Chapter 697

Seeing that we were discussing, Warwick felt he had time and began to deal with his injury.

The finger grabbed the bullet in the eye socket and forcibly dragged the bullet down, and the blood gushed out immediately.

It looked scary. Warwick endured the pain and hurriedly didn't know what medicine he got. He poured it into the eye hole. It seemed that it had some effect and stopped the blood temporarily.

The other claw also looked very embarrassed. This guy was a cow. He pulled a cloth strip from his body and strangled his arm first.

For this guy, this body is just like this. It's useless. One eye and one claw are missing. It's estimated that he has to change another body when he goes back.

At this time, we had a simple discussion.

"Cough... We discussed it." I said, "the transaction is OK, but we have to discuss the transaction figures."

"What's the matter? Isn't it worth exchanging the lives of 4000 people?" Warwick asked subconsciously.

This guy also has some fear in his heart. If the deal is not agreed, he must die here.

I've already died once. If I die again, I'll have one life left.

Their heroes are not without scruples. Ordinary heroes have only three lives. Those who are stronger may live once more.

Too many deaths will end.

"Four thousand people, we naturally want to save them." I said thoughtfully, "but if you only want to use four thousand people and need my two soul marks, is it too much for the lion to open his mouth?"

"I think whether it's Edgar or delavin, there should be more than this price. These two people should belong to the guys with great strength in Knox. You should be very distressed to lose your life."

Warwick frowned and knew that these people were not so easy to trade.

After all, if you drive Edgar and dreven crazy, more than four thousand people will be killed.

Especially after the strength expands, if two people can restore their original strength, even if it is only a part, it will form terrorist damage.

For Knox, the number of experts who came together was not very large, so these two people must not be lost.

Warwick frowned at us. "How much do you want?"

"Twenty thousand!" I directly stretched out a finger: "twenty thousand people, none of them can be less. It seems to me that these two people, each of them, are worth at least ten thousand lives. Of course, for you and for us, these two guys may not even compare with the rats in the smelly ditch."

Poof

Warwick is about to spit blood. Your sister, it's not like this to ask for money. There are only sixteen thousand normal humans in total. Where can I find four thousand?

"It's impossible..." Warwick said immediately, "we don't have so many people. Even if there are 20000 people, we won't do this deal by exchanging two soul marks. You know, those 20000 people are 20000 dead, and their value is not so high."

"Really?" I sneered: "don't think I don't know what you want to do..."

"Do you want to release your original strength and strengthen your body to withstand more strength? These two people are the top experts as long as they can restore 20% of their strength, which is much more important than 10000 dead men!"

My words made Warwick jump in his heart. Although the expression on his face didn't change much, it exploded in his heart.

How did this guy know this? These should be the secrets of Knox. Except for a few of them, even the dead dreven and Edgar don't know.

After all, this is just a decision.

How can this guy know so much information?

It seems that this guy knows everything about his own situation. It's really uncomfortable to feel completely pinched around his neck.

For a moment, I was forced into a dead corner, and Warwick didn't know how to answer.

But this guy is a very cunning guy after all. He just smiled: "I think you think too much. It's very difficult for us to appear freely in this world. It's almost impossible to restore our previous strength."

"Unlikely? With Dr. Mondo, singid, and you, master Warwick, what else is impossible?" I sneered.

Three names in a row.

His own name is just enough, but Mondo and singid, these two people, in addition to studying the dead, did not appear on any battlefield. How did this guy know?

With the deepening of communication, Warwick's fear became stronger and stronger.

Everything on his side seems to be completely mastered by the other party. How does this guy know these intelligence? Can it be said that they sneaked into their territory and mastered these intelligence?

It's impossible. When Swein told himself yesterday, he didn't feel anyone else at all.

Or is it that there is a problem within Knox and someone has betrayed the glory of Knox?

Almost involuntarily, Warwick began to doubt.

The management of Knox is quite strict. It is precisely because of this strictness that the people of Knox have a very suspicious psychology. They will doubt everything they see, even their colleagues and companions.

Although he was thinking about it quickly, Warwick's face didn't change.

"Those things are just thinking, and they can't be done easily," Warwick said, turning his eyes.

"Then I can't control it. Twenty thousand can't be less."

"No way, we don't have so many people." Warwick shook his head immediately, which is really not so many people.

"At least sixteen..." I threw out another number.

fuck!

This number is accurately stuck on that node. At this moment, Warwick's doubt is almost to the limit.

The figure of sixteen thousand is definitely not easy to know.

Now, among the many experts owned by Knox, who colluded with these people?

SAIN drives it away directly. That guy has almost no brain. It's definitely not SAIN.

He must rule it out, and so must svein, because it is not good for svein at all.

Mondo and singid are impossible. Even if they want to take refuge, they have to see whether they are willing to accept these perverts.

So... Who is it?

Is it... The woman around you?

Involuntarily, Warwick's eyes drifted to casiopea.

If it's Cassiopeia, it's not impossible.

Cassiopeia and Katrina are close sisters, which is the so-called deep sisterhood. In this case, it is normal to do anything.

What's more, Cassiopeia and Katrina fought several times. Each time, Katrina survived. Even when they occupied an absolute advantage, they failed to kill Katrina.

Is that really a coincidence?

It's just... Cassiopeia would betray her... It's... Absolutely unimaginable.

Warwick was quite suspicious in his heart, but the crafty guy didn't say anything, just shook his head: "sixteen thousand is not enough, we don't have so many people..."

"Really not so many people? We don't need four thousand old, weak, sick and disabled. Sixteen thousand, I think you can definitely take it out." I said with a sneer.

I'm leading Warwick a little bit into the abyss of doubt.

Paranoia makes them not easy to trust anyone, and makes them not easy to be deceived by others.

But it also makes it easier to separate them.

"Five thousand..."

"Impossible... Sixteen thousand..."

"Six thousand..."

"Fifteen thousand..."

Both sides are constantly testing each other's bottom line.