Chapter 3096 (2/2)
It's good that the old manor is used as a base. It's just to reproduce some modernization. I'm afraid it has to spend money to transform. It's so annoying. I don't know if 30 million start-up capital is enough? Should we build a swimming pool? As a white haired duck, it's normal to like to take a bath, isn't it?
Now, there's no trouble.
In front of me is a circle of barbed wire, surrounded by a huge Sanlian warehouse, which is worse than the airport hangar, even if the hangar is still secondhand goods from the cold war.
What the hell is this place? Wild grass grows in the rocks along the roadside. Hey! And are you serious about the human shaped holes in the barbed wire? What's the difference between this and no defense?
It was as if he felt the disdainful look of the duck. Nick Frey's face remained unchanged. His face might have been lost in the battlefield of World War II. At this time, the corner of his mouth tilted and opened his mouth:
”It's remote enough. For our business, hidden and safe places are the first choice.”
Unfortunately, the duck is not an ordinary person. He doesn't believe it at all. He just looks at Frey like a monkey to see how he continues to make it up.
But why should Frey explain to others when he acts all his life?
He just picked up the tablet in his hand and shook it at Howard's strange duck, indicating that the other party should not forget that he still had a handle in his hand.
Sure enough, the strange duck immediately withered and bowed his head like a life.
In this way, the marinated egg even felt that his black fur coat was more colorful. He drilled through the humanoid hole in the barbed wire and signaled the eagle eye to follow after stopping the car:
”Come on, Mr. dak, I'll show you the secret base hidden under the warehouse, and then introduce my carefully selected twelve team members to you. Although there are several thorns, I believe you will have a way to lead them.”
Is that $30 million for ducks? No, it's a prize pool. Frey had plans.
Duck is an outsider and doesn't have much force. If he wants to resist, he can only rely on throwing money and soul chicken soup. Ducks can talk and bring their own chicken soup. Frey just needs to fill another board, and the ship can set sail in the multiverse!
Hearing that there was an underground base, the strange duck looked a lot better. He comforted himself that maybe the ground buildings were dilapidated and the underground was very high-tech?
That's good.
So he staggered, jumped over the humanoid hole, followed Frey, and let the eagle eye behind the hall.
Clint was more careful when he crossed the fence. He looked at the gap of the barbed wire, because he remembered that these holes didn't exist when he came here last time
However, the king of leading agents has nothing. What mouth does he have as a level 6 agent? Just keep up.
The two walked in the moonlight. The moonlight was as soft as water. Their shadows were as ferocious as monsters. In this way, they disappeared into the deeper darkness.
”Hidden elevator, good.” Open the small door next to the warehouse's large rolling curtain door, pass through the shelves full of sundries, turn left and right, and then go to a plain toilet. Watching Frey open the secret passage, the duck praised.
But the praised Frey didn't show his joy. He just turned his head to the eagle eye, made a tactical gesture, took out his pistol and opened the insurance:
”It smells of blood.”
”Let me in front, director. Be careful.”
Eagle eye pulled out the bow and arrow behind him, pulled the bow to build it, and aimed at the door of the elevator. At this time, the lift car was rising slowly, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger.