"You go your own way."

After pushing his little electric donkey into the hotel lobby and putting it away, Commissioner Huang clapped his hands and carefully wiped the dust on the mirror. Then Commissioner Huang confidently took the elevator and went to Karl's room.

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At 10:15, he pushed open the unlocked door and Commissioner Huang held Yahuazi in his arms and said.

"What orders does Manager Carl have? There is a competition coming soon. As assistants to the eldest lady, if you don't practice your apology quickly, why are you talking nonsense to us..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Huang Xiaobei's voice stopped suddenly and he stared blankly at the few people in the room who were preparing for the battle.

Karl, wearing a black combat uniform, was sitting on a chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gently wiping his favorite gun.

Chu Zifeng, who was already fully dressed, was carrying two long tactical knives on his back, leaning against the wall with his arms folded indifferently. When he saw Huang Xiaobei coming, Chu Zifeng glanced at him and quickly looked away.

Looking at Karl and Chu Zifeng in the room, looking at them dressed obviously for what they were going to do, Huang Xiaobei stood at the door in shock for a long time.

"You, where are you going?"

Karl smiled slightly and said nothing.

At this time, Brother Maozi, who was also fully dressed in a black combat uniform, walked out of the toilet. Seeing Huang Xiaobei coming, Brother Maozi walked quickly, laughed and patted Huang Xiaobei's shoulder, looking impatient

said.

"Senior, you are finally here, haha, we can finally have fun with the devil's gangsters tonight."

Looking at Andreev, who was as burly as a hill in front of him, looking at his explosive muscles hidden behind his black combat uniform, and then hearing the strong smell of alcohol coming out of his mouth when talking to him, the comrade comrade special correspondent was dumbfounded.

for a long time.

This, this group of people don't want to go...hehe, no, no, absolutely not.

Looking at the silver guns in Carl's hands, the two long knives on Chu Zifeng's back, and Brother Mao Zi's combat uniforms filled with bullets, a smile spread across Commissioner Huang's face.

"Here, if I remember this correctly, we are going to the Donghuang Hotel in the next city tomorrow, right? Tonight, we should have a good rest tonight and prepare well for the game, right?"

Pushing away Andreev who was blocking him, the commissioner's upper and lower teeth chattered nervously, and the depths of his pupils were filled with fear.

No, no, no, I don’t want to die with these bastards!

Commissioner Huang kept praying in his heart, praying that Carl was not going to raid the Devil's lair, but just to have some fun.

But unfortunately, after wiping his guns, Karl pursed his lips and smiled.

"Well, the senior's analysis is right. The demon party probably thinks the same way. They are probably preparing for the cooking competition now, so they never thought that we would attack them at this time. Senior, this is the best thing.

It’s a chance, right?”

Karl picked up an action box with the logo of Vanzhuo Academy and placed it in front of Huang Xiaobei.

A smile that is extremely sincere.

"Senior, you can put on your equipment now. I have chosen two submachine guns for you, a tactical long knife and a few hand grenades. Please rest assured that we will stand in front of you at the critical moment."

"Haha, excuse me."

Huang Xiaobei turned around and left. Karl grabbed the corner of Huang Xiaobei's clothes unhurriedly and smiled slightly.

"Senior, don't bother me, I really don't bother you."

"Hey, please let me go, I don't want to die for the party so early!"
Chapter completed!