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Chapter 705 Team

Alvin didn't know where this Brian Mills came from, but he instinctively felt that this person was very reliable. This was a very strange feeling.

This old man was of average appearance, with a tall body, not even stout. His old face was wrinkled and always had an expression of bitterness and hatred.

But his eyes were very bright, and when Alvin faced his gaze, he always felt as if he was being watched by an eagle.

Looking at Mills with a smile on his face, Alvin smiled and nodded and said: "Okay, since you are Pepper's bodyguard, let me buy you a cup of coffee."

As he said this, Alvin waved to Robin and asked for a cup of coffee. Then he saw the van not far away, thought for a while and said to Mills: "How many guys do you have? Let them get down.

Get up and have a cup of coffee, this is my territory and Pepper is absolutely safe here."

Mills looked at Alvin's expression, suddenly smiled and said, "Has anyone ever praised you for being cautious? It seems that you are indeed a qualified friend!"

As he spoke, Mills raised his left hand and whispered a few words on the cuff, then looked at Alvin and said with a smile: "It looks like you are going to spend a lot of money, we have a lot of people!"

Alvin looked at the five people getting out of the van, then smiled at Mills, spread his hands, and said: "Others generally think that I am more enthusiastic, and I am indeed more hospitable."

As he spoke, Alvin stretched out his hand to guide in the direction of the restaurant, and said with a smile: "We don't want to stand here anymore, you have already affected Lao Cheng's business.

What did you work for? CIA? FBI? Department of Homeland Security?

Forgive me for being curious, your temperament is very strange, there are parts that I am familiar with, but it doesn’t seem to be all the same."

Mills followed Alvin into the restaurant in a good-natured manner. Several of his waiters were very polite and picked up breakfast from the old dining car and Robin, and then followed him into the Peace Hotel.

Alvin put the coffee on the bar, then walked into the bar himself, came to the stove, and placed several round limiters on an iron plate, preparing to "produce" some perfectly shaped omelettes.

Seeing that none of Mills's guys came in carrying a paper bag and a cup of coffee, Alvin smiled and shook his head and said to Mills sitting at the bar: "I originally wanted to invite

You guys have a family breakfast at the Peace Hotel, it looks like your guy has other plans."

Mills looked back at his guys, smiled and said: "It seems that we have all forgotten that this is a restaurant, this is a legendary place.

At least in our industry, no one will first think that they can order food here when they come here."

Alvin skillfully opened the fire, brushed the oil, then cracked the eggs, and then said to Mills with a smile: "Pepper will probably go downstairs for a long time, you can have breakfast here.

You don't have to worry about her safety until she leaves Hell's Kitchen."

As Alvin said this, he saw a black man from Mills taking a bite of a bun with a diameter of ten centimeters and eating nearly ten large buns in about 2 minutes. This guy had eaten so many buns and was still looking at them with unsatisfied interest.

He was looking at a skinny monkey-like guy next to him, as if he would snatch the buns from his hand at any moment.

Alvin looked at the ugly black man with the mohawk hair, frowned and calculated, this should be the standard configuration of "handsome" little Ginny, very ugly, very strong, and has a big mouth.

Mills saw that Alvin was interested in his guys. He smiled and waved, summoning the guys to the bar. Then he pointed at a skinny middle-aged man and introduced with a smile: "This

It's Sam, we've always been colleagues, and it was his suggestion that I do this now."

Alvin carefully sprinkled some fried eggs with fine salt, then wiped his hands on his apron and walked to the bar. He stretched out his hand to shake Sam's hand and said with a smile: "I know what you used to do when I see you."

of?

CIA? Am I right? I know "Church", and if you go by your age, you might have been colleagues in the past!"

The skinny Sam raised his eyebrows and stretched the corners of his mouth, and said with a strange expression: "You guessed it right, Mills and I were both colleagues of that son of a bitch in the church.

Now that we are retired, I guess that bald son of a bitch won’t survive retirement!”

Alvin looked at this guy who was obviously a technician in a funny way. Not many people dared to call "Church" that way. The handsome guy Ethan Hunter earlier acted very badly in order to prevent "Church" from peeling off his skin.

s hard work.

"Okay, I only had two phone calls with "The Church". In fact, we don't know each other very well, but I guessed your identity correctly, right?"

As he spoke, Alvin looked at Sam and said: "Man, I probably know why "Church" is not lovable, but... you know, that guy is not easy to mess with!"

Mills patted Sam on the shoulder, who seemed to have a grudge against "Church", and said with a smile: "Those are all things in the past. Maybe "Church" will retire one day. As long as he is not dead, I can accompany you."

Beat that bastard."

As he spoke, Mills glanced at Alvin with a smile, then pointed to another middle-aged bald man with a temperament similar to Sam, and said with a smile: "This is Casey, he and Sam were both my former colleagues in the CIA. We used to

It's an intelligence field team."

Alvin smiled and nodded to Casey, who looked ordinary but had a very friendly smile, and said: "Your temperament is very similar to a guy I know named Robert. He is now a supermarket owner. Maybe you have met before.

.”

As he spoke, Alvin looked at Mills with some pride and said with a smile: "Look, the name "Church" I reported before had the opposite effect, but I know more than one "Church" agent!"

Mills was stunned for a moment when he heard Robert's name, then shook his head in a funny way and said: "I have done my homework and I know that Robert. I won't tell you his past name. CIA super field agents who want to retire have never

It’s not easy, but…”

As he spoke, Mills looked at Casey with a hesitant expression...

There was nothing unusual about the honest-looking Casey. He just looked at Alvin, smiled honestly, and then said: "Robert Zengjin was my trainee instructor, and he was the first person I killed.

dry hands.

He tied a paper knife to my hand, then took my hand and cut the throat of a mission target."

As he spoke, Casey spread his hands, stared at a pair of slightly bloodshot eyes with a smile, and said: "That incident made me know that I was not suitable for field service, so I moved behind the scenes, and then I found the real fun of being an agent...

…”

Alvin looked at Casey apologetically, spread his hands with an embarrassed expression, and said, "Don't you CIA have a normal relationship with colleagues? You made me feel like chatting for the first time was very difficult!"

Sam took a sip of coffee, then looked at Alvin and said with a smile: "Never use the friendship of one CIA agent to win the trust of another agent, the result is simply unpredictable.

Because apart from our own brothers, it is difficult for us to trust other people, even if we are colleagues!"

Alvin laughed twice and said: "Okay, you taught me a lesson, the CIA is indeed a very fucked up department.

I will learn this lesson and will only use the name "church" when threatening others."

As he spoke, Alvin glanced around, winked at Sam, and said: "Let us forget what happened just now, that will make me feel like a fool who doesn't understand anything!"

Mills looked at Alvin funny. He had read Alvin's information. His impression of Alvin in the past was more about his unparalleled fighting power, but he really didn't expect that Alvin could be so easy to talk to.

At least when he faced his own group of people, he didn't show any condescension. Instead, he wanted to get closer to him through some other relationships.

Well, although the result seems not to be good, his attitude makes people very comfortable! At least Sam seems to be in a happy mood now.

It is indeed easy for a super strong man to put down his airs and win the favor of others, and Alvin also has a rare sincerity than those big shots who look approachable!

Alvin drank all the coffee in the cup and shouted loudly to Robin at the door to bring in two new pots of coffee. Then he looked at Mills and gestured to the other three guys and said: "Hurry up.

I introduced them, and then I was thinking about giving two names to see if there are any "acquaintances" in them."

Mills clicked on a tall, handsome man and said with a smile: "Facial makeup, expert in picking up girls, team commander who is still in training, and commando with mediocre skills."

Facebook put on a handsome face, spread his hands and shouted: "Hey, this is disrespectful to me. I still hold the "Rangers" CQB record. I am the best."

Mills waved his hand in front of him as if to shoo away flies, and said, "Come on, I thought so too.

Even if you have messed up a few times, I would think you are not adaptable to the new job.

But until one day I saw you and the "referee" girl coming out of her room, I knew I had done something stupid."

Alvin looked at the handsome guy's embarrassed expression in a funny way, smiled and gave Sam a high-five, who had a similar expression to his own, and said: "Why does it make me feel so comfortable when I see a handsome guy become embarrassed? Isn't this

Is it a disease? Why don’t I want to treat it at all?”

Sam smiled and gave a thumbs up to the "upright" Alvin, and said: "This is one of the few joys of my current job. It seems that we have the same problem, haha!"

Mills ignored the nagging complaints, pointed at the big black man and said: "Baracks, this is the best assaulter and mechanic. Apart from being afraid of heights and flying, he is a perfect warrior."

Baraks, a strong black man, raised his middle finger at Mills in dissatisfaction and shouted angrily: "Don't forget where my problem came from. You bastards can't understand the pain at all. If you continue
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