After entering the car, Michael Cowen felt a heavy blow on the back of his neck, and then he fell down softly.

The car went back a little, and the engine roared even more violently as many wolves perceived badness.

Acceleration Acceleration Acceleration.

As they did not leave Michael, they did not leave the roaring car.

In just a blink of an eye, the car left only a fleeting taillight and two splashing water curtains for the wolves present.

The few people who saw the opportunity were quick and reacted quickly. They stopped the werewolf who were surrounding him as soon as possible, and after a few red light spots and a few muffled sounds, they all twitched and staggered to the bottom.

Seeing this scene, the werewolf, who was sensitive, had realized that there was a sniper around who had been in secret and had been waiting until now.

Lucien, who rushed out of the floor and personally led a group of wolves under his command, looked at the car body that was blending into the darkness, and felt his eyes burst into pieces!

This rainy night is destined to be a night that makes many people unable to sleep peacefully.

Hilton Budapest.

Colson looked at Meng Ao who was pushing the door and breathing a sigh of relief: "You are finally back."

"This tone should not appear on you. You are a calm expert." Meng Ao threw the soft Michael on the sofa and glanced at Colson.

"Don't say that, I'm also worried about your safety." Colson felt a little aggrieved.

"Although you are sitting here, I think every move on the battlefield will be broadcast live by Natasha for you a long time ago? As a support sniper, I believe she has this free time." Meng Ao pointed out incisively.

"It's too straightforward." Colson, who was exposed, showed his signature and kind smile again.

"Where is the big guy? Is everything okay?" Meng Ao asked Stark.

"Nothing better. Now he may be pulling two tall and long-legged beautiful journalists, talking in his room friendly and affectionately, or doing what men like to do to beautiful women." Colson shrugged and spread his hands and replied cleverly: "According to him, this is another decent and exciting night."

"When will I send him away? You know, the city may be a little messy lately." Meng Ao poured himself a glass of wine.

For the sake of his actions tonight, he deliberately adjusted some things before the action, and as much as possible, his emotions changed from excitement to calm down.

Many people do some dangerous things in the early stage, even if they look expressionless on the surface and maintain their usual calmness, they are actually like a surgeon who is about to be driven on the shelf for a major operation as soon as they hold a scalpel. No matter how calm he looks, his inner uneasiness will rush.

Emotions and thinking are like a sudden opening of a floodgate, much more active than usual.

And this kind of activity is difficult to disappear in people even when the event is over.

After the college entrance examination, there are indeed students who don’t care about the exam and are willing to go all out, but more of them will recall their answers in their minds over and over again, or they will confirm and compare the answers with the students who are good at studying around them, check for the shortcomings and make up for the missing points, and estimate their scores.

The brain-wrenching robber robbed the bank. Even if he had made all plans in advance, he would patiently recall whether there were any flaws in the process and deal with possible hidden dangers afterwards.

Meng Ao's emotions were stable from beginning to end, but after Colson's words landed, a little spark suddenly splashed in his heart. When his eyes fell on the door and entered, the white queen Emma, ​​the spark suddenly burned into a small flame.

"Soon, maybe he will say goodbye to us during the day and take his arms to his trip to the Middle East." Colson said with a smile.

"What's wrong with him?" Colson's eyes finally turned to Michael Cowen, who was unconscious on the sofa, shook his head in the direction of him, and glanced at Meng Ao.

"I was just knocked out, so I avoid asking too many questions at that time." Meng Ao was very calm, "I think you should do it if you explain to him or her.

"Will the action tonight expose our base?" Colson asked cautiously: "The environment here is good."

"I changed three cars in the middle, and Ada and Natasha were dealing with the last traces and traces. They were professional. Although I didn't expect to hide it for a long time, I was sure of a few days. At that time, your people should have arrived."

Meng Ao sat sideways on a wide armrest with long hair and some other hair. While looking back at Colson casually, he waved to Emma, ​​and signaled her to approach her.

Seeing the beautiful eyes of the White Queen Aoma summoned by Meng Ao, she chuckled and leaned over, stuffing her plump and soft body into his open arms. Meng Ao's hand touched the delicate and naked skin of the White Queen Aoma's slender waist, and she felt that the little flame in her heart was even more awesome as if fuel was added.

"Then you rest, I'll do the rest." This time Colson glanced at the abnormality between Meng Ao and Emma, ​​the White Queen. He coughed and stepped forward to pull up the unconscious Michael Cowen from the sofa. He walked towards the door like a drunken person, and after leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door for Meng Ao and the other two in the room.

Meng Ao looked at Emma, ​​the White Queen in his arms. He couldn't see his own eyes, but he knew that there was a burning fire in his eyes at this moment.

In the luxurious master bedroom, the loud sounds on the screen and TV on the wall cannot hide the waves of the tide and the sound of inexplicable liquid stirring. A straight and slender legs are like an upright flagpole, and the slender and sexy feet are like willow branches in the wind. The wind sways willows, almost madly, shaking violently with the shaking of the bed.

With a long and charming whisper, the wide and thick mattress that had been shaking rapidly for a long time suddenly stopped, and the beautiful feet that were shaking wildly suddenly stood stiff, their slender toes tightly clasped together like broad beans, and the sexy soles of the feet were like clouds in the sky, squeezed out a series of ravines piled up together. The whole bedroom seemed to be in tranquility, but the sound on the big screen TV on the wall seemed to be even louder.

On the bed, Meng Ao pushed away the sweaty long leg hanging on his shoulder, tilted his body slightly, and collapsed directly on the soft pillow on the side, his chest rising and falling, and while breathing, he glanced at the TV screen on the wall opposite.

"Is it okay to do it today?" Emma, ​​the White Queen, pulled a few tissues and carefully cleaned up for Meng Ao and herself. She murmured to Meng Ao softly while asking in detail.
Chapter completed!