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He had just returned from Kenan Rupert's funeral, and then turned on the TV at the reminder of his assistant, and witnessed what Captain Tang did after landing.

After a long silence, the old man who had been immersed in "Babylon" for more than 30 years sighed and said to himself: "What a terrible young man."

Most politicians believe that this was a deliberate act by Tang Fang, which is a man who can seize the opportunity, use any resources that can be used to achieve his own goals, is proficient in acting, and is good at leveraging other people's emotions and thoughts.

Only Tang Fang knew that the whole thing was from beginning to end except for the words of mineral producers who raised the mineral prices before retaliating at the beginning, most of the subsequent series of events were misunderstandings.

For example, when working for Gaden, he had a simple idea at the beginning, giving him a job, and winning time for ghosts, and maintaining his glorious image in front of the media. But he didn't expect that Gaden was not an ordinary unemployed person, but a smuggler from the Monastery Empire. To a certain extent, the two were fellow villagers. Then he heard that because of the "business and commercial martial law" of the Adam government, a large number of Monastery and Sulu workers were unemployed. Considering the actual situation of "Morning Star Casting", he thought it was a good opportunity, so he was given 7 days to contact those unemployed people.

He is not a fortune teller. He knows Yin and Yang, understands the five elements, can do things, and knows it five hundred years later.

He is really wronged!

Of course, he would not say this to anyone, it would be best if it was rotten in his stomach.

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The exit was far away. A flight prompt sound from the dispatching system came faintly. The huge atomic clock on the beam tirelessly changed the readings. The speed of the platform under his feet slowed down. Tang Fang and his men walked out.

The artificial sun shines a warm light, and a breeze caresses the cheeks.

There were some reporters standing around, trying to record this moment with the camera equipment in their hands.

Some pedestrians passed by not far away. Some saw Tang Fang and others stop and sigh, while others just stared at him for a while before moving on their way again.

The block opposite was peaceful, with no police cars gathering, and no ambulances stopping. Like countless mornings before, there was a little vitality in the quiet, and this huge sky city was slowly awakening.

A medium-sized taxi was called through the service terminal, and several men entered in a row.

The driver should have recognized Tang Fang's identity. The expression on his face was a little wonderful, and surprise and fear merged together. It was not until Tang Lin shouted in his ear: "Drive, go to 'Venice'", and then he woke up and set a destination on the driving assistance system interface and left in a blink of an eye.

Because during the conversation with Garden just now, the detector had scanned the driving route from the exit to the "Venice" hotel. No potential threat was found, which made Tang Fang feel relieved. He had time to think about the latest situation sent back by ghost.

Instead of asking ghost to kill the two snipers, he implemented the policy of alarming the snake and following the investigation to find out who it was and wanted his life so urgently.

According to the latest information from ghost, the two snipers hiding in the high building opposite the exit were not from the same force. One of them learned that the disguise was discovered and retreated to a daily necessities warehouse in the block. By observing the surrounding environment, he found that it was not tracked, so he used communication equipment to have a brief call with his backstage boss.

According to the analysis of the audio data intercepted by Emma, ​​the sniper came from a force under the jurisdiction of the Republican Party of the Star Alliance. This time, he was ambushed in the building opposite the exit. He did not want Tang Fang's life, but just wanted to create some riots and pour some hot oil on the current situation.

Another sniper was much more cautious than the former. After escaping from the building, he did not contact the online line as soon as possible, but instead drove a magnetic levitation vehicle to escape north.

If it were someone else, he might not be able to track it quietly, but unfortunately, his opponent was Captain Tang.

Between the city buildings and the illusion sky, a stealth fighter jet is quietly heading northward. Neither the official radar warning center or the simple human eye can detect its existence.

Tang Fang has never been a generous person. Killing the sniper to vent his anger? This is far from enough. Some people always have to pay the price for this assassination because they made Freya sad, and... the gunshot wound on his right arm is really painful.

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About 20 minutes, the taxi parked at the entrance of the "Venice" hotel.

Several people got out of the cabin. Old Corey was about to pay the bill, but the driver said nothing but not to collect it. He had to give up for a moment and said, "Thank you," and then watched the taxi disappear on the corner of the street.

Tang Fang did not walk into the hotel immediately, but stood next to the flower garden and looked at the motor vehicle parking space not far away and remained silent.

There was nothing there, the only color was the charred black on the concrete road, which looked very deserted, like a lonely grave on the sunny side of the hill.

A few days ago, the vehicle carrying 24 Sea Falcon Commando caught fire and exploded there, and Kenan Rupert was also killed and died on the spot.

Many people suspected that he did it, and even Claya, Bai Hao and others thought so. Only Tang Fang knew in his heart that things were not that simple at all. Kill Kennan Rupert and his gang were not the ghost in the villa responsible for protecting Claya and others' lives, but someone else.

He didn't know who did it, and what he wanted to help him solve this hidden danger. You should know that the captain offended many forces along the way, but his allies were Byron's "Apollo" pirates.

Republicans? They have no reason to do so, and Kennan Rupert's death is meaningless to them.

Freya looked at him in a daze at the empty parking space, curiously pulled the corner of his clothes, and said in confusion: "Tang Fang, what are you looking at?"

Tang Fang woke up after hearing this and replied casually: "Look at the ghost."

"Ghost?" The little girl approached him a little, looking scared.

Tang Fang smiled, grabbed her little hand, and followed Lao Keli to the front door of the hotel.

Freya looked back while walking forward. Although there was a palpitation on her face, her eyes were more curious.

She looked at it again and again, confused. There was obviously nothing, but where was the ghost Tang Fang mentioned? Why couldn't she see it?

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Tang Fang's return made the front desk messy, and the female receptionist on duty stared at his face. It seemed that there was a beautiful rose on it, which made the check-out unhappy until they saw the side face that was passing behind their ears and subconsciously exclaimed.

Celebrities drinking morning tea in the rest area stopped and watched him walk past the front desk quietly, and then chirped like birds in the forest in the early morning, talking in a low voice.

The arrival of several people seemed to ignite a string of fireworks in the quiet night sky, and it was colorful in an instant.

Tang Fang, Tang Lin and others didn't care at all. However, Bai Yue seemed extremely excited, waved to the waitress and nodded to the male guest, making others confused and unable to remember when and where he had seen him.

After a while, he walked out of the back door of the building and stepped onto the smooth and flat bluestone road again, walked across the small bridge and flowing water. He walked to the villa area and opened the courtyard door. Tang Fang's steps accelerated, and he came to the eaves and pushed open the door.

The living room was quiet, and the strong aroma of coffee wafted out of the kitchen. Claya sat on the sofa, holding a book called "War and Peace" in her hand. She gently flipped the pages.

Bai Hao and Roy sat a few days apart, with a chessboard in the middle, with chariots, horses, cannons and elephants on it, and the generals and soldiers were led by a Chinese chess game.

Hearing the door, Claya raised her head gently. There seemed to be a rising sun coming out of the sea, and a golden color appeared in her eyes.

Bai Hao's hand stopped in the air, and the "car" in his palm fell on the chessboard with a bang, scaring Roy.

Claya put down the book with a very simple title page, walked down from the sofa, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, like the original bubble tea: "You are back."

The voice was soft and warm, like many wives who welcomed their husbands home. But the next second, her voice became solemn, and she asked, "Your arm..."

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious." Tang Fang grinned and took off the suit given to him by the Count and handed it to Claya. He summoned a nurse mm and asked, "How are you doing these days? Nothing happened."

While hanging his suit on the hood rack, the girl hesitated and said, "Everything is fine, it's Xiaoyun. She's almost crazy after not going out for a few days."

Her face turned pale because nurse mm was using medical devices to remove a blood-covered bullet from Tang Fang’s wound on his right arm.

At this time, Bai Hao and Roy had already brought water basins and clean towels from the bathroom.

Before leaving "Alkaisie", Tang Fang greeted them in advance and told Bai Hao that he did not need to go to the dock to pick him up, so the few people could only stay in the villa and wait for him to return. Because they did not turn on the TV, they naturally did not know about the shooting incident at the dock.

Fortunately, everyone knew his ability, and looked at the wound that healed quickly, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

Claya picked up a towel and dipped it in a basin, twisted out the moisture, wiped the blood stains around the wound, and then touched the skin that had recovered, and finally showed a smile: "It's really good."

Freya's heart fell to the ground and patted her chest hard. Perhaps she was a little tired of walking, and she suddenly fell on the sofa, twisting like a boneless soft worm.

The door sounded again and again, Tang Lin, Lao Keli and Bai Yue, who had checked the surrounding environment, entered in a row.

Bai Hao and Roy were stunned. Tang Lin, Old Corey, who was not interested in the last guy who looked like a rustic bun who had never seen the world, was the origin of it?

Seeing the astonished expressions on the faces of the two, Tang Lin explained with a smile: "His name is Bai Yue, he is...well, a thoughtful and enlightened Morris Nu."

The surprise on Bai Hao and Roy's faces not only did not decrease, but became stronger, because there was a problem with Tang Lin's logic. When did Morrisnu get in love with the two words of thought and enlightenment?

Claya's hand trembled slightly, and she didn't hold the basin firmly, and almost spilled all over the floor.

Tang Lin naturally knew what they were thinking. He was planning to share with the three people what they saw in "Alkesi". At this moment, a door sound came from a distance, and Tang Yun rushed into Tang Fang's arms like a gust of wind and shouted: "Brother, you are back."

"Yeah, I'm back."

Tang Fang rubbed her head, causing the girl to sway, as if she was protesting that her elder brother was treating her as a child.

"Brother, I'm very obedient. I honestly stayed in the room for more than half a week and didn't go anywhere."

Tang Yun felt very accomplished, and then said childishly: "Brother, where is my gift?"

Tang Fang was so amused that this girl was pretending to behave like a rebellious look like "My wings are hard. You can fly." After taking a breath, the fox's tail revealed its true form.

"It should be here."

Just as he was thinking, the ringtone at the door rang, and two nervous faces appeared on the monitor screen. Judging from the uniforms they were wearing, they should be hotel employees.

"Roy, go pick them up, it should be the luggage transported by the dock."

"Oh." Half-year-old man agreed, pushed the door and walked out, and in a blink of an eye, he walked into the living room with two large boxes.

Just then, Aros, Hausen and Churchill also heard the movement in the living room and walked down from the second floor.

Hausen had his eyes sleepy, obviously not sleeping well last night. Tang Lin joked if he was civilized during the day, mentally uncivilized at night, and physically exhausted too much, so he looked listless.

Churchill told him that this was impossible at all because Elma had left a few days ago. Unless Mr. Hausen "works on his own", he would not be able to be uncivilized.

Hausen glared at him, but Tang Fang stared at Churchill's face for most of the day, and a sentence burst out from his mouth: "I don't think so."

This is very obscure, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand the profound meanings. The gunner stood there and sucked for a long time. After slowly realizing that the captain was using his sinister intentions, he shouted angrily: "Tang Fang...you..."

He was only halfway through his words, and the black shadow flashed in front of him. A dark thing had already hit him, and he subconsciously snatched forward. He was so heavy that he didn't have to do it.

It turned out to be a gun, an old revolver of the antique level. What's strange is that it has three barrels, with complex patterns on the surface and distributed in a font shape. The volume of the bullet nest behind it is also extremely large, and the load capacity is much greater than that of an ordinary revolver.

If you have some research on the history of firearms, you will definitely recognize its identity as a "three-headed dog". More than 200 years ago, a special pistol carefully crafted by a firearm designer can shoot 3 bullets at a time.

In actual combat, this gun is useless, but no one is so stupid that he really treats it as a gun.

It is more like a collection of arts and crafts than a murder tool.

Churchill is a gunner and has always liked guns. The Morning Star's room was filled with various unique guns. Judging from his drastically changing facial expressions, it was obvious that this "three-headed dog" was not on the dazzling array of guns.

Tang Fang told him that this was the collection of Lord Earl.

The gunner thought the captain was so cute, and not to mention teasing him, even if he rolled up his sleeves and slapped him twice, he would respond with a smile: "Master, it's not touching your hand."
To be continued...