Holmagio didn't notice the inexplicable shadow behind him, his eyes still focused on the computer in front of him, his hands tapping on the keyboard.

By the time a reflection appeared on the computer screen, it was already too late.

A muffled grunt was heard, and a long, blood-colored needle pierced through the back of his neck, and after passing through his throat, it continued to plunge forward onto the table in front of him.

But he didn't die, the long needle seemed to merge with his body, and not even a drop of blood came out of the wound, but his throat was completely blocked, and he couldn't even say a word except for breathlessness, only a whimpering scream.

At this time, the dark shadow had completely come over, and Holmagio could even smell the fragrance wafting from her, but in this strange situation, he could not have any other thoughts, only endless fear.

"The ability to shrink yourself is really interesting, do you think I didn't find you?"

As soon as the shadow spoke, Holmagio knew that it was the evil star, and the cold sweat on his back oozed out even more, it turned out that he had rightfully brought Irusso back, just to show the way for this mysterious woman.

Because of the blood thorn, his head was completely fixed and he couldn't turn at all, and he felt that the woman was right next to him, and his eyes were desperately squinting to the side, trying to see what she was, maybe the photos had fooled them, this monster was not human at all.

But before he could see anything, he felt his blood rush out wildly, and in a few moments, the blood thorn carried most of his blood out of his body, and he died in an instant when he lost too much blood.

At this time, the woman's small nose wrinkled slightly, revealing a disgusted expression: "The blood is full of sin, and it is really not a pity to die." ”

After finishing speaking, he pushed his corpse casually, and operated it in front of the computer by himself.

This computer has saved a lot of various information about the assassination team, in addition to the objects they have assassinated in the past, the most are all kinds of clues about the boss.

"Heh, it seems that I also helped Diablo a lot, cleaned up some portals, but I still haven't found his information, what is that guy's ability?"

While talking to herself, she searched, and soon two photos popped up in front of her, one of herself and the other of Lewis with a distorted face.

When Iruso and Holmagio went to look for her before, they didn't bring a photo, so she now knows that she was wanted by "Passion" for a long time.

"Who is this guy?"

She was also very unfamiliar with Lewis, but when she saw the follow-up plan of the assassination team, a look of interest immediately appeared on her face.

"Turns out they've been following Diablo's daughter for a long time, so I'll just have to go after the guy named Meloni, or find the man in this picture, but then I won't have time to wait here. ”

Originally, she planned to ambush here and wait for the returning members of the assassination team, but the main target was Diablo, and she didn't want to waste her efforts here.

Before leaving, she glanced at Holmagio's corpse, wondering whether to destroy the corpse, and after a moment of silence, she couldn't help but sigh: "The dead are gone, it's a big deal to let the other party guess my movements." ”

Soon, she disappeared into the night like a bird.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed, and under the rising sun, Lewis, who was asleep on the table, suddenly woke up, and after looking around in a bit of confusion, he remembered that he was still in the world of reincarnation.

"What, homesick?"

Seeing that Lewis was rubbing his sleepy eyes on the surface, but was actually quietly wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Meng Ning'er asked with concern.

"I dreamed of my parents. ”

After a somewhat sullen reply, Lewis's gaze returned to the spread out journal.

This was the first time he had used this to record, and in the process of writing last night, he really felt a faint power, which was very warm, like the embrace of his parents, which made him fall asleep unconsciously.

Then he had a dream, a very beautiful dream.

However, he will not tell Xiao Meng's details, Meng Ning'er, like him, has also lost his freedom, and he should not mention such an unhappy thing in the morning.

Fortunately, Xiaomeng is also a person who has become an immortal, and her state of mind is far beyond ordinary people, and it will not be so simple to be sad and sad, she is more concerned about whether Lewis's state has recovered, don't really make herself a fool.

"It's good that you're okay, I have something to tell you right now. ”

Lewis put away the diary and washed his face again, only to feel refreshed, hearing Xiaomeng say this, guessing that there should be something big, he sat down and asked, "What's the matter, you just say." ”

"There are two guys next door who have been spying on you all night, one of them is the one who sent you information, and now they should be very tired, you just go and take them down and ask for Bugarati's whereabouts. ”

Originally, Xiaomeng was too lazy to care about this kind of thing, whether he was being monitored and tracked or not, it was all a test of Lewis's adaptability, but he was worried that this guy was running around like a headless fly, so it was better to open the skylight and say something bright to the two trackers.

Lewis understood as soon as he heard this, and the two guys obviously wanted to use him, but they were not sure how to continue to pass information to him for a while, so they monitored it first.

"Okay, I'm going to make a surprise attack, and hopefully they don't have any weird abilities. ”

But before Lewis could move, he suddenly felt something in his body, and he could feel that it was a wave of energy, forming something like a fishhook, which kept jumping up through his ankles, and the target was obviously his own heart.

"Do you strike first? Then don't blame me for being rude!"

On the other side of the wall, Bessie held the fishing rod tightly in her hand, manipulating a special double to find Lewis's heart, ready to quickly kill him.

Just a few minutes ago, he, who was still monitoring, suddenly heard his eldest brother's phone ringing, and Proschut only said two words after answering the phone.

"Holmagio is dead, kill this guy!"

The death of another companion had ignited Risut's anger, and he now regretted that his boss had promised them better treatment, instead of being insatiable, he should have focused on hunting down the woman.

Now that the cooperation has not been formed, and his teammates have been killed in vain, how can he bear it, so whether Lewis is related to that woman or not, he will kill it first.

Proschute, who had already released his stand-in "Heroic Benevolence", was looking at his little brother with a nervous expression, if Bessie could kill that person directly, if not, it would be up to him.

At this time, Bessie kept looking for the opposite heart according to the feedback of the fishing hook, and there was a basin of ice cubes beside him, which was helping him cool down, so as to slow down his aging rate, and he believed that even if the other party could deal with his "beach boy", he would die instantly under the ability of his eldest brother.

Just when the eldest brother's face was a little impatient, Bessie's face was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Found it!"

But before he could finish speaking, he heard an angry roar.

"You found a hammer!"

The wall in front of him suddenly collapsed, and a casserole-sized fist slammed directly into his head after passing through the wall, and under this punch, Bessie's neck suddenly became empty, and the small living room became red and white.

In just an instant, another member of the assassination squad died.

After Bessie's death, Lewis immediately found that his broken heart was instantly restored, and it seemed that the power of the stand-in messenger would indeed disappear with his death, and after no longer being afraid in his heart, Lewis cast a cold gaze on the remaining people in the room.