The next day, Benny rode a bicycle he got from the side of the road towards the CIA headquarters.

Unlike yesterday, he was not in a hurry at all, and even seemed very leisurely. While blowing his whistle, he looked around and looked around, pedaling slowly in the car, like a backpacker.

When he arrived near the headquarters, Benny stopped, hid his bicycle in a small alley, and swaggered into the CIA headquarters building.

After taking out the magnetic card prepared last time, Benny went to the outside of Hoffman's office after successfully passing the previous inspection.

Talking to the secretary outside Hoffman's door, Benny flipped through the visitor records, and pretended to inadvertently complain about Hoffman, and he was immediately approved by the secretary.

The more they talked, the more they fell in love, Benny even got the secretary's phone number, and the secretary asked him to share dinner with him after get off work.

Nodding in response, Benny asked about Hoffman's itinerary.

With the background of the pleasant chat atmosphere in the front, the secretary stated Hoffman's today's arrangements without any suspicion.

Quietly jot down the off-duty time, and chatted with the secretary for a while, before Benny pretended to be going to clean, and left with an excuse.

Leaving Hoffman's office, Benny sneaked into the cloakroom, took the cleaning tools, and wandered around the building.

Soon, Benny figured out the location of Hoffman's bodyguard.

He did not act immediately, but honestly started the cleaning work after figuring out the location.

It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that Hoffman was about to leave, and Benny carried the bucket and mop again to the room where the bodyguard stayed, and dragged the floor outside the room.

At half past five, the chatting bodyguards got up and walked downstairs with a smile. Benny was hiding around the corner with a bucket, and when the bodyguard passed by, he rushed out in a hurry.

boom--

Benny got his wish and collided with a guy who was about the same size as his own. The sewage in the bucket splashed and spilled both of them.

"Hey!"

The bald brother yelled at Benny angrily. Benny quickly apologized and kept his head down and said sorry.

"Forget it, Dave, go and change your clothes. We are waiting for you in the car, and you go out and get on the car directly from the front door."

The leading bodyguard stopped Dave, and hurriedly left after an order.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. Let me change your clothes for you."

Benny owed it upside down and followed Dave with the bucket. Into the lounge.

Dave had a very bad impression of Benny, and he was still cursing while **** after closing the door.

Benny responded perfunctorily, put down the bucket and mop, and patted Dave on the shoulder.

"What are you doing!"

Dave turned around and asked wickedly.

boom----

It was Benny's big fist that greeted him.

Dave groaned, and took a few steps backwards, clutching his nose. Before he could react, Benny bullied himself up, pulled Dave with one hand, and strangled Dave's neck with his arm, the other His hand tightly covered Dave's mouth. No matter how hard Dave struggled, he dared not let go.

Gradually, Dave's struggling strength weakened and eventually fainted.

Benny let go of Dave, picked up the clothes in the closet, quickly put it on himself, and after thinking about it, he moved Dave to the closet and tied it up. He took Dave's socks and stuffed it into his mouth to block it. , Locked the cabinet, arranged in front of the mirror, and left with satisfaction.

He ran downstairs quickly, just out of the house, just in time to see the car driving up from the underground garage, Benny waved his hand quickly.

The car stopped beside him, Benny jumped into the car and drove away.

"Why so long?"

The leading bodyguard asked suspiciously.

Because they were uniformly wearing black suits and sunglasses, Benny was about the same size as Dave, with bald heads and the dim light in the car, they did not recognize Benny.

"Nothing. There was a delay while changing clothes."

Benny pinched his throat and imitated Dave's voice.

"What's wrong with your throat?"

Asked a companion next to him.

"Have a fight with that **** cleaner, my throat is uncomfortable."

The companion has to ask again. The Hoffman in front of him has turned his head and cast a dissatisfied look at them, and the companion hastened to shut his mouth tightly.

The car fell silent, and everyone sat on their seats properly, silent.

This car Benny had made twice before, and it still belonged to Will at that time.

The exterior of the car looks no different from an ordinary commercial car, but it is actually very heavy. A thick steel plate is added to the car's ground, so that the car can adapt to most of the harsh terrain and drive very smoothly. The glass of the car is also bulletproof. Glass, even in the face of close-range rifle shooting, can hold for tens of seconds. The interior of the car is even more airtight, and even an air filter system is installed to prevent poisonous gas attacks.

It can be said that this car is almost to the extreme in terms of safety, and it can be called a small mobile fortress.

After nearly an hour and a half of driving, the car finally stopped.

It was already dark outside at this time.

Benny got out of the car with the bodyguards, followed Hoffman, and successfully got into the warehouse.

After checking the layers, everyone took the elevator to the test room. At this point, Hoffman's bodyguards were placed in a large common room and stayed with dozens of other bodyguards.

Benny sat in the chair for a while, got up and asked quietly

"Boss, I'm a little uncomfortable, I want to go to the bathroom."

The leading bodyguard frowned, looked up at Benny, and shook his head in the direction of the door.

"Hurry up."

Benny nodded and left the room quickly.

Out of the lounge, Benny briefly looked around the laboratory and quickly found Hoffman's name.

In addition to Hoffman, there were several names of people he knew very well. They sat in a circle, apparently holding a meeting.

Benny pursed his lips and walked in the direction of the conference room, then stopped in front of a door.

After tossing in front of the door and still not passing, Benny's suspicious behavior finally attracted the attention of the security personnel inside.

Seeing the security personnel look over, Bennis simply took off his sunglasses, raised his left arm, and a ball of fire emerged out of thin air. In the security staff's stunned mouth, the fireball hit the gate.

Accompanied by a violent explosion, a scorching air wave passed by, and the door was smashed open by a hole the size of a human head.

The door was finally opened by breaking his hands against the hole.

Only then did the security personnel react and quickly raised their guns and aimed at Benny.

"Boom boom——"

Benny stood on the spot and imitated the sound of falling to the ground, a black halo spread out around him, and the surrounding security personnel fell to the ground in response.

Benny did not attack the security personnel. He just looked down and after confirming that the security personnel had lost the ability to resist, he pushed open the door of the conference room.

"Ladiesandgentlemen!"

Standing at the door, Benny opened his arms exaggeratedly, shouting enthusiastically, attracting the eyes of everyone in the meeting room as he wished.

"Yo! Pastor Newlin, we meet again!"

Benny raised his eyebrows and greeted someone he was familiar with.

"You-hello!"

Pastor Newlin apparently still had a fresh memory of what Benny did in the Church of the Sun, and he recognized Benny at a glance.

Benny nodded, satisfied with the fear displayed by the trembling Pastor Newlin.

"Benny Hammond!!"

Benny heard the sound and saw that a gray-haired old man was pointing a pistol at himself angrily.

"Gent, relax." Benny raised his hands and said with a smile. "I know you don't like me, I know, everyone knows, yes, everyone knows you don't like me, and I don't like you. But I I want to hear that after I finish, you should like me a little bit."

"I have packaged your little secret to a friend. If he does not receive my call when the sun rises tomorrow, then he will reveal part of the little secret to people who are interested. I think, for you Many people will be interested in this little secret, Ghent."

"Of course, we have a connector code, so even if you find someone to imitate my voice, you may not succeed. On the contrary, it will make your little secret leak faster. Yes, maybe he will be excited, and he will all brainstorm. Secrets have been leaked out. Including your human trials, betrayal of colleagues, and surveillance programs, yes, Mr. Gent, and Mr. Hoffman, I know your surveillance programs. I even have a list of CIA spies."

"Comeon! Don't look at me with an expression of seeing a ghost, Hoffman, you are really horrible. If it were Will, he would not be surprised that I knew this. Seriously, you really It’s too much to miss, Mr. Hoffman."

With that said, Benny directly ignored Hoffman's distorted pie face and turned to look at the people in a row opposite.

"And these few, I think we should have met, or if you have met me, I haven't met you yet, vampires, don't you introduce yourself?"

There was no sound in the meeting room, only Benny's voice echoed back and forth in the room.

Gent took a deep look at Benny, then turned to look at the vampires.

"Mr. Gent."

Before the vampires could act, Benny's voice sounded again.

"Are your eyes sick? Maybe you need an ophthalmologist."

"Several Mr. Vampires. You should have all heard of me, maybe even met me, and studied my abilities repeatedly. Then you should understand that before hypnotizing me, I must have a way to turn you into a pool. Minced meat, like the spokesperson lady who refuses to speak."

The vampires sat quietly and motionless, their eyes fixed on Benny, a vampire next to Ghent turned his head and spoke softly.

"Mr. Gent, he is right."

"This gentleman is no ordinary person. He once brutally killed one of our kings."

"Madam, what you said is biased."

Benny interrupted the vampire, pulled a chair and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair and said

"If he didn't threaten me with my godson, I wouldn't do that. You all know that the smell of being sprayed on the body by a pool of slimy ground meat is disgusting. I feel like vomiting when I think about it. ."