Chapter 2232 Behind the Sharpshooter Club

Zhang Qiang was helpless when faced with Alvin, who kept tempting him to make mistakes...

In fact, he knew that Alvin was just teasing. This guy despised all bureaucrats and had the evil taste of wanting to see them embarrassed and embarrassed.

If we really arranged for a few girls to be given to him, he might not even dare to move, and in the end he would even accuse her of having bad intentions towards him.

Pulling Alvin and winking at Lao Hu, Zhang Qiang took the three of them to a private room.

It wasn't meal time yet, but the hungry fat man still ordered a special mutton hotpot "magnificently", and Xili ate it with great glee.

Alvin held a cup of tea and waited patiently for the two of them to finish their meal. Then he looked at Zhang Qiang and said, "That woman is not a human being. I'm not sure what she is specifically, but I always feel like I have seen her somewhere.

If she is here for me, then going to Emperor Wu’s tomb this time will probably be a bit bumpy. "

Zhang Qiang frowned and said, "You touched her butt twice and you knew she was not a human being?"

As he spoke, Zhang Qiang touched a small instrument on his body, shook his head and said, "My detector didn't detect anything, and didn't find anything abnormal. This was impossible in the past.

If non-humans can evade detection by the Gunslinger Society's detectors, then we will need to rewrite our safety rules.

This kind of thing is really troublesome..."

Alvin said funny: "Why don't you call Wu Fengji directly, she obviously knows that woman.

Let me tell you, the problem is not with your detectors, but with the people within you.

They are all electronic products, and it is too easy to leave a backdoor and let them block certain people's information. "

Zhang Qiang smiled bitterly after hearing this and said: "This is the troublesome part of the matter. If I ask our president directly, it means that I am doubting her.

As long as I raise a question, someone from the supervision team will immediately intervene to investigate...

I definitely trust our president, but there must be an explanation for some things that are beyond the rules, otherwise it will be a big trouble if something goes wrong in the future.

I told you that the Gunslingers Club is an organization within the rules. While we ask others to abide by the rules, we must abide by the rules ourselves. "

As he spoke, an awkward smile appeared on Zhang Qiang's face and he said, "How about you call our president? You are an outsider, and what you say will not trigger the internal supervision of the Sharpshooter Association."

This guy went around for a long time just to get himself to call Wu Fengji for confirmation, but he completely ignored him.

Alvin didn't mind too much. Zhang Qiang's caution gave him a new understanding of the Sharpshooter Association. If the president and vice-president both need to be cautious, let alone the people below. .

For ordinary people, such an organization is a good organization and an organization worthy of trust.

Alvin didn't know what specific internal procedures they had, but he heard Zhang Qiang mention that the sharp gun would have a cruel and unimaginable cleaning mechanism.

Now it doesn’t look like Zhang Qiang made these things up casually...

Alvin looked at Old Hu who looked worried, he smiled and waved his hands and said: "This damn fat guy is a bad guy, he didn't have any good intentions when he dragged you in.

I don't know what he wants to do, but I am personally responsible for ensuring your safety. "

The fat man who had been dumbfounded was stunned for a moment, then angrily slapped his chopsticks on the dining table and cursed: "You bastard, I thought you were treating us so generously because you wanted to trick us."

Lao Hu pulled the excited fat man and said helplessly: "What is his plot against us?"

The fat man excitedly pointed at Zhang Qiang and hummed a few words, then looked at Lao Hu and said: "You look like this, it means there must be something wrong, then this guy must be up to something, I don't care what he is plotting against us, I am Don’t let him succeed.”

Zhang Qiang patted the table unhappily and said, "That's alright. What do I want to plot against you? Neither of us has 500 yuan in our pockets. What do you have to plot against me?"

As he spoke, Zhang Qiang looked at Lao Hu and said: "This happened suddenly. Alvin was targeted as soon as he arrived in Xianyang. I'm worried that something might happen to you when you go to the grave this time.

How can we rest assured if things are not clear?

That Yaizi is not a kitten or puppy. It is a killable but unkillable thing. If something goes wrong, your life will be in danger.

Lao Hu and I are old neighbors and old friends. How could I watch you being kept in the dark and taking random risks? "

As he spoke, Zhang Qiang looked at Lao Hu and said sincerely: "Logically speaking, you shouldn't be allowed to get involved in this matter, but without you to lead the way, it's impossible for Alvin to get in without destroying things.

Don't think you've heard any great secrets. In fact, a lot of information about the Gunslingers Club is public, but no one is willing to read the thousands of pages of supervision regulations.

Everyone relies on inertia to understand the Sharpshooter Club, as if we are the kind of shady Jin Yiwei.

Lao Hu, when Alvin calls later, just listen, you are also a person who has seen the world, and monsters and ghosts are nothing special to you.

I just want you to be prepared. Whether this matter is big or small, you should be prepared in your heart. When the time comes, you will be able to help if you encounter problems underground.

Anyway, you are not going to hang out in the country in the short term. As soon as this matter is over, I will arrange for you to go to Hell's Kitchen..."

Lao Hu and Fatty haven't recovered yet, but Alvin has realized what Zhang Qiang's power is.

This guy is not indifferent to Wu Fengji's extra-ordinary behavior. On the contrary, he is particularly concerned about it.

An uncontrollable "demon" is wandering around the market, and it has something to do with their president...

Zhang Qiang did not feel that he was offended, but that the rules set by the Gunslingers Association themselves were challenged.

Letting Alvin make the call was Zhang Qiang's next best thing.

Using a very far-fetched reason to drag Lao Hu and Fatty to watch, and then send them to Alvin, this is Zhang Qiang using people outside the Gunslingers Association to leave a "escape" for himself. If anything goes wrong, this There are several witnesses to everything.

Although Zhang Qiang maintains a respectful attitude towards Wu Fengji, when Wu Fengji behaves abnormally, he will still take the initiative to intervene, but the method must be gentler.

In the final analysis, this guy is loyal to the Gunslingers Club, not Wu Fengji!

Zhang Qiang is methodical and loyal in doing things, but he keeps the bottom line firmly. This is why Alvin always feels that he is a friend. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the leader of such a spy organization to keep Alvin patient.

Seeing the vague worry in Zhang Qiang's eyes, Alvin smiled and waved his hands and said, "If someone openly shows their relationship to you, it means they don't care about you checking..."

Zhang Qiang waved his hand and said seriously: "It's not a question of her not caring, but a question of whether I will check it out after I know it.

If I found out and didn't know about it, it would be a dereliction of duty on my part. In our line of work, 'dereliction of duty' usually means someone will die for it. "

Alvin took out his mobile phone and dialed Wu Fengji's number, specially projecting the video screen onto a white wall in the private room.

After waiting for a few seconds, the video was connected, and Wu Fengji wearing light armor appeared on the screen...

Watching a giant dragon pass over Wu Fengji's head, spitting out a terrifying dragon's breath that swept across the village in a primitive jungle, and then saw several guys in strange clothes and strange shapes flying out of the village...

Alvin watched two more dragons fly across the screen, fiercely facing those weirdos...

He smiled and said, "Did I delay President Wu's affairs?"

Wu Fengji glanced at the people in the box. She took a deep look at Zhang Qiang, and then said with a smile: "No, I will feel strange if Zhang Qiang doesn't react."

Alvin whistled and said with a smile: "It seems that there is still a tacit understanding between you, so I would like to ask, who is that woman today?

I felt uncomfortable being stared at by her, but I didn’t mean to sexually harass her..."

Wu Fengji on the other end of the video call did not immediately answer Alvin's question. She commanded several groups of soldiers in combat uniforms to cooperate with the dragon in strangling the Indian gods from the ground. Then she looked at Alvin with a half-smile and said: "You don't know her? You have met her before."

Alvin frowned after hearing this and said: "I also think I have met her before, but it is definitely not what she looks like now.

And her body is not a human body, but a simulation printed out of the cradle of life.

I don't know many non-humans, and even fewer can use this method to walk the streets.

The only thing I can think of is the heroic spirit. There is no need for Emperor Qin's men to keep an eye on me. Vanaheim has been completely defeated, and the remaining ones probably won't come to China to look for a beating.

I really can't think of anyone else? "

Wu Fengji nodded with a smile and said: "It seems that you know a lot of magical beings, but it still surprises me that you would forget her. I thought that anyone who met her would never forget that strange feeling. …

It’s that feeling of having your power seen through and being trapped at any time! "

Alvin was stunned for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "Is she the rope?

The last time I saw her, she couldn't even speak, but now she actually learned to act?

Why is she targeting me? "

Wu Fengji spread her hands and said: "I don't know either, I can only be responsible for cooperating with her on many things...

But you can rest assured that she definitely has no ill intentions toward you!

In fact, she has no ill intentions towards humans..."

The vague information revealed by Wu Fengji made Zhang Qiang frown. The president of the Sharpshooter Club could only cooperate. What was this concept?

Looking at Wu Fengji seriously, Zhang Qiang said with an unprecedented serious expression: "President, who is she?

By cooperation, do you mean your personal cooperation, or does the entire Gunslingers Association need to cooperate with her? "

Wu Fengji...