The dimensional game Emperor of Europe descends

“Ah! Regil! My angel! Why are you doing this to me…”

In the base of the Seventh Fleet, Colonel Aiyourui cried sadly, and this older young woman cried and looked at the ashes of the photo album with regret.

“Stop pretending.”

However, Regiel, wearing a white coat, said in a calm and dull voice:

“Hand over your negatives or I’ll post your private photos online.”

“Huh…”

Hearing this, Colonel Ai Yourui was stunned:

“Private photos? What private photos? ”

She is also a dimensional gamer, although her strength is far inferior to Regiel, but due to the inheritance of detective “L”, in terms of IQ, she can crush this golden retriever loli:

“How could you possibly have a private photo of me? In my room and bathroom, it is absolutely impossible to be secretly photographed! ”

Ai Yourui said reasonably: “Little one, don’t try to bluff me!” ”

“Hmm.”

However, Regil nodded slightly.

She raised her white and tender little hand and gently opened the satchel on her body.

In the satchel, there is a small dark pistol, and a wad of photographs.

“This…”

She handed the photo in her hand to Colonel Aiyourui.

“Huh…”

Looking at the stack of photos, the colonel was stunned.

A photo, a story.

Colonel Aiyourui, in the café outside the US military base, went on a blind date with one man after another, and then was disgusted by all kinds of disgust, lying on the table in disappointment.

A total of more than 30 photos summarize the whole process of Colonel Aiyourui’s seven failed blind dates.

“Crunch-”

The photo was crumpled by Ai Yourui, an older leftover woman who was nearly thirty years old, roaring in a roaring voice:

“Why do you have this kind of photo!!!”

“Oh.” However, Regil only responded flatly, still expressionless.

This blonde girl who was as delicate as a doll had always looked dead silent, and her indigo eyes showed gray colors, like a broken doll.

“Give me the negatives…”

She stretched out her small hand and handed it to the colonel.

Colonel Aiyouri rubbed her hair, her chestnut curls very fluffy and messy, like a fluffy blanket.

It is her slovenly appearance, the dangerous profession she has engaged in, that will make many excellent men ungrateful to her.

“Wow whoa! My collection! ”

While speaking, she pulled open the drawer in frustration, took out a stack of camera rolls from it, and handed it to Regiel.

Looking at the stack of film, Golden Retriever Lori Regil tilted her head.

She took the film, and a fiery golden flame danced in her palm.

In the entire office, the temperature rose instantly, and behind her, there seemed to be the shadow of angel wings.

“Okay? What about my negatives? ”

Seeing that the tools of the crime were destroyed, Aiyourui hurriedly urged, but the golden retriever Ariel calmly shook her head:

“It won’t be given to you.”

She said, turning her head and walking out of the office.

“Huh…”

Seeing this, the colonel was stunned.

“Wha-”

The door to the office was slammed shut, and only then did she come to her senses and rub her hair helplessly:

“Aaaaah! This little guy learns smart… ～…”

While speaking, she turned on the computer, opened an encrypted hidden file through the command indicator, and then entered a string of twenty-five digit passwords…

Inside, there are hundreds of photos of Regiel.

From sleeping face, to dressing, and even secret photos of her in the bath, it is very comprehensive.

“Hey, hey, hey…”

Looking at these photos, Ai Yourui smiled stupidly.

“In this era, idiots only use film!”

“However, it seems that it is time for Regil to get in touch with higher education, otherwise she will be tricked by the bad guys like this…”

“Click—”

Closing the folder and sitting in the empty office, Colonel Aiyourui was silent for a moment before slowly speaking:

“That Hequan Makoto must be won.”

“At present, there are only extraordinary-level players left in the United States, and every mortal-level player can be used as a tactical-level deterrent.”

“If we can win him to the Seventh Fleet, our embarrassment of understaffing can be greatly improved.”

“But…” Aiyouri covered her forehead, picked up the coffee pot, and refilled the coffee in the giveaway cup of Nescafe.

“That guy will definitely not be willingly served by me.”

“Perhaps, he may turn to the Dongying authorities, and then go left and right.”

“No, you must cut off his retreat, you can’t let him sell at a price, otherwise it will be trouble…”

……

The next day, early in the morning.

“Crunch-”

The elevator doors slowly open.

This is the downtown center of Kamakura City, located in the most prosperous neighborhood of the Hyatt Regency Hotel.

Top floor, in the Presidential Suite.

Makoto Kazumi was leaning on the sofa, and behind him, the titular fiancée and Senjing Izumi were standing, she was wearing a delicate red dress, elegant and polite.

“Here it is…”

Leaning on the sofa, Makoto Waizumi held a cup of fragrant tea and stared at the door of the suite.

“Crunch-”

The door slowly opened, and two heavily armed girls led a burly man in.

“Yo roar~~”

The man in his thirties greeted him strangely.

He wears a gray trench coat, lined with a cheap suit that has been opened, his hair is also very oily, and his face is even more bearded, and he looks like a down-and-out office worker.

“It’s really a long time to admire the daimyo, Young Master Hequan.”

He said leisurely, casually taking off his gray wide-brimmed hat and placing it on the coat rack next to him.

“In the lower town, please give more advice.”

While speaking, he sat down on the sofa opposite Izumi Makoto with a big grin, looking like a hanger.

In Dongying, such initial meetings, both sides often pay attention to etiquette.

As a guest, the Zhenmu Horse should bow and salute as a sign of respect.

His rash actions could easily be seen as disrespectful to the host.

Of course, he didn’t intend to respect Kazumi.

“Hey…”

Lifting Erlang’s legs, the middle-aged uncle Zhenmu Xianma had a mocking smile on his face:

“Young Master Hequan, your energy is not shallow, you can actually call me here…”

“The agents of Organ No. 3, are they all like you?”

Kazumi took a sip of jasmine hairy green tea, and he looked at the Zhenmu Shuma, under the scruffy exterior of this uncle, with a sense of heaviness that made him wary.

“Oh, the agents of Organ No. 3 are mostly cold-faced bastards, of course, there are iceberg beauties, but you can’t see ~~”

Zhenmu Xianma said with a smile, with a shallow threat in his words.

“Really? I’m really sorry to call you over in my busy schedule, Mr. Jinme. ”

The corners of his mouth raised, and Kazumi Cheng countered without salt:

“In the last dimensional game, Mr. Jinmu walked in a hurry.”

Listening to Kazuizumi’s words, Zhenmu Xunma fell silent.

He understood what Kazumi was implying.

In the last dimensional game, Jinmu Shuma disguised himself as “Takahashi Red Maple”, he originally wanted to deceive the trust of two teammates and intercept them in reality, but because of the strong crushing of Kazumi Makoto, he was forced to leave early.

The reason why he left early was precisely because of fear and Izumi’s strength.

“You’re the one who killed the hidden boss Albert Wesker in the last dimensional game?”

Zhenmu Xianma said, obviously an interrogative sentence, but his tone was extremely conclusive.

However, Kazumi sneered:

“Ah, it’s good that I didn’t meet Mr. Jinme at that time, otherwise I wouldn’t have seen you today.”

“…,” Zhenmu Xianma was silent.

Yes, if the two met in the last dimensional game, the Zhenmu String Horse would definitely be killed in seconds.

This is also the case now, if Kazumi Cheng tears his face and fights to be the enemy of the Dongying official and the No. 3 organ, he will not be able to leave this hotel at all.

“Whew…”

Relieved, Zhenmu Xianma no longer held Erlang’s legs, he adjusted his mentality and sat in a correct position.

“Young Master Hequan, I took the liberty.”

He said, sitting on the sofa and bending down to salute:

“I beg your pardon.”

“Hmm.” Kazumi took a sip of tea, and he looked at the middle-aged man, with a sneer on his face:

“I want to cooperate with Organ Three, but not with you, put on a correct posture, Zhenme.”

“Yes.” Zhenmu Xianma bowed his head.

He knew very well that this time it seemed to have hit a hard nail.

Gunma Jinme is subordinate to the Toei No. 3 organ, the Kanagawa Prefecture Branch.

Dongying’s No. 3 organ, mostly composed of dimensional gamers, belongs to an independent spy agency and is directly controlled by the Prime Minister’s Inner Cabinet.

“Mr. Wakami should have heard about the handling of idle players by Organ No. 3, right?”

For a long time, Zhenmu Xianma raised his head, with Ling Ran’s sense of oppression in his eyes:

“Capture the weak, purge the criminals, cultivate the innocent, Mr. Waizumi, which category do you belong to?”

He still wants to give Hequan Makoto a disgrace and gain an advantageous position in the subsequent negotiations.

However, Kazumi Makoto laughed, and he gently put down the teacup:

“Snap-”

On the surface of the water, there is a circle of ripples.

“Mr. Jinme.” He whispered, “Are you content to be a dog?” ”

Hearing this, Zhenmu Xianma’s face froze.

He made a gesture with Quan Makoto, and behind him, Kazumi Qianjing took the teapot and filled it for him.

“I don’t want to waste time with you, listen to your journey as a dog, don’t forget, why are you sitting here.”

Kazumi Makoto said, and Zhenmu Xunma looked embarrassed.

As he said.

In the face of most dimensional gamers, in order to maintain stability, the third organ will use thunder to hunt down.

However, just yesterday night, Kazumi Makoto mobilized all the blood slaves under his control.

More than two dozen capitalists and bureaucratic politicians, through their respective networks, caused a small-scale shock in Dongying politics, and even attracted the attention of the Prime Minister’s inner cabinet.

It was precisely because of the strong support of these blood slaves that Hequan Cheng was qualified to deal head-on with the third organ.

After all, organ No. 3 is an eagle dog raised by the Dongying authorities, and the Dongying authorities will also be intimidated by politicians and capitalists and have to compromise with Hequan Makoto.

Today, the purpose of Zhenmu’s trip is to include Hequan Makoto in the No. 3 organ through official means.

In other words, to “whitewash” him and put on the official tiger skin.

It is precisely because of this that as a dog raised by the No. 3 organ, Zhenmu Xianma will feel jealous.

He is also a dimensional gamer, but because he has no backer, he can only be controlled by the No. 3 organ and his family and life, and he is forced to work for the No. 3 organ.

Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy…

However, no amount of resentment could change the fact that Kazumi despised him.

“Now, back to business.” Makoto Kazumi took the tea and looked at the mist rising in the teacup:

“Organ No. 3, what do you want to use to win me over? Woman? Wealth? Power? Still…”_

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