A cliff estate on the outskirts of the capital Sokovia...

There will be a grand private party here today, where Hydra executives will meet with many businessmen and gangsters from Eastern Europe.

Sokovia successfully voted to join the European Union. From today on, it is the home of Hydra.

As a hidden underground organization, Hydra, which has abandoned most of the world's industries, needs to reorganize its economic and intelligence circles here.

Their superficial identity is Victor von Doom's White Gloves, but in fact they have changed their skin and become a new violent organization with a political background.

Today, five of the most famous criminal organizations in Eastern Europe are gathered here, as well as dozens of famous corporate bosses.

Even several well-known extremist organization leaders came here.

The people of Hydra are hiding among them, trying to integrate this part of the power through coercion and inducement, and finally form a new blood transfusion mechanism to provide Hydra with a steady stream of money and manpower.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the entire manor began to enter a state of martial law, and luxury cars drove into the manor along the mountain road one after another.

Thousands of hectares of mountain forests here are private property, and the entire manor is built on the edge of a high mountain cliff.

There is only one way to enter the manor, which leads directly to the gate of the manor.

Or if you want to take a different path, you can also risk walking through woods densely covered with sensor traps, and finally climb up a nearly vertical cliff of 100 meters.

However, the manor is equipped with nearly 300 armed personnel, and a mechanized armed force of more than 500 people is stationed in the camp in the mountains and forests.

This kind of security configuration almost completely blocked the way to sneak into the manor.

People in the "church" who are several decades old will definitely not do things that only young people can do.

He sat in the Mercedes-Benz driven by Marvin and drove from the mountain road to the gate of the manor.

It wasn't until he got off the car and walked to the gate of the huge mansion that there was a waiter in a tuxedo, holding a tablet with a smile and asking him to enter his fingerprint to confirm his identity.

"Church" had a crumpled smile on his face and naturally put his hand on the tablet, and then the computer displayed his information.

The waiter looked at the computer and compared it. He looked at the thick-haired middle-aged man on the computer with some uncertainty. After comparing it with the dry old guy in front of him, he carefully took a step back and said: "Mr.

Can I see your passport?

You look a little different from what I show in the photo here."

"Church" glanced at the security guards next to him. They put their hands into the inner pockets of their suits and looked at him with eager eyes.

"Church" didn't show any fear at all. He glanced at the tablet in the waiter's hand, then spread his hands and said, "Man, everyone gets old one day.

If God decides to take away your hair, there is nothing anyone can do about it."

He said "church" and looked at the waiter who looked a little confused, as if he wanted to lower his head to confirm again...

After he smiled and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, he pointed to a bus that slowly drove to the small square in front of the manor and said with a smile: "I am just a small person, but I am someone who brings joy to everyone.

Little people.”

The moment the bus door opened, a psychedelic atmosphere seemed to permeate the entire manor gate area.

A group of nearly 50 beauties with different looks, dressed in sexy little dresses, lined up and got off the bus.

The black widows, who have received special training and know how to show off their most charming side, easily become the focus of the audience.

Her trembling breasts when she jumped off the bus, her occasional adjustments to her shoulder straps, hair, or adjustments to the hem of her skirt all became the "murderers" that killed men's attention.

"Church" took advantage of everyone's attention and quietly put the phone under the computer in the waiter's hand.

Marvin drove the car into the parking lot and urgently controlled the computer to invade the tablet and began to use the software to modify the photos on it.

A few minutes later, a group of sexy Yingying Yanyan finally got out of the car.

"Church" put away the phone at the right time, made an "OK" gesture with his right hand, and tapped a few times on the seam of his pants.

After receiving the "church" signal, the leading "Black Widow" who was 180 centimeters tall seemed to be a little impatient and took a few steps forward. He raised his hands to his shoulders and spread them out, slightly opening his sexy lips and glaring exaggeratedly.

His big eyes seemed incredible at the efficiency of the "church".

"Church" stretched out his hand in front of the waiter, snapped his fingers, and said earnestly: "Hey, man, let's hurry up!

Those big shots inside are not as patient as we think..."

The waiter looked away from the beauties as if he had just woken up from a dream, then swallowed his saliva and looked at the half-smiling expression on "Church's" face, and smiled a little awkwardly.

"Church" stretched out his hand to signal him to look at the computer again, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself, seemingly no longer in a hurry.

The waiter was a little dazed by the series of things. He hurriedly looked down at the tablet in his hand.

After reconfirming, I found that "Church" was really a model agent named Hugo, but there was more hair in the photo and there were not so many wrinkles on his face.

After being manipulated by "Church", the impression of the photo just now almost disappeared in the waiter's mind.

This is the most basic "psychological suggestion". If you want others to identify with you, you must first identify with yourself, and then nod slightly every time you speak. If you add some strong evidence, you can change a person's attitude towards you.

initial impression.

Of course, if you meet a gangster, it's a different story.

However, it is impossible for Hydra to find a gangster as a doorman. No matter how many such doormen come, they will not be enough to kill customers with weird quirks.

After bending down to signal to the "church" that he could enter, the waiter looked back at the two security guards and shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment...

When passing through the security gate, a security guard handed over a box. "Church" obeyed and put the half-smoked cigarette on the cigarette case and lighter, and put it into the box together with his mobile phone.

He passed the security gate smoothly with brisk steps, and then waited until the box passed through the inspection machine. Like a smoker for many years, he couldn't wait to reach out and pick up the cigarette, took a heavy puff, and then flicked the cigarette butt into a

garbage can.

Ignoring the strange expression on the security guard's face, "Church" naturally stuffed the cigarette and lighter into his pocket and walked into the lively manor hall.

He seemed to be an acquaintance all the way, constantly greeting the guests in the lobby, and finally walked to the bar, found an empty seat and sat down.

The moment he sat down, "Church" waved to the bartender for a drink when his cell phone rang.

Starting from Alvin's presidential chat group, this convenient and confidential instant messaging tool became popular.

However, it can only be installed on Tomahawk mobile phones at present, and is only circulated in a small area.

Looking at the person in the group who was holding a supermarket strip dock image, 47, whose online name was "Cupid", sent a message to get ready.

"Church" took the whiskey on the rocks from the bartender, and he replied with his own account "Frog Prince", "Enable instant messaging in five minutes."

After sending it, "Church" took off the tiny communicator from the corner of the phone, which was about the size of a grain of rice, and sunk into the phone case.

After taking a sip of whiskey, he seemed to be a little drunk. He held his ear with his left hand and shook his head. Then he gave a thumbs up to the bartender and said: "Great Scotch whiskey, give me another glass!"

As the Black Widows successfully entered the manor, Yelena and Marvin, who were staying in the parking lot, joined them.

The driver's uniform made Yelena look a little bloated. She leaned against Marvin's car window, shielding him from the sight of the security guards who patrolled by from time to time, and said: "Is this thing of yours useful?

Find the target, kill them quietly, and we will complete the mission."

Ma Wenla glanced at Yelena with a big face and said: "Do you know why the KGB will never be the CIA's opponent?"

Yelena curled her lips and said, "Maybe it's because the KGB is not as shameless as you."

Marvin didn't seem to mind the definition of "shameless". While operating the small computer in front of him, he said: "Because of the details!

The KGB doesn't care about human life or how many people will die in order to complete the mission.

This includes their own lives!

Now we not only need to kill the people inside, but also capture the person in charge here.

Let him use the special computer here to operate Hydra's bank account and transfer all their funds.

Jason Bourne has obtained Hydra's bank information, and we are here to find the final password.

Finally and most importantly, we have to get out of here alive!"

As Marvin seemed to have completed something, he pointed to a green button on the computer and said, "As long as I press this, we can take over the communication system around this manor.

It will regularly send messages to those security guards to make them think that the manor is safe.

So, now it's your turn!

Send in what the girls need..."

Yelena listened, and through the rearview mirror of the vehicle, she saw a team of waiters pushing several dining carts waiting not far away.

A truck with the logo of a certain hotel was slowly driving towards the parking lot. It was a truck that came to replenish food for the manor.

The moment the truck drove behind Yelena, Yelena pulled out a box from the lower level of the bus as if by magic, and then simply fiddled with it, and it turned into a dining car covered with black velvet.

Then the black widow tore his chest hard, and his driver's uniform suddenly tore, revealing the waiter's uniform underneath.

Pushing the car at a speed close to that of the truck, he avoided the security guard's sight.

Yelena slipped into the team of waiters like a ghost, followed them to put the things in the truck onto the dining car, and then entered the kitchen through the back door of the manor.

In the bustling kitchen, no one paid attention to a low-key waiter.

Yelena skillfully handed several pieces of high-end beef to a chef responsible for frying steaks.

After giving a shy smile, Yelena pushed the trolley and left the kitchen.

When passing by the wine warehouse, she greeted the waiter naturally and placed a tray and a dozen glasses of champagne on the dining car.

Then she pushed the champagne towards the hall of the manor...
To be continued...