A New Character Every Month

Before he could make a sound, the strong man stood up suddenly.

The strong man stepped over to the next table and put his hands on the next table.

Seeing this scene, the greasy-headed man's heart ached, and he said nervously, "You...what are you going to do?"

The female partner opposite was also pale with fright.

The strong man looked down at the greasy-haired man and smiled cruelly: "Say it again."

The greasy-headed man was startled.

Although I had long thought that this strong man was very tall, but now that I saw it, I realized how exaggerated it was.

Standing beside him, his tall body completely blocked the sunlight outside the window, making him a little out of breath.

Especially the sound of chewing sugar cubes from the mouth of the strong man from time to time, which made the oily man feel frightened.

"me......"

The oily man lowered his head decisively: "I'm sorry!"

The strong man opened his mouth wide and smiled, and was about to speak when he heard Lin Zian's voice: "Okay, Xiong Er."

Hearing this, the burly man's face instantly returned to the simple and honest look just now, and he sat back in his seat.

The greasy-haired man immediately threw down a few banknotes, dragged his female companion, and left the coffee shop as if fleeing.

During the process, he could be vaguely seen clamping his legs, as if he was enduring something.

Lin Zian glanced at it, but didn't bother to pay attention.

He didn't even want to say a word to an idiot like a greasy man.

With such a low IQ, it is a miracle that he is still alive.

Looking at Xiong Er who ordered another cup of coffee and happily picked up the sugar cube, Lin Zian smiled.

Xiong Er is his bodyguard, a top mecha master, and a top melee master.

In terms of pure physicality and skills, it can almost be said that it is alone in the Revolutionary Army, and almost no one can compete with it.

In the case of a head-to-head confrontation with Xiong Er, Lin Zi'an's winning rate is only [-]% if he does not have a weapon.

From this you can see how powerful he is.

"grown ups."

At this time, the actuary came to the side with a cold expression.

"sit."

Lin Zian motioned for the seat next to him, and then asked the waiter to serve another cup of coffee.

The actuary said: "Sorry, I didn't handle it well. They only sent one car, and it was a very cheap car."

There are eleven people in their group, and logically speaking, they need at least three cars.

"Do not blame you."

Lin Zian looked out the window with a smile in his eyes, and looked at the black car: "They probably want to show me off."

"My lord, do you need me..."

Xiong Er, who looked like a brown bear, stood up and immediately attracted the attention of many people around him.

Lin Zian motioned him to sit down, then took a sip from the coffee cup and said, "This matter is not urgent."

The three stayed in silence for 10 minutes before getting up to leave.

They took a special car, and the other eight had to take a taxi by themselves.

"Who is it?"

The driver of the black car was getting impatient.

"I am a dignified little captain who was called out to pick up someone, and I have to wait for so long? Do you really think you are a big shot?"

The driver thought a little dissatisfied. In order to keep a low profile, many times he didn't send a car to pick up the arrival of the high-level organization.

But generally a car is sent to pick it up, and the identity of the person picked up can also be roughly estimated through the grade of the car sent.

Even for some vehicles that look ugly on the outside, the price of their interiors may even be ten times that of the entire vehicle.

But his car is the same, it is an ordinary car that can't be more ordinary, and it is occasionally driven by others.

From this point of view, the identity of the person who was picked up was at most one and a half levels higher than himself.

Just like that, he dared to play big cards and make himself wait for so long.

The driver looked towards the window boredly, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Here we are, three people."

Looking at the positions of the three of Lin Zian, the driver shook his head in confusion.

One is as strong as a bear, the other is as shrewd as a ghost, but the one standing at the front is the most inconspicuous young man.

While he was thinking, the three of Lin Zian had already sat in.

The driver felt a little strange, and felt that he was not only one and a half grades taller than he imagined, so he tactfully did not show dissatisfaction, greeted him, and started the car.

As no one spoke, the atmosphere in the car gradually became dull.

The actuary spoke at the right time and chatted with the driver.

In just a few words, we talked to the base, and learned a lot of news that could not be seen in writing.

half an hour.

The vehicle drove into a group of warehouses near the suburbs, and then entered a warehouse in the depths.

There are only a few faint headlights on in the warehouse, and a large area is in darkness.

As the warehouse door closed with an electric sound, there were a few soft thuds.

Rows of headlights on the top turned on, making the dark warehouse look like daytime.

Not far away, several men greeted him respectfully.

When Lin Zian got out of the car, the fat man in the lead immediately stretched out his hands to hold his right hand, and said courteously, "You are Mr. Black King, right? I am Aesop, the section chief here."

"Hello."

Seeing the other party's seemingly sincere expression, Lin Zian withdrew his hand.

Aesop didn't care at all: "You must be tired all the way, why don't you take a rest for a day and have a meeting tomorrow..."

Lin Zian's expression was calm: "Right now."

Seeing Aesop's surprised expression, he asked, "Is it inconvenient?"

"How come, it's convenient, it must be convenient."

Aesop waved his hand and led the way ahead.

Everyone went through the secret passage to the elevator on the basement floor, and then went straight down.

The driver who was on the ground fell into a stalemate after hearing the black king from Aesop's mouth.

"I picked up the Black King just now?"

Hearing the sound of the secret passage slowly closing, the driver came to his senses and took a breath: "Could it be the black king in my memory?"

"The section chief came to pick him up in person, there should be no mistake."

Afterwards, he was afraid for a while, and hurriedly recalled whether he had done any inappropriate behavior before.

After much deliberation, except for showing some dissatisfaction with that shrewd looking man first, there was no other outrageous behavior.

"Why am I so unlucky, why did no one tell me that I picked up the black king?"

The driver wanted to cry, but if he had known earlier, even if he couldn't please him, he would never have offended him.

After staying in the break room for a while, Lin Zian walked into the conference room.

Looking at the sparse seats in front of him with less than ten people, he looked at Aesop with a half-smile: "Is everyone here?"

Aesop replied: "Everyone who can arrive has come."

"Deputy Minister, Chief of Security..."

Lin Zian named five positions in a row, and said, "Why didn't these people come?"

Long before coming here, he had conveyed the news in advance, except for a small number of people who couldn't make it, most of them should be in this base, it's impossible not to come.

"them……"

Aesop smiled awkwardly, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his head, and said, "The deputy minister and the others have something to do, so they can't leave."

Just when he thought Lin Zian would get angry, he found that he just nodded calmly.

"In that case, let's get started."

Lin Zian said lightly.

Aesop looked up at the indifferent Lin Zian, feeling something was wrong.

According to the rumors, Black King is not someone who will compromise. Could it be that because of this suppression, he began to restrain his temper?

Half an hour later, the meeting was halfway through.

Bang!

The door was pushed open.

"We're not late, are we? Sorry, sorry."

The deputy minister led a group of people to push open the door, saying sorry words, but there was no apology on his face.

Just when they were about to take their seats, Lin Zian suddenly knocked on the table: "I let you sit?"

The cold voice made them stop.

"Minister of the Dark Net, what do you mean?"

The deputy minister turned his head to look at Lin Zian, and said dissatisfiedly: "We are late, but we have something important to do, and we have already apologized just now, what else do you want?"

"Yeah, yeah, we've apologized."

Several other late officials also echoed one by one.