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Inside the battleship's office.

Saturna did not know that she had walked on the edge of death, but looked at Kyle in the office chair with concern and waited for his next instructions and instructions.

This view of Kyle secretly laughed, the Soviet Red House training agents are indeed World's top, from super agent to the agent's ability and quality should be complete.

Don't look at Shatana, who is just a minor agent training student. Her combat strength is placed in the entire US military base. There are few soldiers or officers who can single-handedly fight.

Also. The superior combat capability is on the one hand. This sneaked in and disguised as a feminine American female medical doctor is as simple as drinking water regularly.

It's a pity that I met him.

Kyle squinted, and Satana's sneak camouflage can be said to be perfect, but nothing under the ability to draw cards.

How can you plan carefully, let you perform amazingly, and the bright blue ability card [super agent] on the back of the head will expose everything.

After a moment of silence in the office, Kyle licked a few mouthfuls of warm water and waved to Shatana, who was standing still. She frowned and said, "My head is a little dizzy. Will you massage your head and shoulders? Let me click."

"Ah." Shatana hesitated, and then the chicken was nodded like a glutinous rice. He walked around the desk in a small step and walked behind Kyle's chair.

She didn't notice that when she passed the chair, Kyle's slightly open blue scorpion showed a little cool glow.

The best time to assassinate has been created, and then, Sarahna's life and death are all in her own hands.

Regardless of whether the opponent is a hero or not, as long as there is a little signal to launch an assassination sneak attack, Kyle will kill her with the slightest hesitation.

This is the bottom line of Kyle's principle! With him as an enemy, it can only lie on the ground and turn into a corpse.

"General, you can close your eyes a little, the massage will be a lot more comfortable." Shatana whispered, a pair of small hands slowly reaching Kyle's head.

"Okay, use some strength." Kyle responded with a dagger, closing his eyes and tightening his mind.

The other person did not carry a weapon, and his muscle strength alone was not enough to break his neck. However, in order to prevent it, he had already let his venom suit enter the defensive state of the battle.

Soon, Shatana's ten thin fingers fell on the back of Kyle's head, pressed hard, kneaded down to the neck, shoulders, and up to the forehead.

Originally, Kyle, who was a little tight and stiff, suddenly relaxed and relaxed.

What is the accident that makes people feel comfortable?

I have to say that Shatana's massage technique is very proficient, which should be one of the majors studied by the agent training camouflage, plus the girl's fingers are slender and powerful…

Wait, this doesn't seem to be the point!

"Not ready to shoot?" Kyle wondered, wondering a bit.

At the juncture of this war, the Soviet Red House organization sent a super agent to lurk, if not for him, what it is for.

The target person is not him? Or the purpose of the mission, not to assassinate him?

It is true that this is true. Although the Soviet Union likes to do things, it is not intended to send agents to assassinate newcomers who are American heroes when they are in the Three Kingdoms League.

Under Kyle's doubts, Shatana massaged for ten minutes before stopping, and she gasped her sore fingers.

The man's bones and muscles, the density is tenacious more than the imagination, and sure enough, as the organization issued the task said … super soldier ability.

Satana made up her mind, and Khle whispered softly after her ear: "General Kyle, how do you feel? The head is still dizzy."

Kyle leaned back on his head and said with a closed eye: "It's a lot better."

"This is fine, but it is time to start a major war. It is best to investigate in advance if there are any illnesses."

Satana said here, paused, giving professional advice: "In order to prevent it, the general is best to poke a drop of blood on his finger, let me bring it back to the medical room for examination, to be able to check the details of the body. "

"Oh, blood test?" Kyle then completely opened the eyes, revealing the subtle expression of originally is this way.

Agent task, I did not expect just to get his little blood – toxic liquid warfare, even if suffered from skin trauma, will not leave his own blood on the battlefield.

A drop of blood seems to be of little significance. But now all is the high-tech and bio-branch of Marvel World, who knows the scientists of the Soviet Union mad, take this drop of blood back to play what abacus.

Don't be there, give him a personal creation.

Knowing the purpose, Kyle didn't have to play with the other person again. The tone turned cold and said: "Is this your purpose?"

"What…purpose?" Shatana, who was still behind the office chair, stayed stunned and barely kept calm and soft. "General Kyle, what are you talking about? It's just a simple… blood test."

Kyle threw a sentence that defeated her last fortune defense. "I still want to continue to wear it? Agents of the Soviet Red House."

After listening to the words, Shatana was complexion changed, and her hands slammed the sharpness of the hand knife to the back neck of Kyle, and he was stunned.

"Play with you." Kyle coldly snorted, his movements reacted more quickly, and when he raised his hands, he grabbed the palms of the girls and held them in their hands.

Satana tried hard to pull her hands away, only to find that Kyle's hand was like a steel pliers, and even a finger could not move.

Just as she wanted to switch to kicking, a crushing force was uploaded from both arms, and then her entire body was lifted up and over, one hundred and eighty degrees crossed the top of Kyle's head and squatted in hardwood. On the desk –

'Hey! '

The desk slammed into the sides and Shatana slid down on the scattered wooden planks and document paper.

"cough cough."

Shatana had just coughed and struggled to climb up. With a slightly horrified look, she saw the handsome young man throwing a general coat on his side, revealing the inner venom suit that was cold and slaughter.

"Good, just stand up! Let me see the strength of being a Soviet super agent!"

Kyle looked at her indifferently, her muscles were as vibrant as the black suits, and the killing intent gas field shrouded the entire office.

He kneaded his fist and raised his mouth slightly, whispering, "I hope you can let me get hot before the war."