When Duan Laoer heard this, he subconsciously muttered in his heart.

His grandmother, why did Zhang Yatou report everything to you? Why do you know everything? But then I thought about it, Duan Laoer realized something was wrong again.

He thought about it slightly in his mind, then slapped his forehead and screamed, "Grandma! Good old Ouyang, I understand, it turns out that this Laozi potion was what you instructed Zhang Yatou to hit me!"

When Ouyang Kun heard this, he immediately looked elsewhere, but said seriously, "In the face of national security, these small methods are harmless, right? I also had to do this because of the situation...

After all, the Ministry of Anliu in our country is now short of talents, especially those who are powerful and talented, who are unwilling to join us on their own initiative, so you can only use this method to keep you."

"I'll keep your grandma's legs!"

When Duan Laoer heard this, he didn't know that he had been plotted? The guy was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stared at Ouyang Kun and said, "Good you, Old Ouyang, I'll do it all the time, but I'll do it!"

However, although the anger was in the atmosphere, Duan Laoer was not completely lost. After all, he has been plotted now. He will not do anything when he makes trouble. He is not the one who suffers in the end?

So he took a few deep breaths, suppressed the three-foot ghost fire in his heart, and gritted his teeth and said to Ouyang Kun, "Tell me, you old monkey spirit, what do you want me to do again this time!"

As he said that, Duan Lao Er took off his backpack and sat back immediately, but his helpless expression was written all over his face, and he obviously refused this matter in his heart.

Seeing this, Ouyang Kun smiled secretly in his heart and said seriously, "It's not a big deal. I want you to go to Bohai Deep Sea Prison to ask two people out, one is what 6 Yongsen and the others need now, and the other...

It seems that it is safe to ship it alone if you are the only one."

Duan Laoer glared at him and said, "You might as well throw Zhang San's ancestor to me!"

Ouyang Kun nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, as far as we look, there is a very lack of this ability and warriors in our team who are involved in combat. As long as Zhang San's ability is fully utilized, it will be a force that cannot be ignored, so I decided to activate her again."

Duan Laoer scratched his head when he heard this, smoked a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. After taking a few deep breaths, he said fiercely, "Twenty million is not a second price, and you must pay first! His grandma's, your work is damn fatal!"

Ouyang Kun frowned, with a embarrassed look on his face. He slowly picked up his pipe and sighed, "You also know that our Ministry of National Security is not a rich institution. Our activities are all contributed by taxpayers, and..."

When Duan Laoer saw Ouyang Kun and wanted to talk again, he waved his hand to stop him and said impatiently, "That's right, don't fool me with your old tunes, I don't want to hear them. You cried poorly all day and said how frugal you are. Have you ever seen those officials outside who are in sesame and mung beans beans be able to be greedy for tens of millions a year?

You guys kept saying that they were protecting China for the whole day, but they didn’t know that the country was rotting everywhere!”

Duan Lao Er became more and more angry as he spoke. After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, he continued, "Do you know why I don't want to have a relationship with you?"

I will tell you now that my damn thing is that I don’t want to work hard for the borers in those countries! And sometimes I wish I could come early to kill these turtles!

What you want me to do is what a great mission? Then what he is doing is a major task to save the entire Chinese nation. Is it too much for me to have 20 million yuan?

Sorry, please forgive me for being so realistic. Let’s leave it here first. No 20 million yuan can be lost. You must also pay in advance, otherwise there will be no discussion on this matter!”

Duan Laoer's squirting in his slightest line made Ouyang Kun sigh in his heart.

Yes, there are so many problems with this nation, so why doesn’t he know about Ouyang Kun? But their accusations are to resist the erosion of those external forces. They can’t even control other things. What can I do?

What else can I do except sigh twice?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Kun couldn't help but smoke in melancholy and sighed, "I don't know what you said? It's just that there are some things that we can't do.

By the way, I heard through some channels that you made so much money, not all for your own benefit. I heard that you have done a lot of good things with the money you made.”

Duan Lao Er raised his eyebrows and said, "You have asked a lot, but I earned all this money with my life. No matter how much I spend it, I don't need to report it to you."

Stop talking nonsense, the price is 20 million yuan at a time. If you agree, nod if you don’t agree, and if you don’t talk nonsense, I will leave immediately.”

Ouyang Kun thought about it after hearing this, and then smiled and said, "Okay, deal."

...

In the Tibetan area of ​​China, in a hidden Buddhist temple in the Himalayas mountains.

Several warriors wearing black ninja samurai uniforms and coats outside struggled to guard the main entrances and exits of the hall vigilantly.

In the Buddhist temple, Heiji, Chunzi, Park Jianyu and others were sitting side by side, while in front of them, Lama Renqing was sitting cross-legged on the ground facing the larger bronze statue.

At this time, he was shaking his exquisite prayer wheel with one hand and chanting some scripture that was difficult to understand with his eyes closed.

The atmosphere in the hall was very silent. The lama was chanting the scriptures, and the generals just sat cross-legged there without any noise disturbing him.

However, this calm did not last long, and was broken by a scattered sound of footsteps.

Three lamas in long robes slowly walked in from outside the hall, one of them holding a woman in his hand.

The woman looked only twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a typical windbreaker suit that only passengers would wear, and a big mountaineering bag on her back.

But at this time, the woman was unconscious and was in a coma.

Heiji and others who were originally squatting in the hall heard the movement and turned their heads to look over. Among them, Park Jianwoo recognized who the unconscious woman was at first sight, and immediately stood up from the ground with a "scarlet" sound.

"Jian Yujun, what are you doing?" Chunzi couldn't help asking when he saw Park Jianyu get up.

"Oh... I just want to see who the person they brought back was." Park Jianwoo also realized that his reaction was not normal, so he quickly sat back and smiled apologetically.
Chapter completed!