MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 80 sack

Looking at the man who rushed over, Alvin smiled and said:

"Be careful of slipping."

The picture fell even further, and the man slipped on his feet and almost fell down, when he saw the water spilled from the cup he threw a moment ago.

The man's face was ferocious. This distance only required one move, which was enough for him to kill the opponent several times. He has never been so aggrieved since he became an Beyonder.

"You don't have a chance." Alvin pointed to the other side's back and reminded him.

The man suddenly realized what he was about to do, and felt that his eyelids were heavy, as if he saw endless peach blossoms, and then fell to the ground with a "thump".

Looking at the man lying on the ground in front of him, Alvin did not step forward, but pulled out his revolver, aimed it at the opponent's head, and slowly pulled the hammer.

"Crack!" The sound of an empty gun came out.

Seeing that the people on the ground were motionless, Alvin stepped forward, kicked away the dagger in the opponent's hand, and searched again to make sure that the opponent had no weapons.

Make sure that the other party won't wake up, and then take out the pen and ink to make up two songs.

I stood at the window and glanced down. In just a few minutes, all the people who could run in the open space were almost able to run. Those who were left behind were trampled and injured and could not walk. The distant police whistle was slowly approaching. .

The workers of the trade union were also asked by the police to return to the building one after another. If there is no accident, the place will soon be surrounded by the police. It is not suitable for them to stay here and leave here for interrogation.

He quickly turned around and walked over to the man lying on the ground. He took out a canvas bag and put the other party directly in it, cleaning up the traces of his past.

I put the canvas bag on my shoulder and tried it out. With my current physical fitness, I have no pressure on this weight. I opened the door, walked through the corridor and returned to the balcony when I came up. I grabbed the water pipe with one hand and quickly He slid down, stood firm, and shook his fiery hand.

He looked around, found no one, and left quickly.

Alvin, who was carrying the sack, did not return to the street, but ran towards the depths of the dock. With the help of Spirit Vision, he avoided the crowd all the way. He found a small warehouse in the outer area, carried the bag to the door, and used the He squeezed the rusty lock with his hand and twisted his wrist vigorously.

The iron ring connected to the lock was directly twisted and broken by Alvin.

He pressed his palm against the wooden door, his arm was forceful, and a harsh 'squeak' sounded, and the heavy warehouse door was opened to a passage, and Alvin went in directly with a bag on his back.

There was another sound of the wooden door rubbing, and the warehouse door closed again.

The environment inside is relatively dark, like food is stored, but the mild musty smell in the air indicates that it has not been opened for a long time.

With a shake of his shoulders, he threw the bag directly to the ground. After such a fall, the people in the bag seemed to move. Alvin opened the bag and poured the people out.

Just walking to the front, he crouched down to check the situation. The man lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and punched him. Alvin snorted coldly, turned his head slightly to avoid the fist, and waved his left hand directly with his forearm. It made a smashing sound and smashed the man's nose horizontally.

The man covered his face with his other hand and his arm.

"Bang"

The two men touched their arms, and the man sitting on the ground was smashed and dragged back three or four steps.

"Stupid! Brother is a Berserker, Gandalf."

Alvin stood up quickly, he didn't have the habit of giving the enemy a chance, he took out his revolver, pulled the hammer, and quickly walked to the man and pressed the muzzle against his forehead.

The man was originally smashed by Alvin, and his left forearm hurt. He suspected that if he were not a Beyonder, his arm might have been broken.

As soon as the sliding body stabilized, he heard the familiar sound of the wheel and the hammer pulling, and suddenly froze his body, not daring to move, and then felt his forehead cold.

"It's better to raise your hands and let me see him, otherwise I won't guarantee anything will happen."

Alvin lowered his voice and said hoarsely.

Who are you and why do you deal with me? , I don't know you, you must be mistaken. "

Looking at the most revolver pistol on his head, the man swallowed and slowly raised his hands.

The man in front of him was wearing a cheap blue worker's clothing, with messy black hair, wearing an Intis peaked cap that had recently become popular at the bottom of Ruen. Unrecognizable, but from the white wrist of the other party, it can be judged that the other party is very young.

"You don't need to know me, tell me what path you are, the sequence number, don't try to deceive me, or I don't mind taking some drastic measures."

Alvin lowered his voice and said coldly.

The man hesitated for two seconds and said, "Assassin Sequence, Sequence Eight: 'Instigator'."

"Another dead eunuch."

"Oh! Gnosis?" Alvin asked deliberately, wanting to see if the other party had any connection with the Witch Sect.

"..." The man suddenly fell silent, and cold sweat began to seep on his forehead. He originally planned to pretend to cooperate with the other party first, using his own abilities to influence the other party and then find an opportunity to escape.

"Hmph, write down your sequence potion formula,"

With his left hand, he undid the scroll around his waist, threw out the ink, and signaled to the other party.

The man looked at the paper and bamboo tube on the ground, licked his dry lips, and said:

"Write it down, can you let me go?"

"As long as you cooperate, maybe you can." For Yumi's potion formula, Alvin decided not to force it so hard.

The man lay down on the ground slowly, opened the scroll, unplugged the bamboo tube, dipped a little with his little finger, and started writing on the scroll.

About two or three minutes later, the man stuffed the bamboo tube, got up and handed over the scroll.

Alvin took the scroll, didn't watch it directly, just put it away, intending to verify it later.

"Very good, let's move on to another question~www.novelbuddy.com~ What will you be responsible for in Gnosis?" Alvin said with a low smile.

"I just joined the Spiritual Awareness Society, and I was promoted to Sequence Eight recently. The level is too low, and I don't know much. The other party took the initiative to contact me."

The man pursed his lips when he saw that Alvin put away the formula but didn't let him go.

"Who asked you to hire workers for that warehouse." Alvin asked the most crucial sentence.

"Are you here to investigate that warehouse? I..." The man reacted immediately and asked, just as he was about to say something else, he felt the force coming from the revolver in his forehead, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, and quickly continued:

"Reus,... Reus Riedel, that's his name, a blond hunchback with gold-rimmed glasses, looking very gentle, was the first task that Gnosticism gave me , said that his image is not very good to appear in front of people, so I hired people on behalf of the Dockers Association, and by the way incited these workers and made them mess up for the salary, so they provided me with acting methods, and also told me this When the matter is over, you will provide me with the potion of Sequence 7."

"As expected of an instigator, he is so eloquent, he doesn't breathe for such a long sentence."

"Sure enough, it is the style of the Witch Sect. It spreads disasters, and it is more to cause distortions in the heart after becoming a woman, madly revenge others, and let others experience the pain of becoming a woman."

"That blond man, when was the last time you met." Alvin felt as if he had caught the key person, and asked in a low voice.

"We met once. Three nights ago, I was notified of today's hiring change by letter."

The man felt the increasing force on his forehead, dared not lie, and answered.

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