Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1463: Bullet

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The top secret fighter in the test flight suddenly ran to Mongolia and was shot down. This incident directly caused an earthquake within Mao Xiong, the world's media has attracted eye-catching news material, and waves of reporters and intelligence personnel are running towards Ulaanbaatar.

As the culprit Zhou Qingfeng fired the parachuting T-50 pilot, he no longer controlled the fighter that was still flying forward. He drove the F-22 to open the space-time door and returned to Wasteland. After a while, he appeared with a rocket backpack, flew to Ulaanbaatar Airport to meet the contract partner and set off again.

In the course of more than ten hours of long flight, the T-50 event has become a global topic, and everyone is discussing why the bear fighter ’s super fighter jet crashed in Mongolia. This somewhat diluted the sensation of the Wasteland of Lin Sen arriving in Paris.

After coming out of Charles de Gaulle Airport, Zhou Qingfeng didn't see any Fans at all, Butcher was a little disappointed, but Lena felt this was the French style. Their party booked a room at the Morris Hotel in the center of Paris. The hotel gave them a dedicated butler and convoy to greet them.

As a top-notch establishment established in the early eighteenth century, the Morris Hotel has always been known for its European royal style. Staying here, the Louvre is nearby, and the Eiffel Tower can be seen from above, and many Paris attractions are under control.

There are no tall buildings in Paris, and the whole city looks very open. When Zhou Qingfeng stands on the balcony of the hotel suite, you can see the city skyline at a glance.

The hotel style that blends modern luxury and classic luxury even surprises women such as Lena. Staying in this hotel, even Zhou Qingfeng feels lazy in comfort.

At night, five people gather together on the hotel ’s balcony. Under the deep starry sky, the entire night view of Paris is in sight. In the crisp sound of the collision of cups and cups, Lang Lang laughed with Zhou Qingfeng and others.

The housekeeper of the hotel comes from time to time to submit some invitation cards and interview letters. Many entertainment media in Europe are very interested in the "Wasteland Five". This phenomenon-level combination has too many topics that can be tapped.

"Interview, interview, or interview. Oh ..., there is a magazine here to shoot me a fashion photo."

"I am also interviewing here. Um ... and dinner invitations. All are loyal friends waiting for my reply."

"I actually have a courtship letter here, there are more than one. Oh ..., this word is really nasty."

"For Mao, you are either an interview or a dinner party, but what I received was a donation request from the Care Foundation."

Ha Ha Ha .......

Except for Zhou Qingfeng, the other four people worked hard in Wasteland for more than two years. This will regain luxury and give them great joy, and they will be delighted just by opening the letter.

And Zhou Qingfeng received a lot of various letters. Fans in France probably does n’t like to go to the airport to block people, but they do n’t mind using simple letters to express their love for idols.

However, compared with the other four people who randomly opened the letters, Zhou Qingfeng's letters were checked by the National Security personnel who came with them and opened. Since the thrilling scene over Ulaanbaatar, a security team at the head of state has gathered around him.

"Mr. Lin, these emails are safe, most of them are invitations, interviews and letters of love." Xiao Jinlang specially assigned a female officer as secretary to Zhou Qingfeng. jobs.

"Most? What's the small part?" Zhou Qingfeng pushed all the social letters away, asking only the special ones.

The thick one hundred letters were quickly replaced by a simple small paper bag. Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the paper bag and shook it gently. Something special in it wobbled up and down. The paper bag opened and fell towards the dining table, and a bullet came out.

The waiter on the balcony responsible for pouring wine immediately screamed and backed away, running away in a panic. The Lena and others who were originally giggling also wore frost, and the female officer then explained: "We have just checked, there is no fingerprint, no history, there are not many clues.

We have contacted the Paris police and the French security department, and they said they will do their utmost to ensure your safety in France. Our people are always at your disposal, but some situations hope you can cooperate. "

Zhou Qingfeng twisted bullets were placed in front of your eyes and looked at one or two. Before waiting for him to speak, the hotel waiter who had just escaped hurried back with the manager. The manager quickly apologized to Zhou Qingfeng, saying that they must take security measures, but Zhou Qingfeng shook his head.

"Don't care too much." Zhou Qingfeng waved to the hotel manager, letting the other party down with an understatement. He also said to the Guoan female officer around him: "It ’s just a bullet. The person who sent the bullet certainly does n’t know who he is causing?"

The Zhou Qingfeng thought of getting up, but the female officer next to him directly pressed his hand and said: "Mr. Lin, I know your identity is special. Well, as long as you do n’t cause trouble, we can meet all your requirements. "

"All requirements?"

"Yes ... everything!"

The semi-squatted female officer stood up and seemed to show her full breasts. Her decisive expression is like feeding a tiger to her body. But Zhou Qingfeng looked at her beautiful face but lowered her head close to the other's face and said softly, "You want to be beautiful!"

The female officer was angry ... as usual. People have good psychological qualities.

Uncle Zhou ridiculed the female officer, Butcher grabbed the bullet from his hand, and after a few glances, he said, "The 7.62mm AK rifle is a remnant of the army. Very large. There is a thin circle of text on it, which seems to be Russian. I need a magnifying glass to see it clearly. "

"We have read the above text, the sentence is 'life is a glass of blood wine mixed with pain and despair, only warriors deserve to drink it'." Guoan female officer said with a cold face, " This seems to be the motto of a Russian gangster, we are checking. "

Hearing this motto, Minsk's body suddenly shook. He also grabbed the bullet, and after a few glances, grabbed the bullet in his palm. The tall man stood up Huo Ran and strode outward.

"Hi ... Where are you going to Minsk?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Would you like to help?"

Minsk shook his head and continued to walk outward.

Butcher also got up and said to Zhou Qingfeng when he left: "Minsk has a grudge to end. I also went to meet an old friend who I didn't know yet."

What?

Zhou Qingfeng thought of it, but Guoan ’s female officer grabbed his arm, and he had the stance of fighting for his life. Zhou Qingfeng was ecstatic and said to the female officer: "Hi, chick, you can't stop me."

Minsk is about to come out of the suite. He grabbed his coat on the hanger and said to Zhou Qingfeng on the balcony: "Victor, you stayed in the hotel with me. I have to deal with some things by myself. Intervene. "

Zhou Qingfeng is extremely puzzled and inexplicable.

In fact, Katrina also got up and followed, "I'll check it out to make sure that the two men won't cause major problems."

Lena is the most casual, she is writing a reply to her Fans. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng seems to want to keep up, she said quietly: "The three of them can start a small war, you should worry about their enemies."

Uh ..., this is the same!