The word Cossack is derived from the "Turkic" word, which means "free man" or "brave man" - the Kazakh of the Cossack nation (Turan race) is derived from the same Turkic word.
Jason Meagan's little waiter is a mixed race. His father is a Polish American, and his mother is a Soviet Slav, both of Cossack descent.
Her full name is interesting.
It's called [Hors·Juthrbog·Лидия·Катюша]
Translated is [Holse Jusselberg Lidia Katyusha]
It is a mixture of Latin and Russian.
This is related to her family background——
——Holes' father is an external employee of the CIA and an international mercenary active in the Middle East battlefield. He worked successively in the Emperor Penguin Chapter, the Arctic Fox Force, and the HK Weapons Company. He was a killer with a quick hands and a license to kill. His real name was Chris Jusselberg.
——Holes' mother was a KGB agent who infiltrated the FBI in the Soviet era. Her real name is unknown. She used three pseudonyms and two code names. Let's call her Katyusha.
The two met while performing their respective missions during the Persian Gulf War——
——After the mission, during the troubled period of the disintegration of the Soviet Union, in order to avoid the successive rounds of purges by the KGB and CIA, Katyusha found her old wartime friend Chris, and the two fled to a small village in Romania to hide their names and reorganized A fairy family.
Until 2007, Lehman Brothers had launched its bankruptcy plan, and Merrill Lynch committed to Bank of America. A huge financial tsunami has plunged U.S. intelligence agencies into a busy state.
Katyusha and Hors just gave birth to their first child——
——She is Jason Megan’s little waiter: Holes Jusselberg.
But this hardcore version of [Spy Play House] is not cozy at all.
Halls's upbringing was full of lies and deceit. Even if he was as close as his parents, they would fight over the issue of surname rights and the safety of his children.
Chris’s father wanted little Katyusha to learn quick-reaction shooting and CQC when she was four years old.
Katyusha's mother wanted Katyusha to start dressing up and make up when she was eight years old, and become proficient in multiple languages.
They are always busy, they are always moving around.
Dad always frowns, and Mom always has a fake smile on her face.
Little Katyusha understands everything and knows everything.
After all, she has the blood of a warrior in her body and the heart of an actress.
She was raised by a retired medical soldier from the SAS Royal Special Service Regiment. This old aunt was Chris' father's instructor, and was also a specially appointed armed employee given to BOSS by the [Philosopher Foundation] to help BOSS train soldiers, and also required Monitor BOSS's every move in the underground world.
For little Katyusha, nothing in this world is simple.
Movies, illustrations, dolls or pop music.
Fast food, cell phones, accordions or cats and dogs.
These things were too luxurious for her.
In her world, there are long-range attacks, self-hypnosis methods to resist waterboard interrogation, and training to imitate the manners of typical people in the spy school.
She has top membership cards at major shooting ranges around the world.
Eight weapons workshops want to tailor-make customized plans for her firearms.
She fired many, many guns, but never killed anyone.
Under the training of her parents, little Katyusha knew how to survive, but she didn't know how to live at all.
Until BOSS found her guardian and the SAS instructor grandma, took little Katyusha to the underground world, and arranged for her first passenger - Jason Megan.
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At this moment——
——The big clock tower in Nanhai City rang the bell at midnight.
The large manors around the castle were empty and had a strange and inexplicable atmosphere.
Specifically, Leonardo couldn't figure it out.
Sixteen newspapers, thirty-three detective agencies, and three brothers from MI6 across the UK went out to collect intelligence and spread news.
——No one came back.
What came back were only confusing and bizarre messages of unknown meaning.
Or a farewell note before death.
Or the high-pitched screams and exclamations of pain in the phone recording.
More often than not, there is an inexplicable loss of contact in a very short period of time, such as marginalized people with slightly less strength, ordinary dirty people who have no awareness of safety precautions, and have not yet performed the blood ceremony. These unlucky ghosts were still discussing going there just a second ago. What are you doing? He is fully expecting the Rose Church to make a big difference in this power change - in the next second, people and GPS signals disappear out of thin air and evaporate from the satellite map. No matter how he calls, he calls out to other brothers in the area. Searching the residential buildings where these sentinels are stationed found nothing.
The even more terrifying thing is——
——If you call in a helper who is not professional enough to find someone, the GPS blue mark on the satellite map will turn into a black hole.
When other searchers and rescuers get close to the target, they will also be swallowed by this inexplicable [black hole].
The world's top special forces soldiers like the SAS are very good at rescuing hostages and performing special combat missions in complex environments. The holy blood of Meng En has given them a stronger body and a more tenacious spirit, even in the Nanhai Castle, all over the world. London is the top combat unit among vampires.
But when they completely lost contact, not a single message came back.
This is what Leonardo finds so incredible and puzzling.
These invisible enemies are very clever and know almost everything about the SAS's living habits and combat methods - so much so that these three soldiers could not even leave any last words.
On the contrary, it was other marginalized people, other ordinary people who could buy a little time to survive, and sent back some screams of unknown meaning.
"It's just like..."
Leonardo swallowed, his face was ashen, and he stood by the big iron gate of the manor.
"It's like they did it on purpose, they definitely did it on purpose..."
At this time, Little Li couldn't stop his trembling hands, covering his face in fear, and peered into the deep and dark distance of the road through his fingers.
How he wished he had a car to break this deathly silence.
Even if there is one survivor, even if there is only one.
At least it won't be like now where blind people are chasing the wrong person and randomly guessing about the enemy's abilities.
His brain was running at high speed, trying to deduce some useful information from the last words and screams of varying lengths recorded on his cell phone.
"Brother Donald, a humble man in the Guardian branch of Havering, survived two minutes."
"Judging from the sounds of broken bones and torn muscles, the two brothers seemed to have been eaten alive by a monster. The body temperature of such monsters seemed to be very high. Before they died, they shouted "It hurts... it's so hot, let go." I...please, let go] - From these characteristics, it can be judged that this is not the bat dog unit of the Lapis Guards, and the werewolves who bred with the wolf mother do not have such a high body temperature."
"Joelle of Greenwich lived for less than a minute. Her combat ability was much stronger than that of Brother Donald. Apart from some godly last words, I couldn't get any useful information."
"The surveillance cameras captured Winston Spencer first threatening, then assembling a scrap revolver from antique parts, and finally constructing a muzzle-loading flintlock shotgun, using a supernatural ability that even the cameras could not see to disable Joe. Li's armor and gave Qiao Li the final blow with silver shotgun."
"They definitely did it on purpose... They deliberately let these weak and ugly scoundrels scream a few times before they died, thinking that this would make us scared? That would make us timid?"
"Is he Winston Spencer?"
"I'm not sure..."
"Seven days ago, he asked me to say hello to the mistress and sent him an electronic invitation to Dr. Cheng Gui's funeral. The dove knight in the video still has white hair and looks decayed and old."
"But now, he actually has blond hair?"
"Did someone secretly donate blood to him? Turn him into a vampire?"
"But the way he plays with the silverware makes me crazy with jealousy..."
"As expected, Wilson, who went to investigate Spencer's life experience, is also dead."
"We only found a stack of backup manuscripts at his house - the subject was Jack the Ripper."
"Are you kidding yourself? Could this urban legend become true?"
"Are we fighting a ghost from over a hundred years ago?"
"Otherwise, his body with eternal youth and eternal appearance could touch the perfect holy blood of anti-virus supplies! Where did it come from?!"
Speaking of this, Leonardo's eyes showed a trace of greed and cruelty.
If this blood could be obtained, the life cycle of the Rose Cult would come to an end.
It is more advanced and perfect than the blessed holy blood worshiped by the vampires, and it costs almost nothing.
If I, Leonardo, could get my hands on this kind of blood, this perverted order in which women are superior to men would be swept into the dustbin of history.
I, Leonardo, will become the living Son, Father, and Holy Spirit.
Just use my soul power and this magical blood.
Whether on the surface or underground, I will build a new order for the world.
Just when Brother Li was feeling good about himself and was preparing to absorb original stocks from the vampire's slightly tired product competitiveness, he turned to research on another kind of industrial upgrading of holy blood, and wanted to make it bigger and stronger through backdoor listing. When he thought about When these things happen——
——The car lights came on in the distance.
Leonardo was ecstatic -
——He quickly took out the white silk scarf from his dark dress. It was the napkin that Our Lady of Grace used to wipe her mouth after eating. He had been reluctant to throw it away.
At this moment, Mary's body fragrance can take away his anxiety and make him radiant, ready to welcome the victorious warriors.
Who is the one?
Who will come back first?
The prayer must have paid off!
The goddess of luck favors the brave, and the brave sentry overcame many obstacles and brought back important information!
Leonardo clasped his hands together, prayed devoutly, and murmured in his mouth.
"How many people are there? Let's talk less and find out how strong they are, right?"
"At least speak normal human language and speak English."
"What the hell, two new little bitches chatted with me in Korean for more than two minutes before they died - I went to the university town to find a translator to find out what they were saying. What a confused bastard."
The headlights are getting brighter and brighter.
Leonardo quickly ordered the walkie-talkie.
"Come to the front door of the manor to greet our guests! Come all doormen! We have a distinguished guest!"
The light source on the low hilly winding road is looming.
Within a minute, seven or eight servants were standing in front of the large iron gate of the manor.
Leonardo grabbed one of them and kept talking.
"Can you tell what kind of car that is?"
"Can't tell, sir,"
Then he grabbed another one.
"It should be a Mercedes-Benz?"
"No one in the newspaper office drives a German car."
Leonardo's head was covered in sweat and he couldn't wipe it off at all.
He grabbed another one.
"Hear the engine?"
"I heard it, sir, it doesn't look like a gasoline engine."
Leonardo breathed a sigh of relief. From the roar of the diesel engine, he thought of the red-titled Sun newspaper, the owner of the newspaper——
——This boss earns a lot of money, but he usually lives in a checkered shirt and jeans. He wears watches and jewelry for only 300 pounds. He is a simple and hard-working person, and he also likes to drive Mazda diesel cars.
This boss is a shrewd businessman and has a strong ability to recognize people and work. He can often figure out a person's temperament and habits with just a few words.
If the newspaper owner can return to Fort Chadderton safely, he will definitely gain something.
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It's a pity that there is no if!
——It’s over!
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As the roar of the engine got closer and closer, the dazzling high beams illuminated the eyes of the servants around Leonardo.
Leonardo was afraid that his ugly appearance would make the newspaper owner laugh, so he asked the servants to follow him in a hunched salute, lower their heads, and line up in a row to greet the vehicle.
Immediately afterwards——
——He felt the hot wind blowing against his face.
In just a short second, the servants lined up in a row were like puppets, torn apart by a powerful strange force, and their leg bones and hip bones were all exposed.
He barely had time to think, his eyes could only glimpse the sparks of the silver core bullet on the asphalt road.
At the second second, the explosion of supersonic bullets arrived belatedly.
At this time, Leonardo's legs had weakened, leaving only half of his body, and he collapsed to the ground in despair.
He looked into the distance in panic and fear, a hundred meters away.
A large sixteen-wheel truck was approaching at a high speed——
——It was like an ancient monster, cracking mountains and rocks, and easily smashed the gargoyle sculpture next to the iron gate.
The doorman and servant just took one more look and said one more word.
The bullets spraying from the window immediately extinguished these words.
Leonardo was frightened for a moment.
He barely reacted and didn't dare to move.
The gunman on the truck is searching for prey. As long as there are signs of movement, the gunman will immediately lock the target and crush their heads.
But if this continues——
——If this continues...
"Kacha!——"
The sharp and harsh sound pulled Leonardo back from the human world to hell.
The servant at the front of the team was already dead, and the steel behemoth's white front teeth and black tires crushed him directly!
Blood foam splashed along the rotating wheel hub, and all the screams turned into soft bones cracking sounds in an instant.
Leonardo's heart was about to jump out of his throat——
——He was just about to grab a gun from his black dress and fight back. He saw that the two young servants in front of him had lost their legs and feet, and he wanted to take out his gun and fight back.
Their arms had just stretched out to the Kevlar sandwich in the scissor tail dress, and they heard the roar of full-power rifle bullets - the Tianling Cap had already flown into Leonardo's face.
The fragments of the anti-virus silver bullet splashed into Little Brother Li's eyes, and he lost the ability to fight back. He could only hear the god of death holding a sickle...
Oh no--
——It was the God of Death driving a big truck, like riding a war horse that swallowed the flames of death, driving vicious dogs that gnawed bones and flesh, and was about to come to him.
cruel!
cruel!
It’s so heartbreaking!
——Leonardo felt as cold as falling into an ice cave!
He never imagined that there could be such a cold-blooded guy in the world!
In order to save precious silver bullets, the method of whipping corpses into flesh and blood was used.
The originally high-spirited wailing in the vestibule gradually became fainter.
These strong vampires couldn't even scream.
Leonardo, the valet and godfather at the front of the procession, made a plaintive plea.
"General...I won't live long..."
"But you have to...you have to live...general affairs."
"Lady Mary is still waiting for you to serve..."
The bodies of these male servants burst out with the light of spiritual threads from time to time, trying to force the squirming Madam Bai back into the body from the open wound, trying to forcefully extend the last bit of life, so as to open a way for Leonardo to survive.
Leonardo didn't have any compassion at all. He was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out——
——I'm afraid if he says one more word, these words will become tracers in the violent noise, exposing him to death.
Hearing the sound of "Pang——", the loyal servant roared and used his last strength, like a mantis's arm to protect the owner's loyal dog, piercing two sharp thigh bones into the front wheel of the big truck.
The entire front of the car deflected and bounced elsewhere due to the huge impact of the punctured tire.
The hot and red steel wheel rolled over half of Leonardo's torso, but unlike its original precise and clear path, it failed to completely destroy his skull.
The big truck drove all the way to the atrium, rushed through the flowerbed and crashed into the castle gate, like an old wolf, and the headlights on the front of the truck were also turned off.
A dark figure jumped out of the car.
At this moment, Leonardo had no intention of caring about other things.
He had to survive, he had to absorb the essence from this pool of flesh and blood and reshape his body.
Only one arm and half of his chest were left, but it did not prevent him from eating silently——
——As long as he can eat the flesh and blood of these noble species, he, a noble, can return to his peak state.
His eyes were fixed on the armor splinters of the bullets in the flesh, and he could vaguely make out the size of the AK-12 ammunition.
——The enemy is Jiang Xueming!
——This is the murderous god that Mistress Mary longs for.
An unspeakable sense of shame and jealousy nearly took away all his sanity. He didn't understand why a boy who hadn't even awakened his soul power could gain the favor of his mistress and send his current godfather into the cold palace.
This big smart ghost who can suck blood is struggling in the quagmire of flesh and blood. His mouthpiece and every mycelium cell in his body are twitching and beating like crazy. He is absorbing energy so that his brain can think and come up with the perfect way to deal with Jiang Xueming. Countermeasures!
Ever since Mistress Mary bluntly stated her plan to change his godfather, Leonardo had not thought about food or food every day, and often forgot to suck blood. He watched the surveillance cameras and the video at the Royal Free Hospital over and over again. Again.
He had studied for so long, and thought he knew Jiang Xueming's height, length, ultimate strength, killing efficiency and body metabolism well.
He was so impatient that he summoned Hunwei's true name and wanted to have a showdown with the old enemy in his life.
"[Crimson Cloud·Scarlet Mist]!"
A blood-red mist burst out from the tattered body, and in the mist came the sound of insects. The size of these tiny mosquitoes can be measured in nanometers.
They poured into the blood mud to grab more essence for Leonardo.
Any living being that inhales such spiritual insects, or burrows into the body through the five senses, is extremely poisonous to any living being.
These insects are like delicate nanomachines that can destroy cell structures at the molecular level. In just a minute, blood clots and bacterial infections in the lungs can kill an elephant.
Leonardo hid in the blood mist and smiled ferociously——
"——My soul power is invincible!"
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