I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 295 Betrayed With Thousand Faces? "Exploded" the proprietress and the head-down master

at this time.

The basement cold room of the hotel.

The proprietress stepped into the cold and foggy cold room, walked past rows of metal shelves, passed chicken, pork and other ingredients, and came to the "fish".

The eyelashes and hair of the little day who lost contact on the Internet were covered with frost, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly: "Mom, I, no..."

The proprietress caressed Little Day's face lovingly: "Then how did the people around you get on the same boat as you, and how did they find our hotel directly?"

An unconscious middle-aged woman lay next to Xiao Day. There was no doubt that she was the missing undercover agent.

The proprietress has always been satisfied with Little Day.

Not only because of Xiao Day's good looks, but also because of his personality, the most important thing is that he is very obedient.

But it's a little unclear now.

He wanted to cooperate with the police.

Could it be that because of Yan Jiu's attention, his conscience discovered before his death that he wanted to serve the motherland?
Don't be too ridiculous, abandoned and muddy people like them don't need a conscience!
Think of Yan Jiu.

The proprietress thought of Yan Jiu's evil way, and it seemed that she was going to ask the master of the lower head for some talismans.

When the proprietress was lost in thought.

Little Day shook his head and repeated: "I haven't."

On the way back to country T, she met an aunt who had gone abroad to find her family, and she kindly introduced country T to her.

She didn't expect to be seen by the "eyes", and she didn't expect that the aunt would be an undercover agent.

No wonder when we were on the boat, the aunt seemed hesitant to talk and didn't want to talk to her.

It's all because she has no eyesight.

Do something bad with good intentions.

Little Day was carried out of the refrigerator by the proprietress in a daze, but instead of relaxing, she was worried.

The proprietress pushed Xiao Day into a door, and said meaningfully: "Dress up a little, and accompany the guests well later. After all, I have been with me for so long, my mother will buy you an urn."

She lit a women's cigarette and leaned against the cold wall, puffing out smoke rings.

A voice suddenly came: "Urn? Buy it from me, buy one get two free, borrow a fire before buying."

Accompanying the sound was a cigarette.

The proprietress looked at Yan Jiu suddenly, and she quickly backed away: "Why are you on the first floor!?"

There are guards between the first floor and the first floor, in order to prevent tourists from breaking in by mistake and breaking their secrets.

Wasn't the person in front of her placed in Room 406 where incense was burned?How could it appear in front of her?
Moreover, why did she find her location in the intricate and maze-like underground! ?

Yan Jiu played with a cigarette she had snatched, and the cigarette rolled back and forth between her fingers: "They don't want me to come down, there is no way, since the opinions are not in harmony, then I have to knock them out to make the opinions look harmonious."

The proprietress: "!?"

She originally thought that the man in front of her was a good fish that could be auctioned off under the spotlight.

Never thought it was a megalodon.

The proprietress blew a whistle.

soon.

Countless burly thugs who stayed on the first floor came out from behind the door, and they clenched their fists.

He locked onto Yan Jiu fiercely.

The proprietress sat gracefully on the chair brought by the thugs, squinting her eyes and blowing the smoke rings: "Catch alive, be careful, don't hurt her face."

Stop talking.

The sound of bones breaking three times a second.

The smoke ring has not dissipated.

Yan Jiu quickly got rid of everyone.

Teleport to the boss lady.

Yan Jiu's index finger and middle finger were always holding a cigarette, she smiled and looked down at the proprietress sitting on the chair.

The proprietress only felt a creepy chill crawling up her spine from the soles of her feet.

The eyes of the person in front of him are indifferent, as if looking at someone who is about to die, and there is nowhere to hide the terrifying attack power all over his body, as if he can reap the lives wherever he looks at any time.

Could this method be a white-clothed head-down master! ?
Shortly after.

Little Day freshened up and walked out of the room before she lamented her fate.

The thug who collapsed on the ground made her lose her voice in fright.

Let's look at the boss lady who has always been arrogant.

Kneeling tremblingly on the ground, lighting a fire for someone sitting on a chair with shaking hands.

Little Day: "!?"

With a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, Yan Jiu said, "Bring Comrade Yin out of the freezer, and your merits will make you a good family in the next life."

She took a drag on her cigarette.

Found nothing cool.

While Xiao Day was stunned, Yan Jiu extinguished the cigarette on the back of the proprietress' hand.

The proprietress' cry of pain awakened little day's confused thoughts, and she ran to the refrigerator, perhaps in a hurry to save someone, perhaps to stay away from Yan Jiu, or perhaps both.

However, the proprietress could not stay away.

Yan Jiu's bad behavior made the proprietress panic and hurt, even her chest trembled.

But she couldn't care less about the pain.

He asked Yan Jiu again and again who he was.

Yan Jiu repeated: "Me?"

next second.

The proprietress saw the certificate of the general counsel of the special agency of country Z, and she collapsed to the ground like an invertebrate creature.

No amount of arrogance can support her.

She doesn't understand.

They were clearly abducting and selling in country Z very cautiously, and what they caught today was just a small undercover agent. Why did they let the special bureau come forward?Moreover, it was the general counsel who came forward!
Isn't this overkill! ?
As an insignificant low-level person on the Rose Cross pyramid, the proprietress knows more or less about the special bureau.

Although it's not as thunderous as Yan Jiu's name, it's enough to make her avoid things.

Who would have thought that the curator of the funeral parlor = the general counsel of the national special agency?

Can't find it online at all!
At this time.

Yan Jiu patted the proprietress's face lightly: "Someone protects you from being discovered by the police from various countries, who is it?"

While begging for mercy, the proprietress half-truthfully said: "Let me go, I don't know, I really don't know! Qianmian, he is our connector, he knows the most!"

Yan Jiu only said: "Call everyone back, why don't I make it up for you?"

The proprietress shook her head wildly. She dialed the number impatiently. In front of Yan Jiu, she didn't dare to make small moves at all, and she could only rely on the people who came to have some skills.

For example, thousands of noodles.

That's the closest person to the head-down master!
There must be a way to dampen the spirit of the person in front of him!
Qianmian, who was closest to the head-subduing master, suddenly sneezed, and he sneaked into the hotel in disguise.

He wanted to send a letter to the proprietress, saying that he was being watched by Yan Jiu and needed to hide.

Just in case, he thought that the proprietress also needed to buy some peace charms from the lowering master.

But he didn't expect that the proprietress he found today seemed to have the attribute of self-abuse.

He was kneeling on the ground and slapping himself, counting each slap.

Qianmian frowned: "Why do you have so many stinking problems? Do you want to commit suicide tomorrow after you abuse yourself today?"

The proprietress: "..." Do you think I think so?
Yan Jiu appeared suddenly: "Futong, Fuluo, Hupo, Gumantong, where did you get them?"

Qian Mian was taken aback by Yan Jiu behind him.

He subconsciously looked at the proprietress, seeing that no one reprimanded him, he thought Yan Jiu was the proprietress' new daughter.

Qianmian admired Yan Jiu's good looks in disguise, completely ignoring the lady boss who winked at him until her eyes twitched.

"You understand these too?"

"Well, it's probably your mother who told you that the head drop master is our umbrella."

"I bought these things from Master Jiang at a huge price, just to resist Yan Jiu's attention."

After hearing Qian Mian's words, the proprietress didn't have time to think about it, and Yan Jiu paid attention to Qian Mian.

She almost spit out a mouthful of old blood: You fucking exploded the head-down master and me! ?
Yan Jiu looked at the proprietress thoughtfully: "Oh~ let's ask for some too."

Thousands of faces do not doubt that there is him: "Add a friend, I will send you the general address of the head-down master."

After sending the address.

Qian Mian stretched his waist: "After thinking about it, it's still the safest place for you. I'll avoid the limelight for a few days before I talk about it."

After greeting the proprietress, he skillfully found an empty room, went in and locked the door.

Cut off the proprietress who hesitated to speak.

Yan Jiu tilted his head to look at the proprietress, and lowered his voice: "I don't know about the head-down master~"

The proprietress backed up against the wall.

now.

She wanted to kill thousands of faces, but the other party completely "selled" her and the head-down master!

(End of this chapter)