When Paper Man flew over the pier, he saw a figure suddenly appear in the night, approaching from far away, stepping on the roof of the building, leaping up and down, slowly coming from the south. This skill is naturally no ordinary person, but the origin of this person's face is difficult to discern for a while. Paper Man couldn't help but stop and be on guard in case he was attacked from both sides.
After all, it was still night, and even though there was the light from the blazing white cross on the sea, the man was dressed in black and moved very quickly. At a distance of less than a hundred meters, it was still difficult for Paper Man to tell whether he was an enemy or a friend.
The man also suddenly stopped walking at this moment, standing on a high point in the distance and looking at Zhi Xia from a distance, most likely trying to guess the identity of Zhi Xia.
Both of them are powerful masters, and their thoughts are basically the same. The distance at this moment is almost their own safety range. They have both offense and defense, and can fight and escape. If they want to get in again, it will be life or death.
Of course, in such a confrontation, both parties assume that the other party's ability level is lower than or equal to their own. If the opponent is a fierce master, the distance will not mean much.
It was Paper Man who spoke first: "Listen, friend, I am a policeman. If you are an accomplice of those people in the sea, I'm sorry, but I can't let you pass."
Faru breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and thought to himself: It turns out that he is just a policeman. The ability to fly is not common, but in a small place like Venice... he is probably a second-level character at most. Thinking of this, he smiled and replied: "Oh, it turns out you are one of our own. Sorry, I didn't recognize you because you weren't wearing uniform." There was some pride and disdain in his tone.
The two of them moved a little, and the distance between them shortened slightly, but they still didn't completely relax. Who knew whether the other party was cheating.
It wasn't until Paper Man saw clearly that the black clothing on Faro's body was indeed HL's military uniform that he was basically relieved and asked: "Are you from Jim? I've never seen you before."
"Jim? Do you mean Colonel Malone?" Faru looked at the man in front of him suspiciously: "It seems that you, the policeman, are very familiar with the local HL."
"It's okay." Zhi Xia said: "So, you are not a local HL member?"
Faru didn't want to waste too much time with a mere policeman, so he changed the subject and said: "Well, according to my military rank, there is no reason to disclose any internal information of HL to you. I think you also seem to be a capable person. , you stay here to help me prevent delirious civilians or drunkards from approaching, so as not to cause accidental injuries in the subsequent battle, and also for your own safety." After he said that, he turned towards the direction of the sea and swept away like a strong wind. He came out and ran away on the water in a few seconds.
Although Zhi Xia was a little annoyed with the other party's attitude, judging from the other party's words and demeanor, he must be considered a master in HL. He would definitely not be able to do it just by taking the quickest steps in front of him.
"Forget it, I'll just stand and watch from a distance. If I don't need to take action, that's the best." Zhixia saw someone volunteering to take the lead, so he did what he wanted and did a support job. I had only read about the combat power of the Holy City Inspector General in some reports a few years ago. Let’s be a spectator today and see if a real person has three heads and six arms.
So he sat on the paper flying carpet and chased after Faro in a hurry.
Speaking of three heads and six arms, there is really a three-headed and six-armed thug in the city rushing here at the moment. Of course, three-headed and six-armed thugs are just a metaphor. It is really a bit unfair to use it on the blood owl. He is more than just three-headed and six-armed. If he is placed in a place with limited information In that era, the reputation of people like him should basically be: eight hands, horns, can eat people, etc.
"Old man, do you have arms?" The blood owl was sitting on a gondola and stared at the boatman with impatient eyes.
The boatman had gray hair, wore a beard that couldn't be more fake, and spoke in an Italian Sichuan accent: "Hehehe, young man, this is a sightseeing boat, and the speed cannot be compared with those electric gadgets."
"A pirate with a broken leg can row faster than you with his wooden pedals."
"No, no, no... Young people, you have to know that in the rivers of this city, you have to be slow to have the mood." The boatman also pointed to the sky: "Enjoy the moonlight of the Mediterranean Sea."
The blood owl whispered to himself; "Why haven't I killed him yet... I wanted to kill him when I saw his face ten minutes ago."
He sighed deeply and looked at the boatman: "Old man, oh no, brother, let me repeat what I said to you ten minutes ago, the same sentence I said when I gave you the money. I think you have an impression." He suddenly shouted; "Use your damn! Fastest! Speed! Send me to that damn! Place with white light!!"
"Oh! Young man, I'm not as young as you said..." The boatman's accent turned into a French Uighur accent for some reason.
The blood owl said: "If I hadn't been away for a day and wanted to take a rest..." He clenched his fist, and then forcibly put it down: "Listen, man, I know you are afraid that you will be in danger when you get there, so you are procrastinating. I want to wait until I lose patience and go ashore by myself to make some extra money. But let me analyze the situation with you." At this point, he paused and broke off a piece of wood from the boat with his left hand. Before the boatman could shout, When the sound came, he punched his left arm and threw the piece of wood out with a flick of his hand. The wood shattered a small bridge on the river more than ten meters away like a missile.
The boatman was immediately dumbfounded and stood on the side of the boat as if his jaw was dislocated. The blood owl then continued: "If I haven't arrived at the dock in ten minutes, you will be turned into an oar. If you plan to jump off the ship, Run away, trust me, you will still turn into a paddle in an instant, if you shout, or continue to say half a word with a fake mustache and a local accent to fool tourists, paddle!
And when I'm talking about an oar, I'm referring to a stiff, non-breathing thing without any biological characteristics. I'll grab it by the middle and use about 300 kilograms of arm strength to move it at high speed at the stern. If it rotates on an axis, it must be faster than an electric thing! "He shouted loudly when he said the last sentence.
The boatman exclaimed in his heart: It’s still a propeller! Is this guy human? He's going to die... It's over... He often floats on the river, and there is no way he won't be exploited. He has deceived tourists for so many years, so today he is in trouble.
Although he was scared, he suddenly felt strong in his hands. The speed of the boat was as fast as that of a dragon boat team. Therefore, people are "forced" to do it. How can he not cry with a knife on his neck? How many people call their father mother? This is called the will to survive.
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While the Blood Owl and the unscrupulous boatman were sightseeing on the river channel, Faru had already met more than ten people from the Iron Commandment on the sea.
Faru came straight from the south and arrived in a short time. He jumped onto the ice floe, but the other party did not immediately launch a surprise attack on him. They acted as if nothing had happened, as if this uninvited guest was not enough. Get them to take action.
Faro's eyes swept across the faces of each knight, then glanced at the thin black-faced man, and finally stopped on Botterini's face: "The face I have only seen on wanted posters before, finally today We get to meet each other.”
Botterini looked at the other party with disdainful eyes. It was obvious that the military uniform had revealed the identity of the visitor. He snorted coldly: "Sure enough, the first one to arrive was HL's lackey, so... twenty hours ago, killed Are you the one who belongs to the priests?”
"As a rebel, you have a very loud tone." Faru did not deny the matter about the priest, and of course he did not admit it. He didn't know what the other party was referring to. Maybe the temporary silence could be exchanged for more information, so he He just replied: "Remember, Botterini, you will die in the hands of my brother Faru soon."
Botterini said: "Oh? Faro, one of the 'Apes, Pythons and Dragons', right? Very good. The person who dares to go to the meeting alone after seeing my cross is really not an ordinary person. Even if the killer doesn't come tonight, he will If you kill me, my trip will not be in vain."
Faru was arrogant and would never give up: "Humph... a rebel who doesn't know how to live or die..."
The two have murderous intentions, and a fight to the death is imminent.
At this moment, the black-faced man came to Botterini's ear and said, "Sir, please remember the prophetic advice given by the pastor. You must wait until the murderer appears before you can use the Holy Cross."
Botterini replied coldly: "I will think about it myself."
In fact, he, the Inspector General, has long been dissatisfied with the Chief Chaplain, not only because the other party has a lofty status second only to the Grand Master without ever participating in the war, but what makes him even more annoyed is that the accuracy of those predictions is indeed unquestionable, and he will not listen. Warning: Anyone who takes risks with his or her life will invariably end up dead without a burial place.
When Botterini led the ten warrior knights with him to leave the Holy City this time, the chief priest gave him three instructions: first, when the murderer appears in front of you, you will know that it is him; second, the murderer The Holy Cross can only be used after showing up; thirdly, no matter what the result of the action is, withdraw immediately after the end, and you will not be allowed to set foot in Venice again for two months.
These three items made Botterini, who had a high self-esteem, feel very strange. Could it be that the person who killed those hundreds of priests was a strong man who needed to use the Holy Cross to eliminate them
"Sir, someone is here again." A knight in the front row reported.
I saw a white paper flying carpet floating in the sky. The person sitting on it was not an Indian Ah San, but a European man wearing a windbreaker and a peaked cap. The paper man really lacked the style that a master should have. Both his own people and his enemies looked down upon him and did not regard him as a powerful character.
Botterini said: "Go and get rid of him, and then go to the shore. Don't let the minions come over again." He continued to stare at Faro's location: "I'm going to skin this python."
Paper Man had no time to respond to the minions' positioning, because the ten knights came to kill him without saying a word after receiving the order.
Even with heavy loads, these knights can still easily leap high from the ice, with long swords or short spears. The swords emerge from their waists, and the ten of them form a semicircle in the air. The trend surrounded Paper Man, and everyone was stabbing him quickly, seeing that the situation was inevitable.