Chapter 1507

Reverend Richard lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and tried his best to restrain the changes of facial muscles. He calculated the time silently. It has been two and a half hours since he woke up.

As an unofficial God of war, the system of pastor Richard was different from ordinary people. He was immune to almost all kinds of toxin damage. Yes, almost, at least, the weapon used by that damned assassin carried some kind of continuous damage that he could not be immune to.

That kind of injury made the wound under his ribs unable to heal, and also affected his nervous system for a time, which made him lose consciousness. As for the later treatment of him by Mrs. kisley, pastor Richard just wanted to say one word - lying trough.

One meter away, pastor Richard smelled the smell of the treatment medicine and bandage. Did all these Mrs. kisley lose their sense of smell after drinking?

If it was not for the purpose of paralyzing the assassin who was hiding in the dark, Reverend Richard really wanted to jump up and slap the doctor to death, as well as the incompetent foreign priest, the God of war had given his believers so many kinds of magic arts, would you have learned to beat your wits and roar, plus boost your morale?

How on earth did such an uneducated priest graduate from school? Who gave him the priesthood certificate?

Reverend Richard could only tell himself not to be angry, not to be angry. Anger would lead to a rapid heartbeat and blood pressure rise, which was easy to be seen by the assassin.

He admired the assassin very much. Up to now, pastor Richard had not seen the real face of the assassin. He could only judge that the assassin was a woman or a thin man by his angle and strength when he was stabbed.

There was no smell, no footstep, no sense of threat. He was a professional assassin who was good at sneaking in the shadow. Reverend Richard guessed that the other party was the remnant of the shadow organization.

Pastor Richard, who listened attentively to the surrounding environment with his eyes closed, was better than other rough men in the room. He could vaguely perceive the existence of the assassin, but the complex breath in the narrow space covered up the weak sense of existence.

Reverend Richard was helpless. His injury was a little heavy, and he could not catch the assassin, and he might have let the other party evacuate immediately. He came back to do business this time. If he was targeted by a shadow assassin, he would have nothing to do.

This group of Mrs. kisley is doing a total disservice. Each of them has developed sweat glands and is full of alcohol. In two and a half hours, fourteen people farted 47 times. What's the matter? They ate farts together last night?

Pastor Richard felt that the air in the secret room began to become solemn, but he could only keep breathing without expression. Every mouthful had that heavy and disgusting texture. The only thing that made him happy was that the assassin was in the corner and "enjoyed" it with himself.

He was right.

Sally began to be a little impatient. The two helpers who were supposed to keep putting pressure on Mrs. kisley had not been heard for 12 minutes. It must have been Mrs. kisley's allies, the SELIS, who had arrived.

Obviously, the strength of the group of celestines was a little higher than what she had expected. According to the materials provided by the morning church, those SELIS were a little better than other foreigners, but they were also extremely limited. But now the situation is obviously unexpected.

as an assassin, Sally's most annoying thing is an accident. A small accident may lead to the failure of the whole plan The death of those involved in the plan is the most serious accident for the strength of misjudged targets. It is unknown how many assassins have died in such mistakes.

If it was in the past, Sally would definitely withdraw decisively and wait for the information to be reconfirmed before launching a new plan. But now she is under the fence. This is her first mission on behalf of the dawn church. It is an exam. She can't just abandon the exam.

Sally felt that the situation outside was out of control, and her only chance was that the environment inside the building had not changed, that the targets were still lying there, and that Mrs. kisley was still not threatening.

She had hoped to wait for Pastor Richard to take his last breath, or wait for two companions to enter the building, kill all the Mrs. kisley, and then kill the war god priest. Her hands were not stained with blood.

But now it seems that she can only take a chance. Fortunately, Sally always likes to do plan B.

If she does it herself, she certainly does not want to expose herself. She is worried that the traces left by the use of shadow organization weapons will reveal her whereabouts, so she has prepared four ignition points in advance in the building.

Thank goodness these lady kisley are so drunk that they can find the burning materials so easily that she can cover up all her traces by lighting a fire before she leaves.

Sally, who made the decision, didn't waste time and started to act immediately.

The whole basement is illuminated with four magic crystal lamps, which are all the portable light sources carried by Mrs. kisley. The light and shadow crisscross, giving Sally the best cover, but now she needs more shadows.

Saryl stretched out her hand and ejected a flying knife. She knocked down one of the magic crystal lamps and let it fall in a specific direction. The change of light source position immediately made the shadow position in the room complicated.Most of the players in the secret room subconsciously looked at the direction of the light, only Vladimir immediately made a big alarm in his heart and turned his eyes to the direction of Reverend Richard!

There, in the light and shadow, a woman holding a machete was cutting the machete into the throat of Reverend Richard with a smile!

At the moment when she started, Sally came to pastor Richard with the ability of shadow jumping. She cut her throat with a machete in one hand, and with the other hand, she also fired three throwing knives, which hit the other three magic crystal lamps respectively, making the light source in the secret room disorderly and preparing herself for escape.

While the light and shadow were shaking, Sally suddenly saw pastor Richard staring at a pair of eyes in the dark, the next second strong hand grasped her wrist with the machete, and compared with the other party's extremely slender wrist, it was broken by huge force on the spot.

"Got you!" Pastor Richard grinned, jumped up in the eyes of countless shock, and shook off the assassin's joints before she intended to be a strong man.

Vladimir felt as if he had watched a whole horror movie. Until the end of the movie, he found that it was actually a thriller and a reasoning film, so that his heart was a little bit out of breath and his face was flushed.

Reverend Richard covered the broken wound under his ribs in one hand, and carried the assassin in the other hand as if he was carrying a chicken: "Why are you still in a daze? Find someone to deal with the wound for me and change a place, it's stinking!"

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