The streets of Metropolis in December, approaching Christmas, are full of festive atmosphere.

Several of the shops that frequented had put up promotional signs, and the crowd walking around, men and women, were muttering with their usual smiles on their faces.

Angelette suddenly remembered an ancient Chinese poem that someone had read to her: At that time, it was just ordinary.

When the man said it, he didn't seem to have any special feelings, but now he seems to suddenly understand the sadness in this poem.

Her expression became a little lonely, and through the gorgeous window of the store, she saw her own reflection in the mirror, which was a little different from herself.

So in the end, did you still become the person you hated the most?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but sigh softly, shook her head, shook off a little sorrow in her heart, her eyes became firm again, lowered her head, pulled the hair scattered on the collar of her beige trench coat, and strode through the old street planted with plane trees, and walked towards the black Bentley parked on the corner.

"Got it."

In the back seat of the car, an old man with silver and white hair, his face was covered with yellowish old age spots, and his palms were as thin as chicken feet.

"Hmm."

She nodded, a flash of disdain in her eyes, but quickly reined in.

Although she didn't like to make deals with this stupid and greedy human, she still needed to rely on the other party's power for the time being, which belonged to the power of the mortal.

It's sad.

When has humanity degenerated to such a point, a greedy and stupid rotten old man, obviously fragile, but holding mundane power.

If in her time, this kind of person is not even qualified to be a slave or be buried.

"Good. Let's go, then. ”

The old man got an affirmative answer, and immediately became happy, his eyes flickered, and soon a black-faced man in a black suit and black sunglasses in the front seat turned his head coldly, shook the black muzzle in his hand quietly, and pointed to the silver suitcase in front of him.

"You don't believe me?"

Angelette actually wanted to laugh, a self-righteous mortal, she really thought that she could use a mortal weapon to harm the messenger of the great god of death, Anubis.

But she still cooperated very well to continue the performance, although the old man in front of her was stupid, but now she still needs him.

So she sighed, tried her best to act in an angry and helpless gesture, and handed over the dagger in her pocket.

"Anubis Excalibur."

When the old man saw the dagger that Angelette took out, his expression became excited, and he wanted to pick it up and take a look, but he seemed to have something to scruple about, so he just reached out and pulled open the collar, held a ruby necklace in his hand, and rubbed the blood-like ruby pendant repeatedly.

She remained silent and waited quietly for the other party to calm down.

After a while, the old man's breathing finally calmed down, and he put the ruby necklace in his hand into the silver suitcase before he said to her, "Eye of Anubis, Anubis Excalibur." The relics belonging to Anubis have finally been gathered. Next, when does the ritual begin? ”

"Anytime, but I'd suggest it's best on Christmas Eve."

Angelette knew what the other party wanted, and said lightly.

"Christmas Eve? Yes, it's a good day. So be it. It just so happens that I have something to prepare. ”

The old man nodded, bowed slightly to the black-faced man in a black suit and black sunglasses, and the car started, "Do you want to come with me, or do you want to be separated temporarily?" ”

"I won't accompany you, I still have something to do. Let's park in front. ”

Angelette thought for a moment and shook her head.

"It's fine."

The old man didn't say anything more until he saw Angelette get out of the car, and then suddenly said, "Don't be caught." ”

"So, I'll borrow your auspicious words."

Angelette smiled charmingly and walked away.

The old man watched her leave quietly, his face suddenly became gloomy, he raised his head and looked at the black-faced man in a black suit and black sunglasses, "Is there anyone else following?" ”

The black-faced man in a black suit and black sunglasses bowed slightly.

The old man sneered, "Give me the phone." ”

……

"Everybody's in line for the time being."

In the command room of the joint operations team, Nick came back with a phone call, his expression became angry and helpless, but in the end he could only order.

Leng Feng and the others glanced at each other, but no one spoke, as if they had expected it.

Jiang Luoran's violent temper, where can he stand it, he opens his teeth and claws like a crazy cat, "Why did you close the team?" Isn't this a stolen one? Hurry up and arrest someone! ”

They followed Angelette all the way, and saw that Angelette was obviously trading with someone after getting into the car, and the stolen goods were obtained, but instead of arresting people, they directly closed the team, Jiang Luoran said that he couldn't accept it.

"I can't catch it, at least not for the time being."

If it was someone else's questioning, Nick, who was holding back the fire in his belly now, would definitely ignore it, but the person who questioned it was Jiang Luoran, and Nick could only explain patiently and appease this aunt.

"Why? Isn't he just a bad old man? Oh, and the background is huge?! ”

Jiang Luoran was not a fool after all, and he reacted quickly and became even more angry.

"Alright, Luoran. Don't embarrass him. ”

The cold wind grabbed Jiang Luoran and said softly, "That old man, surnamed Klin." ”

"My surname is Jiang?! Am I proud? Did I show off? ”

Jiang Luoran was very unhappy.

When I was a child, I thought I could go to the world with a sword, but when I grew up, I found out that it was a surname to go to the world.

When I became a supernatural person, I thought I could be fearless.

As a result, I didn't expect that even the Monkey King would be crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain.

"I'll give you an explanation of this. Feel relieved. ”

"Don't force it too hard. However, I think if it was the Chief Nick in the comics, he would have made the right choice. ”

Leng Feng stood up and patted Nick on the shoulder, meaningfully.

Lanstrow's eyes were firm, and he reached out and pressed the long sword in his hand, "The knight of justice will always follow only the sword and justice in his hand, and the king's power and gods will not be able to submit to his heart." ”

"I know. It's just a temporary stop. ”

Nick looked serious, "Anyway, Angelette has surfaced, so let's just stare at her." In addition, the decipherment of Angelite's tomb was finally completed by the expert group. ”

At the end of the day, a look of scorn crossed Nick's face.

Jiang Luoran didn't know why, and blinked his eyes, "Decipher?!" What decipher?! Didn't you say that Angelette wanted to save her lover, so she signed a contract with Anubis, the god of death, and was cursed and sealed? Isn't it a romance movie? Is it an ethical film?! Is it so exciting? ”

Nick almost didn't choke to death with saliva, and the atmosphere that was originally quite serious and solemn was instantly taken by Jiang Luoran to I don't know where it was crooked.

"That's just Lin Xia's nonsense, coaxing your sister to say it casually, the truth is not like that!"

The cold wind is also angry, and he can't wait to beat Jiang Luoran to death.