Ringer's demeanor was very serious, concentrating on dealing with the killer in front of him, turning a deaf ear to the other party's miserable howls, turning a blind eye to the other party's hideous expression, and when he entered the working state, he was such a person. After peeling off the second human skin, he inserted the scalpel into the heart of the first killer, and the howl came to an abrupt end, he ended the life of the first killer, "The next one, one by one, I have time." ”

Except for the killer who was thrown on the ground and the skin was still wailing, the entire center of the ant nest was silent, not even the sound of breathing was there, everyone held their breath, and as long as they gasped, they could smell the smell of blood in the air.

After completing the skinning process again, Ringer slowly raised his head and grinned at the group of killers opposite, "Next!" ”

In the eyes of others, this smile is tantamount to the summoning of death, many people burst out of the soles of their feet, down the thighs all the way up to the brain, and even some people feel a rush of urine, and they can't hold it back.

"Enough, what is the difference between you soldiers and killers doing this." The leader of the killers spoke up and said, "If you are a secret force of the Confederacy, we surrender in the hope of being treated fairly. ”

"I'm also human, why should I be different from you?" Ringer wiped the scalpel on the hem of the killer's shirt and said to himself with a smile, "Confederacy's secret troops? Hehe......"

Hehe! Every Gestapo who looked at the killers with sarcasm or mockery laughed along with Ringer.

"What are you laughing at?" The leader of the killers simply felt that these soldiers were unreasonable, even if they followed the officers to take revenge, they didn't have to be like this, how could they be the same as a group of peers.

"We're not soldiers!" The smile finally stopped, and Ringer rolled his eyelids and said in a hoarse voice. Who are they? Gestapo, part of the SS. And the SS, which had been designated as a criminal organization after the defeat of the Nazis in the Earth Age, now heard someone question himself with such words, how could he hold back his laughter.

All the crimes that could have occurred during the war, the SS did, and incidentally took the blame for the Wehrmacht. The SS never denied this in the education of the reserves, and the Gestapo here today knew what their organization was, and it was ridiculous to hear the questions of these killers.

"The next one, or that sentence, what I have is time!" As soon as the words fell, Ringer, who grabbed the scalpel, plunged the scalpel into the heart of the killer who had just been skinned again, and the cry for mercy stopped abruptly.

Everyone was shocked by this crisp and neat attitude, and the killers, who were accustomed to life and death, only then realized that compared to this group of black-clothed soldiers, they thought they were ruthless and looked like pure little sheep.

If this were a particularly ethic group of killers, then Ringer would have continued until everybody died here. If the other party can't insist on giving up professional ethics in the end, the end is still death. It's just that he has suffered a lot of crimes, and the result is the same, and Ringer will not let the other party go.

"Can you let us go, although our profession is full of blood, but the source of the business is not something we can control, if you want to know who the employer is, please let us live." The leader of the killers no longer insisted on professional ethics and offered Ringer his own quid pro quo.

Ringer's eyes closed slightly, as if he was thinking, or at least thinking, and after a few seconds he said, "Okay, I promise." As soon as these words came out, many people breathed a sigh of relief. Always watching the skinning with your own eyes and not knowing when it will be your turn is definitely not something to look forward to.

Many killers even felt that this might be the best decision the leader had made in a long time. These black-clothed soldiers are simply invincible, and if the leader continues to resist, these remaining less than a hundred killers will really be killed.

Ringer, who had temporarily stopped learning about the planing course, walked up to the leader of the killers and whispered, "Lord Cleaner, don't lie to me, after all, as a fish that slipped through the net back then, my psychological quality is not strong. ”

This sentence came out of Ringer's mouth, and he himself was the greatest mockery. Moreover, the leader of the killers has never seen such a smooth person who has been skinned continuously, and he is still saying that his psychological quality is poor. If Ringer's psychological quality is not good, there is no person with strong psychological quality in this world.

The situation is stronger than people, even if you want to retaliate in the future, you must be patient now. As if he didn't hear Ringer's ridicule, he directly opened the database of the base and mobilized the information on the acceptance of the mission of the cleaner of the dark web of Jialanxing.

Jia Lanxing's mission is an A-level mission, the dark web cleaners dispatched fourteen transformation fighters, and twenty strangers attacked the Lin family manor, and the battle process was one hour and three minutes, killing fifty-three people in the manor. The client is the Tianyin Group of Tianyin Star, and there is no more information.

"That's all? Don't have a specific principal? Or are you guys hiding something? Ringer's eyelids drooped, and the high-energy information contained in his voice was chilling, and it was clear that he was not very satisfied with this answer.

"That's all we were so confused by the huge commissions that we didn't investigate in detail who the employer was." The leader of the killers was not without remorse in his mouth, and if he knew that the mission he had received would lead to today's catastrophe, he would definitely not agree.

Of course, it is more likely that he will find a way to kill Ringer when he was a baby. Not only can you avoid today's catastrophe, but you can also get a large amount of commissions.

Ringer nodded to indicate that he knew, retreated to the place where he had just done the dissection, took out a cylinder similar to the No. 7 battery from his body, pinched it gently, and the light blue light reflected everyone's eyes, and then put down this thing and left without looking back, and the echo outside the door faintly came, "Give you half an hour, what you can get, it's up to you." ”

The killing was staged instantly, and the shouting of killing did not make Ringer turn back, he did go back on his word, he would not let go of this group of killers from the beginning, did he have to wait for the day when the other party regained his strength to find revenge? Even if this is the only possibility, the consequences are not obvious enough to take yourself as an example? Reaching the ground, the Ringer switched its wings and flew high and returned to the battleship from the bottom.

"I'm back, are things going well?" Purple Kaoru asked softly as she peeked at Ringer's expression.

"In front of me in the future, you don't have to be so careful." Ringer put his arm around the girl and patted the other party's back, "If you think about it carefully, you still have a lot of advantages, but you are more power-hungry, which is not a bad thing." ”

"Hold me tight, so I feel safe." Purple Kaoru muttered in Ringer's arms.