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Until one foot in the trap.

Feeling the change in the aura around him, Qin Ran's face changed, and he was about to retreat, but the trap was activated faster than he imagined.

A circle of blue, white, and black intertwined circles of light suddenly rose, enveloping Qin Ran and the surrounding area with a diameter of about 10 meters.

Crash!

With a continuous crisp sound, a chain of the same blue, white and black colors shot out from the void, binding and restraining Qin Ran's body like a poisonous snake.

Then, above the bound Qin Ran's head, a Xing knife like a guillotine began to slowly appear.

Also present was Banks.

"You're the eldest son of the Burning Family?"

The gem in his hand flickered, and Banks's figure walked out of the shadows, looking at Qin Ran with a suspicious expression.

No sarcasm.

Only puzzled.

Dressed in a robe, wearing glasses, and messy hair, Banksy always felt a little simple.

Immediately, though, Banksy retreated with the beating of the gem in his hand.

"Illusion?!"

"Sure enough, it's the same as Modi said."

"Shouldn't the people of the Burning Family be specialized in flames, and illusions are just cultivating?"

Banksy asked himself.

Then, the other party shook his head, not intending to continue the question.

After all, he's just in charge of catching the other party.

Leave the rest to Modi.

This is also their consistent trading principle.

He is not involved in Modi's affairs, and Modi does not intervene in his research.

This may seem strange, but it is the basis for the two to trade.

Both Banks and Modi are aware of this.

"I hope you don't struggle."

"Otherwise, you'll suffer."

After Banks pointed to the guillotine in the air, he began to contact his employer, and did not shy away from Qin Ran, so Qin Ran, the other party on both sides, heard it clearly.

"The target has been caught."

Banksy said simply and directly.

"Very well, take everything he has with him."

"And ......"

"Cut off his limbs."

Modi's voice rang out in the jewel.

"I didn't have those requirements in my initial assignment."

Banksy frowned.

"Now there is."

"I'll triple the price of employment!"

"Hurry up, do as I say!"

Impatience and impatience appeared in Modi's tone.

"You can't change the price of your job if you raise it...... Are you crazy? ”

Banks stubbornly insisted, but before the words could be finished, Banks exclaimed.

Qin Ran, who was bound, began to struggle fiercely, even if the guillotine fell, there was no intention of pausing.

Burst!

Qin Ran, who was bound, dodged the fatal blow to the head with the guillotine knife in an extremely awkward posture, but he did not completely dodge it.

Both of his legs were cut off in two.

Blood spurted out instantly.

But Qin Ran was strangely freed from the shackles.

What made Banks feel even more incredible was that Qin Ran's legs had grown out again.

"This, this ......"

Banksy was stunned.

But Qin Ran didn't.

Qin Ran, who had grown legs again, twisted his body and escaped from the aperture as if he had escaped into the void.

However, just when Qin Ran appeared again, he was nailed to the ground by a light arrow.

It wasn't Banksy who shot.

Be...... Morty.

Modi, who was supposed to be in a hidden place, appeared in front of Qin Ran's eyes like this, looking condescendingly at Qin Ran who was nailed to the ground by light arrows.

"2567, didn't expect that?"

The other party asked proudly.

"Modi?!"

"You did it on purpose?!"

Banksy looked at Modi who appeared in front of him, looked down at the gem in his hand, and immediately reacted: Modi had already designed everything.

As for why?

Just look at Qin Ran who was nailed to the ground.

The other party was for this moment all along.

"No, no."

"It's a necessary temptation, because you don't know this 2567, and I know him, that's why I'm doing it."

Looking at Banks, who had contributed a lot to his plan, Modi replied politely.

Of course, when answering, Modi did not forget to make a move on Qin Ran again.

Whoosh!

Four arrows that were one size smaller than the previous light arrows were nailed to Qin Ran's limbs, making Qin Ran completely lose his ability to resist.

Then, a bottle of holy water was poured on Qin Ran's face.

Snort, snort!

It is as if a high concentration of sulfuric acid has been poured down.

Qin Ran's face quickly folded and corroded, making a characteristic sound.

A painful, continuous muffled snort kept ringing out of Qin Ran's mouth.

And after hearing such a muffled snort, Modi laughed even more happily.

The reaction of the demon bloodline and the holy water made Modi more and more sure that Qin Ran in front of him had no power to resist, and he had truly stepped into the trap he had arranged.

And what could make him happier than Qin Ran's pain?

Nature is more painful!

Two more bottles of holy water were poured on Qin Ran's body, looking at Qin Ran's whole body twitching, wanting to resist but being locked by the light arrow and only struggling, Modi couldn't help laughing

"Using the Radiant Arrow and the Radiant Water against the Burning Family, do you want to provoke an internal war against the Burning Dawn?"

"Moreover, since you have captured him, you can get to know him directly, and there is no need to torture him."

Banksy frowned.

Obviously, such things as the abuse and torture of prisoners were difficult for Banksy to accept.

As for the internal war of the burning dawn, it is less concerned and more like a casual question.

"Does the current Burning Dawn still need me to provoke infighting?"

"The enemy they are facing now has already left them with no time to take care of themselves."

"Take it! This is your reward - three times as much! ”

Modi replied evasively.

But the triple pay was enough for Banks to give up his current attachment and choose to leave.

Qin Ran is not him.

There is no need for him to turn against a stranger and a long-term employer.

Banksy left with his pay.

Only Qin Ran and Modi are left here.

Snort, snort!

Without any hesitation, Modi poured another bottle of holy water on Qin Ran's body.

Looking at Qin Ran's painful appearance under the corrosion of holy water, Modi said unconsciously.

"Don't worry."

"I'm not going to let you die so soon!"

"At the very least, you must be alive until the end of this quest...... Who are you? ”

The smug Modi's face suddenly changed.

The 'eye' he had placed in Banks' 'pay' was destroyed.

Banksy does not have such an ability.

Modi knows this very well, otherwise he wouldn't have discovered it until now.

What's more, Banksy wouldn't let anyone else touch his pay.

Unless......

Banksy is dead!

And in this barren wilderness, who could kill the other before Banksy could react?

Qin Ran!

That's the only thing Modi can think of.

So, who is Qin Ran in front of him?

Modi's eyes widened as he looked at Qin Ran, whose face was burned.

And 'Qin Ran' raised his head very cooperatively, and responded to Modi with a pair of scarlet eyes, and at the same time, a trace of aura that could no longer be concealed began to slowly appear.

"Evil spirits!"

Feeling the breath, Modi blurted out.