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Chapter 681: Don't Trust Beautiful Women (Asking for Votes)

Akadeline.

The legendary city of filth, depravity, terror of the Holy See.

In official propaganda, it is a city in hell, never daylight, full of filthy and horrible undead creatures, screams and wails echoing throughout the city, and the city is covered with blood and rotten flesh. The inhabitants are all puppets manipulated by the undead.

Despite this, it is a city that humanity dreams of, wants to set foot on, wants to conquer, wants to destroy miè.

But in reality, the Imperial City of Akadrin is not the same as the legend.

Tall, magnificent, neat, clean.

The wide avenues in the middle of the city are as straight as a cut, and there is no end in sight.

Just like every bustling big city on the Holy Light Continent, the streets are full of blooming flowers and trees under the bright sun.

The streets are bustling.

Looking from the city gate, I saw a black oppressive head, surging like a river.

The streets are extremely busy, and pedestrians are crowded and crowded together, being pushed and moving involuntarily.

The shops on both sides are lined up one after another, one next to the other, with exquisite architecture and gorgeous decoration, which will be about the scale of a flagship store of a world-class famous brand center in future generations.

The store has a dizzying array of products. In particular, all kinds of expensive luxury goods are placed in the most conspicuous position, tempting the attention of passers-by.

The beautiful female clerk in the store is dressed in a little bit of the old rich lady, and the clothes cut from precious fabrics are close to the body and smooth, framing the young and toned bodies of the girls.

According to the general law of economics that the more prosperous the economy, the shorter the skirt.

The skirts of the bright-eyed girls were as short as the thighs, revealing their snow-white and pink thighs.

These Semitic girls were originally known for their long legs and thin waists, and when they dressed up like this, they were full of infinite allure. I haven't seen anything on the market for a while, so maybe I'll drool over it when I look at it.

Although these girls are bright and moving, they are still dutiful, with the most natural and sweet smile on their pretty faces, and they cordially receive every guest who comes to the door.

The pedestrians on the road were all cleanly dressed, handsome-looking, with sweet smiles on their faces, elegant manners, and good conversations, and they did not have the tiredness and humility of running for survival on their faces.

And that's just one street in the middle of the Imperial City of Arcaderin.

Many of the same streets criss-cross like a chessboard, crisscrossing each other, and together form this great city - Akaderine~

In terms of scale, it is almost the same as the city of Ruman, the dazzling pearl of the Holy Light, known as the City of Ten Thousand Cities and the Eternal City. Two million permanent residents live in the middle of this huge city.

In the heart of the city, surrounded by busy streets and residences, there were several tall temples. I don't know how many generations of hard work have been built, and all those temples are towering in, and they are extremely majestic.

Standing there overlooking the whole city, there will be a kind of pride and ambition in the hands of the world.

Even though it was daylight, a roaring fire was still lit at the top of the temple. Even if it is dozens of miles away, it is clearly visible.

It is a symbol of pride for all Semitic people - the Thunder Flame: as long as the flame is not extinguished, the Semitic will never perish~

This is the flame that symbolizes the Semitic soul, just like the nature of the Semitic people, active, unrestrained, and uninhibited.

It is said that the flame has been passed down for thousands of years and has never been extinguished, and has been passed down since the beginning of the Semitic civilization to this day.

The flames were guarded by successive high priests, who worked tirelessly to spread the Semitic fire throughout the world.

On the outskirts of the city are the towering and sturdy walls, the size of which can discourage any invader who wants to invade Akadelin.

After thousands of years of history, the city wall has been continuously strengthened and repaired, and finally it has become the scale it is today, it is completely composed of long cyan boulders, and the juice of glutinous rice and eggs is poured in the middle regardless of the cost, and it is extremely strong.

Even a giant stone thrower can't shake it.

From a distance, the wall looked like a cyan ribbon that surrounded the entire city, vigilantly guarding against all intruders.

Regardless of the well-equipped and sturdy guards on the city, this wall alone can bring a great sense of security to the residents of the city.

But the inhabitants of Akkaderin did not pay much attention to the walls.

But every Semitic knows that the symbol of this wall is greater than substance.

Akaderin, the great city, has never been invaded by a foreign enemy since it was founded.

Akadelin, this is the holy city in the minds of the Semitic people, the status is similar to that of the Terran Vatino, these arrogant Semitic people, even if they sacrifice their own lives, will never allow the aliens to come closer.

Even if the other party takes a look at them with covetous eyes, they will not hesitate to chase them to the ends of the earth at any cost, even exhausting their years.

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"God rewards hard work~"

At noon, on the corner of a central street in Akadelin, a dark figure was leaning over behind a large tree. All the while keeping a firm eye on the gate of the gorgeous villa opposite.

He was so focused, the noisy flow of people around him didn't affect him at all, and as soon as his eyes were fixed, he locked on the mansion.

Although the weather was hot and the man's forehead was sweating, he still kept cheering himself up in his heart.

This is the heart of the city, where every inch of land is at a premium, with luxurious mansions on both sides of the road.

The people who live here are all the top figures of the Semitic race, and all of them are well-known.

Not far away, two streets away, is the Imperial City.

As a result, the security in this area is extremely tight. From time to time, there were city guards with sticks in their hands, knights on horseback, and even black-clad janissaries patrolling by. Inspections are completely seamless.

The man in black had always been sneaky, and he didn't do anything, just hiding under a tree and looking at the house opposite.

His strange behavior has already attracted the attention of a passing big ** next to him, as a servant in a big man's house, the aunt has a good sense of safety, and has been hesitant to call the police.

You must know that there are a lot of thieves and thieves now, especially after the incident of 'Thousands of Miles Alone Lei Guangguang' came out, the government hyped up and praised the heroic deeds of Lei Guangguang, and also held countless celebrations, praising Lei Guangguang as the only hero in the world.

Especially in the propaganda of the government, the current aristocratic ladies have shouted the slogan "marry someone like Lei Guangguang if you marry".

The Semitic teenagers rushed to imitate, all of them played the slogan of a thief, and practiced the skills of a thief, but those little rabbit cubs did not have the ability to run to the territory of the human race to make trouble, so they had to make trouble with the people in their own family.

Gangs up all day long, idle, stealing chickens and dogs. Gradually, it became a pest in the city.

And those ruffians are still very reasonable, saying that this is to temper their skills, so that they can go to the territory of the Terrans in the future, make a big fuss like the national hero Lei Guangguang, and also steal the Vatino, and want to steal all the Vatino's bottoms, suck the mouths of the Terrans, and win glory for the Semites.

But these words also deceive the little fart children who don't know the world, and after these guys steal the money, they don't donate, and they don't give love, they all eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

Therefore, the residents are very angry about it.

They don't care how beautiful these little bunnies say, as long as they catch them, they will all be beaten to death.

They are also very spicy, killing a lot of future heroes who are still in infancy and have not had time to grow up.

When the aunt was thinking about it, she looked up and saw a team of city guards patrolling over, and immediately waved and ran over to call the police.

When the city guards heard this, their eyes lit up with excitement one by one.

"What? In broad daylight, someone dares to step on the plate in this area and arrest him~"

Now there is a high incidence of theft, and many residents are blocking the door and scolding their mothers. These big people can't be hidden or provoked by their little city guards, and their leaders are also having a headache.

Now such a good opportunity actually bumped into his hand, of course, he can't let it go, maybe he can find out where a gang came from.

With a whoop, they surrounded the man and surrounded him.

But when the man saw the fierce officers and soldiers with sharp blades in their hands, they were not afraid at all, and unlike other thieves, they turned around and fled, but took out a sign from his bosom and handed it to the officer who led the team.

The officer glanced at it, his face changed greatly, he held the sign in both hands, and sent it back respectfully.

Under the aunt's astonished gaze, the officer took a step back, then turned around and walked away with his men in a gloomy manner.

He returned to the big ** with a stern face, and then warned in a low and stern voice, "Don't be troublesome~ The other party has a lot of background." ”

After speaking, he took his men and left.

Seeing this, the aunt couldn't help but think of a certain institution in the Semitic tribe that frightened everyone, and her face changed dramatically at the moment, and when she saw the man in black turning his gaze towards herself, she hurriedly turned around and left.

The man in black sneered, looked at them obediently walking away, smug in his heart, and then turned his gaze back and continued to stare at the gate.

At the same time, he couldn't help but be a little bored, he had been squatting here for many days, but he didn't gain anything at all, his dry fingers were a little nervous and groping for the brand, although he didn't look down carefully, but with the touch of his fingers, he could know that there were a few big words on the brand: Dense Iron Grade No. 73.

Although the level of that code name is extremely low, the word "secret" is enough to discourage the vast majority of people.

But...... But this is far from enough~

The man in black couldn't help but lick his lips when he thought of this, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Filled with a thirst for power.

As a good secret agent, when others were chasing down the cunning woman in the south with all their might, he already realized that the other party must be here this time. He came to save his friend, the first beauty of the Semitic race.

Women are strange creatures, and even the gods can't figure out what they think.

Some of them turned against their friends for a copper plate, but there were also people who would do whatever it took to pay for their friends.

Therefore, when the news of the man's escape came from the south, he had already stayed here, waiting for the woman to appear.

Although his ideas were ridiculed by his colleagues, he was convinced that they would come.

As long as the woman comes out, he can easily arrest her and ask for a reward.

With such a feat, the Dark Council must have ...... Uh, no, the twelve royal families will personally receive them, and at that time, they will be promoted to become wealthy, and they will soar and prosper, just around the corner.

When the time comes, you will be able to ridicule those who have laughed at you to your heart's content.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and before he knew it, the sweat was pouring out more, he reached out to wipe the sweat, and then while staring at the house not far away, he reached out and groped around his waist, and finally found a kettle as he wished.

He didn't look down, he casually pinched the lid of the kettle, then carefully took a few sips, and then carefully closed the kettle.

This squatting work has to be carried out for a long time, and it is also a voluntary work, and there is no assignment from the superiors, all of which are supported by his ambitions, and even the usual funds are all the savings accumulated in the past, so it is natural to be more careful.

"God rewards hard work. He put the kettle away and patted it gently. Continue to think: Be careful now, work harder, and in the future, if you are promoted and make a fortune, you can live a good life......

At this moment, I heard a soft voice next to me.

"You're really too careless~"

The agent was startled and hurriedly turned around.

I saw that behind him, there was also a person in a black robe, and the other party was also wearing a wide soft-brimmed hat.

Although I couldn't see each other's faces, I could tell from the small cherry mouth like a pomegranate that was red under the brim of the hat, and the delicate jaw, that it was a woman, and it was definitely a beautiful and moving woman.

The spy was not confused by this, but asked coldly: "Who are you?

At the same time, he secretly reached out and touched the dagger on his waist. Consider whether or not to pull it out.

Because he knew that although his martial arts skills were not high, as a secret agent, he was also strictly trained, and no ordinary person could get within ten steps of him without being detected.

The man didn't answer, his lips moved slightly, and the Yinling-like voice sounded again. "You were taught by Trind, right?"

The spy couldn't help but be stunned again, the people who could know this name were all people inside them.

The man said mockingly: "He has always been so ambitious, patronizing and looking at others, and never paying attention to the things around him." So he always has leaks, how can this kind of person be a good agent?"

The spy came back to his senses at this time, and asked again coldly, "Who are you?"

The man smiled lightly and said, "Do you really want to know?" “

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, revealing a pretty face as delicate as a flower, captivating the country and the city.

The spy didn't react to the surprise of the other party's appearance at first, but then he vaguely felt that the pretty face seemed to have been seen somewhere, and finally, slowly, the pretty face coincided with the portrait on the wanted warrant in his arms.

The secret agent's pupils couldn't help but contract, and finally turned into a pinpoint for a long time, and then he said in a trembling voice: "De...... Deibaule ......"

Deibol smiled and said, "That's right, you are really a genius child, and you actually guessed it right at once." ”

The spy took a deep breath and said, "You are so bold that you dare to come here......

Before he could finish his sentence, De Ibpole had already raised his index finger between his red lips and said playfully, "Shhh, be quiet." Aren't you afraid that you will get too excited and die of poison?"

"Hmph, what's so good about poison...... Poison ???" The agent's eyes widened immediately.

He hurriedly lowered his head and groped around with his body, and said, "Poison, where is the poison?"

Deibol looked at his wolf bèi and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

She sighed and said, "Poisonous name, ten steps to chase the soul and kill the pill." I just put your kettle in and you've already drunk it in your stomach.

Didn't I say it, you idiots are exactly the same as your instructor Trind, all of them are so ambitious, they can't even take care of the things around them, and they still want to make trouble for others, what a bunch of fools~"

The spy didn't hear her next few words at all, but said in a trembling voice: "Ten ...... Ten Steps Soul Chasing Death Pill? What is that?"

Like all women, Deibol smiled coldly at his interruption, and said, "Damn something." As the name suggests, poison hair only takes ten steps to walk. If you want to live, listen to me. ”

The spy looked at her pretty face, which was as cold as frost, swallowed dryly, and said in a trembling voice, "I...... I know. ”

In those materials, this woman is as cunning as a fox and as a femme fatale, and in order to achieve her goals, she will use any means, and she has always done what she said.

Seeing that he was honest, Deibol immediately questioned him seriously.

The spy knew that his fate was hanging in the hands of others, but he was also extremely acquainted, and all those ambitions and ambitions were gone, and he did not have any dreams of being promoted to become rich, no matter what Deibol asked, they were all like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and confessed one by one.

After asking Deibolle, he knew that this surveillance was only the person's personal idea, and that no other spies were involved, and that those people were still looking for her in the swamps of the south, so he couldn't help but sneer, turned around and left.

The spy looked at her, almost didn't cry at the moment, and said, "De...... Miss, I'll answer whatever you ask, but the poison?"

Deibol turned around, smiled, and said, "What poison?"

The agent grinned and reminded, "The poison in me." ”

Deibol blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "There is no poison at all, I lied to you, do you live so long, don't you know that the more beautiful you are, the more you can't believe it?"

The spy was stunned and said, "Really...... Really?"

Deibol sighed softly and said, "Your kettle has been hanging on your body, and you can feel it when you move it slightly, I just have great ability, how can I poison you unknowingly?"

When the secret agent listened, his face was red for a while and white for a while, and the colors were extremely brilliant.

After a while, he suddenly burst out, looked at Deibolle, and shouted angrily: "You stinking * son, you dare to lie to me." Today, I have to arrest you back, and then torture you to extract a confession, torture you, and use up all the 127 torture tools in the Black Cloud Secret Shelter to eliminate the hatred in my heart~"

In a fit of rage, he even gritted his teeth and looked hideous. At the same time, there was a strange and intense excitement in my heart: what would it be like to torture such a beautiful beauty and listen to her crying and begging for mercy under torture?

When the agent thought of this, his eyes were red and his mouth was dry, and he stretched out his hand, holding it like an eagle's claw, to catch Deibole's wrist.

Deibol was not in the slightest panic, only took a slight step back, and then looked at him intently.

The spy saw that Deibol dared to dodge, and at that moment he was even more furious, and stepped forward again, smiling evilly, and pounced on her.

But when he stretched out his hand, his whole body couldn't help but stiffen suddenly.

There was a sudden gurgling in his throat, and he slowly retracted his hands, and then his knees weakened, and he fell to his knees, his hands holding his throats, his face was flushed, as if he was about to breathe, and his eyes protruded outward, and countless bloodshots appeared.

Deibol looked into his eyes, sighed lightly, and said, "Didn't I say it? A woman's words cannot be trusted, the more beautiful a woman's words." The more you can't believe it. “

The agent looked at her with a strange look, then let out a sigh in his throat, and threw himself limp forward, falling to the ground, convulsing a few times, and finally remaining motionless.

Deibol looked at him and said, "I was going to let you live, but you killed yourself, so you can't blame me." ”

She looked left and right, and found that no one next to her noticed this little episode here, and even if she did, those people would inevitably be intimidated by the prestige of the secret spy department, and pretend not to see or hear anything.

She couldn't help but smile. The probe searched.

She was originally a secret agent, and in the CIA in Lorraine, she learned things that were far ahead of her time, and her methods were extremely professional.

She took the agent's money bag and a qiē thing to prove her identity.

Since the agent went out without permission, so he lost his identity information, and even though the corpse of the person would not be disposed of as a nameless corpse by the corpse collection team, it would take a long time to find out his identity.

Deibol stood up, put his floppy hat back on, and leisurely returned to the street, blending in with the crowd once more.