Unlike Li Qing, a bad boy who always likes to pay the bill with a gun, Polunarev knows the power of money deeply.

As the saying goes, money makes the devil grind.

Known: Ghost = Soul ≈ Stand-in.

So, money > stand-in.

The Money ability is better than the stand-in ability in the vast majority of cases.

This is really not a joke, after all, most of the stand-in messengers in this world are working for those who are capable of money.

The very little that remains... They themselves are money-propelled people.

And Polunarev has a deeper understanding of this:

Back then, he and Hua Jingyuan were able to defeat the enemy who had the "upside-down man" stand-in, and the key to breaking the game was actually such a small gold coin.

Money is something that can play a big role at a critical moment.

Just like now...

"As long as you give enough money, even if it's poop in the toilet, someone will dare to swallow it!"

"You can make a huge amount of money by transporting a bag of ice, and no one will refuse such a beautiful difference."

"Irusoh, take a look—"

Polunarev shouted to Iruso in a deep voice:

"That bag of ice, and my wallet, are they still on the ground?"

"You know, after crossing the bridge, you can turn a corner and you will be at the entrance of the station... By the time you had allowed the stand-in to concentrate on beating me, the ice would have been delivered to my companions! ”

“......”

Iruso's face sank:

Indeed, I don't know when, the wallet and the ice on the ground are gone.

Apparently, someone had already picked them up and sent them to the station as instructed in that line.

And he didn't even notice the whole process, didn't find out.

In this way, there is no point in him killing Polunarev.

Because his mission is to prevent the ice from reaching the station, and for the comrades who are struggling in the station to block all the support from the outside.

Now that the ice cubes have been sent back, Li Qing's companions will soon be able to enter the station with the ice cubes.

"Proschut... Bessie..."

"Damn... I actually made such a low-level mistake... I forgot my own 'mission'! ”

The thought that his stupidity could endanger the lives of his companions and even ruin the hopes of the entire assassination team fluttered Iruso's heart.

He regretted his carelessness and was full of self-reproach.

This strong sense of self-blame almost swallowed him, making his healthy and intact body inexplicably stiff.

I'm so stupid...

Why didn't you find out sooner...

If I had found out sooner, I might have had time...

Wait a minute...

Iruso's heart sank, but it jumped again as if he had stepped on a trampoline:

"Bastard—"

"You're bluffing me!"

He couldn't help but curse a swear word.

It's like having his legs intact but being tricked into buying a pair of crutches, Iruso was so angry that he almost exploded after reacting:

"What do you say, 'The ice has already been delivered to the station'..."

"This is simply nonsense used to disturb my mentality!"

"From the time you glimpsed the metal bar at the front of the car, to the time I realized that something was wrong, and now that the matter has been exposed, less than half a minute has passed!"

"In this half a minute, that passerby needs to see your message, needs to pick up the ice dollar bag, and needs to hesitate to judge..."

"With so much time consuming, how far can he go out now?"

"I'm afraid it's too late to get off the bridge!"

"If I really be bluffed by you, and delay the pursuit... That's the real trick!"

Irusso let out what he saw.

And he did capture the key point of Polunarev:

As soon as these words were spoken, the composure on Polunarev's face suddenly became a little untenable.

"I'll kill you later!"

Irusso gave Polunarev a deep look.

He had no time to waste now.

Anyway, the prey has been imprisoned in this mirror world with no entry or exit, and he can't turn the sky without killing him for a while.

In this way, Irusso clutched the rearview mirror in his hand as a "camera" to observe the outside world, and turned and hurried in the direction of the station.

...........................................................

Half a minute ago.

An old man on crutches was walking slowly and leisurely from the bridge.

Of course, he wouldn't have noticed that as he walked slowly to the front of the car on crutches, a pair of hopeful eyes were looking deeply at him through the mirror.

The appearance of the old man gave Polunarev infinite hope in the mirror world.

At the same time, the old man also noticed the car parked on the bridge.

The car was empty, and there was no sign of a car owner nearby.

The hood was propped up high, and the pungent smell of gasoline could be faintly asked.

"This car is broken, isn't it?"

The old man thought casually.

He didn't pay much attention to it either, just prepared to go around the car and move on.

However, at this time, the old man heard a strange sound next to the car-

It sounded like someone was cutting the cement on the bridge deck with a knife, and it creaked a little uncomfortable.

The old man followed the sound curiously, but the strange and unpleasant sound had stopped.

However, he was surprised to see a few lines engraved on the ground:

"Heavy Reward:"

"Please send the ice to the railway station square ahead as soon as possible..."

"What do you mean?"

"Is it some kind of prank..."

The old man frowned, only thinking that this was some kind of child's boring joke.

However, before he could turn his head away, his eyes were attracted by something next to the few lines of text:

The first is a bag of ice.

Then there's a wallet.

The purse was bulging, round and chubby.

Even if it closes its "mouth" tightly, the inner beauty that cannot be hidden is enough to conquer almost everyone's eyes.

"No... It's true? ”

The old man curiously stretched out his crutches and gently opened the folded wallet with the tip of his crutches.

It's like suddenly opening the lid of a jar of fine wine, the moment the wallet is opened, the moment those colorful little cuties appear...

The simple old man's breath stagnated, and half of his body softened.

He was almost drunk.

"Oh God..."

"Actually.... How much money is there? ”

The old man hurriedly squatted down, picked up his wallet and touched it carefully:

"It's real money... It's real money, that's right! ”

He was so excited that he was a little incoherent:

"Is all this money just for transporting the ice?"

"What the hell is going on..."

The old man couldn't help but feel a little strange, and he was subconsciously vigilant in his heart.

But this caution, this vigilance, was quickly dispelled by himself.

Because it's just too much money.

"Maybe it's a variety show that the TV station is filming... This money is probably a test prize for passers-by, as long as you complete the task, you can get it, right? ”

No one wants to spit out the meat that reaches the mouth.

So the old man unconsciously clenched his wallet, and he found a reasonable reason for this strange incident.

Then, he couldn't help but look at the bag of ice cubes on the ground.

If you just take the money away, it is a serious theft, and if someone is held accountable, he will have to apologize and pay back the money immediately.

However, as long as he was instructed to bring ice cubes, the money should be considered a reasonable reward for him.

And the train station is a few hundred meters away.

He will definitely not lose money if he tries it, but if the message is true, and if he gets double the reward, it will definitely be blood gain!

The old man struggled for a while, but finally made a small calculation in his heart.

So, he slipped his wallet in his pocket and crouched down to pick up the ice.

Then, the old man was holding the ice cube in one hand and the cane in the other, and a pair of old legs half cut into the soil actually walked out of a feeling of walking like flying.

"Double... Double the pay..."

"There really is such a good thing in the world!"

The old man imagined this beautiful morning in his heart.

But... Recently.

Not only is it not long... He didn't even have time to walk down the bridge when something strange happened:

I saw that in the air next to the old man, a suspended mirror in the shape of a car rearview mirror suddenly appeared.

What appeared in the mirror was not the reflection of an old man, but the face of a young man with a fierce expression.

"Found it... Sure enough, it didn't go far. ”

"The old immortal... Your path has come to an end! ”

The man in the mirror said through gritted teeth.

"W-What?"

The old man panicked and tried to run away with his crutches.

"Don't want to leave!"

Irusso yelled hysterically.

Together with the man in the mirror, he stretched out his arms and tried his best to catch the old man's shadow in the mirror.

Before he could even struggle, the hapless old man was dragged into the mirror space by Iruso.

Not only him, but also the crutches in his hand, the ice pack in his arms, all these things were dragged into this mirror world by Iruso.

"Bastard!" Irusoh's anger lingered.

When he saw the bag of ice that was almost delivered to the enemy, he was even more furious.

He flew out with a kick and kicked the eye-catching ice pack straight into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it flew into the river.

It was only then that Irusso finally breathed a sigh of relief from his nervousness and anger:

"Caught up... I wasn't mistaken..."

"Your plan has been completely stopped, damn broomhead!"

"Ahh

An exclamation rang out in the mirror space.

It wasn't Polunarev's desperate wail, of course, but the unlucky old man's collapse after an incomprehensible paranormal event.

"What's the situation... Who are you? Where's this? ”

"What the hell is going on!"

The old man couldn't comprehend everything in the mirror space at all, he was just yelling out of control out of fear.

"I'm annoyed!"

There was a hint of murderous intent in Iruso's eyes.

He is not a good person who respects the old and loves the young, and such a passerby old man has always been a weed that can be eradicated in his eyes.

And now, because this old man wants to make money by transporting ice for some reason, the dreams and ambitions of their assassination team are almost ruined.

"Don't make noise, or I'll kill you!"

Irusoh's ears itched at the old man's noise.

But no matter how angry he shouted, the frightened old man refused to stop screaming.

Irusso simply didn't waste his tongue.

He flew straight out and tried to kick the old man in the mouth.

"Stop!"

There was a loud shout from Porunarev from the side.

He suddenly jumped out from the side and stubbornly resisted the old man's kick.

"Hehe... Do you dare to take the initiative to come?! ”

Irusso laughed coldly.

He looked at Polunarev's already bruised body, and said with disdain:

"With your crumbling body now, are you still in the mood to worry about others?"

"Don't worry about this old man in the way... Anyway, you'll be dead soon! ”

Irusoh's voice was murderous.

But unexpectedly, he didn't see a trace of fear, a hint of retreat, not even the most basic solemnity and seriousness in Polunarev's expression.

On the contrary, Polunarev's expression is now very calm, even relaxed:

"A strong young man comes to fight with the old man, isn't it too shameless?"

"Old man... Don't worry, I'll protect you. ”

"Leave it to me here, you hurry up and get away."

Polunarev carefully guarded the old man behind him.

The old man was also alertly aware of the danger and began to unconsciously evacuate into the distance.

"Still a hero?"

"Protecting others? Are you qualified to say such things now! ”

Irusso was disgusted by this heroic play of protecting the weak.

But his taunt not only did not dampen Polunarev's fighting spirit at all, but instead drew Porunarev's confident smile.

Yes, self-confidence.

Polunarev suddenly had an inexplicable confidence in his body.

This inexplicable temperament is confident, chic, and sharp.

To describe it in metaphysical terms, it may be - sword intent.

"Do you think I just saw a passer-by casually and couldn't wait to entrust the 'mission'?"

"No... This old man actually happens to be the most perfect choice. ”

"Because, if it were him, even if the plan failed as it is now..."

"He can also give me the last hope."

With that, Polunarev slowly crouched down.

He picked up a crutch from the ground, which the old man had brought in when he was dragged into the mirror space:

"I can't hold anything in the mirror space."

"But whatever comes in from the real world, I'm free to use it."

Polunarev gripped the crutch tightly.

His wrist trembled flexibly, and he used this simple and unpretentious cane to dance a brilliant and dazzling sword flower:

"Irusoh, don't you want to know my stand-in abilities?"

"Now—"

Polunarev held his crutches upright in front of his chest and struck a standard swordsmanship stance:

"I can show you!"

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