Chapter 162

The scene in front of him stunned Sergeant Shylock and his team.

Oh! Oh, my God! What do I see?

A bloody Ripper with a risk of 7, jumping up and down like a domestic dog, expressing his inner joy?

At the same time, he is still trying to please his master. The sickle shaped tail is almost waving a remnant!

Is this really the legendary brutal, cunning and cunning bloody Ripper?

So, who is its owner, rolle, a senior consultant on the investigation team?

Although I've heard before that he seems to have a close relationship with the recruit instructor elby and is a strong swordsman, this situation is obviously beyond the scope of swordsmanship, right?

The sergeant and his team members felt shattered and were stunned.

After walking for a while, Rolle found that they didn't keep up and turned around to say:

"Why are you still stunned?"

"Ah! Come, come..."

The sergeant gave a numb answer and followed.

Although he still had many problems, his brain was still dizzy and did not recover from the shock of the three outlooks.

But as long as adviser rolle speaks, it's OK to follow orders.

Otherwise, he only needs one look to let this terrible level-7 demon devour his team alive.

The sergeant followed rolle with his subordinates trembling. Although he was full of questions, he didn't dare to speak at all for fear of offending Rolle's consultant and being fed to the dog by him.

So they followed the lively bloody Ripper through the city for more than an hour, and finally came to a fire scene.

The fire was a low building. The fire was very fierce. You can feel a heat wave from a distance.

Even if such a fire is put out, there must be nothing left in it except ashes.

This is a civilian area in the south of the city. It is already close to the factory area in the suburbs. Originally, all the workers who lived here were workers from various factories. However, because the factory has not yet resumed work, it seems very cold. Only a few people can be seen, carrying pots and buckets, in a hurry to put out the fire.

It seems that the spy's dens are here. He not only escaped the imperial siege, but also ran back to the dens and set a fire.

A cunning, sophisticated, very professional spy.

The air is filled with smoke and scorching smell. It is difficult to breathe normally. Naturally, the baby cat can't smell anything.

"Ask the licking dog if you know any other strongholds."

Rolle patted the donkey's ass and said.

The little donkey first opened his hand with his tail, then jumped a few steps, and then barked at the licking dog.

Licking the dog did not move, lying on the ground honestly, only the tail shook.

The little donkey turned around and waved his ears to rolle.

"Is the clue so broken?"

Rolle is not reconciled.

"Forget it, I'd better help put out the fire first."

Fortunately, an extraordinary person not far away came to support in time and helped with the secret art of water system. The people put out the fire in time without causing much loss.

But the scene of the fire was only a mess, leaving nothing but a pile of coke.

The clue just broke.

Rolle can only describe the general height and body shape of the man in black to sergeant Shylock. Please pay attention to the military search, and then ride a small donkey and go home to rest.

Fortunately, it's not far from his rental house.

"This guy isn't going to follow us all the time, is he?"

Rolle looked back at the licking dog still following, a little helpless.

He doesn't want to keep this thing. Although he is tall and powerful, he looks too ugly, and he must be able to eat, can't afford it, and doesn't listen to his own words

The key is that this goods actually plot against their little donkey!

If it's not honest, Rolle wants to kill it with one sword.

"Can you let him go to the stray dog shelter?"

Rolle asked again.

The little donkey shook his head, and his big eyes showed a helpless look.

"They can't come and go as soon as they are called. It's not qualified to lick a dog."

Rolle Tucao a sentence, temporarily do not make complaints about it, first sleep.

He took the kitten into the rental house, the donkey went back to the stable, and the licking dog retreated into a dark alley nearby.

On the roof of a small building facing the street, there was the man in black who had just escaped death.

"Why? Why? Why? Why?"

He kept repeating the question in his mouth. Obviously, he didn't want to accept the cruel reality in front of him.

The bloody Ripper, who was hard domesticated and paid a painful price, betrayed him.

He had no doubt that if he appeared in front of it, it would tear itself to pieces in order to please its new owner.

He lay on the roof until it was bright, then he got up very reluctantly, jumped on the roof like a quick ape and left the street.

A moment later, he dodged into an empty alley, took off his night clothes, carefully folded them and stuffed them into a backpack in the corner.

Originally, his body was thin and thin under the night clothes, almost like a bamboo pole, but once he took off his clothes, his body immediately expanded and became tall and strong, in sharp contrast to his previous body.

He also showed a furry, ape like face.

This is an orc, the largest group in the alien alliance.

The animal population chanted words and sang an alien ballad.

His beast like claws then lit up a two-sided secret arts array. The pattern arrangement and style on it were very different from the structure on the imperial side. It was more like dots and blocks to form the array than the linear structure on the imperial side.

The extraordinary system of the alien race is obviously different from that of the human side, which is also the capital he can escape from rolle.

The orc raised his claws and rubbed them on his face. Like magic, his face became a normal imperial appearance, and his huge claws became a normal hand.

After changing their appearance, the orcs put on a common work clothes in the factory, then pushed out a bicycle from the bottom of the alley and rode all the way to the rich area in the east of the city.

Along the way, he behaved completely like an ordinary imperial man, greeting passers-by who didn't know him with a friendly smile towards an authentic imperial language.

Obviously, he has been lurking in the Empire for a long time and has a complete set of legal identity certificates. However, he has been active in other cities until the drastic change of the imperial capital. He was sent online from other cities to investigate the situation.

Such a spy is the most difficult to deal with. Last night was his biggest flaw. Unfortunately, they failed to catch him.

The orc spy rode a bicycle and walked majestically through the streets of the Empire. When passing a food and daily necessities distribution point, he got off the bus and lined up honestly to receive some flour and vegetables for assistance.

Then he took the goods and rode to the door of a beautiful villa in the east of the city, knocked at the door at a specific rhythm, and then said to the maid who answered the door:

"Please tell madam that today's emergency supplies have arrived."

The maid glanced at him, carefully looked around, made sure that no one was watching, and then stepped aside half of her body and let him into the door.

The spy came to the second floor of the villa and saw a beautiful lady in a magnificently decorated living room.

She has long sky blue hair and gorgeous golden eyes. Her appearance is impeccable, and she is very young. She also has a quiet and elegant aristocratic temperament.

But the most conspicuous thing was the sharp, long ears, which added a touch of mystery to her body.

This is an elf, an elf living in the human world.

Although elves are also part of the alien alliance, their attitude towards human beings is slightly milder and less extreme than that of other alliance groups.

In fact, if a leader of their ethnic group had not stood in the wrong line in history, they would not have been expelled from the mainland like other aliens. Mankind is still willing to give this beautiful and elegant ethnic group a small living space. Anyway, their population is small and can't occupy much land.

Later, the elves kept some contact with the human world and had limited exchanges.

Like the fairy lady in front of her, she was captured by a rich merchant of mankind in trade, married to the Empire and gave birth to a daughter.

It was once in the newspaper and caused a sensation all over the country. Instead of stopping it, the imperialists regarded it as a perfect model of pursuing love and free love.

Since then, there have been other news of human intermarriage with other races.

However, this happened decades ago. Now the rich businessman probably died young because he couldn't afford his beautiful wife, leaving a huge family property and legacy, so that the widow can continue to enjoy a rich aristocratic life.

"Madam, there are some emergencies."

The orc spy bowed his head and said in an alien language. He didn't dare to look at the beautiful fairy lady more.

The lady did not look up. She still looked at the newspaper in her hand and gently sipped the black tea in her hand with an elegant and dignified attitude.

"Last night I went hunting with my pet, and then I met a strange thing..."

The spy gave a concise description of the previous situation.

The lady listened silently, her face did not change at all, but after hearing the news of the bloody tear traitor, she suddenly turned a little white with her slender jade hand holding the newspaper.

It betrayed her inner shock.

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