Ultimate Assassin System

It doesn't matter, I'm afraid they won't dare to show up...

When forming the killer organization, Tang En consciously separated the gray space, fearing that others would follow suit and take over everything. The people who are temporarily managing the organization are people transferred from the secret agency. After the current incident happened, the secret agency naturally spread the news long ago, and no one unexpectedly succeeded in a sneak attack.

Of course, Tang En hopes that those people will strike again and reveal their whereabouts so that they can avenge Handy!

Squinting his eyes and looking at Handy's cold corpse, Tang En's eyes flashed slightly, then he raised his hand to cover it with a white cloth, stepped back expressionlessly, and bowed silently with David and others...

In fact, speaking of it, Tang En was also wrong about this matter. Previously, while the Bounty Hunter Guild was leaderless, they occupied thirty branch locations. The Temple of Light must know about this. After all, all the high-level officials of the guild have been killed and injured. The temple will definitely send people down to reorganize the management. And with a little investigation, you can naturally know the current situation of the guild.

Of course, even if they knew the details, logically speaking, the temple should not rush to intervene. After all, their current situation is really not a good one, especially after Xia Wei'an took the initiative to expose it, the temple was even more passive, and was completely in an embarrassing situation where they had no time to take care of themselves!

Furthermore, Tang En is preparing to promote the Dou Qi Channel, so it is naturally impossible to move away from the original branch location for a while.

But who would have thought that even under such circumstances, the temple would still choose to take action and sneak attack the location of the branch guild here... It was a completely unreasonable move, and it even seemed more like a pity. But due to a strange combination of circumstances, Tang En and the others were dealt a heavy blow!

It’s really... time is destiny!

After three minutes of silence, Huh... After a long breath, Tang En straightened his body, his eyes gloomy and gloomy. Handy, rest in peace! This matter will not be settled like this. I dare not say anything else. I will let most of the Temple of Light be buried with you...

Boss! David came over with red eyes, his face full of murderous intent, Tell me, what should we do?

Let's bury Handy first. Taking a breath, Harry on the side continued sadly, Those bastards are obviously planning a sneak attack. Even if they activate the secret agency, it will be difficult to find them in a short time.

Opening his mouth, David subconsciously objected when he heard the words. Blood debts must be repaid with blood, and Handy must be buried, but before that, the heads of those bright knights must be used to pay tribute.

But after a pause, David finally shut up in despair. I have to admit that Harry's words still make sense. Judging from the action style of the group of bright knights, it was obvious that they had the wretched idea of ​​just slashing and changing places, so it was undoubtedly impossible to catch them immediately. It is impossible for Handy's body to wait for such a long time, so it can only be buried on the spot... However,

There's no rush. ​​Tang En waved his hand and said in a deep voice, The burial must be done, but not now! Luke, I'll give you one night to find an ice magician to come over and make an ice cube for Handy. Coffin to ensure his physical immortality!

Okay! Luke, who was blaming himself and feeling sad, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, with an excited expression, and said decisively, Don't worry, even if it is tied up, I will tie up an ice magician! After saying this, he looked deeply. Seeing Handy's body, he turned around and rushed out the door.

Everyone's expressions softened slightly when they saw this. This was also the best way to deal with it that year - for the time being, ensure that Handy's body does not rot, and then find those bastards for blood sacrifice!

Of course, this is also a somewhat helpless solution. David endured it, but finally said in a low voice unwillingly: Boss, can we just wait now?

Of course not. Tang En raised his head slightly, looked at the drizzle outside the door, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question, When will the rain stop?

Uh... David was stunned when he heard this and couldn't recover. Harry on the side subconsciously looked outside the door and guessed, The light rain won't last long. The weather has been good recently. It should stop before tomorrow morning.

Nodding noncommittally, Tang En narrowed his narrow eyes: Okay, let's collect some interest first... Before the first ray of light shines tomorrow morning, I want to see the heads of ten church bishops here!

Turning his head, his expression was calm, Is there any problem?

…

A moment later, in front of the dilapidated house, the clatter of horse hooves sounded like thunder again, running in all directions outside the city.

Tang En walked out of the main room and stood under the eaves with his head raised. Cold rain was pouring down on him, making him feel slightly chilly.

The other world is not a legal society, and even Tang En himself is often in danger. Therefore, Tang En is actually mentally prepared for the possibility that the people around him will die in battle or die at the hands of his enemies.

But what he didn't expect was that the members of the first phase of Gray Space had faced many storms and waves, narrowly escaped death, and still managed to survive. But now, in this seemingly inadvertent small task, Handy has fallen into a big stumble and has never been able to get up...

Fuck! With a low roar, Tang En, who had been holding back until now, suddenly became violent, and overwhelming murderous intent suddenly burst out. The thin rain curtain on the eaves seemed to be hit by a sudden strong wind, and instantly floated straight out at 90 degrees, making a slight sound.

Handy's death was too sudden and disrupted Tang En's previous arrangements. But no matter whether the temple's move was deliberate or just to vent its frustration. But now there is no doubt that he has touched Tang En's reverse scale and will fight to the death!

He reached out and held out the Eye of Disaster, and murmured in a low voice, Originally, I planned to fully control you before using you... But now that someone insists on committing a crime, you can't blame me...

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The next day, early morning.

The Chaoyang Jade Plate slowly climbs up from the eastern sky. The color looks a bit bleak and does not have much vitality. However, the drizzle of rain finally disappeared. I believe that if it weren't for the freshly washed green trees on the street, no one would have noticed that the drizzle had quietly sneaked in last night.

To the west of the city, there is a small church.

As soon as more than ten melodious bells sounded, more than a hundred people gathered outside the church. Immediately, the noise began to be heard, and as the crowds continued to join later, the chaos became more and more chaotic.

Come out! You are not worthy of being in this holy church. Come out and give us an explanation...

Vice-Bishop Malip, are the things you **** true...

There are also unauthorized misappropriations of charity funds... Are you worthy of the statue of the god above your head? This is blasphemy to the gods! Get out of here...

…

Through the outer iron railings, the crowd gathered looked extremely angry. It could be said that if the sight could spit out anger, this church would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

On the periphery of the crowd, the passers-by didn't have any special expressions when they saw this, as if they were already used to it.

Originally, since many shady stories about the Temple of Light were exposed, believers came to vent their dissatisfaction almost every day. It made a lot of noise at first, but as time went by, ordinary people got used to it. And this church has not opened its doors for many days because of this, and it seems that it intends to drag it out shamelessly until the situation is completely calmed down...

Master Bishop, it's been a week, why are these believers still here? In the temple, in front of the colored crystal glass. A middle-aged cleric in a white robe had a bitter look on his face and said helplessly to the curly-haired old man in a gold-rimmed white robe next to him.

The curly-haired old man is the deputy bishop of this church, the man whom the believers outside are scolding Malip. Of course, deputy titles are not popular anywhere, so subordinates such as middle-aged clergy should always be addressed by the bishop.

Some stupid fools, let them make trouble, they won't cause any trouble. Waving his hand, Malip was quite calm. Although he could faintly hear his name coming from outside, he seemed to have not heard it. , looking calm and composed.

But it's not an option to continue like this. Now even people buying food don't dare to go out. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the middle-aged cleric looked anxious.

It's difficult to go out during the day, so let the food purchasers go out at night.

B-but...

He waved his hand and said, Okay, there's nothing good to be done about it. What else should you say? These are believers. The people in the security hall can't control them, and it's impossible for us to go out and argue with them.

After a pause, Malip patted the middle-aged clergyman on the shoulder and comforted him, Don't worry, it will pass. Besides, even though they are making a big fuss now, have you ever seen any believer rush in? From church?”

What does this mean? It means they know what they can do and what they cannot do. So as long as they get through this period, everything will naturally subside.

I have to say that although Malip's reputation doesn't seem to be very good, his age has not been in vain, and his words still sound very reasonable.

And the fact is almost like this. It is true that the believers outside hate these duplicitous clergy, but their reverence and belief in the God of Light is still there after all. In this case, it is natural not to destroy the sacred and solemn church.

The middle-aged cleric nodded reluctantly upon hearing this, accepting the statement. Then he seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and looked around, and asked doubtfully: Hey, where is the bishop? Why haven't you seen him all this morning?

Probably still in the bedroom, what are you doing with him? Malip curled his lips and seemed a little disapproving of the real bishop.

Uh, it's nothing... Well, I originally wanted to ask the bishop to go out and talk to the believers. It should have some effect... The middle-aged cleric looked hesitant, but he still said it bravely.

In fact, logically speaking, as the deputy bishop, Malip's status of communicating with believers is naturally sufficient. However, his current reputation is not very good. Let alone communicating when he goes out, he will praise the high quality of his followers without being beaten back directly...

Malip's face darkened when he heard this, and he waved his hands in annoyance: If you have anything to say, that guy doesn't... He stopped in time, suppressed the words not a good guy, snorted coldly, and looked gloomy.

To be honest, Malip felt a little aggrieved. Misappropriation of funds, ****, etc., yes, I admit all these, but I am not the only one who does this, so why are you staring at me? Totally unfair...

Malip was secretly annoyed here, but the middle-aged cleric over there was shocked, as if he suddenly saw something, his eyes widened in an instant, and he pointed his finger and said: My lord, look at it quickly...

See a ghost... huh? After a pause, Malip opened his mouth, but his expression seemed to be that he had really seen a ghost, with a face full of fright. After coming back to his senses, he jumped up like a rabbit with an arrow and rushed to the church door, Damn, damn, damn! Why is she here...Open the door, open the door for me quickly...

The middle-aged cleric did not move. He looked through the colored crystal glass and looked outside the iron railing not far away. A beautiful woman squeezed through the crowd around her and pointed here as if she was crazy. She screamed clearly, Malip You old fool, if you don’t give me any money, I’m not done with you today…”

He stroked his forehead and murmured to himself, It's over now...

…

When Malip rushed out of the church in a hurry, there was already chaos outside the iron railings.

Although there were believers who called Malip a **** before, these were just rumors and there was no evidence. But now that even the person involved has shown up, the effect will naturally be different.

Ma, Li, Pu! Do you really have to do it?

There...Malip came out...

Fuck you! You dare to come out? Smash him to death...

…

The crowd was furious, and the already weakened noise suddenly spiked and spread across several streets.

After a pause in his steps, Malip's face suddenly turned pale. He knew that he had made the most stupid mistake - it would have been better not to come out. If he came out, wouldn't he be admitting that he had a ghost?

Of course, it is even more impossible to go back now, because that would be considered guilty!

Damn, stupid woman! Cursing in a low voice, Malip calmed down, raised his head, put on a kind and loving face, and walked over, What happened...

Before he finished speaking, a rotten tomato drew a wonderful parabola and accurately hit the bridge of Malip's nose. The bright red color spread instantly. Ah... he screamed, but was immediately drowned in the roar of laughter and applause from everyone.

Damn it! Angrily wiping away the red juice on his face, Malip ran to the iron railing in three steps and two steps, pointed at the gorgeous woman and shouted, Slander! This is Hong Guoguo's slander! I don't know him. You crazy woman!

Ah - you old fool, you won't recognize anyone when you lift your pants, I will fight with you! Sticking to the iron railing, the gorgeous woman stretched out her arms with a twisted expression, as if to grab Malip, Everyone Don't believe him, I'm just this old bastard who lives outside and lives in Muling Street in Beicheng... By the way, I remember that he was short and dark, like a caterpillar, very disgusting...

Wow... There was an uproar. After hearing this, all the believers subconsciously looked at Malipu's lower body, and their expressions suddenly became colorful and extremely strange.

He kicked and took three steps back. When Malip heard the words, he felt his blood rushing to his brain. His old face turned red and he pointed at the beautiful woman tremblingly, his lips parted but he couldn't say a word.

Shame, anger, embarrassment... all kinds of emotions, but also mixed with a little doubt. She was confused as to why ** would suddenly rush out to expose him. What good would this do to her? and……

Looking at the twisted and ferocious beautiful face, Malip instinctively felt that something was wrong. The other party seemed... crazy?

Before Malip could figure out what to do, the beautiful woman grabbed the iron railing and kept shaking it, shouting like crazy: You old man, I will serve you with all my heart, why don't you give me money... …”

You... For some reason, a great sense of grievance suddenly came into Malip's heart. He suppressed his reason instantly and shouted hysterically, You are talking nonsense. When did I go there without giving you money?

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene suddenly became silent.

The believers looked at Malip in astonishment. Is this... admitting it? How shameless!

Uh, I, I, I... that's not what I meant... When he came back to his senses, cold sweat instantly spread on Malip's forehead. He didn't know why he said those words impulsively just now, as if his brain was completely out of control. generally.

But now is obviously not the time to think about this. Looking at the angry eyes in front of him, Malip knows that he is finished, and the church is finished too...

Sure enough, I don't know who made the first roar, Kill him! Then one after another responded, and then the crowd swarmed forward like a tide. With a bang, the iron railings were pushed to the ground, and the crowd rushed in crazily.

Malip was too close, so he was caught off guard and was overwhelmed immediately. In the confusion, he could vaguely see a young man with an ordinary face and narrow eyes, retreating calmly among the swarming crowd.

As if aware of his gaze, the young man glanced over, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up slightly, he raised an oval object in his hand, and smiled extremely brightly...

Who is this? what is that?

Although there was no direct evidence, somehow, Malip subconsciously felt that the other party was behind this incident. But before he could figure it out, countless fists and kicks rained down...

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Inside the church, people yelled in panic, Your Majesty Bishop, Your Majesty Bishop... Something happened, something happened... The middle-aged clergyman from before ran all the way to the door of a house behind the temple, bang bang bang , knocking on the door urgently.

After knocking for more than ten times with no results, the middle-aged cleric gritted his teeth, stretched out his foot and kicked, bang, the wooden door was kicked open directly, and he rushed in, Mr. Bishop...ah!

With a scream, as if he had stepped on some slippery liquid, the middle-aged cleric fell heavily to the ground. Ignoring the pain, he looked up while feeling dizzy, and his body shook violently - on the seat in the room, a man dressed in a red robe and dressed as a bishop was slumped there. The reason why I didn't dare to recognize it directly was because the head on this familiar body had already disappeared...

He was stunned for a moment, and then he opened his palm, which was red and bloody. When he lowered his head again, blood spread all over the ground, and the crimson color spread.

He opened his mouth and said, Something happened... something really happened...

…………(To be continued.)