Chapter 1212 (2/2)

It's going to take a lot of time to sort out all the treasures that the nuvalians and life diffusers have accumulated over hundreds of millions of years.

I can't go back to talk to Frey in a short time, but I think that guy is not serious?

”Well, then what do you want?”

After making a deal with Ulysses and zawadi, the knell turned to namora, who was fully alive after the bath. She was full of energy and was eating food like a squirrel.

She rubbed her long wet blonde hair, and her slightly upturned eyelashes fluttered twice with the blink of her eyes: ”can I ask for it, too?”

”Ha ha, the next treasure hunt also needs your efforts, and you will get paid for your efforts, which is a matter of course.” Su Ming said with a smile that he has always been such a view, equivalent exchange, you do the work, then you get paid.

Namora thought for a while. She really didn't want anything, because this matter had nothing to do with Atlantis. She just did the CIA mission under the banner of Atlantis.

”Then I want a big house and a car, beautiful one.”

After thinking about it for a long time, she decided to have something practical. The house she had bought with her savings was too small for the palace at the bottom of the sea. She wanted a bigger one. Although she can fly with the little wings on her wrist as namo does, it is more convenient to go out and drive in human society.Money can be exchanged for something, which is the easiest to solve.

”It's good to say that you can choose any house around the world, as well as cars. You can buy any brand.” Su Ming clapped his hands and stood up: ”you eat first, and then I will take you to avenge the savage.”

In the meantime, they were in a safe house in New York.

Fred, who was thought to have nothing serious, was not as relaxed as the death knell thought. Black carbon's premonition was right, and he was going to have an accident himself.

He kept spitting blood and leaning his back against the titanium door of the safety room. His injuries made him a little unstable to hold the gun.

Half of his ribs were broken, his scapula and deltoid were all bruised. He was shot several times in his legs and back. Let alone combat effectiveness. Now there is no shock, which is the result of firm will.

In the secret basement there was only the sound of the ventilator turning, and the panting of his own broken bellows.

Frey shivered and took a piece of military morphine from his black leather pocket and stuck it on his leg. The effect made his vision clearer, at least not as unable to think as before.

He calmed himself down.

The strong door is enough to withstand the enemy for about half an hour. According to the calculation, the black widow who got in touch before that time would come to rescue her. What she has to do now is to delay the time and not let the other party find other ways to break the door.

”Valentine! Why? ” Fred made up his mind and called to his wife outside the door.

It's really her wife, aegis agent Valentina, outside the door, but she's holding a submachine gun in her hand, putting her head to the door and letting her voice go through the crack:

”honey, will you open the door? Let's talk face to face. ”

”Cough, cough.” Frey vomited another mouthful of blood. I'm afraid the gun in his back hit the gut, but he held on without losing consciousness: ”I guess what you want to say is 9mm?”

Valentina also smiled. She looked at the crack under the safety door. She pulled out a test tube filled with green liquid from her pocket and brushed it over the thin glass arc with fingertips of black nail polish.

”You still have the heart to say witty things. My husband is really a hero. Heroes have to... Annoy me.”