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"Adults, these are all the information about the recent activities of the Jiuhe Museum's impeachment. Please look over." In the information room of the Philippine base, Augustine handed a stack of paper materials to Ito Cheng.

Ito Cheng, who took over the information, looked up and looked down casually.

"Are you sure that the last stop of the Jiuhe Museum's impeachment is here?" After the squatting, Ishio, who had read the information, threw the information on the table and turned to look at Augustine.

"Yes, the information of this place is the latest information sent back by the intelligence personnel three hours ago. So far, no intelligence personnel have reported that the Jiuhe Museum has left there." Augustine confirmed Road.

"You will inform the following intelligence personnel and ask them to confirm it again. Don't take this outdated intelligence a few hours ago to deal with me." Ito Cheng screamed coldly.

"Yes." Augustine quickly promised, then quickly ran to the side, contacted the intelligence personnel under surveillance to ask them to reconfirm the information they provided.

"Adults, have already told me to go down, I believe that there will be a reply later." After more than half a minute, Augustine returned to Yi Tengcheng and whispered.

For Augustine, Iito did not respond, and went straight to a chair on the side and sat down short.

After a few moments of "%^&%^*", a burst of Philippine music ringtones came out of Augustine's clothes pocket.

Augustine, who heard the ringing, quickly took the phone out of his pocket and listened to it in his ear.

"What!?" Augustine, who was answering the phone, shouted loudly, and then his expression changed. He screamed, "Give me, no matter what, I must find the old man's position today, otherwise you go. Ask Hannimo to ask for sin."

After that, Augustine immediately hangs up the phone without stopping.

"Adult. I am very sorry, the news group just sent back the news, the Jiuhe Museum was lost and lost." Augustine hangs up and takes a deep breath, calms his angry mood, then returns Ito is around. Careful reporting.

"I know." Ito became a little bit. Very casually responding, then got up from the chair and walked outside the information room, saying, "Look for someone to send me back to the room. Just let me know if there is any news."

"Yes." Augustine quickly promised, then followed by a seemingly idle staff member and told him to take Ito into the room in the stronghold to rest.

“Adult, it’s here.” A few minutes later, the staff who took Ito’s to the restroom whispered. Then reach out and open the door. The sideways let out the doorway.

"Go and find a beautiful woman." Ito Cheng, who walked slowly into the room, said.

"Yes." The staff member heard the first glimpse and quickly promised. Then, after waiting for Ito to enter the room completely, he gently took the door and turned and walked away from the room. After ten minutes, he came back with a beautiful female staff. Ito’s room.

"Adult." The staff member shouted with the female staff he had brought.

"Well, yes, let's go down." Ito Sat looked up and down at the female staff and nodded to the staff member.

"Yes." There was not much to say about the staff who were told. Quickly promised, turned and left the room of Ito, and closed the door with great interest.

"Is it going to be massaged." Ito Cheng asked a somewhat cautious female staff member.

"Yes." The female staff subconsciously promised.

"That's good, you can press me." Ito Cheng, who got the answer, put the knife on the bed and took off his clothes and squatted on the soft bed. Said to the female worker.

"Yes." Seeing that the female staff member who was not thinking about it was so relaxed, she quickly went to the bed, took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, and squatted on Ito’s side to help Ito’s massage.

"The power is bigger." Feel the palm of your back that keeps kneading. Ito Saki, who closed his eyes and rested, said softly.

"Yes." The female staff immediately agreed.

The time after that was slowly flowed through the massage of the female staff of Ito.

"Oh." I don't know how long it took, and a rattle of the door will wake up with a closed eye.

"Come in." Ito Cheng said.

"Oh." with a soft bang. Augustin, who was in a black suit, walked in and walked in.

"Adult." As soon as he entered the room, he saw Ito Cheng and his ride on the back of his bed. He wore a pair of black underwear with lace on his legs. The legs were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. Augustine, the female staff of Ito’s massage, immediately lowered her head and cried cautiously.

"What is it," asked Ito.

"Everyone, I have already found the news of the magazine of the Jiuhe Museum." Augustine, who heard the inquiry, replied quickly.

"Yes." Ito Cheng waved to stop the action of the female staff member who was being massaged for him. She turned over and sat up from the bed, and took the clothes and said it.

"Yes, I have already confirmed the intelligence personnel, the news is accurate." Augustine said affirmatively.

"Very good, take me over," said Ito, the detective who held the long knife in his hand.

"Yes." Augustine responded. Immediately, he turned and walked out of the room, took it to the underground parking lot with the next out of the room, and took a business car that had already been prepared, and drove to the location where the magazine of the Kyuhe Museum was located.

In that case, with the privilege of doing things, under the influence of the strange photos hanging on the car, the speeding car quickly rushed to the location where the Jiuhe Museum's magazine was located.

"People." Augustine, who found the surveillance staff, quickly asked.

"Where." The surveillance staff was not arrogant. He directly pointed his finger at the Jiuhe Museum magazine, which was sitting on a bench at this time and eating ice cream in his mouth.

"This old man, this kind of behavior is a fight with the wind forest temple." Ito Cheng, who looked at the watcher's finger, smiled in the heart.

"You are far away." Ito Cheng told him, and then he shook hands in the scabbard, walked slowly out of the hiding place, and went to the Jiuhe Museum.

Looking at the long-awaited bullets of the Ito-Chan of the Ito-Cheng who came straight to himself, and once again changed to the previous appearance, a pair of leisurely old man was eating ice cream there.

"The old man is alone." He walked to the Jiuhe Museum's impeachment, and Yi Tengcheng, who was sitting next to him without any care, chuckled.

"What do you say!?" Yuhe Museum said a loud voice on the back of the ear.

"Don't. Don't pretend, everyone understands people." Ito said with a smile.

"The ice cream is very sweet and delicious." The Kuhe Museum’s lips are not right to the horse’s mouth.

"It seems that I don't want to talk about the actual father. You are not prepared to talk to me." Ito Cheng glanced at the Jiuhe Museum and sighed low. Then he moved his body and whispered in a dull voice. I introduce myself. I am the boyfriend of your granddaughter Jiuhe. My name is Ito."

The action of the Jiuhe Museum’s magazine to eat ice cream was immediately a meal. The voice of the body was consonant and said, “If you dare to move my granddaughter, I will let you know what **** is.”

"Where are you talking about the old man? My relationship with Xiaoyao is not good, how can I hurt her? You are so hearted." Ito Cheng completely ignored the threat of the Jiuhe Museum's impeachment, and said with a soft smile. . Then, after waiting for the Yuhe Museum to speak, he said again, "But I am not talking about the problem with the old man, but about other things."

"If you want me to join the [dark] weapon group, you don't have to say it. I won't join you." The Jiuhe Museum said with a strong tone.

"I know this, so I didn't expect the old man to agree." Ito turned and looked at the position of the surveillance personnel hiding and whispered.

"Oh?" I heard that the Yukikan magazine, which Iso said, was a little strange. It was a good eye for Ito, and it was a light voice full of doubts.

"But before I say good things, my father will accompany me to play the show." Ito Cheng stood up from the bench and slowly pulled out the long knife.

"Alright, let me see what kind of color you dare to approach my granddaughter." The Jiuhe Museum, which finished eating ice cream in his hand, jumped off the bench and looked at Ito Cheng.

"Look, what are the two people doing over there, are you filming?" The rest of the square saw the Ishio and the Kyuhe Museum impeaching the passers-by curiously.

"I didn't find a camera around." Another savvy passerby turned around and looked around.

"The young man is a new star. The length is very temperament." A female passerby said.

"Mom, what are the two people doing there?" said a child pointing at the magazines of Ito and the Kyuhe Museum.

In short, all kinds of speculations echoed in the crowds watching in the square.

"Drink!" At this time, Ishio was listened to a low drink, and the progress was made. A spurt stabbed the chest of the Jiuhe Museum.

When I saw the attack, the Jiuhe Museum’s impeachment was not flustered. Like a child playing a stick, the single-handed stick with a club head hit a knife in Ito’s knife, and a strange force instantly hits Ito’s long knife, and stabbed the empty space from the side of the Jiuhe Museum’s magazine. Then the Jiuhe Museum’s impeachment quickly leaped. The swing stick hit the cheekbones of Ito’s cheeks.

Ito, who is still in the spur of inertia, quickly turned his head low, rubbing the stick that had passed over the head and escaped the hit of the Jiuhe Museum.

"Oh." But as an attack that can be compared with the masters of the Liangshan Park, it is so good to hide. At the moment when the stick was swept away, the left hand immediately slammed it on the top of Ito’s head, and pushed the body of Ito’s body down, while using Ito’s head as a support point, and turned over to the back of Ito’s in midair. The **** hit the left knee of Ito’s knee.

"Hey!" The body under the influence of the force of the Jiuhe Museum's impeachment, Ito Satoshi has no room to evade, the real hard short and a stick, a painful pain in the moment from the left leg The knee passed into the heart of Ito.

"This old man is really sincere, it won't be really because of the reason why the Jiuhe Museum wants it." Ito's mouth was so hard that he slammed his mouth in the bottom of his heart.

However, Ito Satoshi who does not want to play in the Kyuhe Museum does not accept the left leg. He directly shakes the wrist and throws the long knife. Then the palm of the hand holds the handle of the long knife, and the tip of the knife stabs into the arm of the knife. Behind him.

"Hey." The screaming knives of the Jiuhe Museum, which was stabbed from Ito’s shovel, immediately gave up the continuous blow that was intended to continue to be applied to Ito’s body, stepped back and lifted the stick, and beat it on the knife with a stick. The knife opens from your own eyes.

Feeling that the knife had a powerful influence, Ito Cheng immediately gave up the control of the long knife, lifted the arm in the direction of the external force, twisted the back and kicked it to the short leg with a short leg. The museum is impeached.

"Hey!" Like Ito, the Jiuhe Pavilion, which focuses on speed, has a wave of arms and completes the long stick that hits the long knife task. The legs and legs were biased, and then the Jiuhe Museum smashed the sticks horizontally, and the left palm slammed **** the round section of the stick. The long stick slammed into the waist of Yi Tengcheng. on.

"I rub, this is the strength of the ultimate talent of Liang Shanbo, is there such an exaggeration!?" The body was pushed by the stick and took a few steps forward. Ito was shocked.

Immediately after it, Ito became a slam dunk, and the brow looked at the stick and stood in the same place, like the Yugakan impeachment of a small old man with a handcuffed crutches.

"Call!" Then Ito Cheng suddenly spit out a sullen gas, and the posture of the condensed knives opened, and the magazine was impeached.

"Oh? Do you want to be serious?" The Jiuhe Museum slammed his eyes and said.

"Shrinking the ground." At this time, I saw the figure of Ito Sat, and suddenly appeared in front of the magazine of the Kyuhe Museum, and smashed the neck of the Jiuhe Museum with a knife.

The Jiuhe Museum's impeachment saw this foot not moving, and the body did not move, and the direct lifting stick greeted the Ito into the knife.

"Oh." Then he heard a soft bang, and Ito’s knife suddenly hit the shoulder of the Jiuhe Museum’s magazine.

It was only the reflection of the Jiuhe Museum's impeachment that was too rapid. When the back of the knife fell, the shoulders were unloaded immediately, and the body was swept back to the extent of the long knife.

"Using the momentum to break up my judgment, the kid really has two hands." The Jiuhe Museum impeached it and praised Ito.

"I am still far worse than my father." Ito Satoshi re-opened the knife holder and looked at the looseness of the station. There was no such thing as a long-lived museum. "So please ask the father, and give more advice."

After talking about the next step, I rushed to the front of the Jiuhe Museum's magazine with the technique of shrinking the ground. Then I slashed the knife and slammed it on the slanting squat.