Knight of the Light

After living in her twenties, Michelle's heart beat and her mind was confused for the first time. The special agent training she received was completely useless, and her mind couldn't calm down.

Ordinary agents will not run into their own homes directly when they encounter big enemy bosses!

From a professional perspective, Xiao Yang Niu knows how to deal with the current situation. For example, false and conspiring snakes, trying to please, secretly warn, let the family servants and even the mother immediately ask the special police to rescue them.

But from a physiological point of view, Xiao Yang Niu was confused when she saw Zhou Qingfeng. Faced with the natural attraction of a twenty-level tyrant, she even had strong willpower without admiring her on the spot.

Michelle’s apartment is a duplex. She stared coldly at the uninvited guest who broke into the house, and pointed to the spiral staircase in the corner of the living room. “Well, you can live in, but you must listen to me.”

The second floor of the duplex is Michelle's absolute private domain. Usually without permission, even her parents can't set foot. Only her bedroom, study room, large bathroom, semi-permeable balcony and small garden are upstairs.

Standing among the green plants in the garden, you can overlook the entire Central Park through transparent floor-to-ceiling windows. The lights of Manhattan at night are dazzling, like a galaxy.

This is the financial center of the U.S. Empire. A huge amount of funds is flowing again, and the lifeblood of many countries and consortia is controlled here. Dropping a few nuclear bombs will make you crooked.

"It's great to have money." Zhou Qingfeng really couldn't find such a prosperous scene in the imperial capital, standing in the apartment of dozens of floors and looking at it for a long time.

Michelle tidied up the study and prepared to live in Zhou Qingfeng. She just brought two sets of pajamas from downstairs, and she couldn't help but ridicule when she heard these words: "Mr. Hundred Billion, you are already one of the few richest people in the world."

There are countless rich people in the world, and there are people with hundreds of billions of dollars in wealth. But most of the other billionaires are old guys in the seventies and eighties, who are still intertwined with countless constraints.

Only one person in his twenties is still unscrupulous.

But Zhou Qingfeng was not after simple money. He was still looking out the window, and said quietly in Chinese: "Liang Tian Qianqin can't have three meals a day, and the 10,000 rooms in the Guangsha only sleep on a three-foot couch. What I ask for is not for me."

Michelle's Chinese attainments have not yet reached the point where she can understand ancient poems fluently, and she can only roughly understand the literal meaning.

For a country established by slave owners, and for a society that emphasizes individual rights and the interests of small groups, the idea of ​​‘Great Harmony in the World’ is beyond Xiao Yang Niu’s understanding.

Turning around, Zhou Qingfeng put aside the topic, "Michelle, I need your help."

Once the enemy of life and death, we must cooperate closely in the blink of an eye.

The little foreign girl had to sigh that the turning point of fate was so miraculous, and at the same time, she understood that this was an inevitable price-as the old George, a monthly income of tens of millions of dollars was also an irresistible temptation.

You must know that ten years later, the President of Zipper Door gave a speech after he stepped down from office, earning more than seven million US dollars a year, and was amazed by the astonishing high income by the media.

Now Zhou Qingfeng's benefit is tens of millions of dollars a month.

"I'm listening." For money, Michelle had to take it seriously. She went to the bar in the living room to get a drink and asked, "What do you want to drink? Whiskey or brandy?"

"I don't drink." Zhou Qingfeng pulled a rocking chair in the small sky garden and lay down slowly, "The water is just fine."

The little girl brought a bottle of mineral water, "Asshole, you are very disciplined."

"Talking about business." Zhou Qingfeng took the bottled water, unscrewed it, and took a sip. "I hope to use your father's channel to lift the sanctions imposed by the United States on the'Holy Light'."

This sanction is too annoying, and it has increased the cost of "Holy Light" foreign trade. For example, now selling VCDs to Europe, America and Japan, they rely on strange maids carrying them to and from the alchemy workshop.

Enemy investigation is difficult, but the main job of the alchemy workshop is actually to refine magic potions. Zhou Qingfeng said that he didn't care, but he still wanted to get rid of it.

In response to this request, Michelle shook her head directly, "Impossible. Your group is too popular, and Washington is also to face.

Even if the sanctions are invalid, we must continue to get stuck. Otherwise, with your relationship in the Middle East, what should you do to help Iran transport oil? Congress will definitely ask for an investigation. "

Zhou Qingfeng grinned at this, he had long wanted to do an oil business, but he hadn't succeeded. The shipping line was stuck tightly by the Americans. Even if one day breaks through Burma to connect the oil pipeline to the Indian Ocean.

Very depressed.

"Well, let's take the second place. I have an aircraft carrier in the Ukrainian Black Sea Shipyard that has completed the renewal work and is currently shipping it back to the country. But the native chickens are preparing to intercept it, and your CIA is behind it."

Michelle knew that "Holy Light" had bought the "Varyag" in the Black Sea, and it has been continuing to build it for the past two years. Its power system is complete, and it must be returned to China.

There is no way to refuse this request, or even if Michelle refuses, Zhou Qingfeng will definitely use other more explosive methods to achieve his goal. The income of the old George's family will not be damaged by then.

"If I refuse to help you, what will you do?" Michelle asked back.

"What do you think of throwing a nuclear bomb at Ankara?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with a sneer.

The little foreign girl suddenly widened her eyes, "Are you...as for this?"

Zhou Qingfeng sneered, "I didn't throw a nuclear bomb at Washington because Washington has a nuclear counterattack. But what is there in Ankara? Is it the blessing of the sixteen ancestors?"

The little foreign girl curled her lips, "I don't understand what you are saying. I will help you ask, but you are not allowed to do anything until there is no definite result. You must stay within my sight."

"Are you in disguised form to invite me to stay at your house?" Zhou Qingfeng also asked.

When the little foreign girl stayed, she immediately denied: "Asshole, can you think less about it? Is it possible that you have narcissism and feel that everyone will be around you? No matter if others please you, but I definitely won't."

Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and stared at Michelle for a long time. The skin of the little foreign girl is like an ant, and itchy. She angrily said: "Asshole, why are you staring at me?"

"You were just suddenly eager to separate from me. From a behavioral point of view, it can be interpreted as pretending to be a cover up." Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "Perhaps you overestimated your charm?"

"you......!"

Michelle was so angry that she couldn't understand why she always lost her composure when facing Zhou Qingfeng. She always tried her best to guard against her, but she couldn't help it. There were loopholes everywhere. The more so, the more she must refute.

"A narcissist, you are overestimating your charm."

"Okay, don't worry. I'm really here to solve the problem of the'Varyag'." Zhou Qingfeng got up, grabbed the pajamas sent, and passed by the little foreign girl and patted the other person's head, "I'm not here to pursue you of."

Michelle could only be frantic about this, with uncontrollable fluctuations in her mood, clenching her fists like'incompetent fury' and staring at Zhou Qingfeng's back with anger.

Zhou Qingfeng went to the study, and after a while he came out and asked, "Where are the bathroom and toilet?"

Michelle didn't want to speak angrily, but after a moment she shouted, "Asshole, come out of me. That is my private bathroom. If you use it, I have to take it down."