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Chapter 263 Why Do You Bully Ritual People?
Gudong!

Vanya Egorov gulped his saliva with a thud, only to feel that, suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped by more than 20 degrees, which made him feel like he was on the permafrost of Siberia.

how is this possible.

This is the consulate general, how could someone be in his room?

This unscientific.

Or is the Federation planning to declare war on Moscow?

The land where the consulate is located is considered the territory of that country, and the act of invading the consulate is almost equivalent to declaring war.

Vanya Yegorov tried hard to open his eyes wide, trying to recognize the figure that appeared in the corner of his room at some point, hiding in the darkness.

"you……"

"sit!"

"Gudong!"

Vanya Egorov couldn't help shivering when he heard the sound that seemed to be squeezed out of ice. Then, with his eyes narrowed, he watched the man who came out of the darkness like an emperor. The man swallowed again.

He is from Lubyanka, but he is the deputy director of a branch of Lubyanka. He cannot be said to be a leader, but he is definitely not a real spy agent. He is just a dark psychological and somewhat antisocial personality.

But this one in front of me?

A man with a pale complexion, red eyes, and a man who exudes elegance, bloodthirsty, darkness and a gentleman?
A thud.

Wan Ya, who had just got up and was about to set up the task of capturing Locke Broughton by force, had a soft knee, and couldn't help but sit down again, as if he was also worried that the guards outside would come in, which would endanger his life, whispered Looking at the emperor who seemed to come out of the darkness, he asked, "Who are you!"

"My name..."

Locke's tone was as cold as a cold wind blowing between icebergs: "Cain, or, another name?"

talking room.

Locke's figure slowly transformed, from the elegant emperor in the dark to the handsome and handsome Locke Broughton in the world: "Or... that bitch you mentioned!"

Vanya Yegorov's soul trembled!

Locke was depressed.

He dares to swear to God, he really, really, wants to come here, find this deputy director of the Lubyanka branch, have a good chat, talk about things, bridge back bridge road, you want to find Lorraine ·Broughton, you just go to find him, what are you doing here?

Since I was a kid, I started with nothing. Finally, relying on my own hard work and diligence, I won’t let myself die on the side of the road or go astray. It’s not easy. I’m an orphan, and you KGB are eyeing me What are you doing?

Locke wants to convince people with reasoning, and it is best to turn hostility into friendship.

but……

When he just came here, what did he hear?
bitch?

Is this for Lorraine Broughton?
It doesn't matter, it's not him anyway, and he is not familiar with Lorraine Broughton, let alone scolding a bitch, no matter how harsh the scolding is, Locke will not have any psychological fluctuations.

But that bitch?
Bitch, who are you scolding?
I have never been out of the Federation in my life, let alone go to Moscow, and I haven't provoked your KGB. It's fine, why do you scold me?
What the hell, you can't bully people like this, let alone bully an orphan.

what?

Can orphans who have no father or mother be scolded, just bullying vulnerable groups like us orphans?
Locke was angry.

Fortunately, in the previous generation, the motherland taught him to be a cultivated and polite person. Therefore, even in the face of such insults, Locke was angry, but he did not choose to scold back angrily.

Swearing is wrong.

but.

After showing off his original form, Locke switched back to the form of Cain, the emperor's blood race, revealing elegance everywhere, looking at Vanya Yegoro, who fell on his seat and had been bound by him Husband, with a bit of a headache, told Yegorov about his original intention in an elegant tone, and then pressed his eyebrows: "So, after I know that I am being targeted by your KGB, I I am very scared, I am an orphan, I am not good enough to fight against an organization like the KGB, so I hope to explain to you and try to reach an agreement, but, you scolded me, why did you scold me, and you scolded me so ugly?"

Did I eat the rice from your KGB, you just scold me?
Locke was a little speechless, only feeling his fangs itching: "So..."

at this time.

Boom boom boom!
There was a knock on Yegorov's door, and a voice with a thick woolen accent came in from outside: "Sir, the car is ready."

Good guy.

Locke looked back at Yegorov.

and many more.

If there was no reminder from this voice, Locke would have almost forgotten that Yegorov not only scolded him, but also planned to lead a team to storm Gwen's apartment, and then, in front of him, shoot him After killing George, chopping up Helen, even little George and the others, they would kill Gwen without hesitation even if they knelt down in front of him, and then kidnap themselves?
This……

Excessive!

Locke's eyes widened.

It seems that this matter is unpredictable.

He wanted to compromise, but found that the other party didn't give him a sophistry at all... Bah, a chance to justify.

What happened to this world?
Why do you want to destroy the life of people like me every time?
Locke was confused.

Yegorov over there didn't wait for Locke's warning, so he said to the guard outside the door: "I see, I will act in half an hour."

"Yes!"

Hearing the words from inside, the guard outside the door stood at attention, roared, and then, stepping on his boots, turned around and walked away with a sense of ceremony.

Yegorov breathed a sigh of relief.

He is more like a politician than an agent. If he was an agent, he might have yelled, but a politician is willing to spare his life, and he is also very smart. He didn't say that the operation would be canceled today, but postponed it for half an hour.

If the action is cancelled, he feels that there is an 80.00% chance that he will be silenced.

But if the action is postponed for half an hour, then, he feels, no matter what he says, there is at least a 70.00% chance of survival.

Locke didn't care about the answers of Yegorov and the guards outside the door. Even if Yegorov just broke his throat, Locke wouldn't care.

In a word.

I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch!
Locke came back to his senses, his eyes fell on Yegorov, his tone was faint, his eyes fell on the bright moon that could be seen outside the window: "Under normal circumstances, I always treat my enemies first. Killed, and then talked."

Yegorov felt himself go stiff.

"but……"

Locke withdrew his gaze from the moon and landed on Yegorov: "But, you are not my enemy."

Yegorov breathed a sigh of relief.

next second.

Locke changed the topic again, his tone was cold, and his fangs were bared: "After all, my enemies only make people feel stupid, but you make me feel angry, very angry!"

He and the KGB have no grievances in the past, and they have no vendettas in the present, but the KGB, a good guy, not only bites one bitch, but even wants to kill his girlfriend's family.

Any bloody person would be outraged by this.

MMP!

Is Lubyanka awesome?

Is there any fraud in Sanfei decoration?
Locke's tone was cold, and with a swish, he stretched out his right hand, and with a click, he directly grabbed Yegorov's throat and pulled it in front of him.

The slender and cold right hand directly made Yegorov feel that he was no longer on the permafrost of Siberia, but half of his body was buried in the permafrost: "First..."

Locke's eyes were bloodshot, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But, to kill you, I think there must be a lot of troublesome things, right?"

The desire to survive in Yegorov's eyes was rising, and he tried hard to speak, but all he could do was nod with difficulty.

"Yes, I think so too."

"but……"

"You scolded me."

"Besides, you plan to kill my girlfriend's family."

"Excessive!"

"Also, even if you die, it is estimated that someone will take over your job and continue to harass me."

"But you scolded me, if I let you go, I will be upset!"

"so!"

Locke slowly raised Yegorov in his hand like a doll, raised his head, and looked at Yegorov who was holding his arms tightly with both hands, and his face was gradually turning pale. Suddenly, the bright With a smile: "I thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. Not only will I not kill you, but I will even bless you. Yes, in the name of Cain, I will bless you. I think this gift , you will be very happy."

talking room.

Locke, the imperial fangs were exposed.

Moonlight poured in from the window and fell on the fangs, shining, that cold and noble light!

next second.

The shadow holding a figure reflected on the wall suddenly changed dramatically.

Bang.

It seemed that a pair of wings came out from behind the figure, and then, the figure gradually became taller, and then, something enveloped the figure that was raised high, and the figure that was raised high, the whole person, seemed to be burning red Like a giant prawn, he arched his body backwards, with his head raised high.

"Uh……"

Yegorov raised his head, like a rag doll being supported by someone, his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, and he felt that his blood was flowing infinitely.

Moreover, the rate of churn is getting faster and faster.

next second.

He felt that his hearing was deteriorating rapidly.

Vision, also became more and more blurred.

even.

Even his heartbeat, he was slowly no longer able to feel it.

even.

As if in the darkness, he saw that vortex full of black, and on the opposite side of the vortex was another world full of yellow sand and raging fire?
Am I going to die?
Yegorov thought so in his heart.

at this time.

Tick ​​tock!

……

(End of this chapter)