Sell Evil

When the paper man flew over the dock, he saw a figure suddenly appearing in the night, from far to near, stepping on the roof of the building, jumping ups and downs, coming slowly from the south. Of course, this skill is not mortal, but the origin of this person is difficult to discern. The paper knight couldn't help but stop and be on guard to prevent the enemy from suffering.

After all, time is still night, and despite the glow of the white cross on the sea, the man is dressed in black and moves quickly. At a distance of less than 100 meters, the paper knight is still difficult to distinguish between enemies and friends.

The man suddenly stopped at this moment, standing at a high point in the distance and looking away from the paper knight. Bacheng was guessing the paper knight's identity.

Both of them are strong masters, and their ideas are basically the same. At this moment, this distance is almost their own safety range. Both offense and defense can be combated. If you want to go in again, you will die.

Of course, this confrontation is the case where both sides assume that the other's ability level is less than or equal to their own. If the opponent standing opposite is a fierce master, the distance is not significant.

I was still the first paper man to say: "Listen, friend, I'm the police. If you're an associate of the group at sea, I'm sorry, I can't let you pass."

Bianlulu heard a sigh of relief, and said: It turned out to be only a policeman, but the ability to fly is rare, but staying in a small place like Venice ... he is at most a level role. Thinking of this, he smiled and replied: "Oh, it's your own person, sorry, you didn't wear a uniform, I didn't recognize it." There was a little pride and disdain in his tone.

Both of them moved a little, and the distance between them was slightly shortened, but the two sides were still not completely relaxed. Who knew if the other was cheating.

It wasn't until the paper man could see that Faro's black clothing was indeed HL's uniform. He was basically lifted from the alert and asked, "Are you Jim? I haven't seen you before."

"Jim? Do you mean Colonel Malone?" Faro looked suspiciously at the man in front of him: "It seems that you police are very familiar with the local HL."

"It's okay." Zhixia said: "So you are not a local HL member?"

Faro didn't want to waste too much time with a policeman, so he switched the subject: "Well, according to my rank, there is no reason to disclose any information inside HL to you. I think you seem to be a capable person. You just Stay here to help me prevent unconscious civilians or drunks from approaching, so as to avoid accidental injuries for a while, but also for your own safety. "He said, then turned and swept away like a blast like a storm, After a few seconds, I ran away on the water.

Although the paper man is somewhat annoyed about the other party ’s attitude, but looking at the other party ’s tone of speech, he must be regarded as a master in HL, and he ca n’t do it just by the steps in front of him.

"Well, I'll just stand a little bit and watch. If I don't need a shot, that's the best." When the paper knight saw someone volunteering to take the lead, he could do his support work as he wished. The combat power of the Inspector-General of the Holy City was only read in some data reports a few years ago. Today, I will return to the audience to see if the real person has three heads and six arms.

Then he sat on a paper flying carpet and ran towards Faro, chasing up hurriedly.

Speaking of three heads and six arms, at this moment there is really a thug with six heads and thugs in the city. Of course, the three heads and six arms are just a metaphor, and it is really a bit aggrieved to use it on the blood. In the 1950s, the reputation of such a person should basically be: eight hands, horns, cannibalism, etc.

"Old man, do you have arms?" Blood owl was sitting on a gondola canoe, staring at the boatman with impatient eyes.

The boater's hair is gray, wearing a mustache that can't be faked any more, and an Italian Sichuan sound: "Hehe, young man, this is a sightseeing boat. The speed can't be compared with those electric gadgets."

"The broken legged pirate also rowed faster than you with his wooden pedals."

"NO, NO, NO ... Young people, you know, in the rivers and canals of this city, you have to be slow to have a mood." The boater also pointed to the sky: "Enjoy the moonlight of the Mediterranean Sea."

Xu Xueying whispered to himself, "Why didn't I kill him ... I wanted to kill him when I saw his face ten minutes ago."

He sighed deeply and looked at the boatman: "Old man, oh no, man, I repeat what I told you ten minutes ago, that is when I gave you the money, I think you have an impression." He suddenly shouted; "Use his mother! The fastest! Speed! Send me to that damn! Where there is white light !!!"

"Oh! Young man, I'm not as young as you say ..." The accent of the boatman somehow became a French Uyghur accent.

Xue Yue said: "If I hadn't left for a day and wanted to take a break ..." He shook his fist and then forcibly put down: "Listen, man, I know you're afraid there will be danger, so you're procrastinating I want to wait for my patience to go ashore and earn a little extra money. But let me analyze the situation with you. "Speaking here, he paused, using his left hand to blunt a piece of wood on the boat, before the boatman shouted. With a loud voice, he pushed through his left arm and threw out the piece of wood with a shake of his hand. The wood broke like a missile and broke a small bridge over the river more than ten meters away.

The boatman was stunned, standing completely slumped on the side of the ship like a dislocated chin, and then Xueyan said, "If you don't reach the pier in ten minutes, you will be transformed into something-paddle. If you plan to jump The boat ran away, believe me, you will still become an oar immediately. If you yell, or continue to use tourist's fake beard and local accent to say half a word, oar!

And when I'm talking about paddles, I mean something that is stiff, can't breathe, and doesn't have any biological characteristics. I'll grab his middle section and use about 300 kilograms of arm strength to speed it at the stern. Turning into a shaft, that speed is definitely faster than electric gadgets! "When he said the last sentence, he was yelling.

The boat house exclaimed: still propeller! Is this product human? It's dying ... Finished ... I often drift on the river, where I haven't been exploited. I lied to tourists for so many years.

Although he was afraid, he suddenly got up on his hands. The speed of the boat was almost from the dragon boat team. Therefore, everyone was forced out. If the knife holder was around the neck, he could not cry. How many mothers are there? This is called the will to survive.

Uh ...

Just when the blood 无 and the unscrupulous boater were sightseeing on the canal, on the sea, Faro had met more than a dozen people with steel commandments.

Faro kept coming straight from the south. He arrived a moment later, and jumped up on the ice floe, but the other party did not immediately launch a surprise attack on him. It was completely innocent, as if this unexpected visitor was not enough. Let them act.

Faro glanced over each knight's face and glanced at the thin, black-faced man, and finally stopped at Botellini's face: "The face I've only seen on a warrant before, today is finally To meet each other. "

Botellini stared at the other side with scornful eyes. Obviously, the military uniform had explained the identity of the person who came. He snorted: "Sure enough, HL's running dog was the first to arrive, so ... Twenty hours ago, kill Are you the dead priests? "

"As an anti-thief, you have a lot of tone." Faro did not deny the priest, and of course he did not admit it. He did not know what the other party was referring to. Maybe being silent for more information, so he Just replied: "Remember, Botellini, you will soon die in the hands of my Ger Faro."

Boterini said: "Oh? Is Faro, one of the 'Ape, Bird, Python', good? Seeing my cross dared to go to the meeting with one shot really is not a casual person, even if the killer didn't come tonight, put You killed it, I didn't even run it for nothing. "

Pfeilu was so proud and proud that he would not fail: "Hmm ... I don't know how to live or die ..."

Twenty-two people have already started to kill, and the death fight is imminent.

But the black-faced man came to Botellini at this time and said, "Sir, remember the prophecy and exhortation given by the pastor and grown-up, you must wait for the killer to appear before using the Holy Cross."

Botellini replied coldly: "I will consider it myself."

In fact, he has long been dissatisfied with the pastor in his heart. UU reads www. uukanshu.com is not only because the other party has never been in the war and has a high position second only to the head of the group. It also annoys him that the accuracy of those predictions is indeed beyond doubt. Not the end of a dead place.

This time when Botellini led the ten combat knights with him away from the holy city, the priest gave him three instructions: first, when the killer appeared in front of you, you would know it was him; second, the killer The holy cross can only be used after showing up; third, regardless of the outcome of the operation, it will be withdrawn immediately after the end, and you can no longer set foot in Venice for two months.

三 These three are very strange to the self-respecting Botellini. Is it possible that the person who killed more than a hundred priests would need to use the Holy Cross to destroy them?

"Sir, someone is here again," one of the knights in the front row said.

I saw a white paper flying carpet floating in the sky. It was n’t India ’s third, but a European man wearing a trench coat and a peaked cap. The paper man was indeed a bit of a fancier, whether it was himself People or enemies all looked down at him and didn't take him as a great role.

Botellini said: "Go get rid of him, then go to the shore, don't let 喽 啰 come over again." He continued to stare at Faro: "I've come to pick up this python's skin."

The paper knight didn't have time to fight back against this positioning, because the ten knights killed him without a word of nonsense.

Even if the load is not light, these knights can still easily jump high from the ice surface, or long swords or short spears, the blades of their arms are shining from their waists, and ten people are in a semicircular shape in the air. The trend surrounds Paper Man, all of them are stabbing shots, seeing that it is inevitable.