"Peleeus, long time no see."
Ritaza suddenly appeared behind the bald man in black.
The bald god of death named Peleus slowly turned around and looked at the dainty Ritassa with an expressionless face: "Ritassa, it's been a long time since I last saw you. I heard that you were also there when something happened in Miami."
Ritassa nodded: "Many of our colleagues were killed, but I am still lucky."
"Then I really have to congratulate you." Peleus said expressionlessly, "By the way, didn't you become the personal assistant of a big shot? What are you doing in this town?"
Ritasa smiled slightly: "Are you responsible for this area?"
Peleus nodded and turned to look in the direction where Sam and Sam were leaving: "I found a person who should have been dead a long time ago, but is still alive now. It feels a bit interesting, so I plan to follow him and have a look."
He turned back to look at Ritaza: "Isn't that old man the so-called big shot?"
"Of course not," Ritassa said with a smile, "I just thought that we haven't seen each other for a long time, so I came out to say hello. Also, for the sake of our acquaintance, let me tell you in advance that this town is probably going to be lively. You’d better call for backup in advance.”
Before Ritasa could finish her words, an energy wave was detected that only the God of Death could detect. They both turned their heads to look in the same direction at the same time.
Ritassa smiled and said: "Look, it's time to live."
Peleus said nothing and walked quickly towards the direction of the energy wave, and then disappeared after a few flashes. Ritassa did not follow, but chased after Sam and Sam.
On the road, the strong man's brains exploded and he lay motionless on the ground. The tall and thin woman was hiding behind the bunker, not daring to come out at all, and could only watch Qius escape.
Because he had been targeted by the sniper, the strong man was shot in the head by the sniper.
By now, the tall and thin woman had realized that the priest was too useless. He didn't look like an elite killer at all. He felt even dumber than ordinary people.
So if this guy is not a killer, and there is a signal reaction on his body, it can only mean that he has become a bait.
Maybe he was the sniper's decoy, otherwise why didn't the sniper shoot at him
The tall and lanky woman forgot that there was a limit to the reception range of mobile phone signals, so the sniper came after him based on the sound of gunfire.
On the roof of a three-story building more than fifty meters away, a man wearing a leather jacket and a ponytail squatted on the corner of the roof, aiming his sniper rifle steadily at the hiding place of the tall and thin woman.
"It seems that the priest is really lucky, but the most popular Romanian is unlucky." The host Tommy looked at the screen and laughed. "The first blood in this game was given by Sekin from Romania. Mr. Slee won, so his odds were improved from 12 to 7th.”
There was a groan from the men at the table below.
"Now Mr. Kingsley and Ms. Bobo Sally from Belgium are getting serious, and during this time, we can watch the game from another battlefield." Tommy pointed to another screen and said loudly, "This A showdown between one of the favorites in this competition, Ms. Zhen Leilei from China Airport, ranked fifth in odds, and Mr. Bildmann from Germany, ranked ninth."
In a hotel, Dean and Sam were sitting on the sofa helplessly, while on the bed opposite, Cassio, wearing a windbreaker, curled up on the bed with a frightened little puppy, stammering to Wen. The brother said: "I have said, my name is Barbaris, I am a TV salesman from Wisconsin, I have a wife and a daughter at home, I have no money at all, please let me go." "
"Damn, what's wrong with him?" Dean asked helplessly to Sam, "He seems to have changed. Could it be that this mysterious transmission also destroyed his brain?"
Sam frowned and said, "If I'm not wrong, what he said should be true. The one who was sent with us was Barbaris, a TV salesman from Wisconsin, not the fourth-level angel card." Sidio.”
Dean was still a little confused: "What about Xiaoka?"
"Do you still remember the record in dad's sheepskin notebook? If an angel wants to descend to earth, he needs to borrow a human body to act as a skin, and he should be Cassidio's skin." Sam pointed to the horrified man curled up on the bed, Shen He said, "But for some unknown reason, Skin was teleported to this unfortunate place with us, but Cassidio did not come."
"Then what should we do now?" Dean spread his hands, "Ignore him?"
"I don't know," Sam covered his forehead and sighed. "It's a complete mess now. There is no signal on the mobile phone and the Internet is disconnected. We don't even know where we are now. Cassidio said he would take us to find Xie Lun, but I don’t know yet whether Xie Lun has also been teleported.”
At this time, there was a knock on the door. Dean and Sam looked at each other, pulled out the pistols on their waists, and pointed at the door cautiously.
"who is it?"
"Dean, Sam, open the door, I'm Sam... the old blind man behind Sherron, we have met before."
Dean and Sam breathed a sigh of relief. Sam stepped forward and opened the door. Sam and Brandes supported each other and walked in.
"Thank God, we are not far apart." Brandes sat on the sofa with some difficulty and panted, "Boys, I appreciate your vigilance. After all, we are now involved in a big trouble... Huh? What happened to that middle-aged man? Where is the guy hiding inside? We need his power now."
The huge sunglasses on her face looked at the man lying on the bed.
"Uh... This seems a little troublesome to explain." Sam spread his hands, "It seems that the person who was transmitted was not Cassidio, but a TV salesman named Barbaris."
"The skin of an angel?" Brandes understood instantly, "It seems that the other party has excluded some troublesome powers in order to prevent accidents."
"Who?" Dean asked urgently, "Who did this?"
"Sorry, boys, I can't say." Brandes took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of terrifying black eye sockets, "My life was saved by Sherron, but I also lost a pair of eyes. If I say that guy’s name, I’m afraid he won’t play this game with us.”
"ah… "
Seeing Brandes's terrifying eyes, Barbaris simply put his head under the quilt and screamed.
Brandes put on his sunglasses again and said coldly: "Now this is a game between Sherron and that guy, and we are all just NPCs in this game. If you want to survive, just pray that Sherron can finally Win this game."
"what game?"
Sam frowned.
Brandes shook his head: "I don't know the specifics, but I can guess more or less. It's nothing more than pursuit and escape."
Sam said: "Before we came here, a fierce gun battle broke out on the street, and some people were killing each other. What's even more interesting is that some people wanted to kill us in a sneak attack, killing us two harmless, pitiful blind people. . Oh my god, God will not leave a way for us poor people to survive."
"Kill you two?" Dean's expression changed and he pointed at himself, "Then are we also the target of being hunted?"
"Shh!"
Brandes suddenly raised his finger, making a silence gesture, and then pointed to the next door: "Be quiet, boys, something interesting seems to be happening next door."