"Get in the car. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Karn commanded as he looked at the crow flapping its wings and turned to his shocked men.

The two black sedans slowly accelerated, one in front of the other, and drove away from the back of the bar.

On the other side, half of a black man's face slowly appeared at the mouth of an alley.

The black man's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he didn't even dare to gasp for air, so he could only hold back his breath.

"Three points.... Forty-two seconds...", he said in a bitter voice.

There were several other representatives in the alley who didn't enter the bar at all.

The girl dressed as a black royal sister turned pale, and her hand unconsciously clenched and loosened, clenched and released.

"Good thing we didn't go in." The man with glasses whispered. "Now it's better to inform the bosses of each family, right?"

The rest of the group nodded, no one bothering to face the eccentric boss of the Night's Watch.

He almost single-handedly destroyed the venom......

"Where's Notch?"

"The only mystery is in the hands of the Korean Ahn Byung-joon, and Nuoqi seems to have something else in mind, but if you calculate the time, it's time for him to do it......," the girl whispered. Things are out of our control. The Venom man is dead, and the thunder is gone. The strength of the Night's Watch is far greater than we can imagine. ”

"Did you find out the details of that man before?" Someone asked.

"No, it's as if this man came out of nowhere. I can't do anything about it. The girl shook her head.

"That, I found it!" The old man on the side suddenly interjected, his old face was still full of cold sweat even if the sun was shining in the sky during the day.

"Right in this city...... Death registration, or funeral parlor ...... You guessed it right, it's lying down, it's not a staff member! ”

"This, how is this possible?!"

“……”

“…… No matter what, that guy took away the representative of Thunder, and that thing is not going to give up the Holy See anyway...... Let them go and fight. The glasses whispered. [A wizard who manipulates corpses?] Or...... Just a simple disguise?! 】

"Why don't we just quit?" The black man wiped the sweat from his face. "We don't have to put our lives on the line of an ethereal legend. Report the specific situation to the top and let someone from above come over to deal with it. ”

The other people exchanged glances, and they all saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

It is indeed possible to report, but this also means that all their previous efforts and losses have been in vain, and the removal of their positions is a light punishment.

"Suspicious? How can it be! The black royal sister casually flipped through the ticking mobile phone, and hurriedly skimmed it, but she couldn't suppress the surprise in her heart.

"Nuoqi was put on the side by the Korean, and even the ascetic almost lost his life, and now he ...... I didn't expect there to be such a strong person behind An Bingjun!? ”

"What's going on?"

"How is this possible! When did the capable people in the world become so worthless? ”

"Besides, who would dare to offend the Holy See except the madmen of the Night's Watch? I've heard that the ascetic has a very high position in the Holy See! ”

“…… It seems that the secret of the Holy Grail may have finally caught the attention of some people. ”

"We miscalculated. At first, we heard that the Korean, as an archaeologist, seemed to know a lot of mysterious people, and at first we thought it was a joke, but now we ......," the glasses frowned. "He seems to have secrets too!"

"I think we'd better not interfere and wait for them to decide the winner." The royal sister smiled bitterly. "It's getting more and more complicated, and there are more and more forces involved."

The rest of the people nodded.

…………

In the darkness, an old man with a pale face gently lit a yellow oil lamp, and the faint yellow light of the fire slowly illuminated the scene in the wooden house.

The round window has a white crown-like pattern, and a little moonlight is faintly shining in outside.

The old man looked back at the bed of the wooden house, where a black figure lay there.

It was a man, wearing a black leather jacket, his body was in tatters, there were wounds and blood marks everywhere, and his face was especially numerous, almost broken. However, through the scars, it can still be seen that he was originally a middle-aged man with good looks.

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"Have you decided? …… He can't be trusted! An old female voice sounded behind her.

“…… Of course, I know. It's just a mutual use. A smile appeared on the old man's face, "The feeling in his eyes from the first time I saw him......

He is the same kind of person as us, but not all the way, and I always remember that. ”

"Then you still ......" The old woman's voice was a little anxious, and at the same time a little annoyed.

"Do we still have time? Or is there another option? …… Whether it is the dictation of fate or the ...... of reality Darkness is approaching. In any case, the glory of ancient Egypt cannot be buried in our hands! ”

The old man looked back at the old woman, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, he opened his mouth and hesitated, but finally did not call out her name, "...... If the plan goes well, hopefully you can guide them...... Just like what guided me in the first place! ”

“…… What are the odds of success? After a long time, the old woman asked with a sigh.

"I don't know." The old man turned his head, "Alright, it's time for him to wake up and finish what I told him before!" When he looked at the figure sleeping on the bed again, a trace of solemnity and majesty crossed the old man's face. …… After preparing for so long, the stage was finally set. It's time to understand this grievance! ”

As soon as the old woman left, the figure on the bed woke up.

"Hmm....." he covered his forehead, as if he was very uncomfortable. How long did I sleep? Uthercalf. ”

"It didn't take long, about five hours." The old man smiled back, his wrinkled face like a blooming chrysanthemum.

When a man just woke up, he suddenly noticed that another old man sitting next to him had this kind of smile on his face~~ This is probably sad, right?!

"Okay, Chrysanthemum...... Oh~ Why do I think of this plant every time I see you? The man touched his head and smiled bitterly, "It looks like you're not doing very well." ”

"Just a little better than you." The old man shook his head and walked to the bed with an oil lamp. "I told you before, don't come to me until the last minute. Because I may not only fail to help you, but will put you in greater danger. ”

"Of course I do." The man smiled bitterly, "But I really can't do it now, and I have no way out." He buried his head deeply, his hands clutching his hair, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he were really exhausted.