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Look at Zhu's flowers.
Author: childe Changle
Drunk crossing
Updated at 2011-1-3115: 57:13 words: 3304.
Hangover, I think everyone should know what it feels like to have a hangover. Uncontrollable headache, pushed to the limbs. The head is still fucking awake. ...
This is how I feel at the moment. Being a spy is actually a hard job. If you don't know the market, you will find it very exciting. Like Bond in 007, not only life is wonderful, but also beautiful women are lingering. I have many identities, senior chef; High school teacher; Golfers; Accounting; Lawyer; Resident singer; Gym, personal training, and so on. These gorgeous appearances are actually just to cover up that identity. My life is full and boring. What enriches me is my different positions, but what is boring is that all this has only one purpose.
Yesterday, the mission failed, and I didn't get much useful things, but I was drunk unconscious. Just when I was laughing at myself, the sudden noise made me awake in an instant. A black shadow came in through the window with a bright knife in his hand. I have been in this business for many years, and I have encountered many assassinations. It is also rare to turn the window and hold a knife in the high-tech era. Just when I was in a trance, I quickly crossed to the bed and stabbed it without any rules. Conditioned leg lifts, shocking facts come. The long leg of 1 10cm, which I was proud of, disappeared and was replaced by an obviously undeveloped child's leg. Maybe the other person didn't expect the person on the bed to react, so I quickly fell off the bed while he was in a daze. Then I froze. It was obviously a corpse about ten years old, with fleshy hands and not half as big as before. The knife stabbed me again, and it was too late to hide. I thought I was going to die. Suddenly, the door opened and several figures and shadows were intertwined. A few minutes later, the shadow made a dash for the door and fled. Hehe, interesting. Three big men can't stop a woman. this means ...