I have a magical world

Chen Xuan's tone was very calm.

It's like asking the little girl next door if work and school are hard.

From beginning to end, no one showed too much surprise about this matter.

Hearing this question, Zoya, who was sitting next to her, had a look of surprise in her eyes.

But calm soon returned.

After all, she had received professional training. After experiencing the initial anxiety, Zoya.

I have a new perspective on Blue Star Mysterio.

Judging from the conversations before and after the minivan set off.

Mysterio should be a young man.

His behavior and dialogue are not rigid, but have the liveliness and freedom unique to young people.

As for more details, we need to wait for further contact before we have the opportunity to draw conclusions.

Thoughts surged in her heart, and after pondering for a while, Zoya chose to tell the truth.

Although she didn't know how the other party knew that she was from the special department of the KGB.

But the other party is the Blue Star Mysterio, and he has some intelligence acquisition capabilities that ordinary people can't imagine. It doesn't seem to be an unacceptable thing.

"The training when I was young was not bad."

"Mainly language and culture classes."

"Only after the age of 14 will there be more rigorous physical fitness, fighting and tactical training."

She made no mention of the Thought Seal Project.

This is top secret in Da Mao.

Even if Mysterio knew the truth, she would never bring it up.

For Zoya, this is a matter of principle.

"Then you must be good at fighting?"

Chen Xuan nodded noncommittally and asked casually.

This new question made Zoya frown slightly and feel a little confused.

She shook her head and answered with a serious expression.

"No, my grades in fighting class are average."

"But my marksmanship is perfect."

"My teacher once said that hand-to-hand combat is not a required course for a qualified specialist, but an elective course."

“Women’s bodies are inherently weaker than men’s.”

"Being obsessed with close combat is thankless."

"So in my courses, most of what I teach is how to use weapons and even various daily necessities around me to kill enemies quickly in a short time."

Within her authority, Zoya chose to be honest whenever she could answer directly.

This is also the order left by the boss.

When it comes to confidentiality, she will choose to remain silent.

Chen Xuan had no intention of exploring Da Mao's secrets.

Chatting with Zoya was purely to pass the time.

At the same time, he was also curious about the fact that the big brother, the KGB, left behind sharp blades and eyes and ears.

Anyone who has read a few books of literature has more or less read about the love and hatred between KGB agents and CAI and FIB agents.

Chen Xuan was very satisfied with Zoya's answer.

He knew that the other party was not lying.

This relatively straightforward chat can satisfy his curiosity very well.

Let the KGB organization, which was once extremely mysterious to him, gradually reveal the tip of the iceberg.

After chatting for seven or eight minutes, Zoya became somewhat familiar with him.

In other words, the unknown fear of extraordinary life has weakened slightly.

This is because in the questions and answers, Chen Xuan also reveals his humanity, making the veil of mystery gradually dissipate.

Human beings are always afraid of the unknown.

The powerful power possessed by Blue Star Mysterio has caused many people to have an instinctive estrangement, which is like an ant seeing an elephant.

In fact, Chen Xuan did not stop being a human being, nor did he become another ethnic group or species.

Based on his childhood experience and personality, although his body has become so powerful that it can be called inhuman, his mind is still not completely out of the human frame.

For him, there's nothing wrong with being a human being.

It would be even better to be a superman.

Chen Xuancai didn't want to be some lofty god.

I don't have too much interest.

"By the way Zoya, haven't you ever had a boyfriend?"

Chen Xuan had a piece of dried meat in his mouth at some point and was chewing it slowly.

The supplementary effect of this kind of Warcraft meat jerky on him is much stronger than the ordinary Blue Star food.

He basically eats dried meat as a snack.

This will keep your energy levels up.

The new questions took a different direction and no longer asked about the KGB.

This made Zoya confused again, because the jump was a bit big.

But her mission on this trip included trying to get in touch with the target as much as possible, sacrificing color if necessary.

This kind of personal issue is a good opportunity.

By now Zoya has understood that Blue Star Mysterio is definitely a human being.

At least he's not an unworldly guy.

She is still very confident in her own charm.

"The organization doesn't allow it."

Zoya said reservedly, expecting the mysterious guest to go further.

If I could have an in-depth conversation with him, I might have a chance to get a sample.

This has very important reference significance for Da Mao.

The changes brought about by the body are bound to have far-reaching consequences.

These impacts will be reflected in changes in biological information.

Through biological means, it may be possible to reversely decipher extraordinary secrets.

That would be even better.

I just hope that the other party is not so powerful that something goes wrong...

Zoya couldn't help but have random thoughts in her mind.

She has always been a staunch supporter and fighter for Da Mao.

"Oh, got it."

But Chen Xuan responded casually.

But he didn't speak any more.

He didn't mind what happened with Mao Mei.

But it's far from being so horny.

To put it crudely, it means that I have not become addicted.

After all, he has no shortage of women at all.

Even on Naroa's side, he went to Ataxlog to support him.

Among the accompanying garrison, there were also many beautiful female soldiers who were willing to recommend themselves as pillow mats.

He will eat this hairy girl sooner or later.

Since she is with him, Chen Xuan will definitely not let her go back as she is.

We should take a look later to see whether it is the soul contract that is more powerful or the ideological seal.

So he seemed extremely calm.

This is because Chen Xuan has always been confident and does not take this matter too seriously.

Vaino never looked back while driving. He held the steering wheel with one hand and took a sip of Birdie Vodka from time to time.

There were several times when overtaking was impossible.

This tiny 1.0L engine made an overwhelmed whine from beginning to end.

But Vaino's face was full of excitement.

It can be seen that driving like this makes him very happy.

There were several "small" mistakes during this period, but Chen Xuan quietly corrected them with his mental power. If he were an ordinary passenger, he would probably have to watch this guy rear-end or roll over while driving drunk.

This guy Vaino is a complete idiot.

Through [Insight] Chen Xuan discovered that he has super male syndrome.

He has a bad temper, is also very fond of drinking, and has been in jail for violent incidents.

In other words, these are these fiercely violent maniacs.

But that doesn't mean there's anything wrong with his IQ, it's just that he's more irritable than ordinary people.

That's why when I first met Chen Xuan, I wasn't surprised by his extraordinary abilities.

The reaction was to pick up the ax first.

In a situation that Jin Brick and he couldn't understand, Vaino would naturally not resort to violence against Chen Xuan without thinking. The super male body actually has a sharper intuition.

He knew that if he dared to do anything to the "young master" in front of him, he was afraid that the Tianling Cap would be screwed off.

A violent maniac and a martial maniac are two different things.

But Vaino didn't care about other things, including the KGB.

He likes to pursue excitement, and Chen Xuan's acquiescence to him makes him feel very happy.

After about half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination.

This place has long been far away from the urban area of ​​Moscow and is located in the suburbs, on one side of the Moscow River.

The neighborhood is not considered desolate, but it is not prosperous either. They are all residential buildings left over from the Su Lian period.

These residential buildings look square and square, with a somewhat low and dilapidated feel.

Among the many residents, there is a market that occupies a large area.

On the faded arch-shaped signboard, the four characters "Waterbank Witch" are written in Mao dialect.

Cars cannot enter the market, and no one is guarding the door.

But Chen Xuan noticed that there were several groups of young yellow-haired people with colorful hair on the street.

Da Mao also has many such societies.

Vaino parked the minivan on the side of the road in a familiar manner.

Those yellow hairs all turned their attention here.

One of the yellow men even got up and walked over

"Hey, long time no see Vaino."

Huang Mao, the leader, took the initiative to say hello with a cigarette in his mouth.

His face had the characteristic unruliness of a Slavic young man.

"You have grown taller Raja."

Vaino smiled heartily.

At this time, Huang Mao named Raja saw Zoya getting out of the back seat and Chen Xuan in disguise.

Zoya's body is wandering with focused and graceful eyes.

"who are they?"

Raja spit out half of the cigarette in his mouth and asked with a half-smile.

Vaino showed his big white teeth.

"That is the messenger of the gods, my boss and employer."

"Mr. Young Master."

"I don't know the other young girl, but she seems to be from the KGB?"

He said seriously, turning back and waving his hand warmly to Chen Xuan.

At this time, Zoya was still wearing the knee-length skirt and uniform, but she had taken off her work badge in the car.

Vaino's serious words made the young Huang Mao startled for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Damn Vaino."

"I suspect your brain has been completely shut off!"

After that, he blew a frivolous whistle.

Crossing Vaino towards Zoya.

As for Chen Xuan, he completely ignored him.

"I advise you not to do this..."

"I'm afraid the young master will be angry."

Vaino's voice sounded behind him, but Raja did not pay attention to it.

He didn't take action because the job he took over was just to be a guide.

Chen Xuan didn't move, and even showed an interesting look.

He took out another piece of dried meat from somewhere and bit into it.

This made the arrogant look on the Raja's face even more serious.

Several other miscellaneous animals accompanying him whistled.

Facing this scene, Zoya frowned slightly and lowered her eyelids slightly.

With his right hand, he quietly took off the metal cufflink with a three-centimeter thimble.

"Beautiful lady."

"You look like it's your first time coming to the Waterside Witch Black Market."

"You need a qualified guide."

Raja came to Zoya's side and glanced wantonly while speaking.

Chen Xuan didn't know it, and the expression on his face became more obvious.

But the closer he got, the stronger the evil fire in Raja's heart became.

He made up his mind that if Zoya didn't know what to do, he would use force.

Raja belongs to a small gang from the neighborhood.

In Da Mao, the amount of assets directly or indirectly controlled by gangs is as high as 20~25%.

Starting in the seventies and continuing until the collapse of Big Brother in the nineties.

The gangs at that time took the opportunity to recruit many commissioners, retired elites, etc.

There are even large gangs with killer groups composed of retired special forces.

In recent years, due to Pu Jing's iron-fisted policy, the gangs have restrained their public appearance.

But there are still large areas of lawlessness on the outskirts of Moscow.

Including this black market.

Waino's happy place is a place outside the law.

Chen Xuan was not worried at all, because he knew very well that Zoya was by no means a harmless little white rabbit.

Even when chatting she spoke very modestly.

And this time her task has a high priority.

The privilege she holds allows her to kill.

"I don't need a guide..."

"Please leave my side immediately."

Zoya warned seriously.

This only made Raja smile even more playfully.

"Hehehe, don't be so unkind."

For Raja, the colder Zoya behaves, the happier he will be when it comes to handling it later.

So he took a step closer again.

He even reached out his hand to hold Zoya's arm.

Just when Zoya was about to take action.

Chen Xuan spoke lightly.

"Don't interfere with my entertainment."

This made Zoya restrain her hands and prepare to endure the humiliation.

Suddenly, she found that Raja's hand was frozen in place, unable to move forward.

The expression on his face also stiffened slightly.

The yellow ones in the back were still whistling without knowing why.

The next moment, Raja suddenly covered his neck.

He stuck out his tongue and his eyes bulged slightly.

What happened at the same time were several other yellow hairs accompanying him.

Under such circumstances, they were quickly suffocated alive.

Chen Xuan did not kill him.

Instead, he raised his chin towards Zoya.

"Find someone to deal with it."

What happened here made several other groups of Huang Mao couldn't help but get up and take a look with surprised eyes, and then they unanimously chose to leave.

Waino didn't seem surprised by this and came to Raja's side to check his breathing.

He seemed to have a clear sense of stupidity at the moment.

"You boy who doesn't listen to advice... hum."

Zoya on the other side took out a communication device from her pocket and muttered something in a low voice.

Then he bowed apologetically to Chen Xuan.

The three of them then walked towards the entrance of the Waterside Witch Black Market.

This little episode is nothing.

A young gangster named Raja can escape the death penalty.

It won't be long before someone with big hair will take them away.

Sent to a Siberian prison for a hundred and eighty years.

Go through the slightly rusted wrought iron gate.

There is another mystery in the market.

Almost all shops are hung with heavy curtains.

From the outside, you can't tell it's a business at all.

There were some drug addicts in a psychedelic state wandering on the street. Many of them had bulging waists, obviously carrying guns.

...(End of chapter)