suite were hiding on the bed, looking at the sturdy Japanese man in horror, but they didn't know what happened to make the big money owner lose such a temper.

"Damn, damn!"

Zeger was like a crazy beast, walking back and forth naked in the room, as if he had just been slapped hard, his face turned red and almost bleeding, and finally he sat down heavily on the sofa. on, breathing heavily.

"Oh!" In the midst of his rage, he suddenly felt some unspeakable and extreme pleasure coming from his lower body, touching the depths of his soul. His baby seemed to have fallen into some hot, moist and soft place and was wrapped up. He lowered his head and Look, I couldn't help but moan happily, "Oh, oh, baby, you did a great job, you are really my little sweetheart, I will reward you heavily, keep on, keep on!"

The ** that had not been released suddenly burned like a fire cooking oil.

"Hey! You, bring me the phone! It's right there!" Zeger, who had not completely lost his mind, pointed at the two women hiding on the bed and clicked casually.

The bedside phone was smashed, but the call he just received was extraordinary. Although Zeger was burning with desire, he knew that some things couldn't be delayed... Second update, my cousin got up late, and slept with the list in mind yesterday. late. The starting point for Platinum is in Hangzhou, no more than five kilometers away from my cousin’s home. If it weren’t for the fact that I didn’t keep the manuscript, my cousin would have to bring his camera to have sex in person.