[Comprehensive Yingmei] I am not I do not have

The white paper was moved back after four consecutive gunshots, and all four bullets hit the blank space just now, one round of ten rings, three rounds of nine rings.

"You're gifted with a shot," Will heard his own voice say.

"It's also very limited. It's not as easy to control as cold weapons." Mu Ke took off the earmuffs on Will's head and hung them on his arms, then pinched Will's red ears.

Only then did Will come to his senses, and found that Mu Ke had already put on his coat, and pulled him to leave.

Cold weapons are easier to control, does the Hangman think so?

After Will absent-mindedly returned the earmuffs to the staff, he got into his car, and Muke sat in the passenger seat.

It's getting dark, but it's not time to light up the street lights.The light shone on the road through the veil-like night, and the light turned blue at this time.

"What do you want to eat?" Mu Ke asked.

"Anything is fine."

Muke casually pointed to a restaurant on the street. Will looked at the well-dressed guests in the restaurant and the shining piano, and then took a look at his gray jacket, as well as Muke's loose hoodie and wool The coat, he still has gauze around his waist, and he can't wear clothes that are too tight, "That's not suitable for today, they won't let us in."

Mu Ke was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and smiled, "I've never thought about it."

He's used to wearing formal clothes, like Hannibal, but she's been adding casual pieces to her wardrobe lately, at least he hasn't bought a monogrammed hoodie before.

Will drove the car forward again, "There is a Chinese restaurant ahead, do you want to try it?"

"Okay, I'm hungry."

Will parked the car, opened the door with Muke and walked in. There was a cash register next to the door. A boy was doing his homework on the table behind the cash register. His father seemed to be the owner of the store, standing beside him. Behind his back, watching him write word by word.

After noticing the two guests who came in through the door, the boss first greeted them in English, and then switched to Chinese after seeing Mu Ke's face, "Are you two?"

Muke nodded.

"Go inside, there is still space inside." The boss's accent sounded like Quanzhou dialect.

The restaurant is very big, and there are already many customers, so it is a little noisy.The boss found a place for the two of them, and then asked Mu Ke, "What kind of food do you want?"

"I'll look at the menu." Mu Ke pointed to the menu in the boss's hand.

The boss was stunned for a moment when he heard Mu Ke's words, and passed the menu after reflecting the Chinese in his mind, "We have invited chefs from different places in China to cook here, and there are all kinds of cuisines. You are from Jianghuai ?"

The menu is in Chinese, with pictures, and there is a string of English under the Chinese. Mu Ke casually flipped through a few pages and looked up at the boss.

"Your accent sounds like someone over there."

"There are elders in the family who traveled in Jianghuai." Mu Ke learned Chinese from Yan Qing. It is Beijing Mandarin in the Ming Dynasty, with elements of Jianghuai Mandarin mixed in it.

"We also cook this dish here. There is also Sichuan cuisine. Recently, a new chef who cooks Sichuan cuisine has come in, and his skills are good."

Will looked at the dazzling array of dishes on the menu, and then pushed the menu to Muke. Muke simply closed the menu, "Sichuan cuisine, the boss will help us order four dishes."

The boss took back the menu, "Okay, I'll let Master Xiong show you how to cook, and I'll show you the bill before serving."

Mu Ke doesn't care much about the price, and the price here is indeed very affordable.They had four dishes on the table, boiled fish, roast beef with bamboo shoots, eggplant cake and boiled anchovies, some spicy and some not so spicy.After touching a piece of fish, Will didn't try a second bite, his eyes turned red from the heat.

"Are they authentic?"

"Who cares? It's good enough." Mu Ke said.

Will smiled, "I guessed what you were going to say."

Will was about to continue but was interrupted by a phone call. He looked at the name of Jack Crawford displayed on the phone screen, hesitated for a while, and connected the phone, "What's the matter, Jack?"

"I need you to come to Quantico now. Another victim has come along, and we've got something new."

Will was silent for a while, and he found that Mu Ke was also looking at him, "Are you working? Are you not going?"

If Muke wasn't here, he might have been annoyed by Crawford's sudden plan, and drove over immediately; but Muke was here, looking at him with his chopsticks, with bright red peppers on the tip The oil reminded Will of the tingling sensation of eating a mouthful of boiled fish, which would make people feel hot in the chest and lungs.He would feel guilty about leaving now.

"I see, I'll come over now." Will hung up the phone after answering, "I already want to go to Florida." He said the last part of the sentence to Muke.

"Your case..."

"Huh?" Doubt gripped him tightly, but couldn't keep him.

"Nothing, let's go to work."

Will smiled apologetically, put on his coat, and walked out quickly, even a little flustered.

Mu Ke didn't know why the two angels killed by him were included in the case Will was dealing with, and he still didn't decide whether to tell Will.

Will wanted the sunshine and beaches of Florida, and the retired life the two had discussed decades later, not the ghosts and immortal loneliness.

Mu Ke had never thought about the possibility of this word appearing on him in the past.But now, he doesn't know either.The greatest complication of loneliness is fear.

He pressed his temple.Now that Will is gone, he can focus on other things today.He called the boss to order two dishes, and sat in the restaurant by himself and ate slowly until most of the customers in the restaurant had left, and the child sitting behind the cashier doing homework had fallen asleep on the table, the boss Went to the back kitchen.

After paying the bill, Mu Ke walked to the alley behind the restaurant, and stood at the entrance of the alley to stop a man who was still wearing a chef's uniform. He looked a little fat.

"Excuse me, excuse me." He said with his head buried, and rushed forward.

Mu Ke didn't move away, "Don't you know that smuggling national treasures without authorization is illegal and criminal?"

Master Xiong suddenly raised his head and looked at Mu Ke who was standing against the light, "You are the son of a bitch who put pressure on the restaurant indiscriminately. I have a passport and a certificate of overseas work! It's not a smuggled immigration."

Mu Ke frowned, "You haven't registered with the Ministry of Security."

"What department?"

Mu Ke stopped talking nonsense with him, stepped forward and pressed Master Xiong's forehead, his palm glowed golden.Master Xiong lost his human form all of a sudden, and there was a not-so-big panda in the alley.

The Ministry of Security will register all supernatural creatures within the country and issue registration marks for mutual detection.

After Mu Ke discovered a few small magic tricks used to enhance the color and taste in those few dishes, he also found that the panda spirit in the back kitchen had no registration mark.

According to regulations, all registrants who encounter stowaway creatures need to send them to the nearest department under the Ministry of Security within the scope of their ability.Mu Ke held the back of the panda's neck, and the whole panda limply stopped moving.

The next moment, the two disappeared into the alley.

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New York, Chinese monks and superpower holders Security Management Security Deployment Department, North America Branch.

The North American Branch is located in a manor on Long Island, New York. The exterior of the building is all in Western marble style, with green trees, neat lawns, and a fountain pool in front of the door that rolls out pearl-like foam.People who pass by occasionally will only think that this is the residence of a certain rich man.

Walking in from the gate of the villa in the center of the manor, brilliant crystal lights hang from the roof, and the ground is as bright as new, but there is no waiter here, and everything flows quietly in the gorgeous lights.

A scroll of jade slips was placed on the small round table by the door, which automatically recorded the identity of everyone who entered the door.

Go up the steps in front of you, turn left or right, and enter the next step leading to the second floor, the picture in front of you will start to change.The space expanded in an instant, and the magnificent European-style decoration became a modern minimalist style. Looking up, the top of the five-story western-style building continued to extend upwards, with almost no end in sight.

The elevator used by mortal staff is suspended in the air without any ropes, and it rises rapidly.

The top floor of the building is not divided into offices, but is used as a laboratory without any furniture. Its roof is made of translucent jasper glazed tiles with light green light, and the night is projected on the ground through the tiles. superior.The room is empty but not silent.

In the center of the room, Bai Min looked at the man holding a panda who suddenly appeared in the center of the formation, and was instantly on guard, as a wave of spiritual power attacked Mu Ke following her pinching formula.

Mu Ke waved his hand, and the black spiritual energy gushed out, forming a barrier in front of him, blocking the fierce attack, the spiritual power exploded the moment it touched the barrier, and split the cinnabar formation under their feet.

"I remember we drew a search formation, not a summoning formation, right?" Bai Min stared at the man in front of him who had blocked her attack casually, and saw his soul surging with black energy through his skin.

The office departments of the Ministry of Security have all set restrictions. They can use the technique of moving clouds, but they cannot teleport at will. The person in front of him has not only teleported to the top laboratory for formation formation, but has not triggered any alarms.

"No." Zhao Hanzang waved his hand, signaling Bai Min to be calm, "Muke, what are you doing here?"

"I'll send you an unregistered panda spirit." Mu Ke put the panda on the ground, glanced at the closed door of the laboratory, and teleported away.

Zhao Hanzang watched the fluctuation of spiritual power gradually subside after Mu Ke disappeared in the air, and breathed a sigh of relief. He explained to Bai Min who ran over to pet the panda: "That's Mu Ke, our colleague."

"Why can he teleport in the office building?"

"His strength is different from ours."

Zhao Hanzang wanted to remind Bai Min not to play with the panda, that panda opened its mouth as if it wanted to bite her.

Sure enough, Master Xiong released the restraints after Mu Ke left, instantly transformed into a human form, and slapped Bai Min's hand away, "Don't touch me a little bit, I'm going to be bald."

Master Xiong heard that the little girl behind him was silent all of a sudden. When he tentatively turned his head, he heard a majestic roar of a tiger. The sharp teeth of the white tiger were close at hand, and the black cat and white fur on his body were all Got blown up.

"Bai Min, don't mess around." Zhao Hanzang grabbed the hair on the back of Baihu's neck and dragged her back to the point of the formation.If it wasn't for this formation that requires a white tiger as the eye of the formation, and now the real white tiger—not the blood passed down from genetic mutations, is rare, then Zhao Hanzang would not pull out this little girl who has only been transformed for more than ten years .

At this time, Yan Qing walked in through the door of the laboratory depicting the magic circle, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand.

"This is?" Yan Qing looked at Master Xiong, and before he could answer, he had already walked over, pointing his finger in mid-air, and a white light flashed, Master Xiong turned into a black and white panda again, captured by Yan Qing raised the hair on the back of her neck.

"Unregistered Panda Essence." Zhao Hanzang said.

"There are not many iron-eating beasts in 2000. The ancestors of this family also made great achievements in the ancient battles. I think their strength is not bad. We can send him back to China to fill the vacancy."

Zhao Hanzang took the panda with both hands, read a formula to transfer the panda to the registration office, and noted a few related work arrangements for Master Xiong to choose.

At this moment, Yan Qing was staring at the few scratches left by the formation he had drawn on the ground.

"Muko has come?"