Special Forces: The Self-cultivation of a Cooking Soldier

It's just that even if they are close to the reconnaissance, the intelligence officers can't get close to the eighth floor and above.

From the eighth floor, the upper rooms are closed to ordinary residents, so although the intelligence officers entered smoothly, the information they received was still limited.

However, after dinner, the target went downstairs with four guards and entered the casino on the first floor, where he was followed.

After a lap, Mu Feng only played cards for a few hours and lost tens of thousands of dollars, so he took people into the entertainment area in an unhappy mood, ordered a few girls and went upstairs.

Although it was to play, Mu Feng's guards were really vigilant, and when choosing a girl, they didn't choose the most beautiful one, and then they chose it, and they felt that there was no standard.

After watching Mu Feng's actions, no matter how smart the intelligence officers were, they couldn't find a chance to get close.

The pit viper that received the intelligence officer's reply had its scalp scratched, so it was necessary to let the intelligence officers wait and see what was going on, just keep an eye on the people.

......

Upstairs, Mu Feng, who returned to the tenth floor, gave a few girls who had brought them up to his subordinates, and then returned to Suite 1008 alone, in the room, Mu Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, had a calm face and a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Boss!" beside him, the captain of the guard shouted softly.

"What's the matter?"

"There's news over there, we'll meet here tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon. "

"Got it, you can go play too. "

"Yes, thank you, boss!" the captain of the guard nodded, and then obediently exited the room, leaving the space for his boss.

This time, Mu Feng didn't want to come out.

After all, not long ago, his subordinates reported that they almost killed a group of Chinese special forces. But that time, his men also suffered heavy losses.

For Huaxia, a behemoth, he is self-aware and does not dare to touch it at will.

However, it had already happened, and he believed that Huaxia must have been investigating him, and the best way was to stay in his lair.

As long as Huaxia does not attack the triangle on a large scale, he is sure to save his life.

However, a sudden phone call forced him to come out and come to this mixed triangle special zone. He is where he is today because of the support from there.

Because of this, even at the risk of his life, he did not dare to refuse the request to meet from there.

After all, Huaxia still talks about rules, but the people over there don't talk about rules at all. Moreover, those under his command, even if they were members of the guard, he didn't know if there were any people over there.

The infiltration ability of those people is really amazing.

And what made his face unswerving, in addition to the people over there, was that he had just gone down for a spin. He found himself being targeted by many people.

He wasn't sure who was staring at him, but these people were definitely more than just looking at themselves.

And this also made him very dissatisfied with this trip.

After all, anyone who knows that there is danger, some people, have to go to a place, this feeling of being threatened to dance on the tip of a knife, is a personal dissatisfaction, even resentment.

And he, he didn't dare to resign, but there was absolutely something.

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The next morning, a group of three people entered room 1008, and the place where they came out was suite 1016 not far away.

When he got the report from his subordinates, Mu Feng's pupils shrank, and then returned to normal.

After a while, among the three of them, a bewitching woman sat down on the sofa in the living room, and then Mu Feng came out of the bedroom. In the living room, his men were already standing around, silently guarding the three of them.

"Hehe, Mr. Mu's pomp is quite big. I just don't know what the boss will think when I go back and tell the boss?" The bewitching woman brought Mu Feng out, chuckled, lit a lady's cigarette, and said with a chuckle, without taking him seriously at all.

"Humph!"

Secretly snorted, Mu Feng sat opposite the woman, and after glancing at the other party, he finally didn't let out the anger in his heart because he was afraid of the person behind the woman.

"You're the boss's messenger?"

"What, Mr. Mu wants to check it?" the woman said with contempt in her tone.

"Yes!" Although he was jealous, Mu Feng was also worried that something was wrong, after all, what he was going to take out next was 20% of his annual profits, which was a lot of money.

After looking at Mu Feng seriously, the woman smiled and nodded, and her face lost her previous contempt: "Yes, Mr. Mu is really thoughtful, this is a token, you can check it." "

As he spoke, he took out half of the US dollars from the Kun bag in his hand.

Picking up half of the dollar on the table, Mu Feng looked at it, and then took out half of it from his jacket pocket, and the two were spliced, perfectly docked, and there was no problem.

With a snap and two clapping hands, the two guards walked in with two black lockboxes, placed the boxes on the coffee table, and retreated.

Immediately, Mu Feng entered the password, opened the box, turned around, exposed the contents in front of the woman, and said, "This is a diamond worth 10 million US dollars, pay the bill according to the rules, you can check it." "

Casually glancing at the shiny diamonds, the woman shook her head, closed the box directly, and said with a smile: "The boss believes in Mr. Mu, and I also believe in Mr. Mu, there is no need to check, farewell!"

After speaking, two of the woman's subordinates stepped forward, one of them lifted a black lockbox, followed behind the woman, and left room 1008.

Looking at the backs of the three of them leaving, Mu Feng's eyes slowly became cold.

"Oh, that's right!" The messenger who walked to the door suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Mu Feng and said: "Boss, let me ask you, there is a batch of arms worth thirteen million, including the most advanced individual anti-tank missiles of the M Army, as well as anti-aircraft missiles, if you are interested, you can talk to him when the next messenger comes." "

After speaking, the bewitching woman smiled, turned around and led the person out.

Whew! Mu Feng let out a sigh of relief.

He didn't know if the messenger had seen it in his eyes just now, but he was changing quite quickly, so there shouldn't be any problems.

And even if he knew, he could have said that this woman's attitude was too bad and made her unhappy.

However, individual anti-tank missiles and anti-aircraft missiles are indeed good things, and these are good things that the troops stationed in the SAR do not have.

If you can really buy it, it's really good.

Mu Feng, who had a small abacus in his heart, thought about it for a while, and then waved his hand to find the captain of the guard.

"Boss!" the captain of the guard walked cautiously, bowed down, and greeted softly.

"Prepare, we'll leave in half an hour. "

"Yes, boss!"

The captain of the guard nodded, then went out to make arrangements, and contacted the hotel to check out.

PS: Ask for a monthly pass. _

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