Somewhere.

Patton Cat was in a secluded position, holding a telescope and watching not far away, and about five hundred meters away, he saw several Orientals departing with his own eyes.

Ryuuji was beside him, and after this period of life and death experience, he really realized what war is, compared to the previous death training, with Patton is undoubtedly a greater improvement.

"Boss, the situation is not good, according to the monitoring, these grandsons have promised those mysteries, they will attack the club with all their might, and even try to eat other strengths." A brother's voice came over the communicator.

"Shet!" Barton yelled.

This time, he captured the movements of the underground world and also involved the club, so he contacted Shen Fei for the first time.

Although he is not from the club, he understands the temper of this group of guys, and will not believe that the club would do such a stupid thing, and there must be something else hidden in the changes in the underground world.

Originally, he wanted to further investigate through his own connections to reduce the hedging of some known mercenary organizations and clubs, but now that he looks, someone is faster than him.

The Orientals I saw just now are undoubtedly the black hands of this shock, but there will always be people who ignore more important issues because of greed, and take risks under the lure of interests.

"Pull back."

"Understood."

Barton pinched his chin and looked sideways at Ryuuji, "Ryu, I'd like to hear your thoughts. ”

Hearing this, Ryuuji's expression was serious, "Now that we find these people again, it is unlikely that we will listen to our persuasion, if we eat them, it is not a wise choice, we are not fully prepared, I have an idea." ”

"Huh?"

"If you want to play, play a big one." The dragon's eyes lit up.

This made Barton stunned, and then smiled meaningfully, "Dragon, I suddenly found that you guys are a little interesting, it would be better if you smiled more." ”

Ryuuji grinned.

"Forget it, you'd better leave it as it is." Barton will stop, his eyes glazed over.

In fact, Ryuuji's thoughts are also his thoughts, as a friend, this favor must be helped, the key is to see how to help.

The underworld is disrupted by a group of mysterious people, and the spearhead is pointed at the club.

Some people will think, some people will still be angry, from the monitoring of their brothers, these people not only attacked the major organizations, but also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

Although the underground world is complicated, if you really talk about it, the circle is so big, the mercenary organization and the killer organization all maintain a certain balance, and once the balance is lost, it will bring chaos.

As the saying goes, heroes come out of troubled times, no matter who doubts and those who really try to seek revenge from the club, they are afraid that they will not be willing to be lonely.

In this way, when the battle begins, if there is a chance to destroy other competitors, the surviving forces have the opportunity to plunder the resources of others, which seems to be a loss, but in the long run, it has a greater benefit.

That's why these people will appear, and there are also forces that have successfully fallen into the trap.

Ryuuji is right, at this time, reappearing to find the other party, the effect is not great, and it may lead to danger, eat the other party, and you can't do it with tonight's preparations.

Then simply settle for the next best thing, hide in the shadows, and play a big game.

"Let's go."

……

After day, it was dark again, and all forces had already flocked to the area where the club was located, allowing the storm to gradually take shape.

"Dark night is always the most beautiful time."

Tonight's Seristina was dressed conservatively, without the usual sultry leather clothes and leather pants, wrapped in an overcoat, and in front of her was a church.

After dark, the church is quiet, and there is a faint smell of many masters around.

Walking all the way into the church, the eyes hidden in the dark kept staring.

Staring at Jesus on the cross, Serestina folded her hands and closed her eyes.

"Does Miss believe in God?"

The sudden voice made Serestina open her eyes, looked at the old bishop, sighed slowly, and shook her head gently, "I don't know, maybe there are really gods, maybe gods are just a belief at all." ”

"It's better to have faith than nothing, whether he exists or not, at least we have a sustenance in our hearts." There was a hint of helplessness in the old bishop's tone.

Serestina raised her head again and looked up at the cross, "Sustenance is useless a lot of times, if it is useful, there will be no life and death, what does the old gentleman think?" ”

The old bishop stopped talking, and then a middle-aged man walked in the door, wearing a jacket and a baseball cap.

"Is the Bishop still doing the diffuse so late?" The man in the jacket smiled.

Seeing the other party approaching, the old bishop's pupils shrank, and he reinstated his peace of mind, "I just want to pray for myself." ”

"Will prayer be useful?" The man in the jacket asked again.

The old bishop shook his head, "I don't know, maybe it's useful, maybe it's useless, you're here, it seems useless." ”

After all, they have come to this point, and their old subordinates will be completely washed by the Western Emperor.

"Miss, you get out of here first." The old bishop said.

However, Serestina did not move and strolled to the bottom of the cross, "I just want him to know the sins of my life and hope to be forgiven." ”

"Miss......"

Before the old bishop could continue, there was already a fight outside, and the man in the jacket took off his hat and looked at the old bishop, "Do you think God will forgive people like us?" ”

"No, it won't."

"Hahaha, I'll help him bring you forgiveness." After speaking, the man in the jacket moved.

The old bishop also jumped down, he was very cold, but he didn't want to die, no matter how old he was, he would have nostalgia for this world, the so-called faith, it depended on when.

Sincerity to God is an irony for people like them, because they carry more sins than ordinary people, and how can they be qualified to cleanse the souls of others.

The movement outside was getting louder and louder, and a strong smell of blood wafted in, and the fight between the old Zhu family and the man in the jacket reached a white-hot stage at the beginning.

It's not a fight, it's a fight.

One came to kill someone, and the other just wanted to live.

Rumble!

The old bishop flew upside down, knocked over the table on the stage, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You're all old and out of touch with the world, but ...... Take Huaxia's words, if you want to rely on the old and sell the old, why bother? The man in the jacket approached, and outside the door, several men in black covered in blood also entered.

Seeing someone enter the door, the old bishop knew that the general trend had gone, the loyal people around him had died, and the people who did not die had probably surrendered to the Western Emperor.

He thought about many ways to die, but he never thought that in the end, it was not in the hands of others, but in the hands of the Western Emperor who followed.

"He's too radical to go far." The old sect leader slowly stood up.

The man in the jacket shrugged, "I'm sorry, you're going to die before him." ”

"Maybe not." A figure suddenly appeared outside the door, slashing those people and killing them with one blow. ()

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