Douluo See You For a Long Time

From the point of view that Chengying can suspend the thinking of the assassins, there is nothing wrong with saying that time is an illusion of human beings.

When thought stops, time stops.

Among the five assassins, only the female assassin named Qingwei chose to leave and did not go to the contact person. The other four chose to go to the contact person to report the results of the battle.

Seeing this scene, Chengying immediately locked their thoughts, paused their time, and looked at each other with Bingdi in reality, and the two of them jumped out of the window silently.

Flying in mid-air, Bingdi suddenly seemed to understand something, showing a look of sudden realization, and looked at Chengying with eyes that seemed to say: "Wonderful!"

"I said, how are you going to fool these assassins! It turns out that this is the case, we want to arrest the connectors into the Yuedu space, right!"

Chengying nodded when she heard the words, and explained to Bingdi: "I only know what they want to do, and I can't know the memory of the linker out of thin air. If I play the role of the linker, then it will definitely be revealed.

But if the connectors are allowed to act in their true colors, there will be no such problems at all. The only troublesome thing is that there are four assassins, but there is only one connector. "

The contact person Chengying was talking about didn't know at this time that his position had been exposed. He was in a tavern, pretending to be like other drunkards, yelling at the gamblers who were rolling the dice.

Chengying walked into the chaotic casino, turned on the mirror, and took the connector away without disturbing anyone. The connector who entered the Yuedu space just felt a little dazed.

He couldn't help but pushed the undrinked liquor in front of him to the side. He seemed to attribute his trance to the heavy smell of alcohol and his fatigue in the middle of the night.

Just when he was thinking about whether to take a rest after this mission, or go back to his hometown to get married, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, three long and two short.

The connector's expression remained unchanged, and he pushed the drink to the alcoholic next to him: "I've given it to you!"

Afterwards, he quietly left the tavern, and saw the leader of the assassination team covered in scars in the stable.

"The assassination was successful, but everyone else died." The captain said concisely, but couldn't hide the sadness in his tone.

"Sorry, they all fell in the darkest hour before the dawn,

Future generations will remember their achievements! "The connector touched his chest with one hand, raised one hand forward, and whispered: "Long live the supremacy of soul masters!" "

"Long live the supremacy of soul masters." The captain also made the same action, but his tone was a little weak: "I don't care whether they will be remembered by future generations, I just want to get our rewards and pensions, to be honest, I don't care Know how to explain to their families."

"Don't worry! You are the great heroes who assassinated Duke Tulip, and the organization will not be stingy with rewards. Is there any evidence that the assassination was successful?" The connector didn't care about the captain's sadness, and everything was not as important as the task.

The captain threw away a left ear that was stained with blood and brains, ignored the excited connector, sat silently on the haystack in the stable, tremblingly took out a crumpled ear from his pocket. cigarettes.

It was bought in the dukeland, and there was only one left. He struck a match and lit the cigarette. The captain took a deep breath, and then coughed violently.

While coughing, he took out a black-and-white photo from his inner chest pocket. In the photo, five people crowded at the entrance of the Soul Cinema, one by one posing with scissors hands. It is so long that the scissorhands are matched with five Sima faces, which looks very funny.

Looking at it, the captain couldn't help laughing, and with a smile, tears flowed down unknowingly: "It's so ironic, I'm actually using something invented by the person I assassinated to commemorate the memory of being killed by him when he died. Dead teammates, is this how the organization realizes the supremacy of soul masters?"

"For the supremacy of the soul master, some price must be paid. I express my regret to the comrades you sacrificed. They will not see the day when the idea of ​​the supremacy of the soul master will be realized." The connector said sorry but his expression did not change.

"Hehe! That's right. We sacrificed our lives to uphold the supremacy of soul masters, benefiting millions of future generations, so that they will no longer have ghosts to see, no trams to drive, and no water of life to drink at 96 degrees. If we don’t need the daily necessities in the Dukedom, our achievements will last forever!”

"Mark! Your thinking is very dangerous. I must report your speech to the Hand of Purification. You need to undergo a complete set of will appraisal." The connector warned him.

"It's really quick to learn. We learned the hand of purification from Duke Tulip's political work group! But I have never heard that their political work group will kill people." Mark took a deep breath of cigarettes and let out a long dragon.

"We are indeed learning from Duke Tulip. This is also the core idea of ​​the supremacy of soul masters. No matter what miracles ordinary people have achieved, we soul masters can quickly master and do better as long as we learn.

It is an indisputable fact that we ourselves are nobler than them. In the Tulip Dukedom, how can you say that the ridiculous prince and general Xiang Ning has kindness? If he is not dead, I must point my nose and tell him, yes! That's right! us! Princes, generals and ministers, indeed have kindness! "

Mark smoked the cigarette butts in one breath and coughed chokingly: "Phew! I don't know if I will smoke any more in the future!"

"Yes, we have already found out the source of Duke Tulip's tobacco leaves. After his death, the organization will gradually take over his property." The connector calmed down his excitement.

"That's it! It sounds good, but why can only cigarettes and soap be kept? Muskets, trams, and even mechs will be destroyed. We are actually afraid!" The death of his teammates made Zeng believe He, who is a soul master supremacy, was shaken.

"Nonsense! How can we be afraid? We can shoot more accurately with muskets, and we can be more flexible with mechas. Ordinary people are no match for us. Why should we be afraid?"

"Really?" Mark was noncommittal: "I, because of my curiosity, I secretly investigated the history of the organization. Guess what I saw?"

Mark threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out with his toes: "I saw a killing machine that would do anything to maintain the rule of the soul master. To be honest, I was shocked, but I didn't think about defecting at that time.

I am a soul master, and it is understandable to use any means to protect the interests of a soul master, but now that I think about it, we may have done pretty bad things. "

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