"Hello, this is a food truck service."

Samane gently knocked on the door. When the door opened, a strong man in black dress looked at her and let her walk in.

In the presidential suite, a man in his fifties was making a phone call in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, quarreling fiercely with the person opposite the phone. In addition, two extra strong men stood beside him.

Obviously, these three strong men in black formal clothes were the bodyguards who made the phone call.

Samane kept her professional smile, took the plates one by one from the dining cart and placed them on the dining table.

Then the red wine was turned on and poured into a transparent glass.

"That bunch of bastards."

The man who hung up the phone covered his breathless chest and handed his cell phone to the bodyguard next to him. He came to the dining table to sit down, grabbed the red wine and drank it all.

"Guest, please have a meal. If you have any more services, please call the exclusive service number."

Samane said quietly.

The man waved his hand and didn't look at the waiter Samani who was delivering the meal.

Samane slowly pushed the food truck away.

Everything went smoothly, if there were no accidents...

After more than half an hour, the drug will take effect and make the target's already-haul heart disease, which is quickly and without time to rescue.

Sure enough, before she could come to pack up the dishes, Samani was in the lobby on the first floor and saw the ambulance that was rushing toward. The man was escorted down by a bodyguard and carried onto a stretcher and placed in the ambulance.

Samane returned to the locker, took out her cell phone, and sent a long list of letters.

Next, she will resign for two years of work here, and another new identity will await her.

...

Laurien returned to the previous open-air cafe, looking at the canal scenery leisurely and savoring a pretty good coffee.

He still didn't wait long, and Mars pulled out the chair and sat down opposite him.

"Pu"

A document was thrown in front of Laurien.

“Good done.”

Laurien picked up the file on the table, opened it and browsed it, and gave it a light approval.

"The tasks assigned to you are always completed quickly and perfectly."

Laurien put the documents into his briefcase, "You are definitely the one who deserves the most peace of mind in my decades of career."

"Is that so, thank you very much for your praise," Mars hesitated for a moment, "I want to retire."

"What?"

Laurien suspected that he had heard it wrong, "You said you want to retire?"

"Yes, I want to retire," Mars said exhausted. "I've had enough of this kind of life, and I don't want to continue."

"Mars, if you're tired, I can give you a month off, but don't joke about retirement with me, you're still so young."

"I'm not young anymore," Mars said a little loudly, then realized something and quickly lowered it. "Lauryen, I'm 45 years old, my daughter is 18 years old, but I haven't seen them for eight years. They all think I'm dead and I'm still alive. Do you know this kind of pain?"

"Calm down, brother."

Laurien comforted: "I can understand that this kind of pain is just that things have happened and it cannot be changed again. You should look forward, just like I said, find a new woman."

"Look for a new woman? Laurien, stop kidding, do you think it's possible?"

Mars asked coldly: "Can we have our own family when we work like this?"

"I'm asking you...well, you're right, your existence will bring danger to the family, what else can you do? Go back and say to your wife, Ha, Letty, I'm not dead, I've only evaporated for eight years, and now I'm back," said Laurien. "You're kidding here. Your wife has long found a new replacement. How are you going back now? Let her get divorced?"

Mars' forehead veins bloomed, as if he was angry.

But Laurien was not worried at all and lit a cigarette for himself: "Retrieve your decision, Mars, have you forgotten? You are not a normal field office. Your record in the file is death, death in the line of duty, but you understand what happened to you, you made a big mistake, you killed your commander, don't worry about your commander's bastard, but you did kill him. According to the normal procedures, you will go to the military court to enjoy the electric punishment."

"But I took you out, you promised me that I would serve the country in the second half of my life. Of course, the country is not so ruthless and will not let you really not retire in your entire life. It's not now, not just eight years. You ungrateful bastard, the electrocution cannot be offset by eight years of service."

"You mean there is no negotiation?" Mars clenched his teeth.

"Mars, do you really look up to yourself?"

Laurien burst into laughter, "Do you understand? Your life is in my hands. I just need to react to your words now, and you will not see the sun the next day."

"Are you threatening me?" Mars took a deep breath.

"I'm not threatening you," Laurien said lightly, "Isn't it better to threaten you, your wife and your daughter?"

"Ha ha……"

Mars smiled grief and anger, attracting the attention of people around him. He ignored him and looked at Laurien: "Terminating a soldier's wife and children is the government? This is what is called serving the country? Do you still have a bottom line?"

"Bottom line? In order to safeguard national security and safeguard national interests, necessary sacrifices are inevitable. Even if they die, they will not be resentful," Laurien said without any concern. "Mars, I didn't expect you to be so naive. I think of eight years of love. If you take back what you said before, I will pretend that nothing has happened."

Mars was breathing rapidly, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Yes, what Laurien said was right. It doesn't matter if he was impulsive, but his impulses were related to the safety of his wife and daughter, and he had to endure it.

And he is not like those real field agents, he is just a soldier who has been deregistered and has died in name.

Any impulsive behavior of his will only cause disaster to his wife and daughter.

Staring at Laurien's face, Mars wanted to smash his face with one punch, but he had no choice.

"I see."

Mars said exhausted.

"You are a smart person."

Laurien was not surprised.

At this moment, Mars' cell phone vibrated.

He lost his strength, subconsciously picked up his phone and took a look.

"Okay, let's get here today..." Laurien stood up and glanced at him, "The money was just received? You should be content. What you are doing now is not something you can earn by simple work."

"etc."

Mars also stood up and stared at Laurien: "I want to ask for the last question, is there really no way?"

Laurien sneered, then turned cold: "Mars, calm down, you understand what you can't do."

“…Just just came from the target task issued by dst.”

Mars turned the screen of his phone around, his tone was indifferent.

"Task?"

Laurien frowned, just looked at the mobile phone screen that was turning around, and his eyes changed suddenly. The target name on it was him!
Chapter completed!