Chapter 172: Nightcrawler
At this time, in another place, in a seemingly inconspicuous small hotel. With the lights on, Luo Rou and Lei Xing, who looked confused, were sitting face to face, and on another chair, Zhou Weixia was sitting in a white shirt. Martin's bizarre disappearance again really annoyed Zhou Weixia.
"When did Martin go out? Lei Xing, as his roommate, shouldn't you be unaware of it, right? Zhou Weixia looked at Lei Xing, who was wiping his gun, and said with an annoyed face.
Ever since the Black Dragon Emissary left here a few days ago, each of them's hearts had been as heavy as a mountain weighing down.
They are depressed, they are aggrieved, they have shed their blood and sacrificed for the sect, but it is still difficult to get recognition from above.
As the outer disciples of the sect, their fate can be described as tragic, when they entered the sect, they were forced to take the poison pill and accept the sect's investigation, so far, they still have not passed the organization's investigation. Therefore, if they fail to get enough antidote pills to remove the threat of poison, if the mission fails again, they may never be recognized by the organization, thus losing the opportunity to obtain the antidote, and will be completely abandoned by the organization, becoming one of the thousands of eliminated by the organization, and finally reluctantly accept the fate of death.
But before they entered the sect, each of them, in their respective fields, was a top-notch existence.
Now it seems that they have completely lost the trust of the organization.
"We can't give up, we have to fight again to prove our strength. Even if we die, we will die brightly. "These are the words hidden in the hearts of each of the brothers, who are willing to sacrifice themselves in order to join this giant ancient sect.
Even when they were abandoned by the organization, they were still waiting stupidly. Waiting to give the above a wonderful performance, so as to get the recognition of the entry.
But they obviously didn't know that the Black Dragon Envoy had been mercilessly hunted down when he had just left here.
The Black Dragon Envoy is the direct subordinate of the Sect Master who issues orders. It is also the sect master's most trusted personal follower, this time the black dragon envoy was killed, and the sect master was angry, he would definitely blame them, according to the sect's joint sitting system, several of them would definitely die.
Lei Xing stopped his movements at this time, and his face became difficult to look at. glanced up at Boss Zhou, who was furious, and then slowly lowered his head.
He said softly: "It's not my fault, it's Martin, he's ...... Desire...... It's so strong that he can't stand it if he hasn't touched a woman for a day! ”
......Shh
Listening to his explanation, even Boss Zhou, who was in a rage, almost laughed. Of course, this laughter did not come from Boss Zhou, but the only woman in the room - Luo Rou.
At this time, Luo Rou blushed with a pretty face, covering her mouth with her hand, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, it was really embarrassing.
As a young girl, of course, she knew that these adult men, in addition to liking to do some brutal tasks, had almost the same hobby, that is, torturing women.
And Martin, as a strong foreigner, is far more fierce than the men at home in that respect, so it is common to sing almost every night. Think about poor Lei Xing, his body is thin and the same as a washboard, such a small physique, he will not be the opponent of the other party at all, if he dares to stop it, I believe he would have been flattened several times, but, fortunately, Martin has no hobby with *, otherwise, this Lei Xing's chrysanthemum is not guaranteed.
The little girl is not very old, but she knows a lot. In other words, if it weren't for her light skills and flying knife stunts to suppress these guys, I'm afraid even she wouldn't have escaped Martin's harassment.
"Alas, how so? This bastard, isn't it too lonely, next time, we won't take this guy out to be embarrassed. Zhou Weixia gritted his teeth with hatred, but thinking about it, there was no way to stop it, if this guy was locked up, maybe something would really go wrong.
And he is in a hurry, whether he will take this thin monkey Lei Xing under the knife is another possibility.
You know, although Lei Xing is a sharpshooter, but in some ways, he is far from being this Martin's opponent.
"Boss, I'll get him back!" Luo Rou stood up.
"Stop, you're a girl's family, can you go to that kind of place?"
Lei Xing was still quite righteous, grabbed Luo Rou, and then walked out with a big grin.
"What's wrong with me? You underestimate women, don't you? ”
Luo Rou pulled him hard, and suddenly became a little angry.
Screaming at the top of his voice.
"Hey, what's your name?" Lei Xing, who had just walked a few steps, stopped again. He glared back at the little girl.
"I'll just call it, what's the matter?" The little girl was still angry, glaring at Lei Xing.
Lei Xing shrugged his shoulders and reluctantly rushed to the old avenue: "Boss Zhou, you have done a good job of commenting." ”
", I'll give you a chicken feather review, hurry up and get the person back, if it's late, it'll be delayed." Zhou Weixia's anger is still not gone, and these two subordinates are making trouble in front of them again, which is really worrying. Immediately he was angry again.
"Okay, boss, don't be angry, I'll go right away." Lei Xing hurriedly said a word, put down the gun, opened the door and walked out.
A black shadow flew by at a very fast speed, and in this twilight, it traveled like electricity. Because he was wearing a black tights, it looked like it blended perfectly with the night, and people from the outside world couldn't find him at all.
It's amazingly fast. Behind him, there was also a slender figure, which also followed closely. Not the slightest.
Looking behind me, there were still a few black shadows, vaguely sweeping towards here.
In comparison, the skills of the two of them are similar, and they are obviously much stronger than the latter ones.
"Huh......" paused, and the strong wind whistled. The footsteps were deep, even the slate bricks upstairs couldn't resist the oppression of this great force, and a crack opened slightly.
(End of chapter)