Dis Musk walked into Hadilan step by step and said, "Hey, my name is Dis Musk, the helper hired by St. Sebastian's Cathedral, responsible for cleaning up Dracula's." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I'm Yardi Hadiren, a former colonel in Brazil of the International Peacekeeping Force, and thank you for saving me. Hadilan thanked him with a calm face.

"Who is this girl?"

"My sister!" replied Hardirlen.

Dismask squinted his eyes and stared at the unconscious girl, not speaking for a while.

Under the gaze of Dismask's sharp gaze, Hadilan was like sitting on pins and needles, and the pressure of the tranquility around him made him feel as uncomfortable as if he had been pressed by the blonde man's gale fist, and that feeling of suffocation arose. In a moment, under Dismask's strong position, Hadiran's slender cheeks turned a little pale.

"You're lying~" For a long time, when Hardylan thought he was going to suffocate to death, Dismask finally spoke, his voice was magnetic and low, and the words penetrated into people's hearts and penetrated deep into the brain, like a magic sound, making people want to sue him for grief.

Hadilan only felt a trance of consciousness, years of military experience made him subconsciously bite the tip of his tongue, the sharp pain went straight to his heart, his brain was bright and agile for a while, his blurred eyes instantly became clear, he raised his head unyieldingly, looked directly into the other party's eyes, and said sarcastically, "A soldier will not lie, but your hypnotic voice can make up lies." ”

"I'm sorry, although some things are difficult to say, but this is a fact after all, the realm of you and me is too different, when I deliberately ask, you will feel uncomfortable, but what kind of effect it will have, I don't know. Dismusk didn't care about Hadilan's indifferent eyes, he just told a fact.

"I don't mean to hurt you, okay, let's change the question, who is that blonde man?" Dismask asked as he looked at Hadilan's wary look on his face, but his eyes remained fixed on the sleeping or unconscious girl.

Hadilan blocked the girl behind him, and looked at each other again, and at this moment, the word "color" seemed to appear in Hadilan's eyes on the door of Dismask's head.

"The blonde man's name is Lucar Bernstein, 24 years old this year, born in a family of black market arms dealers, and became the helmsman of the American consortium at a young age; Hadiran said simply.

Dismask's brows browned, he always felt that something was missing, and said in a deep voice, "He is not so simple, you have other information that you haven't told me, I heard that he killed your wife and children, and you have a common enmity with him, so as your enemy, I think, you must have studied him carefully." ”

After hearing this, Hadilon looked straight at Dismask's bottomless blue eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then hesitated, "Are you trustworthy?"

Dismask smiled, when he heard this, it means that the other party does not contradict the question he raised, and the other party will not reject you.

"I am a knight, and it is my duty to eliminate evil and promote good. ”

It sounds like a hypocritical statement, but the truth and a lie are only a matter of thought. The point is that someone will believe in this trick that resembles a deception.

Hadilan stared at Dismask indifferently for dozens of seconds, trying to find a flaw in the other party's face, but what he saw was sincerity.

"Well, let me introduce myself again, my name is Yardi Hadiren, commander-in-chief of the Brazilian mercenaries, with the rank of colonel, the rank of honor belongs to the state, and the purpose of the Brazilian mercenaries is to maintain world peace. Hadilan finally chose to believe that he was telling some jokes that seemed a little "absurd and uninhibited" in a serious way, this bit of strength, like saving the world, just wanted to maintain world peace, it was really the elite of the international peacekeeping forces, the ideal was always so full, I don't know if the reality is so cruel.

But Dismask, who was born in a military family, admired this lofty ambition and the perseverance of the soldiers, and he just nodded silently at Hadilan and gave him silent support.

"I see there's something wrong with the girl behind you. Dismask stared at the girl behind Hadilan, and then in the latter's strange eyes, he still asked the doubts in his heart.

"She's what Lucar wants, and there's got to be a problem. Hadilan looked at Dismusk at this time, and there seemed to be another word "wolf" on his forehead.

"Why did you save her?" asked Dismask.

"She's innocent!" Hadilan replied in a deep voice, "Lucar is a very talented martial artist, according to my observations, he is looking for something extremely important, and he is most concerned about his own strength, then the answer is obvious, he is looking for a kind of power, I don't know what it is." ”

"He was looking for something from hell, a power that breathed of death. Dismusk followed the breath of death to the depths of this dense forest, Lucar's power has a trace of this pure power, but in the body of that girl, Dismusk clearly felt the flow of pure dark power, although it is hidden deeply, but it can still smell a trace of taste.

"Well, yes, that's a terrible power!" Hadilan pondered for a moment and asked, "Would you mind accompanying me to the barracks, man!"

"It's an honor!"

A few birdsongs rang out from time to time in the dense forest, a few wild monkeys jumped out of the treetops, and Dismusk strolled behind Hardilan.

"Who?" suddenly came a low cry from the weedy jungle, followed by the sound of a bullet loading.

"Man, my own people, I'm Yardi!" shouted Yardi Hadilen.

Two soldiers in straw clothes came out of the grass, saluted Hadiran, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is this gentleman?"

"He's my savior, keep on your guard and watch out for Lucar's minions!" Hadilan nodded.

"Yes, my sir. ”

From the weeds to the depths of the forest, there was a hole in the sky, a spacious flat field appeared in front of Dismask's eyes, Hadilan led Desmusk into one of his tents, turned to his herald and said, "Call Ralph and Captain Clark to my tent." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Hadilan gently lowered the girl to the bed, then took off the torn blouse and tossed it aside, then changed into a simplified green coat.

Dismask, who followed into the tent, naturally looked at Hadilan's office and apartment, an old desk, covered with messy papers, and a small bookshelf next to it, which was already crowded with books, the innermost was a bed, and there was nothing left.

"Actually, I prefer people to call me Yardi, although Hadiren represents the honor of a military family, but I don't want to live in the glory of my ancestors, the memories of the past. Hadilan, or Yardi, poured two glasses of water, one and handed it to Dismask.

"The setting is simple, there is no tea and coffee, and the white water is actually more worth savoring. ”

"Thanks, white water is enough, Mr. Yardi!"

Yardi smiled at him, and there was a hint of warmth on his indifferent face, and he said softly, "Can you take the liberty of asking, are you a knight under the Vatican Roman Church?"

"Have you ever heard of the Sanctuary?" Dismask's eyes flashed with disdain at the Vatican, and he didn't answer Yardi's voice directly, but asked rhetorically.

Yardi thought for a moment and said, "No. ”

"It is a powerful organization that stands above all nations, with a thousand-year-old heritage, in the spirit of chivalry in the age of mythology, fighting for love and justice, and worshipping Athena, the goddess of wisdom. ”