After Chekhov put down his gun, he was a little depressed.
At the headquarters, Luo Yi said to him,""If you go to the 8 star hotel now, you still have time to kill Abu Dhabi's 9th son. If you don't want to go, I'll find someone else. "
"Go! Why aren't you going? leave this person to me. " Chekhov quickly packed up his sniper rifle and some equipment as he said to Jian Xun,""Keep me updated on that person's movements at all times. This cooked duck is flying away. I'm not having supper tonight. Oh, by the way, why didn't you kill this eighth brother?"
Luo Yi smiled."Because the driver of the police car that picked him up was Dulson."
Chekhov's eyes widened."F * ck, why didn't you find me for this difficult undercover mission?" Of all the people you could find, you found Dulson? Other than being able to teleport and run fast, that guy doesn't have any other abilities. "
