Chapter 155 Emre

Although Berno wanted to follow the fat man to meet the mysterious man in Zhao Tingyu's mouth, he was ruthlessly thrown into the front hall of the bar by his boss.

Berno stopped talking several times and seemed to want to say something, but he swallowed it again. In fact, the reason why he was unwilling to stay in the front hall was not because he was so curious about the person the fat man wanted to see, but more importantly, he couldn't stand the covex eyes of Jsk standing on the other side of the bar. God.

Although he is a seven-level magician and has a high chance to win against a six-level martial artist, Jesk's seemingly cannibal eyes still looks at Berno in shock,

Berno wondered whether he should use a suitable topic to resolve the previous conflict with this burly middle-aged man. After all, he hurt others the last time he came here.

Just as he thought so, the fat man and Zhao Tingyu had come to the basement of Emily's bar.

Ye Fei curled himself on the sofa lazily and waited leisurely for Zhao Tingyu to walk out from behind the door. He didn't care who the mysterious person behind the door was. The key was what benefits he could bring to himself. If he could solve this question in his heart, the fat man would still be happy to build a better one with the Zhao family. The relationship is not all because of money. After all, as the old saying goes, many friends have many ways.

The extremely exquisite and luxuriously decorated room is decorated with all kinds of expensive luxury goods, which alone is enough to sell nearly 10,000 gold coins. Moreover, Ye Fei also found a very interesting point here. In addition to the necessary furniture in the room, most of the other furnishings are very small. Beautiful items.

The fat man can't help but feel a little grin. After all, women are still women, and they always have difficult feelings for these messy small objects to give up.

Ye Fei crossed his legs and stuffed an exquisite and small crystal pronunciation box into the space ring. Although it is not big, the 16 rice-sized gallon diamonds inlaid around the crystal pronunciation box are valuable, and from the signature embedded in gold in one corner This item is obviously at the hands of famous people, and it can be worth more than 10,000 gold coins on the market.

The fat man sighed. To be honest, he really wanted to move all the things here, but after thinking about it, he still threw this attractive idea aside. He regretted it. If he had known that the contracts just now would have been more detailed, and he didn't know that all these things here were included.

The door slowly moved to the right, and an old man who looked much older than Zhao Tai walked into the room, while Zhao Tingyu followed the old man respectfully.

The old man's hair and eyebrows have long been white, but his body is straight like a pine tree. His eyes are also bright, and his skin is very well maintained. If it weren't for the white hair, you can't see the old man's real age.

"This is..." Zhao Tingyu was about to introduce, but the old man interrupted the following words.

"Tingyu, you go out first!" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, but there was an irrefutable smell in his words.

Zhao Tingyu was slightly stunned, then nodded gently and didn't say much. She just looked at the old man with a little nervousness, swept Ye Fei and exited the room.

The fat man frowned, glanced at the old man, and then looked back on his fat, continuing to put his legs on the table.

The old man frowned slightly, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He went straight to the sofa opposite the fat man, stared at Ye Fei for a while, and said, "Are you Ye Fei?"

The fat man smiled and said faintly, "Is it interesting to ask after knowing it?"

The old man was slightly stunned. In his mind, he felt that the fat man would respond to himself with a "yes" and then said, "Who are you?" That's right, but I didn't expect such an opening.

However, it was just a stunnedgong fu. The old man's face returned to normal in an instant, and a trace of inexplicable smile gradually appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"I'm Emre Nuse. You should have heard the name!" The old man gradually leaned his body against the soft and comfortable sofa and looked at Ye Fei with a smile.

buzz......

The fat man's head was like being run over by a huge stone, and immediately exploded.

The name Emre Nuse has been heard more than once, and every time he hears or sees the name is during the dark part of special training. Even if ordinary people know the name and see this person, they will at most think that he is an ordinary old man, but only engages in the dark part. Only those who work in special jobs will know what a horrible existence is behind the name.

In the memory of the fat man, Emre Nuse has a variety of identities, such as a blacksmith, a hotel owner, a bathman in the bathhouse, an officer, a poet... and even a fat man can't remember, but all those who are engaged in intelligence will know that behind his countless layers of camouflage, there are The special status of the director of the Suai Intelligence Agency.

This is an almost legendary figure in the intelligence community, not only because of the 100% mission completion rate, but also because it is said that he can sit in the position of director of the Intelligence Agency as an ordinary person who has no fighting spirit and magic at all, which is simply a miracle.

No matter how the fat man doesn't believe that Emre Nuse is the old man in front of him, it must be extraordinary to say that the name has indicated the identity of the old man.

The legs that seemed to have had epilepsy also stopped unconsciously. Although his eyelids jumped, the fat man still gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't heard of it!"

"Oh~is that right?" Emre looked at Ye Fei with a faint smile and said faintly, "Don't pretend. I have known your secret identity for a long time!"

buzz......

Ye Fei seemed to have been suddenly struck by lightning, and his whole body was inexplicably stiff and stunned.

How is that possible? How could he know this identity? If this old man is really Emre Nuse, how can he appear here? What does Zhao Tingyu mean by bringing herself to see him? How could the Zhao family get involved with him? Could it be...

Looking at the dazed fat man, Emre smiled and said slowly, "Don't guess. If I really had the intention to embarrass you, you wouldn't be sitting here now!"

Just stunned for a moment, the fat man woke up and instinctively protected the Kowloon war spirit all over his body, and the war spirit gradually condensed on his fist could be released at any time.

Seeing the fat man's reaction, Emre just frowned slightly, then relaxed and said faintly, "If I were you, I would listen to what I want to say next!"

Ye Fei clenched his fists and rattled. It was not how much hatred he had for the old man, but a strong sense of crisis that made him instinctively make such a move. The deepest secret buried in his heart was suddenly revealed, and no one could maintain his inner peace.

"Relax, kid! I'm just an ordinary person who can't fight. You don't have to be nervous at all! I mean no harm to you. Emre tried to relax his tone, and his voice seemed slightly gentle.

The fat man still maintained a vigilant look, but his head was already thinking quickly, and Emre didn't say another word, and the room unexpectedly fell into a strange silence.

After a long time...

The fat man slowly dispersed his fighting spirit, smiled and said, "I want to kill you!"

"I know, but you don't!" Emre's look was obviously much relieved. With a faint smile, he took out a red magic bomb smaller than a matchbox from his pocket and put it on the table.

Ye Fei looked at the magic bomb on the table and jumped straight. Although it looked extremely small, the fat man would not doubt the power of this bomb at all. At such a close distance, no matter how strong the warrior was, he could not resist the shock wave brought by the explosion simply by relying on his fighting spirit, especially in the center of the magic array. A dense piece of metal grains that are more than sesame is made of special metal that is enough to penetrate any war spirit armor.

Emre looked at the fat man with a faint smile and said faintly, "Now we can have a good talk, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Ye Fei continued to trap himself in the sofa, but maintained a high degree of vigilance at any time.

At this moment, he no longer doubts the true identity of Emre. This special magic bomb will only be equipped by the personnel of the Suai Intelligence Agency, and this kind of high-power suicide bomb can only be owned by senior officials of the Intelligence Agency.

Emre looked up, looked at the clock on the wall, and said, "You are smarter than I thought!"

The fat man still had a lingering heart at the magic bomb in the middle of the table, and the deer in his heart jumped up and down, and he didn't hear the old man's words at all.

"I didn't expect you to resist millions of gold coins**, and you can force Tingyu to take you to see me!" Emre sighed slightly and said, "Ask, which answer do you want to hear first!" I promise to tell you the truth!"

Ye Fei frowned and thought for a long time. After a long time, he seemed to ask hesitantly, "Are you really not malicious to me?"

Hearing the fat man's question, Emre was really confused for a long time. After a moment, he sighed feebly and said, "I just said that if I really had the intention to trouble you, you wouldn't sit here now!"

The fat man looked up and down, and his suspicious eyes kept wandering on Emre, afraid of missing a trace of detail. He wanted to say a few times and finally asked hesitantly, "You won't lie to me, will you?"