Luoyang is gone, but Mohammadi's home is still silent.

"Elder Saman, are we really going to work with someone who is in the company of evil spirits?" Ali Muhammadi was not forced to kneel down by Luoyang to have prejudices against Luoyang, but from the beginning, he had prejudices against Luoyang.

Maybe it was Luoyang's strong confidence and aura that made him feel uncomfortable, or maybe Luoyang's comic-like face made his conceited appearance meaningless, or maybe it was because Luoyang was a Chinese.

He couldn't say exactly why.

"I don't want to cooperate with him, but he knows where the ladder is, and he is the only one who can take us in." Saman Hosseini felt a little helpless.

"Dad, what do you think?" Ali Mohammadi looked at his father.

Muhammadi sighed: "Evil ??????????????? The spirit is no different from the devil, and people who are in the company of evil spirits will eventually become devils, and our faith does not allow us to do so. ”

Ali Muhammadi's feelings improved, and he asked Fatima again: "Sister, what do you think?" ”

He seems to want to initiate an "MZ vote" to dispel Saman Husseini's idea of cooperating with Luoyang.

"I ......" Fatima was a little nervous and uncomfortable, and she never asked for her opinion on family matters, let alone this fateful decision faced by the Shadow Chaser organization.

"It's okay, I just wanted to hear what you think." Ali Mohammadi said.

Fatima hesitated: "I ......"

Ali Mohammadi frowned slightly.

Saman Husseini looked at Fatima with encouragement in his eyes: "Fatima, you can boldly say what is in your heart. ”

"Elder Saman, didn't you already promise Mr. Luo to take him to the Ruins of the Sabbath Country tomorrow, my opinion is no longer important." Fatima said.

Samanhusseini said: "That's just a strategy, not a real promise, I can't do such a big thing, and I have to take it to the Council of Elders to discuss." So, if your point of view has the potential to help us solve the problem. ”

Fatima glanced away at her father, Muhammadi.

There was encouragement in Muhammadi's eyes: "Fatima, you can talk about it, it doesn't matter if you don't say it well." ”

Fatima nodded, and then said, "Mr. Luo is very strong, and if we try to deal with him by force, it will be a bad decision. If we shoot a tiger with a bow and arrow, then we have to face a counterattack from the tiger. ”

Ali Mohammadi's brow furrowed even higher.

Fatima continued: "Although Mr. Luo is very powerful, I do not feel any malice in him. He is in the company of evil spirits, but he is not evil, and there are people in this world who wear gorgeous clothes and stand on the high position of justice and morality, but their hearts are more evil than evil spirits. ”

There was a slight pause: "Mr. Luo has already shown his sincerity, he has made the situation very clear, there is an army guarding that place, and if we don't cooperate with him, we won't be able to enter at all." Actually, my opinion doesn't matter at all, what matters is whether we want to go to the Holy Land Ladder or not. ”

Ali Muhammadi wanted to refute Fatima, but he swallowed the words again. Indeed, it doesn't matter whose opinion it is, what matters is whether the Shadow Chaser Organization wants to go to the Holy Land Ladder or not.

A smile appeared on Samanhusseini's face: "Fatima, your ??????????????? Calm and reassure me, you come with me to the altar, we will have a ceremony and your mission as a saint will be activated. ”

Muhammadi and Ali Muhammadi looked at each other, and there was excitement in the eyes of father and son.

"It's the glory of our family." Muhammadi bowed his head to Saman Husseini.

All three men were happy, but Fatima looked gloomy.

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In an alley, Luoyang ended the state of supersensory perception.

From this alley, cross a two-lane road and walk another 20 meters to Mohammadi's home. Just now, after coming out of Muhammadi's house, Luoyang came to this alley, activated the supersensory state of the ancestral witch's spirit, and used supersensory perception to capture the voice of Muhammadi's house.

Unfortunately, the conversation between Muhammadi and his son and Samanhusseini was in Persian, and he did not understand a single word.

The reason why he insisted until the end of the conversation between the four people was just to make some judgments from the intensity change of the perceived brain waves.

After almost ten minutes of capture and analysis, the only thing to gain was that the three men were happy, and Fatima was sad.

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Luoyang walked to the other end of the alley.

The alley was silent, and his eyes didn't see a person, but he knew there was a person.

A large piece of the wall suddenly fell off, in the shape of a human being, and the earthy yellow color of the wall quickly faded, followed by black, yellow, white, and so on.

It was a person, Xia Chen, codenamed Shadow. Luoyang pretended to be taken aback: "Oops! Brother Xia, why are you here? ”

Xia Chen curled the corners of his mouth: "Don't pretend, you already knew that I was here, otherwise you would have your back to me for ten minutes?" ”

Luo Yang smiled: "I'll give you my back, I'm relieved." However, your method is really magical, is it really innate? ”

Xia Chen nodded: "My parents are ordinary people, and it's strange to give birth to a monster like me." I was discovered when I was three years old, and I entered a special school to study, and at the same time I was the object of study, I was studied for 8 years, and those bullshit experts didn't find anything, and then I became a preparatory member of the Xuanwu Bureau, and after I went through an unknown number of assessments and tasks, I finally became a member of the Xuanwu Bureau. ”

Luoyang walked over and patted Xia Chen on the shoulder: "I know, you treat me as a brother??????????????? That's what I was told. Powerful abilities often come at a great cost, but there's nothing wrong with that, after all, the world speaks with its fists. ”

"What did it cost you?" Xia Chen was a little unconvinced.

He really can't empathize with Luoyang about this, this thing is so that he can't empathize with Baili Pujia every night, and he can hear the live broadcast when he lies on the sofa in the living room. A single man in his thirties, do you know how much those voices bother him? If this is the so-called price of Luoyang, he will spit on it.

Luo Yang sighed: "You at least know who your parents are, I don't even know who my parents are." ”

Xia Chen hugged Luoyang's shoulders and didn't say anything, just hugged him hard.

Sometimes communication between men does not need words to achieve, and actions can be more deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"How about we go have a drink? Let's have a good chat. Xia Chen said.

Luoyang said: "Persia doesn't sell wine, big brother." ”

"I didn't say drinking, can't I drink tea?"

"Uh, okay."

Xia Chen suddenly remembered something: "Brother, aren't you afraid that Pujia won't be able to find you in a hurry?" ”

"What am I afraid of, my relationship with her is my decision, and whatever I say is what I say." Luoyang is very hard.

Xia Chen curled the corners of his mouth, but he didn't reveal the bottom of his brother.

"By the way, the Xuanwu Bureau is full of strange people, what special abilities does Brother Hu have?" Luoyang never figured this out.

"Daddy's ability."

Luoyang: "......"

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