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Fortunately, there was always some dust on the roofs of other people's houses, and Richter had already gathered the dust in gas. As soon as Richter sensed that the other party was moving, he immediately paid attention, even if it was as fine as dust, but under the condensation of qi, it was as explosive as a bullet, and in the end, it still made the other party's intention fall through.

Seeing this, Anthony didn't feel anything, so he just sat down as if he had given up on himself. This was unexpected, but it was also a reasonable thing, the other party had been locked on himself, and his every move was very clear to the other party, although he didn't know what the other party used to affect the path of his knife, but he had already been mentally prepared.

He took out the flask, took a sip, he had accepted his fate, raised his head, exhaled, and said in a low voice: "You should be able to hear it, come on, what are you waiting for?" Before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow fell from the sky and stood in front of him, between the target and him.

"Can you tell me what your name is?" Anthony asked indifferently with a slight smile on his face.

"ironyoffate—Richter Severas." Richter replied blandly.

Richter understood that, like these people, there was a pride in their hearts that ordinary people could not understand. Maybe it's because they've seen too much death, and the fear of death has long been numb to them, and they don't care when or where they die, but they only care about whose hands they die at, so, as a sign of respect, Richter replied to each other.

Anthony took another sip and said to himself, "ironyoffate?" Of course, he knew what 'ironyoffate' meant, and there was a saying circulating in the underworld in which he lived: "It is better to offend the twelve paladins of the Templars than to provoke 'ironyoffate'." ”

Although no one has ever known the reason for this statement, it is the first commandment that must be observed, and anyone who dares to challenge this first commandment will undoubtedly be abandoned by the underworld world.

Whoever is abandoned by the world in which they live, whether it is a tool or information, will be interrupted, and this is the consequence of violating the first commandment.

Even though Anthony boasted that he didn't need to buy any tools and could use cold weapons to deal with the target person, however, he lost information about the underworld ...... He couldn't imagine what it would be.

Only now did he realize that he had offended the First Commandment, and he felt ridiculous in his heart, but at the same time he was glad that he could die at the hands of such a person.

"Come on, let's do it." For Anthony, he failed to complete the client's commission, his life as a killer has ended, he believes that even if the client passes by at this time, he will never rush forward when he sees such a situation, at least, as a person, he has not lost his faith, which is already very satisfied.

Seeing Richter take a slow step, he closed his eyes in comfort......

Zuston had to admit that as the black hand behind the scenes, the other party was indeed very cautious and steady, and Zuston was sure that the other party knew the direction, however, he chose a long way, just like going out for a walk late at night, just going around his own home.

Although the other party's steps were like a lonely person who has insomnia late at night strolling under the dark night sky, however, Zuston can read the confidence in the other party's steps that others cannot perceive, but the other party did not affect his sanity because of the previous events, which really made Zuston very admirable.

But, tonight, he is destined to be unmasked.

Zuston did not fail to think that as a killer, reaching a relationship of trust with the client is the basic and most important of everything, and when the other party finds out that he is being targeted, he will definitely try his best to dissociate himself from the client. But does this really allow the client to get through this?

Zuston will never allow innocent women to die, people who are sad and distressed by what he has done, how can Zuston allow him to continue to be free?

The man didn't know that his confident steps, pretending to be lonely, were slowly approaching, and what awaited him belonged to the righteous judgment!

Zuston noticed that the man had stopped in front of a hidden alley for a while, seemed to take a closer look at the dark alley, and then continued on with a pretended to be okay again, but Zuston noticed that the confidence hidden in the man's steps seemed to fade a little.

Walking back on the main road, the weak street lamp could not illuminate the road ahead for the man, I don't know why, this road that will pass every day, at this time it is like an endless abyss, the man has a feeling of unease, the pace gradually slows down, and the walk is getting slower and slower.

As he walked, suddenly, he saw a figure lying in the middle of the road, the man immediately walked forward quickly, with long hair, and a seductive black stocking in the faint light, the man could basically conclude that it was a woman, and at this time he found that not far from the woman, there was a figure standing.

The faint streetlight made it impossible for him to make out who the standing figure was, but he recognized the familiar and unusual long black coat.

However, it was precisely because it was so familiar that it made him freeze.

Zuston knew that the other party had already developed suspicions in his heart, which was exactly what Zuston needed. On the contrary, the more defensive people are, the easier it is to fall into the trap.

The man was thinking about the long-term cooperation, and the other party had not gone against his will, but tonight, it seemed a little unusual.

The first is that the other party did not bring the person to the designated place, and second, although it was late at night and no one was haunted on this main road, but after doing it, the other party did not leave immediately, which made the man feel that there was a problem.

He knew that the most important thing he should do now was to turn around and leave, and then notify the Knights to deal with it.

However, there is also a problem here, if the other party is forced to kill here because of some accident, but he informs the Knights, in other words, he betrays the trust between the client and the killer, and no matter what the result, he will be retaliated.

Either the killer is arrested and then confesses himself; Either the killer escaped, and then he could only live in fear all day long, no matter which result was not what he wanted, neither advance nor retreat, which really made him feel embarrassed.

However, at this moment, the man found that the other party was holding a silver knife belonging to the killer, and the knife looked extremely dazzling in the faint street lamp, and the man couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart.

There is no doubt that the killer must have been forced to reluctantly lay down the killer here, but for this unexpected situation, the other party couldn't believe himself and deliberately stood here to test himself.

The man was secretly glad that he didn't take half a step back just now, otherwise, he would definitely be determined that he was deliberately betraying and being poisoned by the other party, thinking of this, the man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward slowly.

It's just that the man doesn't know that being smart is mistaken by being smart, and too many worries have made him fall into a trap......

As the man got closer, he could smell the stronger and stronger alcohol from the killer, and with the help of the streetlight, he could already make out the outline of the man's face, and although his head was hanging and his hair covered his eyes, he could still recognize the man from the outline.

Being able to confirm the identity of the killer made the man breathe a sigh of relief, and the tension in his heart eased slightly......

The man walked up to the killer and said softly, "Take the body to a hidden place first." Although the man's voice was soft, his voice was heard by the hidden Richter in the dead silence of the night.

The man turned and walked a few steps, Richter stepped out, and a dodge came behind the man, he knew that the evidence that Zuston needed had appeared, and now was the right time to appear.

Rebez, who had fallen to the ground, slowly got up, her eyes glistening with tears and disbelief in sadness.

Zuston appeared at Rebez's side at the right time, and gave Rebez a gentle pat on the shoulder to give her a little comfort.

No one took the initiative to speak, Richter and Zuston were trapped, and the man had nowhere to escape.

After a while, Zuston said slowly, "Should I call you 'Anduin Graheid' or 'Heline Graheid'?" ”

"You're a member of the Knights?" The man didn't answer Zuston's question, but asked sharply.

Zuston waved his hand and asked, "You don't want to deny it?" ”

I saw the man pause, and then said, "Deny what?" Isn't the layout just to lure me out? Based on my abnormal behavior, no one will believe me even if I say that this matter has nothing to do with me, right? What's more......" The man sneered and continued: "That woman is still alive, he will definitely become the most powerful witness, what's the use of me denying it?" As he spoke, the man held out his right index finger and pointed at Rebez.

"I admire your wisdom and the clarity with which you see things." There was a little sadness in Zuston's faint tone: "But unfortunately, because you think too much and go too detailed, you are harmed by your own wisdom." ”

"Heh......" The man smiled coldly, but said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Zuston repeated the question again, in his mind there was a guess, a guess he didn't want to believe, and he wanted to confirm it here.

"Who am I, really important?" A trace of sadness flashed in the man's eyes, and then he asked in a cold voice.

"At least for me, it's important." Zuston told the man directly that he had a guess in his mind and wanted to confirm it.

The man did not answer, but fell silent, seeing this, Zuston already knew the answer, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart......

In the afternoon or evening, the last update of this big chapter, huhu, I hope friends can continue to like and support.

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