"Is it here?"
Several people turn left and right in the sewer. The slippery ground is covered with moss and unidentified dirt. If they are not careful, they will fall into the nearby rapid flood discharge channel.
Fortunately, both the death knell and the valet have night vision equipment, and the doctor has a flashlight. In the dark sewer, the speed of the crowd is not slow.
According to monak's guidance, they arrived at the target site smoothly. There was a large area with relatively dry area, and the huge iron gate guarded by people could be seen not far away.
The men, who couldn't see who they were, were patrolling near the door in black ponchos and holding oil lamps. They had no guns and looked like fishermen on the dock.
Now Su Ming and others are hiding behind a corner not far away. The sound of the flood obscures their voices, and there is no worry about their communication.
The valet had just caught a big mouse, and despite its desperate struggle, he named it William Wallace, and kept playing with it in his hand. Anyway, he's immune to all diseases. He's a virus, so this little thing that spreads plague can be kept as a pet.
He decided that if he could go back, he would take it back with him. Just now he saw his small, stealthy eyes and felt very sympathetic.
Vanessa said she wanted to have a pet, but she didn't have a chance. Now she caught a mouse in 1942, which sounds very valuable.
"Well, stop playing. Do you remember the plan?"
Su Ming stabbed him with his elbow, and told him not to use the dagger to cut his skin and feed the mice. Didn't the doctor and the mage all look disgusted?
"Oh, remember, to break the door, to chop down people, to finish work, this kind of plan is... Er, the most appropriate." He wanted to say it was too simple and mentally retarded, but when he thought of the power of the God killer, he shamefully changed his mouth.
Of course, this is not Su Ming's plan. After all, the situation in every place is not the same. More detailed contingency and key actions are still reliable by ourselves.
But for a team whose tactical positioning is "target" and "sandbag", it is enough for the bodyguard to know so much.
"Very well, remember, rush up and scold, say what's hard to hear, let them pay attention to you, and leave the rest to me." Su Ming patted him on the shoulder and pushed him out of the bunker.
The Chamberlain turned his head and looked at the three people hiding in the corner of the wall and gave him a thumbs up. He suddenly had some ominous premonition.
But soon he forgot about it. Who was his threat in this era? Even if it's mieba inside the door, he'll do the same, OK?
So he pulled out a samurai sword in one hand, played a knife flower, and held a mouse in the other hand. He also compared his thumb.
Then he raised his knife and rushed to the gate with a strange cry.
Su Ming hid in the dark, took out the God killer and slowly wiped the knife with his palm: "very good. Observe for a while. If he doesn't step on the mine, we can also go on it."
Holloway's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what expression to make: "that's your cousin, right?"
"He said it was. It was very difficult to explain." Su Ming replied calmly.
"Well, then you don't worry about what happened to him?" Holloway scratched his beard. He felt that the two brothers were getting along in a strange way.
"Anyway, he can't die. He has enough flesh and blood to feed sewer mice. So it's most suitable for him to explore mines. In other words, does monak need to transfer the cost of casting to him first? He doesn't care about that
Su Ming first answered Holloway and asked him to watch quietly. Then he turned to ask the mage on the side.
"No, it's just bad luck for two people to share the cost of casting
Monak is a black magician, and the evil spirits are always thirsty for the soul. He does not want to involve a person who does not know magic to come in and be remembered by the evil gods.
Of course, this is his idea. For Su Ming to say, the evil gods can't stand the trouble of death attendants, just as the hell on DC doesn't welcome halliquin at all.
Hally once signed a contract with a devil through zatana. She exchanged herself for several ghosts to play. As an agreement, the devil returned the freedom of several souls, while Halle needed to play with the devil in hell for a month.
However, in less than three days, the devil sent her back. He could not bear Hally's chatter and madness. The devil tore up the contract and suffered the reverse of the contract. He did not want to see Hally's crazy face any more.
What about Harry's face? What about Wade's face? He had only one big wrinkled avocado.
However, monak is not willing to give up. He is a hero of justice, which is totally different from Su Ming's style of doing things.
Now that there was no problem, the heads of the three men lined up and peeped out of the corner to watch the valet rush towards the enemy in the dark.
"Wow, ha ha, here comes your death servant. Put your neck out, you mutant monsters of cattle dung and XX! The freak growing out of the chrysanthemum... "
the death attendant did strictly implement Su Ming's tactics and spewed out vicious swearing in one mouth, but even if Su Ming didn't let him say it, he couldn't do it.The man patrolling at the gate naturally saw the death attendant running at high speed, and the long knife in his hand, which was shining in the light.
As the bodyguards got closer to them, the more clearly the foul words were heard, and one of the men in the raincoat exploded on the spot.
It's a real explosion on the spot, not a rhetorical device.
The black raincoat that the man was originally wearing was lifted up by the strong air current. His body became big and round like a balloon filled with air. Then there was an earth shaking sound. Blood, flesh and bones were ejected from the burst belly, covering the direction of the dead servant.
In an instant, the valet turned into a bloody man with several broken ribs in his head and a large intestine hanging on it.
It was meat and blood, so he slipped under his feet and fell on his back to the ground.
"This..." Holloway bared his teeth. Although he couldn't see clearly from a long distance, it was the first time that he scolded others.
"It's not magic." Monak can accept a little bit, but he also can't think of why. He can only say his own judgment and let Su Ming decide.
Of course, Su Ming knows that this is not DND's "colorful spray" magic ring, and the person whose intestines and stomachs are still alive.
With his eyesight, he could see the man who was like a ball just now. Although his belly burst, he still showed off to the people around him, as if he had killed his opponent.
The man's abdomen is healing at a very rapid rate, first internal organs, then bones, and finally muscle fat and skin covering.
In a few seconds, he was back to his original state.
But Su Ming is still calm and watching. The other party is not dead, but there is no dead man on his side. These guys Su Ming already know who they are, so he let the dead servant restrain him and wait for the opportunity.
The original front of someone against, their concentration output so cool? No wonder superheroes like to team up.
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