"Pelus, long time no see."
Ritasa suddenly appeared behind the bald man in black.
The bald God of death named pelus slowly turned around and looked at the small and exquisite Rita SA expressionless: "Rita SA, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you were there when there was an accident in Miami."
Rita SA nodded: "many of our colleagues were killed, but I'm lucky."
"Congratulations." Peleus said expressionless, "by the way, didn't you become the personal assistant of some big man? What are you doing in this town? "
Rita SA smiled: "are you responsible for this?"
Pelus nodded and turned to look at the direction Sam and his two left: "I found a man who should have died but is still alive. I feel a little interesting, so I plan to follow up and have a look."
He looked back at Rita Sa: "that old man, isn't he the so-called big man?"
"Of course not," Rita SA smiled. "I just think we haven't seen each other for a long time. Come out and say hello. In addition, for the sake of our acquaintance, I'll tell you in advance that the town is going to be lively. You'd better call for support in advance."
Rita Sa's voice didn't fall. Only the God of death could sense the energy fluctuation. They turned their heads and looked in the same direction at the same time.
Rita SA said with a smile, "look, come to live."
Peleus did not speak, but walked quickly in the direction of the energy wave, and a few flashes disappeared. Rita didn't keep up, but chased Sam and her.
On the road, the strong man burst his brain and lay motionless on the ground. The tall and thin woman hid behind the bunker and didn't dare to come out at all. She could only watch Chus escape.
Because he had been locked by the sniper, the strong man was the sniper who shot in the head.
Up to now, the tall and thin woman also reacted. The priest was too timid. He didn't look like an elite killer at all. He felt more stupid than ordinary people.
So if this guy is not a killer and there is a signal response on him, it can only show that he has become a bait.
Maybe he was the sniper's bait, otherwise why didn't the sniper shoot him?
The tall and thin woman forgot that the range of the signal received by the mobile phone was limited, and the sniper came according to the gunshot.
On the roof of a three storey building more than 50 meters away, a man in leather and ponytail squatted in a corner of the roof, his sniper gun firmly aimed at the hiding place of the tall and thin woman.
"It seems that the priest is really lucky, but the most watched roaman is unlucky." The host Tommy looked at the screen and laughed, "the first drop of blood in this game was won by Mr. saikingsley from Romania, so his odds increased from 12 to 7."
The men at the table below uttered a sigh.
"Now Mr. saikingsley is serious with MS. poposali from Belgium, and during this time, we can see the game from another battlefield." Tommy pointed to another screen and said loudly, "one of the hot people in this competition, the odds ranked fifth, the duel between Miss Zhen Leilei from Air China port and Mr. bildman from Germany, ranked ninth."
In a hotel, Dean and Sam sat helplessly on the sofa. On the opposite bed, cassidio, dressed in a windbreaker, curled up in bed with a frightened little milk dog and stammered to the Wen brothers: "as I said, my name is barbaris, a TV salesman from Wisconsin. I have a wife and daughter in my family, I have no money at all. Please let me go. "
"Damn it, what's the matter with him?" Dean reluctantly said to Sam, "he seems to have changed a person. Did this mysterious transmission lose his brain?"
Sam frowned and said, "if I'm not wrong, what he said should be true. It was babaris, a TV salesman from Wisconsin, who sent with us, not the fourth order angel cassidio. "
Dean was still a little confused: "what about the little card?"
"Do you remember the records in dad's sheepskin book? If an angel wants to go down to earth, he needs to borrow the human body as a skin bag, and he should be cassidio's skin bag. " Sam pointed to the frightened man curled up in bed and said in a deep voice, "but for some reason, the skin bag was transported to this unlucky place with us, but cassidio didn't come."
"What should we do now?" Dean put his hand out. "Leave him alone?"
"I don't know," Sam sighed, covering his forehead. "It's a mess now. There's no signal on our cell phone and the Internet is off. We don't even know where we are now. Cassidio said he would take us to Sharon, but I don't know if Sharon has also sent it. "
There was a knock at the door. Dean and Sam looked at each other, pulled out their pistols at their waist and pointed cautiously at the door.
"Who is it?"
"Dean, Sam, open the door, I'm sam... the old blind man behind Sharon, we've met."
Dean and Sam breathed a little relieved. Sam came forward and opened the door. Sam and branders helped each other in.
"Thank God we're not far away." Brandeis sat on the sofa with some effort and gasped, "boys, I appreciate your vigilance. After all, now we are involved in a big trouble... Huh? What's the matter with that middle-aged man? What about the guy hiding in it? We need his strength now. "
The huge sunglasses on her face looked at the man lying on the bed.
"Er... This explanation seems a little troublesome." Sam spread his hand. "It seems that it's not cassidio, but a TV salesman named babaris."
"Angel's purse?" Brandes suddenly understood, "it seems that the other party has excluded some troublesome forces in order to prevent accidents."
"Who?" Dean asked anxiously, "who did this?"
"Sorry, boys, I can't say." Brandes took off his sunglasses and revealed the terrible dark eyes. "My life was saved by Sharon, but I also lost a pair of eyes. If I say that guy's name, I'm afraid he won't play the game with us. "
"Ah..."
Seeing Brandeis' terrible eyes, barbaris simply put his head under the quilt and screamed.
Branders put on his sunglasses again and said coldly“ Now this is a game between Sharon and that guy, and we are all NPCs in this game. If you want to live, pray that Sharon can finally win the game. "
"What game?"
Sam frowned.
Brandes shook his head. "I don't know exactly, but I can guess how much. It's just chasing and fleeing."
Sam said, "before we came here, there was a fierce gun battle in the street and people were killing each other. What's more interesting is that someone wants to sneak attack and kill us, killing us two harmless animals and poor blind people. God, God won't give us poor people a way to live. "
"Kill you both?" Dean's face changed and pointed to himself, "so will we also be the target of being pursued?"
"Shh!"
Brandeis suddenly raised his finger, made a silent gesture, and then pointed to the next door: "be quiet, boys, it seems that something interesting is going to happen next to you."