Actually came from Spring Water City? !
Ye Qi squinted his eyes and looked at the tattoo, and after confirming that it was the same as the badge of Brother Hart in his mind, he couldn't help laughing playfully—according to Brother Hart, Hotellier is also a member of Spring Water City, and He is a very respected person, but now there are assassins in Spring Water City who assassinate the opponent's successor. :Reading novels
I suspect that there are some tricks in it that are not known to outsiders.
Is it because of the seizure of power? Or because of wealth
Or, is someone impersonating
Ye Qi can only make such a guess without definite information; however, among the three guesses, the probability of the last moment is the smallest—after all, according to the Hart Brothers, even a small organization like Springs City combined with many There are only about 2,000 people, and this is already the organization with the largest number of people in the bridge of the other shore; organizations like the coffin of the underworld, the total number of people is only a little over a hundred.
Therefore, it is not difficult to find out the imposter if you want to investigate thoroughly.
Therefore, Ye Qi guessed that the other party really came from Spring Water City, and that he was here to assassinate him. Ye Qi could not perceive the faint murderous aura on the other party before; however, it is obvious that the other party came to perform such a task. Doubt is the determination to die, although the method is not very good, but the identity of the dead can be admitted.
That seemingly empty but firm look in his eyes already explained everything.
For such a person, it takes a long time to know some information, and Ye Qi doubts how much the other party knows-the dead man only needs to know the target of the assassination or the completed task, and the reason is not at all. Will ask, and who are they allegiance to
There are so many ways to hide yourself—making a mask isn't too difficult, is it
As soon as he raised his hand, the black mist of the negative field enveloped the opponent. Those shadow warriors who were about to transform rushed in quickly—although they were not dark creatures and carried pure negative energy, there was still something in them that attracted these shadow warriors.
Should ask some Hart brothers again!
Such thoughts appeared in Ye Qi's mind, but they were quickly thrown out of his mind - the Hart brothers obviously had something to hide from him, but. The other party's excuses are also aboveboard 'the rules of the bridge on the other side' or 'the rules of the spring city'. If you really go to the bridge on the other side, the other party's excuses are perfect.
And at this time, he must not be able to leave!
This should be a test!
Looking at the scattered shadow warriors, leaving only the corpse wrapped in the negative field, Ye Qi thought so; then. Ye Qi quickly disposed of the opponent's body; in such a cave, it is very easy to dig a hole and sell it; then, his eyes were on those shadow warriors—the uninvited guest did not let anyone A shadow warrior transformed into a shadow servant, but the shadow warrior who joined the attack before seemed to have a little vitality at the moment. It's as if a person has become energetic from a trance.
Positive energy neutralizes negative energy
Or, negative energy stimulated by positive energy
Ye Qi, who was observing, began to guess; however, it was obvious that the process of such a change took longer than he expected, and it was not over after 20 minutes, as if it had just begun. Looking at the sun that had just risen to the center of the sky, Ye Qi handed over the task of observation to the Shadow Knight, and then sensed the 'glass wall' again, and once again told the Shadow Knight to be vigilant, and before sunset, a Wake him up every hour.
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"Is it done?"
In the underground hall of the bar, the young people headed by Rhynks watched the young witch walking from the depths of the corridor. asked nervously.
"Um!"
With a joyful voice, the young witch stretched out her left hand, and an astrology planet floated above the palm, turning slightly; everyone who saw this scene let out a sigh of relief. Apparently the chameleons who said yes to them, did what they said; it wasn't cajoling.
"It is more closely connected than the previous one, and any spells have not been affected!"
A young witch, demonstrating to her companions.
"Very good!"
Reynkers was the first to cheer, followed by Gefa, Tiger, and other young people; the bartender who had been standing by the side showed a rare smile, and quietly chose to leave. Although he He was respected by the young people, but if he was beside these young people, it would probably affect such a lively atmosphere.
"Captain, how is your injury?"
Glenn Hill was sitting in a wheelchair, watching the bartender coming up from the basement hall and asking, at the same time, his eyes began to look up and down—as a member of the Special Forces, even if Glenn Hill was just serving as a staff officer positions, but more often than not, some military doctors will also be guest roles.
"do not have much left!"
The bartender spoke plainly about his injury.
"A lot of blood loss, the wound needs to be changed in time, otherwise it will cause inflammation!"
And obviously, Gran Silgar is good at explaining a thing with his own observation.
"This is my best anti-inflammatory drug!"
While talking, the bartender poured out a glass of high-strength vodka for himself, and drank it down as soon as he raised his neck—as a soldier, there are very few people who don’t drink, and in the original special operations brigade, Amanda was Because of drinking, he has practiced a very ingenious bartending job, which is enough to see that alcohol is attractive to this bartender.
Of course, the bartender never drinks when there is a task, and this is also one of the team rules of the entire disabled soldiers.
"I think Captain, you are showing off to us!"
Unlike the bartender who was injured and could rest, the lame deputy captain was still responsible for guarding and patrolling. Therefore, when he saw the bartender who was drinking heavily, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. In the end, he simply Turning his head, he looked at Gran Hill, and directly said the news he had just received: "Your family has been wiped out, how do you feel?"
"It's a pity that I didn't do it myself!"
Glenn Hill, who was sitting in a wheelchair, answered his companion in such a serious manner, obviously he was not joking—after experiencing that kind of life-like treatment, even a kind person. He also has the right to revenge, not to mention that Glenn Hill was not a kind person in the first place; from his training those gangsters, it can be seen that this man who lost his legs is very suitable to be a godfather ;How can a person who can be a godfather be kind.
"Don't worry, the guy who mainly targeted you is not dead!"
Lame to teammates a very easy to drink news, however. Obeying the team rules, he can only be patient: "That guy is really an expert at seeing the wind and the wind, and he surrendered first when he saw that the situation was wrong; In the prison!"
"Well, that's right!"
Gran Hill's eyes instantly became sharper, even though they were blocked by glasses. There is no way to stop that kind of gaze.
"I sent One-eyed out, and he went there to watch him. After this is over, we need to go there and settle the accounts with that gentleman! I can help you make a detailed plan!"
Lame suggested; but, obviously, such a thing. Glenn Hill would not pretend to be someone else, he leaned in the wheelchair, put his hands on the pure wool blanket that dared to touch his lower body, and said slowly: "I have a good plan, after all, I am the staff who made the plan , you are just in charge of sniping!"
"Okay, okay, you have the final say!"
Lame did not argue with his teammates. He turned his body around, leaned against the bar, and looked outside: "What a damn dark creature, it has reduced our business a lot!"
Although the highest government is still covering it up, everyone can feel the feeling of turmoil—human beings are sensitive creatures. Although most of the time, they are wrapped in dullness; but when their lives are in danger, that sensitivity is enough for them to choose the right choice.
"My business there is good! I guess it will be midwinter. I can reduce the financial burden for the boss."
When it came to business, Gran Hill couldn't help laughing.
"The arms trade in the black market must be controlled!"
The bartender who was drinking on the side suddenly interjected, and the lame man nodded solemnly—they know what business their teammates are doing now; in the past, such a person was undoubtedly their mission target, but Now, they are doing such a thing, and they are doing it impressively; after all, the person who knows you best must be your enemy.
As for the burden in your heart
When she was abandoned by love, such a burden no longer existed.
However, for the consideration of their homeland at this moment, some things still need to be limited. Once it exceeds, it will not be a good phenomenon for them.
"Don't worry, anyone who exceeds that bottom line in my account book will disappear!"
Glenn Hill replied with a smile, he didn't care about the life and death of those people at all, if it wasn't for a "stable market", those guys would have been sucked out by him long ago, and after squeezing out the last dollar, they would have been used for reclamation .
"That's good!"
The bartender nodded, but also didn't care—the former battlefield butcher deserved his name. Except for those who care, the only difference between other people and the grass in Amanda's eyes is that one can move and the other can't Just move.
"Really grim guys..."
The lame shook his head and sighed, but in fact, if necessary, he could be the first to do it; and his eyes didn't leave the direction he was looking at, so he naturally saw several figures approaching.
"Hey, we actually have guests!"
"Which side are you from?"
The bartender asked directly for his vice-captain's eyesight.
"wizard!"
The lame answer made Gran Hill narrow his eyes, and he put his hand lightly on the armrest of the wheelchair, and said slowly: "Our relationship with wizards is not too close, is it? Boss, neither Special orders! Do you need to entertain them?"
"No need, just let them in, the boss is not here, we can't embarrass the boss!"
The bartender put down the bottle, pressed the cork back firmly, and walked straight to the door.
…
"Hey, let me in, I want to find a song method!"
Seeing the three weird-looking guys blocking the way in front of her, Fersa couldn't help yelling loudly; while Vauban on the side quickly said: "Your Excellency, we don't have any malicious intentions, we just came to find the song method of the Northstead family. Master; my companion has a little misunderstanding with him!"
"Looking for a song method?"
The lame stunned for a moment, and then began to look up and down the wizard girl in front of him. After a while, he snorted dismissively and muttered: "That smart-looking kid, Gefa, doesn't have very good eyesight. If you want breasts or no breasts, if you want butt or butt, it's just a bean sprout!"
In fact, there are still some mistakes in saying lame. After all, judging from Fiersa's age, there is still room for development, not to mention even now. Fersa's face can be regarded as a beauty; in this regard, Fersa is naturally quite confident; therefore, after hearing such a title, the wizard girl who was already in a bad mood immediately became angry—
"Bean, bean sprouts!!"
Repeating such words, her voice trembling with anger, the wizard girl subconsciously took out her staff. However, the speed of the lame leg is increased, even if one leg is lame, but the lame leg has two complete hands—two complete hands, which can punch people with fists, or kill people with weapons, and it just so happens that the lame leg Just a sharpshooter. And also a sharpshooter.
call out!
The existence of the silencer reduced the sound of the gun to the lowest point, and the bullet brushed against the wizard girl's cheek, and the scorching feeling made her freeze in place immediately.
"The moment before you chant the spell, I promise to make your brain explode! If you are confident in your magic defense, I think we can give it a try!" Lame looked at the wizard girl in front of him with a grin. And his two hands were empty, but the muzzle and the slight gunshot showed that there should be a gun there.
"If you feel that one person is not sure, the four of you can try it together!"
The grinning lame eyes scanned the four young wizards back and forth, his white teeth bared. Divided into infiltrating people, just like the wild wolf looking for food, and that gaze was full of undisguised killing intent. After scanning around, he raised his head slightly and looked at A little empty place in the distance.
call out!
It was another shot, followed by a muffled grunt, and a middle-aged wizard emerged from his invisibility in a state of embarrassment.
"Or the five of you going together?"
Lame looked at the middle-aged wizard who had just shown his background, and looked at the hole on the opponent's shoulder: "Don't play those little tricks on our territory, this time is a warning, next time, I will directly blow your head off! "
"who are you?"
The bartender appeared behind the middle-aged wizard, grabbed the cap of the opponent's head with his huge palm, and grabbed the opponent up like this. His eyes looked up and down at the opponent, and then looked at The wizard girl and her party asked, "Are you with him?"
The reason for asking this question is that the bartender found something different in this middle-aged wizard from these half-grown young people—killing intent, or more precisely, malicious murderous intent, and the target was suspected to be These people in the bar; no matter which one, he will not let the other party go.
The concept of a soldier is very simple, obey orders, distinguish friend from foe, kill the enemy, and protect friends.
Of course, when killing the enemy, the necessary information still needs to be tortured.
"no no!"
Vauban, the oldest in the group, immediately took the lead of the three companions, stood up and shouted loudly—as a high-ranking wizard, his perception is not weak, and that kind of naked killing intent has always shrouded In his case, he didn't think the other party was joking; and at this time, he didn't want his friends to continue this joke to his and others' lives.
"We have nothing to do with this gentleman!"
Vauban said with certainty.
"give it to you!"
The middle-aged wizard who wanted to be more alive rolled his eyes immediately and passed out after exerting a little force on his hand; then, he threw it straight to the lame leg beside him; after catching the middle-aged wizard like a sack, The lame leg walked straight into the bar; obviously, the torture that followed was not public.
"If you want to find the way to sing, please go inside and wait for a while!"
After the bartender finished speaking, he handed over the task of entertaining four and a half wizards to Glenn Hill, while he himself walked towards the second floor—Although as the captain, Amanda is obviously not good at interacting with strangers Dealing with each other; the exception is breaking the opponent's neck by hand, or tearing the opponent's throat.
"Don't mind, my friend is not malicious, it's just that the recent tense atmosphere has made his nerves tense!"
Glenn Hill turned his wheelchair and arrived in front of four half-grown wizards, and made a gesture of invitation; Vauban, among the four, immediately showed a wry smile. If he could leave, he would definitely choose to leave; he I don't think that the killing intent that made the skin tingle before was just a joke.
On the other hand, Uriel and Beyt turned slightly pale, obviously a little frightened.
Only Fersa still maintained a look of indifference, even though she had just rubbed her cheek with the quilt and ejaculated.
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