Chapter 153

Outside the dark camp.

The fog is getting darker.

Sisco releases Stephanie's hand.

The expression is still a little tangled:

"Is it really as terrible as you say?"

Stephanie's angry face on the floor:

"It's more terrible than the evil god you killed last time!"

"That's the real" immortal "level..."

Hear the word.

Sisco was stunned. For a moment, he recovered his male voice:

"Immortality?"

"You can't hold it for too long and feel wrong?"

Stephanie was silent for a moment.

A moment later.

She raised her head and blushed:

"Sisco."

"Lend me a pair of pants."

Sisco was stunned for a moment.

He quickly took out several pairs of women's underwear from his belt and handed it to him:

"Use it first."

Stephanie took the pants with some disgust.

Without saying a word, he drilled into the nearby grove.

Sisco was left standing there alone.

But at this time.

Suddenly, I remembered a sound of footsteps behind me.

Sisco turned warily.

But in the dark.

A middle-aged man came over, dragging a unconscious mercenary with both hands.

The man smiled at him:

"Look, I've solved a little trouble for you."

"How can you thank me?"

"Mr. God killer?"

Sisco's face turned white with a brush.

Almost condensed into a substantial fog.

Stephanie and Sisco stood there stiffly.

The former is full of fear.

Some of them pulled their pants restlessly and complained in a low voice:

"Sisco."

"Your size is too big..."

"Shut up!"

Sisco gently covered her mouth and took a step behind her.

"It has nothing to do with her."

Sisco adjusted his breathing and looked calm:

"I didn't do it."

"I can give up this task immediately and ask the assassin alliance to cancel this Commission."

"Transcendental perception: Sisco the God killer's malice towards you has disappeared"

Roger frowned slightly:

"Can you be the master?"

Sisco nodded:

"I am the closest person to the" Assassin throne ". With my guarantee, the assassin alliance will not accept any tasks against you."

Roger frowned even more.

He actually came here with a hint of provocation.

I didn't expect that the "God killer" knelt faster than the Gargoyle!

What's more, it's too much.

This guy also wants to kneel with the assassin League

This is deliberately not to brush their expertise?

With this in mind.

Roger glanced at the little girl with some dissatisfaction.

Stephanie let out a strange cry.

The whole person hid behind Sisco.

"Sir..."

Siscoyan started to defend Stephanie, and his tone was a little tense.

"I see."

Roger thought:

"I'm not aggressive either."

"But you assassinated me twice..."

Sisco speaks fast and truly:

"From now on, you will be a guest of the assassin alliance!

We will accept your three commissions for free——

Of course, within our capabilities; If the target is a strong person like you, it doesn't make much sense to ask us to do it.

besides.

Shock fee, mental loss fee, compensation money

It should be presented within half a month.

In short, I guarantee your satisfaction. "

Roger looked at Sisco with interest:

"You are very skilled."

Sisco's expression is very difficult:

"... for the first time."

Roger suddenly:

"That's very talented."

Sisco was speechless.

"At first glance, the condition sounds good."

Roger yawned lazily:

"But not enough."

Sisco said bitterly:

"If there are omissions, you can add."

Rogerton came to the spirit:

"I want the intelligence base of your assassin alliance."

"The most important thing is all the information of the" king of withering "and the" God of cultivation and breeding! "

Sisco looks like frost:

"This... This is impossible, even if the assassin alliance is destroyed..."

Roger interrupted impatiently:

"What?"

"Think I can't do it?"

Sisco hasn't spoken yet.

Stephanie snapped at his belt.

And for fear that Sisco didn't know, he shouted:

"He can do it!"

"He can do it!"

Sisco shivered with anger:

"Say less!"

"This is negotiation!"

Roger silently began to exercise his muscles and bones:

"You are wrong, this is not a negotiation."

"It's an opportunity to show your sincerity to the assassin alliance."

"Even the most nervous people will not easily let go of trying to assassinate their own organization?"

Sisco's expression is tangled to the extreme:

"But... Not divulging the information of the client is our bottom line."

Roger saw that he began to waver.

Then he coaxed him:

"The bottom line is based on mutual respect."

"The king of withering gave you false information, didn't he?"

"How did he describe me?"

Sisco hesitated for a moment, and finally said:

"A low-level professional suspected of having extraordinary abilities, whose profession is an ammunition expert, is suspected to be proficient in physical skills..."

Roger's eyes lit up little by little after listening carefully.

This information is very important to him!

He looked at Sisco with a much gentler expression:

"Look."

"He lied. My level is not low at all, and my ability is not only" extraordinary. "

"The lady behind you should be able to feel it?"

Sisco frowned.

Stephanie behind him grabbed his belt again and began to shout:

"He is immortal!"

"He is immortal!"

Under the attack of Roger and Stephanie.

Sisco is completely broken.

He raised his hands high and said helplessly:

"I see."

"The information you need will be given to you within three days."

"But it's impossible to completely open the intelligence base - I don't have this permission - and it can help you win the position of an intelligence member at most."

In the dark.

Roger showed a satisfied smile:

"Deal."

"But I need the information now."

Sisco subconsciously covered his belt. Before Stephanie could speak, he quickly promised:

"Give it now!"

"Give it now!"

Stephanie poked a head out of her back.

Looking at Sisco in surprise:

"Why do you want to speak like me?"

After leaving information and compensation channels.

Sisco and Stephanie hurriedly disappeared into the darkness.

Sweep out those two thin but valuable pieces of information.

Roger's face showed a clear color.

Intelligence display.

The "king of withering" appeared about 35 years ago.

As his nemesis, he stepped on the stage of the southern tomb field and became the "God of farming and raising heirs".

It first appeared 30 years ago.

There are various signs.

The influence of the two gods on the material world is indistinguishable.

So these years, the southern tomb field.

The withered church and the Spring Festival church have been in a stalemate with each other.

There is occasional friction between the two sides.

But there has never been a large-scale war.

This is simply an incredible miracle for two religious organizations with extreme doctrinal conflicts.

For this.

The intelligence analyst of the assassin alliance commented:

"In view of the degree of respect between the two gods.

It may be guessed that their relationship may be closer than we thought:

They may be brother and sister, mother and son, father and daughter, husband and wife

Or.

It's simply a trick for the same person to play two roles. "

"There is no shortage of smart people."

Roger chuckled.

Turned and hid in the dark.

The next few days.

The deer hunting platform was foggy.

And after the thick fog that night.

The Spring Festival church Crusade group disappeared mysteriously!

Very few traces were left at the scene.

Although Roger had speculation in his heart.

But I can't help feeling a little uneasy.

He constantly improved his hunting plan.

Ensure that there is a way back for every link.

That's it.

Five days passed suddenly.

On the deer hunting platform.

The dense fog dissipated and the sunny day was sunny.

A group of "heartless believers" in broken yellow clothes are chasing a group of elk.

Suddenly.

A very irritable sound came from afar!

It seems that a wild beast is running wildly on this land!

All the withered believers were attracted by the sound.

That is a strange thing with dark blue eyes!

There is also a human riding on it.

Bang bang!

After a quick shot.

All the discouraged believers were enraged.

They caught up.

Roger accelerated one by one.

"Ghost fire" started irritably, leaving the withered believers behind.

The next moment.

He turned the motorcycle around.

He drove quickly towards another place where withered believers gathered.

Not long.

On the open deer hunting platform.

A wild motorcycle passed by.

He was followed by a flood of withered believers!