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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters on the road, colluding

Hou Dasheng, who quietly got ashore from Monaco, looked at the prepared car and couldn't help but sigh. The old large-scale organizations are different. There is a reason why jackals can survive so many hundred years of storms.

On weekdays, he seems to be armed fiercely and killing deadly jackals. In fact, the threads laid are laid more than most people think. Of course, this is mainly because Mosen did not really take over the service provider.

Otherwise, it is hard to say whether these dark lines of the jackal will be exposed. Hou Dasheng definitely knows these dark lines, and the manager knows some of them but can find them. If the old crow wants to know, he will know these dark lines immediately.

But the supervisor couldn't check it because he knew that he was going to dig the roots of the jackal. Just like the jackal investigating which spy organizations sell intelligence in the service station, it was all about forcing people to fight against you.

Unless both sides remain unrest, they will follow this principle tacitly and will never touch it. It is not that they cannot do it, but that they will not do it until they reach that point. The old crow is even simpler, and he has no interest in these hidden threads of jackals.

If the jackal does not target him, he needs to know what these hidden threads are doing?! If the jackal dares to target him, the service provider will naturally move. Cooperate with the viper to clean up all these hidden threads. Since this is the case, there is no need for him to know.

What do you do with a group of small people’s deaths?! Wasting your brain capacity?!

The general manager knows how to do it, and the old crow has no need to do it. Therefore, the only one who truly knows all the hidden threads of jackals is Hou Dasheng.

These dark lines have their own exclusive contact passwords. After selecting the heir, the giant wolf will tell his heirs these passwords and tell them where the list is.

If the leader unfortunately dies, there will be a hidden line to contact the new leader. Then tell the new leader of the list where the list is. Being selected as a hidden line is naturally an absolutely reliable candidate.

They are also single-line contacts with the group leader. The way to decode the list is controlled by two separate hidden lines. Simply put, if the other party does not contact actively, it is almost equivalent to being out of touch.

But this also strengthens confidentiality. It is obviously extremely difficult to find two single-line contacts at the same time and know that they have the list and decoding methods.

"Bada~" As soon as everyone got on the car, they started and drove away from the port slowly.

When Hou Dasheng returned to Europe, it was extremely tortuous. They could not use almost large-scale transportation, and some originally unobstructed underground channels were also stared at.

Hou Dasheng and the others did not dare to reveal their identities easily, and they traveled to several places. They went through several hidden lines to find the boat from Africa to Monaco. The reason for getting ashore from Monaco is very simple.

This is one of the largest spy capitals, and no one can cover up the sky here. Not only is it official, but there are also many unofficial spy organizations to make a living. Not to mention that Mosen has no control over the service provider, even if he controls investors' efforts to eliminate spies in Monaco, it is not a matter of overnight.

Complexity is enough to mean enough room for maneuvering and dodging and enough cover. If you really check it out, there are not many people here that are not doubtful. Because there are too many people eating this industry. You can't kill them all, right?!

When he was on the boat, Hou Dasheng had already applied simple makeup. He now had a special silicone head cover on his head, and even had real hair implants on his head.

The face shape has also changed, and the eyes are covered with contact lenses. I have made some decorations on this silicone face, and it is not easy to tell it at a glance even if I can tell it at a glance. A complete set of brand new identity certificates are prepared according to the face he put on the silicone face.

Almost all the teams of the black group put on some makeup and changed their original appearance. The crowd got on two cars, and a crow in front of the black group was accompanied by Hou Dasheng in the back.

But this time the car did not make any special arrangements. This is also a matter of no choice. If there is any special arrangement in the Spy City, it will be seen at a glance.

There are not too many people here to eat this industry, and each eyeball is very poisonous. Two modified bulletproof cars passing by the streets, undoubtedly exposing the huge problems of the car and the people in the car.

Especially at such a critical moment, two bulletproof cars suddenly appeared on the streets of Monaco. It is difficult for you to not contact people without contacting anything. Of course, these two cars cannot be too ordinary.

After all, in Monaco, two cars walk together and obviously look like a convoy. You are deliberately using ordinary cars. Isn’t this really a fool?!

The mid-to-high-end Renault Business, the one behind is a comfortable model. This is very consistent. After all, there are many rich people in Monaco and many bodyguards following them. So two such cars will not attract attention.

There are also many similar cars in Monaco. Such convoys are not common, but they are not uncommon. When you drive out of the port, the convoys do not walk randomly. Instead, they drive slowly according to the planned route.

After turning off the headlights for a while, I even drove away. After turning around a few hotels, I entered the main road.

Hou Dasheng chose to sleep directly in the car. The crow smiled bitterly, and his head could sleep but he couldn't. The crow's spirit was not too nervous these days, and he remained absolutely tense in the face of the attacks that might occur when looking at each other.

Paris, the manor of Cialis. Lisa was flipping through lists and some information listed in her study. She was holding a red pen in her hand, as long as she had her red pen wrapped someone's name.

That means that within three hours after the list is handed out, the owner of the name will disappear in this world.

This made Lisa feel like she was the emperor of ancient China. She only needed a pen to tick a name. That person would be ticked. This feeling is actually not good. Even if she ticks a life on paper, it is not something that makes people feel good.

Especially many of these people are still known to Lisa. But she has no choice.

"That's all for now." Lisa closed the list tiredly and handed it to the steel bone who had been waiting for for a long time. The silent steel bone respectfully took the list, then turned around and went out.

Lisa opened her mouth and wanted to stop him. But she didn't stop him. Lisa knew very well that walking out of this door would mean a real bloody storm was about to begin.

Many people will die, and their dead bodies will remain...
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