"Damn Qanon!"

Thinking of my situation during this period, I felt like an angry polar bear being locked up in a house, feeling extremely uncomfortable all over my body.

I reached out and touched my head. There was no hairdresser to take care of it. Small hairs had grown on my head and it felt very uncomfortable to touch.

"I really want to find a barber!"

Gorzhensky muttered, but he had to stay here.

Because he can't guarantee that he can come back after leaving here.

The superiors need him to stay here to facilitate possible friendly exchanges in the future.

But it's not his amulet.

In fact, after what happened last time, the two sides had already secretly fallen out.

As the Hongwu incident continued to ferment, more and more people were dug out, which severely damaged the network they had developed over the years, and they had no choice but to cease operations.

At the same time, the information here is also

The other party is just trying to vent his anger. If he goes out, he will be a punching bag.

And this may not be the purpose of Kanon putting him here.

Sacrifice him in exchange for peace between the two parties.

He is a victim.

"Bullshit Qanon! Bastard! Trash!"

Gorzhensky cursed again, but without much anger.

At this point, anger will only become a stumbling block for your progress.

If you want to survive in death, you have to calm down.

What's more, he still has a lot of options, as long as he can leave here...

But here, with so many eyes watching, how easy is it?

"Damn Canon, damn Swallow..."

Gululu…

snap

He picked up the wine bottle and drank all the wine inside, but he didn't feel drunk at all.

This kind of Chinese liquor is a bit spicy when you drink it, but it tastes good.

I just don't know if the guy who bought it was fooling him. I always feel like it was mixed with water. Otherwise, if I drink it, I will feel more awake.

Cursing a few words in his mind, Gorzhensky sat back on his chair, and then thought of the swallow who was once beside him.

He didn't understand that he trusted her so much that he even entrusted her with his secret research.

Why betray him?

Power? Status? Or...

Gorzhensky frowned and looked between his legs.

His face instantly turned sinister.

But since the last time I was frightened, I have a strong body, but I can't show the majestic appearance of a man.

Especially when parting from the tenderness of the two previous people, it was so unpleasant!

Thinking of this, his heart was filled with panic again.

Suddenly, he realized a possibility.

Yanzi's betrayal was because he couldn't satisfy her.

After all, that woman's needs in this area are not generally strong.

"I heard that Huaxia's medicinal wine is very powerful. I have to ask someone to make a bottle to try!"

Gorczynski suddenly remembered what happened recently.

China has developed a health product that is said to be able to regulate the body, but the side effects are...

Good news for men.

I don’t know if there is such a thing in these forty-nine cities.

If it's useful, then no matter what, you have to get this thing.

Thinking of this, Gorzhensky thought about how to get the things.

bang bang bang

There was a sudden knock on the door. Gorczynski sat up straight and felt a little dizzy.

He wants to take back what he just said, the wine here is still very strong!

The timid voice of the maid came from outside the house, "First, sir, today's newspaper!"

Gorzhensky patted his head, and the habit he had developed over the years still made him put his mind in order, "Come in!"

crunch

The maid obediently brought in a stack of newspapers and placed them in front of Gorzhensky.

A simple outfit clearly outlines a woman's strong features. This outfit that pleases the old aristocratic era has not been abolished due to the promotion of civilization.

On the contrary, this liberating nature is admired by more and more people in power.

At this moment, every move of the maid was full of temptation.

But Gorzhensky gritted his teeth and looked away.

Because he really doesn't feel anything.

The maid put down her things, then immediately lowered her head and went out, closing the door behind her.

Only then did Gorzhensky pick up the newspaper on the table.

Look at it one by one.

Finally, I stopped for a while at a People’s Daily newspaper.

Then he opened it and stared.

His fingers were tapping on the table, and the regular rhythm was like a musical note. He picked up the pen in his left hand and wrote down the numbers one by one on the newspaper next to him.

When his fingers stopped, Gorczynski closed his eyes and began to remember.

In my mind, there seemed to be a book turning rapidly.

Then, he found a piece of text.

After another moment, Gorzhensky opened his eyes and his expression became serious.

Where did you find so many things?

However, he had no doubt that the information was correct, because the person who delivered the information was his last trump card and his direct subordinate.

Thoughts were running through his mind, but after a moment he suddenly grinned.

"This matter is an opportunity!"

Gorzhensky got up and walked around the house, came to the window, looked at the blatant guards below, and suddenly had an idea.

"I remember that the person in charge there seemed to be Beke Jing."

"Haha, I hope the comrades in China will not disappoint me!"

After the words fell, the original intention to spread the news immediately became dim.

"Just give you one day."

"Don't let me betray my good intentions."

Saying this, he took out the last bottle of vodka from the kitchen, pulled out the cork, and started drinking it.
Chapter completed!