Plural Apostles

He has posted hundreds of similar tweets in the past ten years.

Using time accumulation, money publicity and a keen sense of Internet development, Siegfried turned himself into perhaps the most special policeman in this country.

Soon there was a series of replies below. Siegfried glanced casually, and as expected, he saw many comments, which can be roughly divided into three types. One category is people who applaud and express their strong support for him. One kind is with a little criticism, thinking that it hurt the feelings of the offender's parents, took advantage of family affection, and the behavior is questionable. The last category is purely curious about the case and the passers-by of him, a "star policeman". Some of them participated in the quarrels of the first two waves, and gradually became the first or second category, and the rest of them were only a minority.

This is an invisible trend, and it is also my firm and powerful guarantee, and it has also brought me an alliance...

"I have always hated subjective assumptions, emotional tendencies, and fan behaviors that are wrong to people, but I rely on these people the most." Siegfried in his pajamas drank coffee, with a casual and natural smile on his face, " Fortunately, I only need the momentum of their gathering, and I usually don’t make other comments except tweeting... If I guide it consciously or unconsciously, these people are probably potential criminals, but everyone is moral. The criminals are no worse than these people."

However, I must be correct and not make mistakes, otherwise the person who has been staring at me will crush me to pieces.

On Siegfried's smiling face, his eyes looking at the laptop screen narrowed slightly, and there was a sneaky figure...!

He raised his hand and slammed the half-filled cup of coffee towards the study room to open the window. Almost at the same time, voices rang out in the room.

"He actually said that his diehard fans are potential criminals... Wow!"

The figure with both feet on the window sill of the study room on the second floor hadn't finished speaking in a teasing tone, and then let out a panicked cry. The man raised his hand, and grabbed the coffee cup in his hand in the blink of an eye, meditating in his heart It was so dangerous, so dangerous, and the speed of grabbing a flying coffee cup, this weak body can still react.

What to do if you are discovered first, ah!When I was sneaking, all kinds of things always happened for Mao, what to do, what to do, what to do...

While flashing thoughts, the man brought the coffee cup to his lips with a hand wrapped in black silk gloves and took a sip. Half of the bird-shaped mask covered the upper half of his face, only revealing a With a small part of her face, she was wearing a purple-black dress that looked like a European court banquet dress. She continued the previous words with an elegant mystery. She sipped her coffee lips and said the next words slowly, matching her body Actions.

"Mr. Police, you are too ruthless...Ah!"

Please pay attention to your movements carefully when wearing a dress, so as not to fall—the pistol has been quickly grabbed out of the drawer, opened the safety, and aimed at the mysterious visitor on the window. A subconscious sentence flashed in Siegfried’s mind With a habitual smile on the corner of his mouth, he watched the mysterious visitor move a foot on the window sill and tore his dress skirt, and then fell from the window sill into the house with a slipping posture.

A killer sent by his enemy?Do you think you are an eyesore and sent to eradicate your enemies?A fearsome opponent who silently climbed onto the ledge and bypassed the siren he set?

Siegfried had to admit that he made a mistake—or that he subconsciously underestimated the opponent.

call!The eyes are not yet sure that the mysterious visitor fell on the floor, the coffee cup he threw suddenly magnified in his eyes, Siegfried's nerves jumped, and he suddenly half-knelt on the floor in a low voice, the coffee cup hit the wall and shattered behind him the sound of.

A lot of strength.

While making such a judgment in his heart, Siegfried re-locked his eyes on the other party, and the pistol held by Norm was also trying to re-aiming at the mysterious visitor.

He could hardly believe his eyes. After the short moment of vision loss just now, the other party propped the floor with one hand and suddenly turned over and half-kneeled on the ground, raised his head towards him, and there was a mysterious arc at the corner of his mouth—excluded How many effective actions did the opponent make in such a short period of time?

Siegfried tensed his nerves. Just as he was about to aim at the opponent and ordered him to surrender, the mysterious visitor didn't stop at all, and she rushed towards him!The speed is extremely fast and the momentum is fierce. The study rooms are not too big, and the distance between each other is no more than eight meters!

The visitor is not good!Too late to speak!shot!Target non-vital body parts!Make the other party incapacitated!

Siegfried slightly moved the pistol away from where it was aiming, and then suddenly pulled the trigger.

boom--!A gunshot cut the silence.

A man cannot dodge a bullet--but a man can dodge a man.

Before the trigger was pulled, the mysterious visitor rushed to the side and rolled on the spot, the bullets belatedly passed the original target, and nailed into the floor with an imperceptible collision sound.

Her movements are so nimble and swift that it's incredible, as smooth as if she had perfectly planned how to move!

Bullets missed? !

Siegfried didn't have time to be surprised, panicked, or to think about other things. The moment he re-locked on the target, his eyes had caught the opponent's movement, and the man rolled to the wall of the study on the spot, his feet without hesitation He kicked the wall violently, propped up his body with his strength and palms, and the nimble and fast ghost-like figure approached him, and then swept his foot.

boom--!The pistol flew out, and Siegfried could only choose to fight in close combat.

A punch was caught, and it seemed that in the woman's body, there was hidden strength stronger than that of an adult male who had been exercising regularly.

Ten seconds later, Siegfried cut his back with both hands and was pressed to the ground. The mysterious visitor knelt on Siegfried's back to suppress the opponent's resistance, and his heart was full of bewilderment.

Fuck... Didn't I come here to send information and get to know each other? !

Chapter 770 Three Strange Thieves

Terrible skill!A planning ability that is so meticulous that it seems to predict one's own actions!And the ability to circumvent all the sirens you have set up around your villa!

Siegfried tried to struggle for a while, and then his hands were locked tightly, and the opponent's knees pressed against his back. In terms of human body structure, otherwise, it would be impossible to make effective resistance.

"Who are you?!" Siegfried relaxed his tense and rebellious body, tilted his head slightly, and saw the appearance of the mysterious visitor who had captured him, the gorgeous and mysterious dress, who could wear such a suit to make the appearance of the person just now. This kind of movement is simply unbelievable, a bird-shaped mask covering most of the face, white hair tied into a long scorpion tail whip - what kind of weirdness is this?Wearing a mask on your face can hide your identity?

Probably not something used to conceal one's identity at all... After all, this kind of disguise, the next time I see the other party, I will definitely be able to see through it instantly.

who I am?According to the plan, I should be a mysterious friend who provided information in friendship, but what should I say now? !

"Who am I? Mister who walks on the edge of darkness and light, I am just a passerby walking between darkness and light. If the hub defines wrong as right, then I am the one who corrects it..."

What the hell are you talking about? !

Siegfried: "???"

A mentally disturbed criminal caught in a fantasy state?

Anyway, let go of Siegfried first, otherwise this situation is not easy to talk about...

"Today is just a small misunderstanding, but the coffee tastes pretty good. I hope you can prepare more delicate refreshments when we meet next time..."

Siegfried felt the pressure on himself loosen, he scrambled to get up from the ground, but let go of his mysterious visitor, like a butterfly flapping its wings at night, in a few erratic trajectories, He jumped to the edge of the window very quickly, and squatted on it as if he was found.

Siegfried went straight to grab the pistol that had been kicked aside.

Fuck, can you stop for a while? !I can't bear the bullet now! !

The mysterious visitor who was squatting firmly on the window sill swung it violently.

puff!puff!The palm of Siegfried's hand that was about to touch the pistol shrank subconsciously. In fact, this was a belated action—the two handles were only twelve centimeters long, two fingers wide, thin and fine, and the two blades flowed with cold light. Small swords as straight as ancient swords were nailed to the floor, and one of the small swords just passed through the trigger, nailing the pistol to the floor.