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Text 22. Weird and high-end private reception

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    When the intelligence personnel of the potential dragon army sneaked into the castle, Max also sneaked into the castle, and the two discovered almost at the same time that at least three teams had arrived earlier than them.

    There is no way, this place is not too far from the capital, how could such a big castle not be noticed by all major forces when it suddenly appeared?

    Even in the castle, several rounds of bugs have been installed, and hidden cameras have been installed in the corners of the bathroom and the like.

    All kinds of long-focus telescopes have been set up nearby.

    Just in this line, it looked like a team of six people, but in fact it was a team of seven people. After entering the castle, many surveillance personnel received orders to increase the intensity of surveillance.

    Mostima, Colette, Velasquez, and Herbert are very familiar with modern technology, and they all have some tricks, so they immediately sensed being monitored.

    But Hu Huan didn't say anything, so they didn't make a sound.

    Of course Hu Huan also has feelings, but he is not that familiar with modern technology. After all, the more than ten years since his reincarnation was the era of the fastest technological development.

    Hu Huan's handling of this matter was quite suitable for his identity. He leaned over to Mostima and whispered a few words.

    With a smirk on his face, Mostima raised his voice and said, "If we can have a few cases of fine wine right now, let's talk about Lingquanyan."

    A few minutes later, a hot air balloon carried a box and flew to the terrace of the castle. The balloon burst and dropped the box.

    Hu Huan went over to check it out, and there was not only a case of the best red wine in the box, but also a whole set of things like crystal goblets, ice cubes, decanters, dinner plates, etc.

    Several fourth-tier professionals worked together to clean up the terrace, and moved a table up, and each sat down next to the table. Ling Xiao poured fine wine for everyone, and smiled at each other.

    Mostima reached out and patted Herbert, dropped a batch of seafood, patted Herbert again, dropped a batch of fruits, patted Herbert again, and got out some vegetables for salad.

    The chief dharma kings of the soul sect said in a spirited voice: "I need some salad dressing and barbecue sauce, as well as bbq tools. If someone can bring them over, we will not only talk about the topic of Lingquan, but also talk about each other.  plan."

    Sure enough, another hot air balloon flew up and dropped these items onto the terrace. Everything that Mostima requested was available, and he also prepared candles, tablecloths, barbecue forks, and more than ten kilograms of beef in advance  ¡­

    Herbert finally learned his lesson. He hurriedly got up, fixed the tools for the barbecue, and cut the beef, served it with the peppers and mushrooms that were just photographed by Mostima, and started to cook the barbecue.

    This weird banquet was passed on to different forces through various methods. I don't know how many high-level professionals saw this scene with a strange chill.

    Among the three fourth-tier professionals, one was grilling meat, and the other two sat for a while. Velasquez started making salads. Colete was not good at cooking, so he went to help Herbert pass the dishes.

    Professionals around the world have never seen such a high-end reception.

    What is missing, as long as the man with the hooked nose shouts, a professional from an unknown force will send it over in a hot air balloon. If there is something fresh, give a pat to the fourth-level life master Herbert.

    There are also three top fourth-tier professionals in the world who have started working as second-hand cooks and are very busy with their work.

    Hu Huan, a rising star of the Qianlong Army, and Ling Xiao, the little princess of Tianmo Ling's family, just sat there blankly.

    There is also a mysterious man who doesn't know the origin, but various forces have found out that he is related to the soul sect

    This mere six people's cocktail party is much more mysterious than Ling Potian's spiritual spring water sharing conference, which was attended by hundreds of people and caused a worldwide sensation.

    Mostima played the scene so big, he didn't worry about how it would end, anyway, he patted his ass and went back to South America.  But Hu Huan couldn't take it anymore, he didn't even know that Mostima left, how would he face the next censorship?

    What's more, there are more difficult things than censorship How to explain to Ling Xiao?

    He couldn't think of it, unless Ling Xiao suddenly lost his memory, how could he pass this level.

    Hu Huan looked at the smiling Mostima, and said, "It's just about having a drink. If you act like this, I'm afraid it won't end well!"

    Mostima asked with a smile: "I want dozens of kilograms of spiritual spring water."

    When this sentence came out, it was really earth-shattering, not to mention the intelligence personnel from all walks of life who were monitoring, even the three and fourth ranks raised their earsup.

    Hu Huan said helplessly: "How could I"

    He casually threw a small gourd over and said, "If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

    Mostima took the small gourd and found that it was full. Immediately understood what Hu Huan meant, and said with a smile: "I believe you once."

    Then he unceremoniously put the little gourd in his pocket.

    Hu Huan gave away the water from the spiritual spring, and of course Mostima would not dismantle his old friend. Although Hu Huan has not yet recovered his strength, Mostima really knows that this veteran of the Taiping Tianbing  How terrible it is.

    It really doesn't matter if he made some small jokes, but if he wants to piss off Hu Huan, unless he kills him right now, he must be the one who is unlucky.

    However, Mostima has been trapped in the third level for many years, and he has deeply understood the limitations of the ghost method. The next step is not to get a few fourth-level swallows to improve.

    Without the coordination of the higher-level new methods, swallowing the fourth level will only cause confusion and cultivate a monster.

    Hu Huan back then funded the establishment of countless new laws, and he was also a first-class master. Among the veterans of the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers, he was the most knowledgeable and the most intelligent.

    Mostima knows that if he wants to break through to the fourth level, the most reliable guide can only be Hu Huan.

    He really thought that Hu Huan had died before, and he was quite regretful, but since Hu Huan is not dead, he has hope.

    Mostima and Hu Huan have known each other for hundreds of years. Whether the other party is good enough friends or not, both of them are a little confused, but they are really old acquaintances.

    Everyone knows who the other party is and what they should do so as not to offend the other party. This kind of transaction is completed in front of everyone, so that no one can see the clues. It is simply a small tacit understanding.

    Mostima received Hu Huan's spiritual spring water and was satisfied. This was a good start. He said with a smile: "Let me tell you a secret!"

    "The Heavenly Demon Sunyou is not dead."

    Hu Huan was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Mostima was going to fool him, just like he fooled Ma Chengwu.

    But he didn't expect Mostima to say something immediately, which shocked him: "I know where he is trapped.?
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