the world is at stake

"Please note that the leader of the 'Holy Light' is a very powerful opponent. Don't provoke him if you are not sure. His ability is only weaker than the weird Martha. Especially if he leads a team, he has never lost.

But thankfully, for some reason, he was alone this time.This is an excellent opportunity, kill him, and everyone will reach the sky in one step! "

Chapter 13 Old Man, Why Are You Here?

The man in the smock speaks very cryptically, he understands everything he should know, and he can only listen to the general idea of ​​what he doesn't understand.

In Wei Na's eyes, this person asked the so-called "rookies" to join forces to search for and get rid of Zhou Qingfeng, the leader of the "Holy Light".But these people don't trust each other, or even know each other well.

Weird topic.

"Actually, I don't have much trust in you." The man in the hood stood behind the podium, trying to keep his tone low, appearing very frank, "I also know that you have many conflicts with each other.

Some of you may have taken refuge in Zhou Qingfeng, and they are spies sent by him to gather information.But it doesn't matter, I am currently only acting as a middleman, providing some basic services that everyone needs. "

Heavy footsteps sounded behind each compartment, and the 'mechanical' strong man handed out a guide booklet to the newcomers who came to the party.

Some of the contents have already been introduced by the gowns, such as the so-called 'five major forces'.There are also some weird ones, such as teaching people how to call secretly, how to choose a safe house, and how to forge their identities.

"Okay, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me." The hooded man stretched out his arms on the stage, as if to accommodate everything.

It was very quiet in the small ring-shaped grid, and no one spoke easily.

Wei Na looked carefully at the English information on the pamphlet under the dim light, her forehead twitched.She was full of questions, such as what is the origin of this group of people?

But the social sister suddenly saw an item on the brochure-if you need financial support, you can ask.The Mutual Aid Association can give certain financial assistance as appropriate without any return.

Wow... free money, such a good thing?

The hooded man was waiting for someone to speak.If it doesn't work, he will let the entrustment he arranged to maintain the atmosphere.

A young girl asked, "Can you provide me with a sum of money for free?"

The man in the smock is happy, money is an easy request for him.He looked in the direction of the voice: "Ms. 113, you can just say the number. As long as the amount is not too large, I can provide it right away."

In compartment 113, Wei Na's mind turned hundreds of times in a second, her heartbeat suddenly increased, and she was thinking about how much money is appropriate to ask?

A thousand dollars is definitely too little, and it is not possible to win such a place with a thousand dollars.Ten thousand dollars is too little.The waiter in the hotel also said that they can provide free private rooms.

There should be more.

"So... I need a hundred thousand dollars."

Wei Na gritted her teeth and said this number.She takes tips from customers in nightclubs, most of which are around five dollars, and those who can give ten dollars are already rich.

What kind of fool would just give $[-] and ask for nothing in return?I dare not think about it!

The hooded man let out a 'wow' when he heard the number, and then he laughed and said, "Ma'am, you underestimated my strength. I can give you $50. Burton, please provide a cash box to Ms. 113."

Clanking footsteps sounded in the underground space, and the 'mechanical' strong man brought a black suitcase to Wei Na.The social sister took the cash box with a very indifferent smile, and said 'thank you' by the way.

When the curtain of the compartment was lowered, Wei Na looked around to make sure no one was staring at her, grabbed the cash box and opened it, and immediately smelled the ink on the banknotes.

Wow...it's really free money!

Wei Na grabbed a stack of them, opened her eyes wide, and carefully identified them in the dim light. There are one hundred dollar bills in a stack of one hundred, and there are fifty stacks in the box.

Could this be counterfeit money?

After a little inspection, Wei Na quickly closed the suitcase and put it by her feet, taking continuous deep breaths to calm herself—God, I met a combination of Kaizi, fat sheep, and idiot.

This group of people who are doing small things in the underground garage must have big plans.

The nightclub is full of all kinds of traps and temptations, all of which are to give some benefits at the beginning, and then exploit like skin and bone.But the biggest bait Wei Na has ever seen is only two to three thousand dollars.

This is enough to make the most beautiful girls of St. Petersburg fall into it, unable to extricate themselves.Many people know that it is harmful, but they have to swallow the bait, and their families must be ruined.

Vera had seen this sort of thing a lot.As she took a deep breath, she kept hinting to herself - there is Victor behind me, a powerful man.He can take care of all troubles, and he will never let go of this money.

After a series of psychological hints, Wei Na let out a silent laugh -- how calm is this?How is this calm?This is totally mind blowing.

For the usury of thousands of dollars, the top students of the Moscow State Academy of Dance are forced to striptease in a smoky nightclub, and may be played to death by a rich gangster anytime, anywhere.

Those scumbags use the most ruthless methods to play with women, whipping, taking drugs, and gang pranking, these are too common.Some girls were mutilated alive by gangsters who overdosed.

Wei Na works in a nightclub, and she doesn't even dare to drink the water there, but she has to try her best to please the guests and find ways to make money.What she said to her sister was understatement, but the pressure was actually enormous.

Now there is 50 US dollars delivered for no reason, so happy to explode!

Wei Na opened her mouth, and several people in the circular grid asked for money, some even asked for 200 million US dollars.But the smock man does not provide unlimited funds, only giving 50 US dollars to those in need.

Someone in the booth next to Vina asked for $50.And not long after, the thin wooden partition was knocked lightly, and a note was stuffed through the gap.

"Hello, strange girl, my name is Charlie. We both took the money and should be in the same situation. Maybe we should talk. If you like, please knock five times on the partition."

The note was a temporary torn piece of paper from the booklet, and the handwriting was written in pencil.

Wei Na didn't think much about it, and knocked five times in response.

After a while, another note was stuffed next door, which read:

"I don't trust 'Kafka' with secret meetings, you'd better just take the money and not the suitcase. Also, don't leave the note."

Only take money?

Wei Na looked around and found a trash can in the compartment.She took out the garbage bag inside, went through the fifty stacks of banknotes in the suitcase, and emptied them all.

"Do you have any questions?" The man in the hood said again.

"Do we have to kill the leader of the 'Holy Light'?" Wei Na acted as a questioning baby again, "There is no other choice, less violent."

"That's a good question." The hooded man said happily, "That's why I contacted you through various means. Most of you are not good at fighting at all, so you need shelter.

But the specific situation needs to be discussed in private.I must confirm your true identities.Otherwise, if someone records my sensitive answers and plays them for ordinary people, it will kill me. "

"I want to have a private chat." A man's voice sounded from another circular compartment, "My life has been messed up by this world, and I don't want to fight with anyone at all."

The man in the hood said loudly: "Is there anyone else who wants to give up the fight and seek asylum? We are happy to provide this service. I promise not to hurt you, I just need some cooperation from you."

Some people really want to chat privately to get asylum, and seven or eight people have made requests in a row.

Another note came from next door to Wei Na, "Don't believe in asylum, this may be 'Kafka' looking for someone to set off the atmosphere, we should wait and see first. The party is probably coming to an end, we will meet tomorrow at the gate of St. Isaac's Cathedral. "

The 'rookie' who proposed a private chat quickly left with the 'mechanical' strong man.The man in the hood gave a few more words of encouragement, but the rest of the 'rookies' were wary, neither asking questions nor responding positively.

So after more than ten minutes, the man in the smock told him to contact him at any time if necessary, and the party was dissolved accordingly.All the personnel leave alone one by one.

Wei Na came in last, but was the first to leave.She was wearing an expensive evening gown and was carrying a black garbage bag in which she risked $50.

Walking is floating, as if stepping on clouds.

In any case, money is a victory.

Walking to the lobby of the hotel, Wei Na wrapped herself tightly and took back her coat with the card in her hand. Regardless of the strange eyes of others, she walked on catwalks, her face flushed.

Leaving the underground space, radio communication resumed.Wei Na called again: "Victor, I'm out. Where are you?"

The crisp sound of pulling the trigger came from the earphone under the hair, and Zhou Qingfeng's voice came, "Weina?"

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"I thought you couldn't get out, and I was planning to save you."

"Where are you?"

"Uh... I climbed up to the hotel floor and will follow the method above to carry out secret operations.

Zhou Qingfeng tore up the content about the 'Five Great Powers' in the pamphlet, but the second half of the content of practical skills is a good summary, suitable for a hot girl like Wei Na to get started.

Zhou Qingfeng went to St. Isaac's Cathedral in the Admiralty District the next day to meet the strange candidate who had passed a note to Wei Na, which might be a help.

St. Isaac's Cathedral was built in the early nineteenth century as a stone building with a golden dome.The entrance is an ancient Greek-style columned porch, which is very atmospheric from a distance.

Zhou Qingfeng passed by the door of the church on a trolleybus, and saw someone holding a big sign outside the door of the church, which read in bold letters...

'If you're looking for Charlie, I'm sorry I can't help you.I'm Fuhrman, I'm looking for Victor.I shop for my necessities nearby. '

Seeing the sign, Zhou Qingfeng frowned.

Wei Na said that the strange candidate last night called himself 'Charlie' and made an appointment to meet at the church door, but now there is such a sign here.

Fuhrman looking for Victor?

Zhou Qingfeng got off the tram, spread out the map, and observed the shops near St. Isaac's Cathedral.He thought to himself: "Impossible, the probability is too small."

After checking the map, Zhou Qingfeng wrote down the locations of the pharmacies around the church, and then looked for them one by one.Every time he entered a pharmacy, he would ask the teller, "Have you ever seen an American man in his 80s to buy nitroglycerin?"

The teller at the first pharmacy handed Zhou Qingfeng a note, "There is such an old man. He said that if anyone comes to ask, he will give you this."

On the note is a public telephone number.Zhou Qingfeng took out his mobile phone and called, the bell on the opposite side rang for a long time before someone answered, and an old voice called 'Hello'.

"Fullman?"

"Victor!"

"Old man, why did you come here?"

"I don't know what happened, but here I am anyway."

"How is your heart disease?"

"Wait, let me take a medicine first, it's too exciting!"

Chapter 14 What's Wrong With Thrill Seeking?

In a small Russian-style restaurant in Kirov District, Zhou Qingfeng found Fuhrman who was trapped there.It was the old American man who was the first to enter the time-space reversal with him, had a serious heart disease and returned to shouting and stimulating.

Because the old man was really in poor health, he quit Zhou Qingfeng's team after going to Mexico.But this time, he won the lottery and entered St. Petersburg in 94 as a "rookie" candidate.

In front of the dining table in the small restaurant, the old Fuhrman drank the red cabbage soup with trembling wrists, and sighed bitterly: "About half a month ago, I woke up in the morning and found myself lying in a strange hotel.

A voice in my head told me that I came to a strange world more than 20 years ago.I wasn't surprised, I thought I was quite happy to be called into the team by you again. "

There were no paper towels on the table, Fuhrman took out a handkerchief to wipe the soup from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "But I soon found out that something was wrong, I appeared as an independent individual, and there was no team to help me.

So I knew I had to find you so I could live.

I advertised my search in the St. Petersburg Times, did you know that?It cost me twenty-five hundred dollars.It's a quarter of my credit card with me. "

The old man took out a crumpled newspaper from his pocket.Zhou Qingfeng glanced at it, and there was a notice about the size of a tofu cube at the position of the third and fourth pages.

"I've also hired people to put up signs downtown, 'Fuhrman looking for Victor,' like the one outside St. Isaac's Cathedral. Fifty dollars a day."

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, saying that he didn't see it at all.

"I also tried to get on the radio show and said I was looking for my friend Victor in St. Petersburg. Because I knew you must be in the city. But it didn't work."

The old man sighed, "When there were more and more chaos in the city beyond the times, I had to go to the police station in the city to seek help. Those policemen interrogated me for two days and sent me to the Mariinsky Hotel."

Speaking of this, the old man finally had some joy on his face, "Seeing that 'Kafka' openly declared that he wanted to kill you, I was so happy. You kid will never tolerate such a thing, and will definitely come here. Sure enough..."

The old man happily finished the red cabbage soup and ate two pieces of bread, and his spirit improved a lot.He also got 50 US dollars from 'Kafka', and used all of them as funds for Zhou Qingfeng.

"Victor, after you left, I was very old, I couldn't drive when I went out, and I was almost unable to take care of myself, so I was waiting to be sent to a nursing home.

It is the greatest luck for me to be in this world, but I need your help. Fuhrman showed his virtual screen, "I am listed as a 'non-combatant' by the twisted reverse flow time and space, but there are many situations that I can't do anything about. "

On a virtual screen that only the Chosen can see, Fuhrman also has missions.But he has arrived for half a month, and apart from the simplest thing of camp selection, none of the follow-up tasks have been completed.

Zhou Qingfeng's virtual screen automatically opened, and it displayed: "Fuhrman asked you to form a team, do you agree? After forming a team, you will share interests and shoulder responsibilities."

Usually no one would ask Fuhrman, an old man who can't do anything, as a teammate.But Zhou Qingfeng noticed that the old man's novice mission hadn't started at all, so he thought about it and decided to accept the team formation.

When the team was formed, the aging Fuhrman seemed to be injected with vitality.Originally he was hunched over, drinking red cabbage soup on his stomach on the table, and his hands trembled even more like Ali suffering from 'Parkinson's syndrome'.

Suddenly, a second passed, and Fuhrman's back slowly straightened, and his hands firmly supported the table. His shriveled skin and flesh became rosy, and his cloudy eyeballs also brightened a lot, and his condition improved significantly.

Ah... the old man laughed.

"Victor, I knew that finding you was the right thing to do. No one would take me with this eighty-ninety-year-old drag but you. It feels so good right now. Wait, I'm going to the bathroom, look at me Whether the prostate is restored to status."

Fuhrman got up to leave, and happily went to the bathroom of the small restaurant.

Zhou Qingfeng continued to look at the virtual screen, and the old man's novice task turned out to be a common task for the team as he had imagined.The first level is very interesting, 'rescue a desperate resident'.

After the task was shared, it was completed—Zhou Qingfeng rescued Polina's family, and also paid for at least a few hundred families of the remnants of the Soviet Communist Party.

The second hurdle was more difficult for Fuhrman, 'telling a skinhead to renounce violence'.After the mission is shared, it merges with the similar mission that Zhou Qingfeng is currently performing, and the difficulty is greatly increased.

"Eliminate the 'Habrin' gang entrenched in St. Petersburg, and get rid of the umbrella behind them." Zhou Qingfeng frowned, he didn't even know where the so-called 'Habrin' gang was.

At this time, the relationship network of the remnants of the Soviet Communist Party and the Vina Sisters came in handy.

Two messages were sent to Mikhail and Vina, asking them to help with the investigation.The previous one hundred thousand dollars was not wasted, and hundreds of messages were sent back five or six hours later.

But this is not enough, the news is messy and complicated, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false and the timeliness.

So Mikhail invited two ex-CPSU retirees at a high price of twenty dollars a day-a former prosecutor and a former policeman.They haven't received their pension for half a year, and they just make some money to pay the heating bill.