Chapter 730 Alice

"Tang Fang" did not show any abnormalities. From the moment he stepped off the shuttle, to leaving the airport, and boarded a maglev vehicle to arrive at the pre-booked hotel, his expression was always calm, and no waves could be seen in his eyes.

There are still 4 hours before the trading time announced by "Alice", and within an hour of receiving the news, they hurried to Gangadas City, which shows that Captain Tang takes hostages very seriously.

In a villa more than ten kilometers away from the hotel where "Tang Fang" and Bai Hao stayed, a woman in a white suit, about 31 or 2 years old, was leaning on the sofa, holding a cosmetic box in her left hand , pinching an eyebrow pencil with his right hand, pursing his sexy lips tightly, he was concentrating on drawing the tip of his eyebrows.

There is a pda on the coffee table in front of the sofa, showing the picture of two men leaving the airport and taking a taxi away.

The woman didn't even glance at the PDA screen, she took care of her eyebrows very carefully and patiently, with a focused demeanor and a serious expression, it was more like carving a piece of beautiful jade than putting on makeup.

Her name is Alice, from "Alice".

In fact, every "Alice" is called Alice.

It's a title, it's a symbol, it's also a name to be feared and hated.

Like those Alices in the past, Alice in this era is also a woman who loves beauty so much that she is almost crazy. She is even more youthful than the famous Lady Edwina.

Many times, she will spend several hours to take care of this face that is not inferior to that of a 20-year-old young girl. All her clothes, shoes, hats, and accessories are specially designed to ensure that she will not be confused with other famous ladies. Zhuangshan.

More often, she would stand in front of the mirror in the bedroom and carefully appreciate her face, figure and temperament. It's like treating a work of art that makes people fascinated and admired.

Yes, she treats her body as a work of art, not a craft.

Art and craft have never been the same.

Art has a soul. Craft no.

There are several people standing behind the sofa, wearing black leather shoes. Black trousers, black suit, white shirt, black tie, and, of course, black sunglasses and a crisp bayberry haircut.

That is her bodyguard, and it is also the green leaves that set off the red flowers, and the black rice dotted with pearls.

When "Tang Fang" and Bai Hao entered the hotel. Alice finally put down the eyebrow pencil, closed the makeup box,

Smiling contentedly, she picked up the goblet on the coffee table that was more colorful than her lips, and took a small sip.

There is a special smell that washes away the fragrance of powder, some fishy, ​​some strong, like blood.

Because that is blood, the freshest blood from the body of a young and beautiful girl.

This is her unique taste and the fine tradition of "Alice".

"Alice" has never been short of women. Especially young, beautiful, energetic and youthful girls.

Just like they will eventually become the playthings of the rich and the slaves of the nobles. Here, they are a group of high-quality cows, specially producing fresh blood for Alice.

Legend has it that there once was a Countess named Mary who did the same thing, taking drinking the blood of young girls as a hobby, taking the evil blood bath as enjoyment, and believed that she could maintain her youth forever.

Just like noble children have coming-of-age ceremonies, kings have coronation ceremonies, and men and women have to receive blessings from relatives, friends and priests when they enter the marriage hall. Before each Alice takes office, a disobedient and beautiful girl will be elected. Hanging upside down from the ceiling by soft ropes, she slashed her throat with a sharp sickle. Let those warm and bright blood flow to every corner of the body.

This is a test to ensure that each Alice is absolutely loyal to the organization, and it is also a blessing from the devil. A cup of blood every day is also a tool that distorts and affects human psychology, making her stay away from benevolence and accept evil.

On the other hand, this kind of behavior can make those kidnapped women and children afraid, force them to obey with the power of fear, and accept the fate of becoming commodities and slaves obediently.

"How long is it before the deal?" She wiped off the bright red of her lips with a pure white tissue, and her clear voice sounded like rain hitting tiles.

A vixen always has a pretty face, a snake princess always has a coveted figure, and most banshees can sing seductive songs---the devil's best skill is disguising, the more beautiful things are, the more beautiful they are. May have an evil nature.

Among the bodyguards standing side by side behind the sofa, the person near the door said: "There are still 3 hours and 35 minutes."

"It's really early." She put herself in a big font, lying on the soft three-seater sofa, looking up at the charming red crystal on the ceiling.

"What about the scientist?"

"After being beaten up, I'm much more honest." The speaker was still the bodyguard just now.

Alice lowered her head and scanned the dimmed pda screen, and said to herself: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill him last night, but today... y... I see where you are going to escape, 'Na Sai Luo' isn't' Cabreto'."

"Those who are enemies of 'Alice' will never end well."

She never thought of letting go of that guy named Tang, Tripathi gave her a lot of money, Reeves also gave her a lot of money, and that more noble person also paid a lot of money to buy Don Captain's life.

It is definitely a good business to make money and get revenge, not to mention that the hostage is also very valuable.

"Alice" is a group of human traffickers, which does not mean that they only have one way of making money, and often they will also make a living that only mercenaries and killers can do.

She has only three hobbies in her life, her body, money, and men.

"Tell those people to get ready."

"yes."

Alice yawned, stretched her tender arms lazily, got up and walked to the bedroom.

"I'll go back to sleep and wake me up an hour before the transaction starts."

An hour should be enough for touch-ups. She is such a person who pursues perfection. She is an unsullied Virgo. Even if she kills someone, she must make it into an art.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong, but an attitude towards life. The more elegant the devil, the more insane and intoxicating it is.

She likes to watch others go crazy, and even more likes others to go crazy for her.

She was always good at playing with men. And enjoys toying with a man, and today, she can indulge in that man's *. And his soul, then turn the page. Let him become a work of art in Alice's endless life.

It is undeniable that she was innocent and kind when she was very young, but when the red spread in front of her eyes and flowed through every corner of her body, she had become another person.

Selling your soul to the devil is also a way of living.

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After Tang Fang, Roy, and Freya entered the urban area, they didn't go straight to the trading place to set up an ambush, but found a suburban coffee shop at random. Quietly wait for the trading time to arrive.

After breakfast, the coffee shop was a bit deserted, which may be related to the location of the shop and the owner's not very enthusiastic hospitality. Freya said that the boss should hire a beautiful waitress like her, and she would be guaranteed to make a lot of money.

The proprietress heard this, she glanced at her, and let out a sneer full of sarcasm—of course Freya, who is easy to get over her, is not beautiful.

The obese boss always kept his eyes on the part under Freya's desk intentionally or unintentionally, while absent-mindedly busying in the counter, while secretly saying it was a pity.

Just like the hospitality attitude of the boss and the proprietress, the quality of the coffee is also poor, making people taste the first cup. There was no desire to drink a second cup at all, and even Roy, who had never been picky about food, was a little displeased. From time to time, he complained about why Brother Tang didn't change to a decent coffee shop, so he insisted on embarrassing himself.

Tang Fang said it was clean, Roy said the coffee was terrible, and Freya said she would go wherever Tang Fang went.

2:1, Roy was defeated, so he had to stare at the boss with fierce eyes, which made the boss's wife feel chills, worrying that he would suddenly jump over and bite off the treasure underneath.

The humble coffee shop is always full of the mixed taste of body odor and food, and the yelling of inferior people. A vulgar greeting to the proprietress, and a bold counter-greeting from the proprietress. This is the portrayal of "Nasero".

Whether it is the Monya Empire, the Sulu Empire, the Phoenix Empire, or the United Kingdom of Turanx. Going to college is a very luxurious thing.

Luxury means spending a lot of money, and most people in these countries don't have a lot of money, just a little money.

Freya stirred the coffee gently with a spoon, watching the fine froth gather on the edge of the cup, she suddenly felt very amusing.

Unlike Tang Yun, she can always find a different kind of happiness in tiny things.

Tang Fang lay down on the table bored, staring at a flat-screen TV hanging on the opposite wall in silence, and occasionally took a sip of the poor-quality coffee in front of him like drinking white wine.

There is a curling match on TV, and the two teams are fighting inextricably. If it is crowded at night, the small coffee shop will be flooded with shouts or cheers. Sometimes people who support different teams will even go outside to play a game. Fight, to release excess hormones in the body, or the depressed mood of losing gambling money.

Tang Fang had no interest in this kind of curling competition, so he seemed a little absent-minded, until a sudden news interrupted him to cheer him up.

Official media in Gangadas City reported an unexpected accident.

A passenger shuttle with the number MHM138 bound for "Decapone" from Gangadas Airport suddenly caught fire and exploded. Fortunately, it hadn't taken off yet and was parked on the runway when it exploded. The holder of the flight ticket Passengers also did not board the plane, and there were no casualties.

Freya also saw the news, she patted her heart with her small hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I was scared to death."

Tang Fang asked curiously, "What's none of your business?"

The little girl thought about it seriously, and said puzzledly: "Yeah, it's none of my business." After speaking, she put her arms around his neck: "Tang Fang is clearly here, why do you feel lucky?"

"This shows that Freya is a kind and good girl." Tang Fang scratched her little nose and continued to rest his chin on the dining table.

After the news broadcast, the content switched back to the curling match just now, and the team wearing the blue jersey had already taken the lead.

The boss showed a regretful expression: "Why didn't it explode in the air, it's really disappointing."

"How can you think like this?" Roy quit. He thought the boss's idea was very bad. As a person with feelings, how could he curse others like this, so he persuaded him seriously: "Boss, you rushed It’s okay if the coffee doesn’t taste good, you should never have such extreme thoughts, it’s wrong to base your happiness on the suffering of others.”

"Have you ever thought about how many people would die if that airliner caught fire and exploded in the air? It would be a disaster."

The boss stared at him like an idiot: "Fuck you."

"I think so, why don't you care about me? It's good if those people don't die. If they die, I will not only be happy, but I will also waive your coffee money. Maybe my wife is in a good mood and invites you to have lunch."

Roy was angry and puzzled: "How can you do this. They are all fresh lives, you... are you a cold-blooded animal?"

The boss still stared at him with an idiotic look.

The proprietress took a spoon and knocked on the tin box of seasonings behind the counter: "Wash the dishes."

"No brains." The man didn't dare to throw fire at the woman, so he gave Roy a vicious look, and obediently walked to the back kitchen to wash the dishes.

The proprietress came out from behind the counter and filled the cup in front of Tang with coffee. Seeing that Roy's cup was still full, she felt a little displeased.

"Do you know who the passengers of mhm138 are?"

Roy frowned slightly and said nothing.

"The MHM series is a luxury airliner. The passengers on it are either rich or expensive." She turned and walked back to the counter, continuing to grind the coffee while saying, "For people like us, being able to see such a scene is worse than Christmas. Be happy."

Roy didn't understand: "This is not an excuse for you to gloat. Hatred of the rich and officials can neither improve your life nor change the society. If you can't look at the problem with a more positive perspective, it will only make your life shrouded in darkness." In the darkness, you can't see the light, you can't see the future. What you need is optimism and hard work. Instead of complaining."

He was a little emotional, and when he said the last, his cheeks were flushed. It looks a little naive, but also a little cute.

The proprietress looked at him with a smile: "Little brother, is this the worst coffee you've ever had in your life?"

Roy didn't know why she asked that. He glanced at the cold coffee in front of him and nodded honestly.

A homeless man walked past his house, looking at the posters of flavored coffee posted outside the window, licked his slightly dry lips, and continued to walk towards the graffiti wall at the end of the street with many unsightly languages.

A happy smile appeared on her face, which had long lost her youthful color, and she said softly: "You know what. If it is night, the room will be full of guests. While drinking coffee, they will gossip. Many people will Praising the coffee on the way out and some cheeky guys hanging around until we close."

Roy lowered his head and scanned the coffee cup in front of him again, clearly remembering its taste, it was very astringent and a bit bitter, not as smooth as Yingluo's brew.

Is it good to drink? If he knew it was like this, he would rather have a glass of plain water.

The proprietress glanced at the half-dead Captain Tang on the table next to her, an imperceptible light flashed in the depths of her pupils, she looked back at Roy and said, "Little brother, do you know the price of this cup of coffee?"

Roy turned his head and glanced at the electronic menu next to the counter: "6 yuan a cup."

"No." The proprietress said, "It's not worth 1 yuan."

The middle-aged man's face was a little ugly, and he thought that it was no wonder it was so bad. Also, this store is too dark, and things that cost less than 1 yuan are sold for 6 yuan, and the profit is 500%.

The proprietress stopped what she was doing, wiped off the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, and continued: "Even in this remote area, in such a small shop, the monthly rent alone is worth the annual income of two ordinary workers. "

"Water costs money, electricity costs money, and throwing away trash also costs money."

"The protection fee must be paid, because I want to open the door to do business, we need to eat, our children need to study, and there are 8 elderly people who have no pension at home to support, and there are mortgages to be repaid, as well as medical and education funds. save."

"Taxes and fees must also be paid, as well as market management fees, property fees, fire equipment fees, annual inspection fees, land use tax, business tax, transaction deposit, individual income tax, air pollution fees, environmental management fees, additional taxes... "

"Do you still want to hear it?"

Roy shook his head, he was completely dizzy by these taxes.

The proprietress continued: "If the above are included in the cost, then the actual profit of a cup of coffee is only 1 yuan."

Roy blinked hard: "What a high cost! You can use groundwater, and solar power is also good."

"There are water level detectors buried deep in the ground. Do you think they are used to protect the underground ecological environment? No, they are used to monitor whether the groundwater has been stolen, because the ecological environment of the entire planet is transformed by the government. , whether it is drinkable water or non-drinkable water, underground mineral veins, and the air in the sky, they are all national property. Therefore, illegal mining of groundwater is illegal. It not only destroys the planetary environment, but also embezzles national property. Heavily punished."

"As for the solar power generation you mentioned, you need to apply for a permit from the power bureau, report to the energy management department, get a statement from the fire protection association, submit a plan to the fire station, and finally get the emergency management office , Occupational Safety and Health Administration, Registration Department, Technical Standards Agency, City Hall and other agencies. Then you can put solar panels on the roof.”

"It's so complicated." Roy was puzzled: "Since all these taxes are turned over to the country, and the cost of transforming the planet is actually spent on everyone's money, why is there such a crime as embezzling national property?"

The proprietress showed a contemptuous expression and looked at him like an idiot: "This country is neither yours nor mine. It has both a first name and a surname... Its surname is Olipold."

"Oh, I forgot to mention that whether it's the cup you drink coffee with, the tables and chairs under your buttocks, the surrounding furnishings, and the utensils at the counter, there are taxes in it that are several times the actual value. And what you said Solar panels, fire-fighting equipment at the door, electronic bulletin boards on the wall...these things are only sold in specific stores, as for the price...hehe."

She didn't say it, and needless to say it. (To be continued.)

ps: Christmas addition~

Thank you for the apple presented by Xiansen Children's Shoes who can't get up. . . .