"One last question."

After Ye Lan got the most crucial answer, he no longer planned to stay. "Where is the warehouse where the virus weapons are stored?"

"It's in the third room from the left." The general knew everything.

He was a member of the younger generation promoted by Lahan, and also inherited his father's position, so he had never fought in a war, let alone experienced such torture. Although he was loyal to Lahan, it was not as important as his own life.

Now I just want the two evil gods in front of me to leave quickly.

Unfortunately, Ye Lan and Xiao Yunting were the kind of people who never left any trouble behind, so they struck the other person with a single blow, causing him to fall into a deep coma, the kind that would prevent him from waking up until the next day.

"Let's go and find the warehouse first, otherwise it will be too late."

Xiao Yunting heard the sound of a car starting outside, which must be transporting weapons to the front line.

Ye Lan nodded slightly, turned around and walked out with him.

Just at this moment, there were footsteps approaching outside, followed by a knock on the door.

"Sir, it's time to go."

Xiao Yunting paused and, between knocking out one more person and covering up the truth, he quickly chose the most convenient latter.

He walked to the clothes rack nearby, took out a new uniform, put it on despite his obsessive-compulsive disorder, and then kicked the unconscious general on the ground under the table.

Ye Lan was watching the show at first, but when she suddenly saw him coming over, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "Help me a favor."

Um?

Ye Lan raised her eyes to look at him, and almost instantly understood what this person wanted to do, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Xiao Yunting's eyes became more and more profound. He approached her, put his arm around her waist, and carried her to sit on the chair behind the desk.

Bang bang.

"Sir!"

"Sir, are you alright?"

The knocking on the door outside was getting more and more urgent, while the two people in the house were in a very ambiguous posture.

At this time, Xiao Yunting was sitting on a chair, and Ye Lan was sitting on his lap, their faces close to each other.

She knew that the other party wanted to hide his face so as to send his subordinates outside the door away.

But it’s hard to say whether he has any other thoughts.

Looking at the cold face in front of him, which seemed to be heartless and desireless, Ye Lan raised his arms and put them around his neck.

The skin on the back of the man's neck was gently stroked by the fingertips, and his strong shoulders visibly stiffened.

So Ye Lan leaned in closer, her warm breath falling on the side of his face, and asked with interest, "Do you still feel it like this?"

Xiao Yunting knew that she was teasing him about his previous lack of reaction to Qu Yueqing. With his lowered eyes, his gaze was fixed on the girl's lips, which were raised playfully. The red color was not glamorous, but at this moment it gave rise to countless delusions in his heart.

The next moment, he tilted his head and captured her lips, beginning to conquer her.

The temperature in the room gradually rose, as if dry wood was burning and a raging fire was about to explode.

Just as Xiao Yunting's big hands tightly grasped Ye Lan's waist, wishing he could swallow her into his stomach, the door was suddenly slammed open.

"Sir!"

The subordinate rushed in, pointing a gun at the seat, and was about to rescue him, but was stunned when he saw the scene behind the desk.

Xiao Yunting suddenly braked and suddenly burst into anger. He picked up an ashtray nearby and threw it at him, "Get lost."

Fortunately, his common sense made him remember that he was role-playing and using the Saudi language.

The subordinate was already frightened after catching his boss doing something nice, and after being hit by the ashtray, he didn't even dare to look at him. He hurriedly nodded and apologized, "I'm sorry, sir. I'll be out right away."

After saying that, he immediately left the office and closed the door.

When people are in a state of confusion, it is difficult for them to distinguish between sounds and shapes.

After a while, the subordinates outside led the convoy and set off first.

As for his own boss, he did not dare to urge him any further, let alone ask where he could find a woman during such a tense time of military preparation.

These Saudi nobles have been acting absurdly for a long time.

Inside the office.

Xiao Yunting took a lot of effort to get away from Ye Lan.

At that time, Ye Lan stroked his slightly swollen lips, and looked at the other person who was pretending to be calm and striding out, and he couldn't help but admire him.

This is unbearable...

But time waits for no one. The teams behind have already started to move the equipment that will be used in the next game.

Ye Lan entered the third-to-last warehouse, lifted the military waterproof cloth, and saw things that looked like oxygen tanks with a toxic symbol of a crossed skull hanging on them.

A rough glance revealed that there were dozens of tons!

"They don't want to win, but to reduce the population." The leisurely look on Ye Lan's face faded, and a layer of coldness appeared between his brows.

In recent years, the population of Green Dream Country has exploded, all of whom are refugees from neighboring countries.

There is only so much land, and now the average life expectancy is constantly increasing, which has led to an overload of population not only in Green Dream Country but also in other surrounding areas.

Other small countries are more cunning and deliberately create refugees and drive people to Green Dream.

Saudi Arabia is even more ruthless, planning to use the virus to clean up the land.

"There's so much we can't take all of them away at once." Xiao Yunting's face darkened. Realizing the seriousness of the situation, he directly suggested, "I'll have someone from the company take over."

The Xiao family also has a branch here, and they are well-managed and cunning. They have a chance of sneaking in and getting rid of these things.

However, after hearing this, Ye Lan thought about it and shook his head: "No, just let them help us transport it away."

Xiao Yunting: "..."

Um?

Facts have proved that in the practice of cultivation, metaphysics is truly all-encompassing and the most exquisite.

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