Chapter 1365 - Kill When You Kill

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Nick tied up the flowers, and he couldn't make a sound when he was stuffed with something in his mouth, and only one leg was left to move. www.biquge.info He barely managed to get up, hooked Allen's foot again, and fell to the ground again. He seemed to have given up on this fruitless move, and could only sit on the ground in resignation, his eyes rolling wildly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Alan sat down with a smile and looked directly at Morocco: "I believe that Mr. heard yesterday that we were attacked at Thirty-fourth Street. ”

Morocco nodded, subconsciously glancing towards the door. There was no sound outside, and there was such a big movement in the room, but his henchman Yuga was not seen for a long time, but he was afraid that even if he didn't die, he would be able to control it. The big merchant secretly thought about countermeasures in his heart, and said, "I have heard about this matter, and I originally planned to send people to support the adults. But I heard that it was the city lord Gurant's side who did it, so I can't interfere in this case. And I also believe that with the strength of adults, an army of 100 people can't trap a few people. This is also true, but I didn't expect that Gurant also hired a few assassination unions, and even later invested five hundred troops. ”

"I won't care much about that time, but when my people arrived at Fortyth Street, they heard that the adults and your family members were missing, so I stopped."

There is no flaw in this response, and Morocco is not just taking it seriously. In the latter part of yesterday's round-up, he did send a detachment out, and he did go to 40th Street. It's just that these manpower is not to support Allen, but only to find out the news.

Alan let out an "oh", and the smile on his face did not change a little. Morocco looked numb, and Alan didn't show his face at all, so he couldn't guess what the co-owner of the wasteland was thinking now. Because of this, it shows that Alan no longer trusts him, otherwise he would not have chosen to come to the door at this time, let alone have an unfathomable face.

"Mr. Morocco had a heart, but fortunately we were able to get out of the way. But it is not long to stay in the city, and at most we will leave Mokdan at dusk. Before leaving, I don't know if there is any news about the matter that my husband inquired about for me? Alan changed the subject.

Morocco smiled and said, "I'm sorry, my lord. As for the secret weapon that Baal brought, due to time constraints, it happened again yesterday, so I only scratched the surface of it. The weapon is now stored in the military warehouse in Mokdan, which is heavily guarded, and it will be difficult for my men to infiltrate it. If you give me some more time, I believe that you can deduce an approximate by clicking on the side. ”

"In this way, I have gained very little from coming to Mokdan this time. If nothing else, if I don't find out the guy who leaked my whereabouts, and be stared at by such a pair of invisible eyes, I won't be able to sleep well. You're right, Mr. Morocco. ”

Morocco can only laugh and make amends.

Alan patted his head again and said, "Look at my memory, this doesn't find out the information that this Mr. Nick next to me provided to Master Gourant. I'm sure Mr. Nick will give me other clues, so Mr. Nick, just tell me where your news came from, and I'll immediately have someone send you out of the city safely, and send you a batch of green crystals to help you make a comeback, what do you think? ”

When Nick, who was dejected, heard that this good thing was happening, his eyes lit up and he nodded desperately. He glanced at Morocco, who immediately chuckled inwardly, wondering if Nick knew that he had deliberately leaked the news to him. If he had told the co-owner of the wasteland, he wouldn't have to leave the shop today. At this point, Alan bent down and took the contents from Nick's mouth. Despite Morocco's obstructed view, it looked like Nick was whispering something to Allen.

Then Alan looked at him, the smile on his face fading away, and his eyes growing cold. Morocco knew that it was going to be bad, and he couldn't care much more, so he roared and jumped up, raising his arms like lightning. There was already an elegant-looking beam pistol in his hand, but unfortunately he didn't have time to shoot it, and Alan snapped his fingers. There was a flash of gray light, slicing off one of Morocco's arms.

Morocco screamed and stepped back and knocked over the chair. Then seeing the smile on Alan's face again, he slowly raised his body, and when he saw Nick behind him, Morocco's pupils shrank. Nick didn't speak at all, because his neck was pinched by Allen's hand, his expression was painful, and he didn't make a sound at all. Morocco's face was suddenly dusty, and he knew that he had set up a dish for Alan.

Alan re-plugged Nick's mouth, let go of him, patted his shirt and stood up, and said indifferently, "Why did you do this?" ”

"Why?" Morocco is now out of the way, and he laughed wildly: "It took me 30 years to go from nothing to today's glory." Do you know how hard it is? But now because of your relationship, all this is about to go up in smoke, and I don't agree! I will never allow such a thing to live, so you must die! It's a shame that Gulrant is just a rice bucket and even messed up on his own turf, what a bastard! ”

Alan looked at the barren with a fierce voice, and for some reason suddenly felt a little pity for him. Alan shook his head and said, "You're not right to say that, if it weren't for the support of the relics, you would have been able to get to this height?" Now that you have received support from the Legacy, what should you pay for it. You're just running away from it. ”

"Whatever you say, anyway, I'm in your hands now, you can do whatever you want!"

"Of course I will, do you think I'm going to let you go?" Allen raised his hand and pointed at Morocco: "There are still quite a few chess pieces like you, I hope they can learn a lesson from you." As for your industry, don't worry, the big businessman Morocco will still be alive. It's just that that person isn't you. ”

Morocco yelled: "No, that's mine"

The sound stopped abruptly.

An intermittent gray light pierced his forehead, the gleam in his eyes faded, and the man fell to the ground. A moment later, a drop of blood gushed from the center of his eyebrow. It seems that the injury is minor, but if you pry his head open, you will find that the Void Flame has been burned to ashes.

In the room, Nick's eyes were filled with fear. He looked at Alan in a panic, and a whining sound came out of his mouth. Knowing what he was trying to say, Alan shook his head and walked past him. Nick tried to get up, when a thin wound opened in his neck, and blood spurted out of the wound. He could truly feel his strength and life pouring out of the wound, and eventually he became a corpse.

Alan walked out of the room, and Luki was leaning against the wall by the door. The woman glanced at him and said strangely, "The adult's face is not very good?" ”

"It's really uncomfortable to kill a guy who can't resist for the first time, and it's two kills at a time." Alan exhaled his airway.

Lu Qi obviously can't understand Allen's feelings, in fact, throughout Allen's life. Along the way, he has killed a lot of strong enemies, but it is like killing people who can't resist, this is indeed the first time. Of course, even if it were to start all over again, he would not hesitate to kill these two people. It's one thing to be uncomfortable, it's another to be soft-hearted. And in Agareth, the most important thing is mercy.

When you kill, you kill!

"We'll take care of the aftermath, and as for what you said, I can do that by using a person to pretend to be Morocco and continue to manipulate his business. But aren't you afraid that the Moroccan industry will be annexed by our Dark Ball? Lu Qi smiled, how could she look as confused as when she first met, but she was so shrewd. She had the intention of swallowing the Moroccan industry, and she knew that instead of sneaking it behind Alan's back, it was better to make it clear at the beginning, but to have more appetite for this young and strong man.

Alan said happily: "Miss Lu Qi is a smart person, let's put it this way, even if Miss Lu Qi didn't say so today, I have nothing to say about annexing Moroccan industries afterwards." Now that you've made it clear, I might as well tell you that I can give you the Moroccan property. In return, the Dark Dance had to do something for me. ”

"Let me guess, my lord wants to know the details of the secret weapon that was stored in the military warehouse?"

Alan nodded: "We will attack Mokdan soon, so it's better to get a thorough understanding of this city." ”

"Deal, but at least give us a week. In a week, we will relay the message to the adults through the Black Heart. Lu Qi said with a finger raised.

Alan didn't bother to refuse, and they walked to the store lobby, where Morocco's henchman Yuga collapsed in the corner. Next to him stood Tracey, who was wiping the blood from her dagger, but she heard the sound of gunfire from behind her, and knew that Morocco was the one who started it. In an instant, he wiped Yuga's neck and turned this half-hung powerhouse into a real corpse. Lu Qi looked at Trislido a few times, and then said, "My lord, I will arrange for someone to take you out of the city in the afternoon, is there anything else I need to do?" ”

"One thing, I need a map of Mokdan, the more detailed the better."

"It's easy, you can see it before you leave."

As they walked out of the Desert Boat shop, there were more and more pedestrians on the street. But no one knew that in the shop behind the two of them, the legend of the street had disappeared. Even if his name would be heard in the future, that person was no longer Morocco.

Before sunset, a convoy left Mokdan after careful inspection, and in one of the six cars of the convoy, Alan glanced back at the fortress city behind him. Mockdan lurked like a giant beast over the sunset wilderness, leaving him with only a black silhouette. He narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself that the next time he saw the city, it would be time to attack it.

A few days later, Alan returned to the Great Badlands. At the same time, an ultimatum from Mokdan was received, demanding that the Great Wastelands disband the army stationed outside Tempest, otherwise it would be regarded as a threat, which was a bit of a preemptive effect.

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