The Secret Lover Strikes [Rebirth]

The defense level on the satellite is very high, even in the living area, the buildings in it are still very strong.

But even so, the wall was still knocked down, and Groat was buried in it.

After a long while, Roy watched Grote coldly, coughing twice while covering his chest, and got up with a weird smile.

"Who are you?" Roy asked.

Grote wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and instead of answering, he just said to himself: "I thought I was lucky to complete the task so easily. It seems that it still takes a lot of effort."

He said, raising his hand towards the darkness.In an instant, more than a dozen people came out of the darkness.

Roy was taken aback. He stood here and talked to Grote for a long time, but he didn't realize that there were other people hiding nearby.It seems that Grote really came prepared.Taking a closer look, those people stood in twos, and after careful identification, Roy's eyes widened.

With a ferocious face and a strange figure, there are several mutant sentries among them.

These people were no different from the mutated sentinels that appeared in Khorsikan. No, carefully distinguishing them, those mutated sentries were followed by relatively short people, Roy's heart skipped a beat.

The light at night was too dim, and he couldn't distinguish the expressions of those people who followed the mutant sentinel, but he could be sure that these people had something to do with the star thief, and their target tonight was himself.

On the night of the talks between the empire and the alliance, the star thief was able to infiltrate the satellite without making a sound.Roy's heart sank, and he could only prepare for the battle expressionlessly. Looking at the leader Grote, he said slowly:

"I'll ask again, who are you?"

There was no confusion or surprise in Roy's eyes, and Grote seemed to approve: "Mr. Roy is really not an ordinary person, which really impressed me." His smile deepened, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is, It is an established fact that Mr. Roy will leave this satellite with us tonight." Looking at Roy's obvious defensive posture, he said very relaxedly, "I heard that you are very capable, but I advise you best not to overdo it." Confidence, so as not to be too seriously injured, it will not be easy for me to go back."

When he spoke, the dozen or so sentries and guides had slowly surrounded Roy.

But Roy didn't change his color at all. He looked at Grote carefully, and waited until the other party's tail-wagging to show off, and then calmly asked persistently and confidently: "A few months ago, on the Antia ship Come on, what did you do to Robert?"

The expected arrogant words of a young man did not appear, but such a question that made Grote puzzled made him stunned for a moment.

After a while, he chuckled and looked at Roy with interest.

"Oh—you said Antia," he seemed to be recalling, "yes, I did perform a mission on Antia. Speaking of which, I have an extra little surprise."

As if he was sure that Roy was in his pocket tonight and couldn't escape, Grote simply started talking, and he walked slowly towards Roy while talking, "The accident on Antia was caused by me alone. , the original plan was that after the destruction of the communication equipment, Antia would be besieged and cease to exist, but the operation failed. In order not to arouse suspicion, I went back to the rest cabin and reported the situation, but unexpectedly the call was blocked. people heard."

"The guy who was living in the same cabin as me."

Roy's face changed drastically. Seeing that Grote stopped, he tilted his head and asked happily:

"Really? His name is Robert? What a pity, he is still so young." He sighed, shaking his head as if regretting, "If he hadn't heard something he shouldn't have heard, he might still be able to get along with him." You continue to be friends."

Originally, Roy was just guessing, thinking of deceiving him, but he didn't expect the truth to be in front of him like this, and the culprit who made Robert sleep forever in the Totney starfall area was standing in front of him at this moment.

Roy felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, his pupils stood up instantly, and the inexhaustible spiritual tentacles were no longer hidden, and they shot towards Grote like a thousand arrows.

Grote, who originally planned to catch Roy by surprise, turned pale with fright. As a spy hidden in the empire, he has always been proud of his calm and calm handling ability, which is also the key to his ability to complete many tasks, but he has never been so like today Gaffe.

Yes, he was shocked by such a huge mental ability.It was almost when the mental tentacles approached him that he instinctively avoided it. The mutated sentries around him showed fierce looks and attacked Roy.

Roy, who was full of anger, could no longer care about the danger he was in at this moment, and he didn't care about carefully calculating how long it would take for the people of the alliance to find him based on the location and find him.He understands the truth, as a guide being besieged by these mutant sentinels, even he is at a disadvantage.

But at the moment, the thought of revenge for the radish occupied his mind.

Countless mental tentacles stretched out in different directions, dealing with the sentries who surrounded him. Behind those mutated sentries not far away, the motionless short guides seemed to be extremely afraid of Roy, and refused to step forward, hesitating He didn't make a move.

Grote stood on the outskirts of the encirclement, and as a spy he quickly tried to calm himself down.

Looking at Roy with his hands behind his back, the spiritual tentacles around Roy almost formed a protective shield, firmly surrounding Roy in the center, and Grote sighed: "No wonder Mr. Andrew took such pains to expose my identity to get rid of him." Got it, who wouldn't want a young guide with such abilities?"

Sighing, Grote shook his head. He took out a pistol from his pocket. The front end of the pistol was loaded with a piece of glass ampoule, and the transparent blue liquid swayed with his movements.Grote opened the bolt, and the liquid poured into the barrel of the gun.

Grote lowered his hands and never took his eyes off Roy.He was calculating the time in his mind, it would be extremely dangerous to spend one more second on this heavily guarded satellite that gathered all the eyes of the entire interstellar, and a quick solution was the most important thing.

Therefore, it is the best policy to capture the target quickly and effortlessly, and the manpower brought is just another kind of security guarantee.

Thinking of this, Grote raised his hand without hesitation and shot Roy in the chest who was fighting with his side.The medicine is compressed quickly and hard through the gun barrel, and it will have an effect immediately after piercing the skin. Grote has a plan in mind.

Even the most powerful guide can only submit.

Compared with the dull and brute-force sentries on Khorsikan, the mutated sentries that appeared in front of them at this moment seemed to have been trained and upgraded to a new level. These sentries were flexible in attack and quick in action, which made Roy most excited. Surprisingly, they are somewhat immune to their wizard attacks.

At first, he thought it was because of taking Elantra's potion that his mental attack ability had degenerated, until after many times of trial and error, he gradually understood.

These sentries have been further strengthened compared with the group of Khorsikan.In a short period of time, their abilities generally improved greatly as if they had improved a level.

Surrounded at such close quarters, the mental picture of him being the target of these men wanting to surprise the Sentinels was unlikely.

At this moment, the wind blew across Roy's cheek. He was thinking about countermeasures when a sudden force hit him in the chest.The inexhaustible spiritual tentacles blooming like flowers were retracted as if touching the tip of a needle.

Roy was pushed back two steps by the impact, and then crouched down clutching his chest...

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Author: I’m so inhumane, I’m stuck here→＿→But, I’m really sleepy (___)(-.-)(～O～)…(-.-)