The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"It's not that serious, don't be nervous."

As if thinking that he was frightened by Sorge, the fat man stood up and walked to Sorge's side, bent down the bucket-shaped waist and put his hand on his shoulder lightly.

"Don't worry, brother, my partner's... family has a little relationship with the Inquisition. He has now encountered a difficult competitor, and he has been tossing it for several years. Now is the critical period of the struggle between the two sides. I want to solve the opponent once and for all, but the opponent's nest is very strong, and I have not succeeded in repeated attacks."

Sorge didn't say anything, just smoked a cigar in small sips.

The fat man immediately followed up upon seeing this.

"As for the price, that's what I'll tell you, as long as you can get it, the three-color gradient pebbles you've been asking for can be doubled over there!"

"Oh?"

Sorge raised his head slightly, and after thinking for a while, he did not agree immediately, but said with a smile:

"Okay, then I'll go back and ask. After all, this thing is really sensitive... I'll reply to my brother within a month, how about it?"

"No problem, I'm waiting for good news from you, brother... By the way, there's been rumors recently, brother, do you know? Someone seems to be trying to harass you?"

Sorge sneered and crushed the remaining cigars.

"There are many people who want to fix me, not less than one or two."

The fat man immediately raised a thumb and exclaimed:

"Okay! The hero is a teenager, and my brother has such courage at a young age. In the future, this big whirlpool brother will definitely be a hegemon. I will take care of my brother in the future."

"Of course, without Brother Yusef's help, I wouldn't be able to make it today. That's it, the follow-up delivery is still the old way and the old place."

"No problem... By the way, I just got a group of girls, the quality is good, I was going to send them to the old men at the Ministry of the Interior, but it seems that one has been slapped, so you pick two that are pleasing to the eye. Go back? Don't be so **** yourself, people don't live for a hundred years, why are you so tired, you have to relax when you should."

Sorge, who would have refused in the past, did not this time.

"Then thank you bro."

After he finished speaking, he smiled and put on the trench coat and turned and left the room.

As soon as he moved, all the bodyguards also moved. When Sorge arrived at the bottom hall, there was already a row of young, beautiful and graceful girls waiting there. Each of them was famous and unique.

Sorge accepted Yousef's gift this time not because of a whim, nor because of sperms, but because he suddenly remembered that he really needed one or two women recently.

Soon, he picked two people who were pleasing to the eye and brought them to the car. As for whether these two people had been manipulated, Sorge had his own way to identify them.

The team set off again. Although there were two beauties sitting on the left and right, Sorge never said a word. He was thinking about what Yousef said that someone wanted to fix himself.

What might the other party be implying?

If it is just an ordinary competitor, with Yusef's energy, he will not care at all, let alone say it, it can only mean that he is a difficult opponent, and he does not even want to offend.

In this galaxy, the only people who can make Yousef so jealous are those people—

"Will thirty silver coins..."

All Sorge can think of at the moment is them. They have looked for themselves before, asking for cooperation, and even sharing "channels".

Obviously, they are quite jealous of Sorge's smuggling chain of weapons and electronic products, and they must judge according to past experience that as long as they find Sorge's upper house, a little extra price can squeeze him out.

However, how could Sorge tell the other party that his upline was actually an Astarte chapter of the empire?

The negotiation naturally broke up unhappily, so with the style of the thirty silver coin meeting, and Sorge didn't seem to have a big backer, it was logical for them to choose to do it.

boom---

Suddenly, the violent explosion interrupted Sorge's thoughts, and then the vehicle stopped, and the girls around him screamed at the same time.

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He immediately realized that the other party's attack had come, and even if he changed his route, the other party still found him.

Or, his brother Yosef has sold himself out?

But then he denied the idea. There was no need for Yusef to do so, because he was still profitable to cooperate with himself. If he cooperated with the Thirty Silver Coin Club, his profit would be minimized.

Soon, there was a fierce sound of gunfire outside the car, and Dag then bent over to the back of the suspension car and said to Sorge:

"Boss, the enemy is attacking, and the other party has an air vehicle, I suggest turning around—"

"It's useless, since they chose to be in this position, they will only encounter more enemies when they turn back, rush out!"

Sorge calmly made a judgment.

But suddenly, he noticed something. As Kayang's former servant, although Sorge had no psychic power, he had some weak sensing ability.

"Walk!"

With a loud cry, Sorge pushed aside the screaming beauty beside him, opened the car door and rushed out, while the other five people in the car also rushed out of the hover car from different positions at an almost instinctive speed.

In the next second, with a bang, a ball of fire rose from the bottom of the hovering car, blasting the car and the two girls inside to ashes.

At the same time, the huge air wave rushed Sorge directly for more than ten meters. When he got up from the tinnitus, Dag and others had surrounded him.

"Boss! Are you alright!"

"No...it's fine."

Sorge shook his head, took out a needle pistol from Hua Hua, and then took a pocket knife from his belt.

When he looked at the position before the hover car, he found that a large pit had appeared on the ground, and it was obvious that the enemy was attacking from the ground.

At this time, the road was in chaos. The mercenaries were relying on armored vehicles to exchange fire with an unknown number of enemies. Both sides of the road were blocked by trucks. The killer who shoots wildly with firearms, there is also a modified gunboat circling in the sky, shooting down continuously.

Sorge couldn't help but sigh, in broad daylight, only 30 silver coins would be able to kill this group of people who dared to carry out such a high-profile assassination.

"Boss! We have to figure out a way to get out of here!"

Hiding behind an armored vehicle~www.readwn.com~ Sorge looked around, then noticed the ladder on the side of the viaduct.

"Let's go down there, and call Laluk to pick him up immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sorge heard an unusual scream, so he turned his head and saw that four or five red slender figures jumped out of the big hole that had been blown out of the ground before. They were like ghosts in the convoy. Walking around, when encountering bodyguards, the limbs will wave like a dance, and then the bodyguards will scream and die.

Even Sorge could see clearly that a guy used a sharp blade on his heel to break a veteran's chest in an instant, and he could see the death mask on the other side's face very clearly - and they were all black masks, which meant that the other side was a death cult. Gold Killer.

It turned out to be worshipping death!

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