Chapter 161 [Sokovia Group]
The person who asked Yang An was a beautiful woman.
She had been paying attention to Yang An for a while. When she saw Yang An stop, she walked over on high heels to chat.
High heels make a clicking sound when stepped on the bluestone street.
Yang An looked back.
The woman is dressed in a fashionable and avant-garde style, with a low-cut light blue short skirt, a large white collar exposed, very semen-sucking, and a pair of straight, healthy legs.
Having the same red hair as Black Widow Natasha, their appearance is somewhat similar, with the depth of a Westerner and the delicate skin of an Easterner.
By the way, Yang An thought that the black widow she had never met seemed to be Russian.
What a wonderful fate.
There are thousands of beauties in Marvel, and most of them are Russians?
She is not a special case on this street. There are many attractive beauties on this street. Perhaps it is precisely because of the presence of beauties and luxury cars that this street is more prosperous.
Maybe Yang An didn’t answer.
The woman rolled her eyes, stepped forward and got closer to Yang An, and smiled charmingly.
"You are a tourist here, maybe you need a tour guide who is familiar with the streets and can walk with you."
The light smell of perfume on the woman's body, and the likeness The deep ravines are all trying to seduce, ahem, attract the opposite sex.
Yang An raised his eyebrows, understanding.
Poverty will inevitably breed darkness and sin.
Just like the Czech Republic and Blackland in the future, the yellow industry chain in Sokovia is also developed. A large number of Eastern European women have dreams of crossing the ocean to the United States on the other side.
Unfortunately, most of their fates are not good.
Even in Sokovia, women cannot find jobs and can only work in custom industries.
The beautiful and seductive woman in front of you claims to be a tour guide and can provide escort.
But whether it is to visit the big bed in the hotel or to visit the surrounding scenery, it is not necessarily certain.
“Sorry, it’s not needed at the moment.”
Yang An took a step back and shook his head slightly to refuse, but the woman seemed to want to complete the order.
She lifted her burgundy hair that hung down to her chest, revealing a clearer ravine. She was so generous. If Yang An didn't take a look, he would be puzzled by her amorous feelings.
"My name is Elena. I can give you a preferential price. How about three hundred dollars a week? You only need to include one meal per day. I am familiar with this place and am a professional tour guide who graduated from a tour guide school. No."< br>
Before Elena could finish speaking, Yang An, who was already planning to walk to the hotel, stopped.
“Deal.”
He nodded.
"Those deceitful women? You said the deal was done?" The woman was a little surprised.
"Yeah."
Yang An glanced behind him and noticed movement at the door of the hotel, and walked toward the security guard.
The security guard of this Hydra industry is much stronger than ordinary people. From the way he walks, it can be seen that he is a martial artist, and he seems to have a gun on his waist.
Yang An calmly put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a wallet he had just received from someone else.
There are a lot of banknotes inside, all in US dollars.
It can also be seen from this the extent of Sokovia's economic collapse. Only if there is a lack of confidence in the national currency will settlement in US dollars be used.
Yang An took out a wad of banknotes and gave it to the woman, while stretching out his arm.
As the sole heir to Osborne Industries, Yang An has experienced more colorful occasions than imagined.
The movements are elegant, as if inviting a lady to be a dance partner at a ball.
It is probably because of his temperament and the fact that he stopped in front of the most expensive hotel on this street that Elena came to him.
Elena happily took the banknote, looked at Yang An's naturally stretched out arm, hesitated for a moment and then pulled it up, so that Yang An could feel her plumpness better.
A heavy soft body was leaning against his arm. The scent of milk was fragrant, but it didn’t have the serious body odor of Western European white people. This girl was very good.
"How should I call you?" Elena asked with a smile.
"Alan, just call me Alan." Yang An said casually, and then walked into the hotel with Elena on his arm.
Just then, the sturdy security guard opened the door.
It was like coming to greet Yang An.
Perhaps he noticed that Yang An handed the woman a stack of money, and then the woman took Yang An's arm. This behavior was exactly the same as those tourists who have money to have fun.
The security guard was not looking for trouble.
"Thank you."
Yang An thanked him casually, and took out a US dollar bill and stuffed it into the chest pocket of the security guard who made way for him.
The security guard's expression completely relaxed and he nodded, "Welcome, sir, please come in."
Elena stared at the bulging wallet in Yang An's hand, and the smile on her face became even brighter.
Soon, Yang An opened the hotel, and the ID card was the wallet owner's.
A fat man with a big belly, but Yang An used a little bit of manipulation to transform the photo into his current appearance, and of course his name.
"Welcome Mr. Allen, your room is on the sixth floor. Do you need help transporting your luggage?"
"No need." Yang An motioned to Elena to take the house card, nodded slightly and left.
"Mr. Allen, are you an American?"
The two walked into the elevator, Elena asked curiously.
Her voice is clear and crisp, and she must be as beautiful as the nightingale singing when she sings gracefully on the big bed.
"That's right." Yang An said perfunctorily. He glanced around. The buildings here were very thick. The walls were even eight or nine centimeters thick. They were made of solid stone bricks mixed with cement mortar.
I wonder if the Hydra Baron is in the hotel now.
It seems that Yang An’s impatient response was misunderstood because he was eager to do something sexy, and Elena obediently shut up.
Waiting for the elevator.
Yang An glimpsed from the corridor window.
Not far away, outside a high-end restaurant across the street, a bald man with a big belly was waving his arms at the police. His expression showed excitement and anger.
In response, the police officers drew their guns and pointed them at the man.
It seemed that the police on this street were more effective and put the other party in a police car and took him away.
Yang An looked away, with a smile on his lips.
The number of sins on that man's body is one of the most on this street, second only to this Hydra Snake Cave, which is almost full of black air.
Yang An doesn’t feel guilty at all for cheating such a guy.
Elena was looking for a room and didn't notice this scene.
"We're here!" She said with a hint of joy in her tone, "This is my first time staying in such a great hotel."
Yang An was noncommittal.
Pushing open the door and just walking into the room.
Elena turned around and hugged Yang An, her huge breasts almost hitting him.
But she missed it.
Her eyes immediately went blank, and Yang An, who was standing there, moved away and stood behind her.
“How is that possible?”
Elena’s expression was stunned, as if she couldn’t figure out how Yang An managed to dodge past.
When she turned around, she found Yang An standing behind her.
"This is amazing, Allen~ You are very fast, but I hope~ you can slow down a little bit in bed."
Elena smiled coquettishly, but found that Yang An was not as she thought. So anxious. "It seems that you lied to Miss Elena. You are not a tour guide, at least you did not graduate from a tour guide school."
Yang An had no expression on his face and tilted his head towards the embarrassed Ai Lina said softly.
“I don’t understand.” A flash of surprise flashed in Elena’s eyes, but she was still calm.
"You have a good figure." Yang An looked around the room, a living room, a sofa and a TV in front of him, and the bedroom next door should be.
It is decorated in a European classical style and looks quite comfortable, but it is worth the high room rate of three hundred US dollars a day.
"Of course, I also feel that I have maintained a good figure." Elena tried to get close to her again, like a enchanting blue beauty snake, but was dodged by Yang An.
She had no choice but to sit on the sofa and raise her slender legs in silk stockings.
But what Yang An said next caused the smile on her face to freeze.
"No, it's not the figure of a woman, but the figure of a soldier or killer who is proficient in fighting skills."
Yang An crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows.
This is not just a place where customs are produced.
Gangs and human organ trading are also a major pillar industry here.
Those wealthy tourists who are obsessed with sex and want to find a romantic relationship here are more likely to encounter the fairy dance.
Especially the kind of woman who takes the initiative to post it.
Although this Elena has a good figure, her body muscles are very strong. The most important thing is that she does not know that Yang An has a pair of eyes that can see through people's memories.
"Legilimency"
It is said that Dumbledore always maintained Legilimency, but this was confirmed by Yang An to be false, mainly because Dumbledore's eyes were really sharp.
Elina's expression finally changed at this time, and some shock flashed in her eyes.
But before she could make any move, a magic spell hit her.
"Falling asleep!"
The next second, her vision went dark and she passed out.
In Yang An's hand, he put away a magic wand.
"The magic power of the clone is not as good as the original body." He sighed.
Yang An hadn't discovered it before, until this time he greatly improved his extraordinary ability to the third level.
As a result he discovered the parasite's flaw.
Although a complete parasite can use most of his body's abilities, Yang An discovered after many experiments that he can only use second-order abilities at most.
Yang An guessed that maybe it was because the "parasitism" talent had not been upgraded yet, and maybe the "split" talent also had to be advanced to the second level.
This will cast magic as well.
The number of Yang Ans has reached ten. After the magic talents of each Yang An are shared, Yang An's magic talents are astonishingly high
But this clone can only exert the 'power of six Yangs', which should have reached It's the limit.
"Sure enough, no talent is useless, each one must be upgraded."
Then
"Legilimency!"
The Legilimency just now simply revealed that Elena had bad intentions, this time it was an in-depth search of the memory.
Where there is light there is darkness.
The dark corners that are not illuminated by lights look like the underground of a magnificent hotel.
In fact, it hides evil and evil!
This is a huge casino, accessible via an elevator inside the hotel.
It is not uncommon for hotels to have underground casinos. Whether it is the gambling city of Alaska or the five major casinos in Omen, they are all connected to the hotel.
This underground casino was transformed from a civil air defense project. It goes tens of meters underground and can withstand an attack by a large-yield nuclear weapon.
After all, Sokovia was still a country hostile to the West before the civil war.
But now, this place has become a gold-selling cave and a romantic place.
In the casino hall, it can be said that people are in a state of drunkenness and wealth.
Noisy and lively sounds echoed, women's charming laughter and cheers, gamblers' nervous scoldings, and the spinning of the roulette wheel formed an exciting symphony.
The smoky, fragrant air makes people's blood boil as soon as they smell it.
Sokovian beauties can be seen everywhere wearing swimsuits or even fishnets, revealing large areas of white skin.
Stepping on high heels, making a clear clicking sound, walking through the crowd.
They snuggled up next to the gamblers who had not yet been drained of their last wealth, allowing them to rub their bodies vigorously, with smiles as bright as flowers.
Even though there were red finger marks on their fair skin, the women were all smiling, as if they were not aware of the pain.
Of course, the reward for this is that the gaps in their already thin clothes are filled with crystal chips.
The huge chandelier hanging from the towering ceiling illuminates the place like daylight, and the smooth marble floor reflects an exaggerated light.
Everything is so intoxicating and lingering.
But keep going deeper, to the second underground floor that most gamblers never reach.
It's completely different here.
This place is covered with thick cement boards, which completely isolates the noise from above.
Judging from the decoration, it is more luxurious than the casino above.
The corridor is quiet and strict, with one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps.
There are short-haired men in military uniforms everywhere, expressionless on duty. If you look closely, the badge on their chest is a skull with nine venomous snakes spitting out of its mouth.
In the deepest part of a gorgeous suite.
A depressing atmosphere filled the room.
"Your Excellency, Baron Strucker, here is the income and expenditure statement for the latest quarter."
The room is at a comfortable constant temperature.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on the manager's forehead, but he didn't dare to take out his handkerchief to wipe it. He said respectfully to the polite man sitting on the sofa.
Even though the other person doesn't look like a violent person, he behaves extremely cautiously.
Quan Yin The man in front of him has all the power in Sekovia, a warlord who controls the army, and is also a veteran of the terrifying Hydra organization.
Even though the other person looks young, he was actually born in 1923.
It is already 2009!
The feared Lord Baron crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa. He did not pick up the report on the coffee table, but raised his head and looked at the manager with a half-smile.
"Don't be nervous Wences, we are old friends. Look, you are always so timid."
Wences forced a smile and took the opportunity to take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat that was about to drip.
The Baron in front of me is a murderous demon who does not blink an eye.
Just thinking about those poor people who were dragged into experiments due to various mistakes, how could he not be afraid.
"It has always been my habit to respect you, Your Excellency."
Baron Strucker nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this.
“I believe you.”
Hearing this, the poor manager finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But before he could let go of the mention, a cold and slightly teasing question made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.
"But you betrayed my trust, Winches."
"Your Excellency, I, I don't understand!"
Looking at the frightened man in front of him with trembling lips, Baron Strucker took off his one-way lens and wiped it with a handkerchief as if nothing had happened.
"I heard that hotel guests have been in trouble recently and been robbed by a small gang?"
(End of this chapter)