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It seems the mission is accomplished.

Hunhun breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"Can I choose one piece from so many jewels?" Yamabuki Hanajin's voice suddenly came from behind them.

Hun was so scared that he almost drove the car into the river.

"I'm very curious now, who exactly are you? Why are you pretending to be Miss Joel's daughter?" Twilight asked.

How did you figure out I was faking it?

“Mothers and daughters often share some similarities, but you two have absolutely nothing in common. If Miss Joel is a gentle, virtuous, and kind woman, then you are a complete madwoman. Alright, shall we have an open and honest talk?” Twilight asked.

As long as the other party is willing to talk, I will definitely be able to extract information from them.

Chapter 640 (Main Text 641) Dusk: Brats are the most annoying!

"No." Yamabuki Hanajin refused outright.

Why should I have an open and honest conversation with a spy?

You'll definitely use all sorts of methods to trick me into telling the truth. Do you think I don't know what you're really thinking?

But you'd never guess that I'd already said what I really meant from the very beginning.

While driving, Huang Hun calmly said, "This situation is very disadvantageous for you, isn't it? I admit your equipment is powerful, but if such a powerful weapon is used inside a car, you'll get caught in it too. Besides, you're just a ten-year-old child after all. Can you handle two well-trained agents like us?"

Yamabuki Hanajin nodded: "That makes sense."

"So if you don't cooperate with me, don't blame me for being impolite. Although I may seem kind, I am a genuine spy after all, and I have countless ways to get people to tell the truth. You're only ten years old, and you don't want to have psychological trauma for the rest of your life, do you?" Huang Hun said quietly.

He certainly wouldn't lay a hand on a child, but he could certainly scare people.

Fear was written all over Yamabuki Hanajin's cute face: "You wouldn't be such a beast, would you? Doing that kind of thing to a little kid."

"Ahem, if you don't tell the truth, I'll..."

"Cut off my hands? Peel off my skin to make human skin lanterns?"

"Cough cough cough!" Huang Hun almost choked. What kind of nonsense is going on in your head, kid?

"What I mean is... I mean you... you..." Huang Hun thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what to do with this girl, after all, she was just a ten-year-old child.

“I understand. You’re going to break both my hands and sell me to some special shops so I can serve those greasy old men.”

"No... what are you thinking about?" Huang Hun's eyes twitched.

Thank goodness I didn't choose a daughter with that kind of personality, otherwise I would definitely be tormented to death.

"Or how about some ancient tortures? Scraping my flesh off piece by piece? Lingchi? Gouging out my eyes? Cutting off my nose! Do you want to take me to a secluded place and enjoy me alone? How terrifying, my mother actually likes a man like you!" Yamabuki Hanajin put on a weak and pitiful appearance.

Enjoy it.

"That's enough! Who would do those things?" Huang Hun suddenly realized that, without knowing when it started, her own rhythm had been completely controlled. If the other person made her angry, she would get angry; if the other person made her happy, she would be happy.

I never expected a ten-year-old girl to have such powerful abilities.

Oh, dusk, after all these years as a secret agent, how come you're no match for a ten-year-old girl?

"I've been wondering why you adopted Anya. Now I think I understand. You're the legendary lolicon, right? Adopting Anya was for some impure motives, I understand." Yamabuki Hanajin continued to intensify her efforts from the side.

Huang Hun's face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "Don't talk nonsense, how could I be a lolicon?"

"What? You're not even a lolicon? Are you not a normal man? I get it, your orientation is different from ordinary people, you must like men. Am I right?" Yamabuki Hanajin suddenly saw Frank next to her: "Uncle, you and Twilight have been partners for many years, right? Is the person Twilight has a crush on you?"

At dusk, my foot trembled and I almost stepped on the gas and sped off.

Why are things getting more and more outrageous?

Is this mouth of hers capable of talking people to death without consequence?

Frank suddenly turned to look at Dusk, his eyes filled with affection: "Dusk, my good brother, although I will not accept your love, I have received your feelings."

"Get my foot! How could I possibly like you! No, I like women, and I'm not a lolicon... Why do I feel like I'm making things worse by explaining myself? Let's just throw this girl out." Huang Hun couldn't help but yell.

After calming himself down, Huang Hun turned his gaze to the jewelry. Suddenly, he noticed a ring and picked it up.

He's planning to propose tonight, so how can he not have a decent ring?

"And you, if you dare say another word, don't blame me for being rude. There are two grown men here, so you can predict the consequences yourself." Huang Hun really didn't want to threaten a child, but this brat was just too infuriating.

"I never imagined that such a renowned top agent would threaten a ten-year-old girl." Suddenly, Yamabuki Hanajin rolled down the car window and yelled at the people outside, "Help! Someone's kidnapping me! They're stealing my child!"

In an instant, many people stopped coming to visit, and some were even preparing to call the police.

"Come back here! My lifelong reputation is ruined! Okay, okay, I know I was wrong. What did I do wrong to deserve meeting a genius like you?" Huang Hun was exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Just then, many cars started chasing after us.

It was an enemy agent who had infiltrated the museum.

This intelligence was extremely important to them; if the enemy were to steal it, they would certainly be punished.

"Oh no, if we keep getting entangled with them like this... I'm afraid I won't make it to the banquet?" Huang Hun frowned.

He had already guessed that the girl in the car had nothing to do with Miss Joel.

Most likely it was because this scoundrel's smooth talk that made Miss Joel believe she really had a daughter.

I must say, he truly lives up to his reputation as a top agent; his guess was spot on.

Yamabuki Hanajin took out a few bullets and held them in her hand, enchanting them.

Huang Hun kept watching this scene through the rearview mirror.

Now he has to believe that magic exists.

"What are you trying to do?" Huang Hun asked.

"What else can I do? Hold them off for you. The banquet starts in three minutes. You must get there within three minutes. Don't worry, I'll be there within three minutes too." Yamabuki Hanajin loaded the bullets into the chamber one by one, then kicked the car door open and flew out through it.

Frank stared in disbelief at the scene.

"Actually, I feel like the two of us probably can't beat her. Her equipment is way too advanced," Frank couldn't help but complain.

"Never mind, I'm going to be late for my date. Only three minutes left, buckle up, I'm about to go on a speeding ride." Dusk floored the accelerator.

I hope to arrive at the banquet before the countdown ends.

Almost simultaneously, an explosion was heard behind him.

How can a single bullet exert the power of a high-explosive bomb? What is the underlying principle? I'm not a scientist, so I really can't explain it.

Finally, as the countdown was about to end, dusk arrived at the banquet venue.

I'm preparing to propose.

Chapter 641 (Main Text 642) Yamabuki: All-you-can-eat dog food every day

five minutes ago.

Joel stood dejectedly at the entrance of the banquet.

I got stood up.

Mr. Lloyd did not come, and his daughter had disappeared.

It seems I have no right to get married or be a mother.

so sad.

For the first time, Miss Joel, who had always been dedicated to murder, felt what loss truly meant.

"No, no, I need to cheer up. I still have to attend the banquet and can't spoil everyone's fun." Miss Joel entered the banquet alone.

Everyone else at the banquet was in pairs, but she was all alone.

The female colleagues were all whispering to their male partners.

"A person attending a banquet all by themselves, how pitiful."

"Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you."

"So what if we hear it? She's so old, neither married nor has a boyfriend. Maybe she's a spy?"

Joel sat alone in the corner.

I feel so frustrated and disappointed.

Maybe I shouldn't have come in the first place.

Let's go back after we finish this drink.

Just as Joel was about to drink the wine in his glass, the banquet doors suddenly opened, and Dusk walked into the center of the banquet, panting and looking a little disheveled.

"I'm so...so sorry, I'm late because of work." Huang Hun wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Joel's initial frustration vanished instantly.

"And me, sorry, something came up and I was held up a bit." Yamabuki Hanajin walked in carrying his bolt-action rifle.

"Where are the pursuers?" Huang Hun asked in a low voice.

"We're temporarily free," Yamabuki Hanajin said proudly.

Millie stared at the dusk, then looked at Joel.

Impossible, absolutely impossible. How could her boyfriend be more handsome than mine?

"Excuse me, let me introduce you. This is my daughter, Tanya. This is my boyfriend, Lloyd."

Millie looked at Joel in horror: "Daughter? Aren't you always single? Why do you have a daughter? You never told me about this before?"

"Well... there are some special reasons..." Joel didn't know how to explain.

The idea of ​​a daughter being assigned a job by the state sounds a bit strange.

“There’s something wrong, isn’t there? There’s definitely something wrong. You didn’t hire this man, did you? And I even saw you going to a hotel with another man yesterday,” Millie said immediately.

“Well… there’s a reason for that…” Joel couldn’t very well say that he was on a mission as an assassin.

"Stop talking." Millie's boyfriend gently tugged at Millie's arm.

"Why can't I talk about what I've done? Am I afraid others will find out?"

Ugh.

The most terrifying thing about women is jealousy. Yamabuki Hanajin raised her bolt-action rifle and, amidst the panicked expressions of the crowd, fired. The bullet grazed Millie's face and shattered the glass behind her.

Everyone at the banquet screamed.

Joel and Dusk immediately lowered their gun barrels.

"You can't just fire a gun in this situation. What if someone gets hurt?"

"Yes, even if it doesn't hurt people, it's not good to hurt the flowers and plants."

"I'm sorry, something urgent has come up at my home, so I'll have to take my leave now." Joel bowed slightly to everyone.

Millie's face turned ashen, and she trembled uncontrollably with fear.

If that bullet had been just a little off, my head would have been blown to bits.

As dusk fell, he got into the car with the two girls, and this busy day finally came to an end.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of tires screeching violently against the ground behind me.

Dusk immediately realized that the pursuers had arrived, and he stepped on the gas, sending the car flying.

"Didn't you say the pursuers had been dealt with?" Twilight shouted at Yamabuki Hanajin.

"I said it's temporarily settled. Don't you understand the word 'temporarily'? I've run out of bullets." Yamabuki Hanajin retorted without any politeness.

Joel had no idea what was going on.

"Um... um... I'm a psychiatrist, and these are all patients suffering from bipolar disorder, right?" Huang Hun raised his voice.

“Yes, I can confirm that I’ve been at Dr. Lloyd’s hospital this afternoon,” Yamabuki Hanajin added.

“These mental patients are so pitiful.” Joel looked at the patients with naivety.

At this moment, a car rushed up and blocked Huang Hun's car. With no other option, everyone had to get out of the car and walk. Meanwhile, enemy agents rushed up. Although Huang Hun, as an agent, had more functional skills, his physical skills were by no means weak either. He easily took down two enemies.

At this point, Joel raised his hand and asked, "Aren't these patients? Isn't it a big deal to beat up patients? Won't the patients' families complain?"

“This…” Twilight was searching for an explanation when Yamabuki Hanajin stepped in to smooth things over: “Could this be the legendary beating therapy? Restoring the patient’s mind to its original state through indiscriminate beatings? I’ve heard that the founder of this therapy was an expert named Jotaro Kujo. I never expected to see it here.”

Joel suddenly realized that the real world is full of wonders, and there was even such a treatment method.