long night fire

……

Wild Grass City, the city lord's mansion.

As soon as Xu Liyan woke up from his afternoon nap, he saw a trusted aide waiting outside the door.

"City Master, there is a telegram." The confidant presented a piece of paper with both hands.

Xu Liyan took it and asked:

"Who took the picture?"

The confidant quietly glanced at the city lord's face: "That, that Zhang Qubing..."

Xu Liyan's forehead twitched, and he quickly read the paper in his hand.

This telegram has very little content and only expresses one meaning: "Don't worry anymore, we have eliminated the real 'priest'".

This... Xu Liyan was stunned.

He has always felt that revenge on the real "priest" is a long-term and arduous goal, and Qian Bai's team has only arrived in the original city for a long time, and they have completed this matter!

After a long time, Xu Liyan said silently to himself:

"It seems that within the 'Pangaea', they are also the elite of the elite, located at the upper level of all combat teams..."

……

Wild Grass City, Zhao Family Mansion.

Zhao Zhengqi, who was worried about what to do with his second son, saw his eldest son Zhao Yide walking in quickly.

"Dad, the telegrams from those people!" He said anxiously.

Zhao Zhengqi frowned:

"Didn't it stop here? Why did they still send a telegram?"

He didn't want to make things too stiff.

Zhao Yide swallowed his saliva and said:

"They, they killed the real 'priest'!"

"What?" Zhao Zhengqi couldn't control his volume.

He hastily took the telegram from his eldest son and read it back and forth several times.

The real "priest" is terrible. He has experienced the death of Elder Sauls and the riot in Wild Grass City. He can't afford the courage to completely tear his face against the "anti-intellectual religion".

But now, in just a few days, Qian Bai's team found the real "priest" who was recognized as hard to find, and killed him.

Phew... Zhao Zhengqi exhaled, and said with emotion:

"Their abilities are terrifying, and their backgrounds are not simple."

They are not afraid of such a behemoth as the "Anti-Intellectual Religion".

……

In the general's mansion, Phocas also received the information submitted by his subordinates.

"The real 'priest' is dead?" The lion-like general couldn't hide his smile. "This mouse that always likes to go into the sewers and hide in the dark seems to have met its nemesis..."

In another place, the figure of Youdao threw the cup in his hand violently, smashing it to pieces on the ground.

……

"Phew, it's all over." Jiang Baimian exhaled.

"I haven't reported to the company yet," Bai Chen reminded.

"That's right." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, thinking about how to write this telegram.

After a few seconds, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly and said:

"It doesn't need to be so detailed, it's better to be simple."

"Anyway, the company won't reward us for this matter." Shang Jianyao agreed.

Long Yuehong felt that what he said made sense.

After finding that Gnawa was also nodding slightly, Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Baimian quickly prepared a telegram to "Pangaea".

It's only four words:

"Killed 'Father'."

Chapter 71 Shy Shangjian Yao

In the Red Giant Wolf District, in a fairly high-end apartment.

Fake "Father" Sandel turned on the computer as usual and browsed a document.

Because "hypnotized" many people to help him do things, he was worried that some personnel and key details would be forgotten, and there would be mistakes that should not have occurred. Therefore, every time he returned, the first thing he did was to "hypnotize" who and how "Hypnosis", what purpose you want to achieve, whether you don't need to worry about it in the future, etc.

Before learning to use a computer, he had a small notebook that he carried with him, which was specially used to carry these things.

But now, he can only sigh with emotion:

"The computer is so convenient!"

When the appointed time came, he got up and walked to the radio transceiver, turned it on, and tuned it to the corresponding frequency band to see what orders the team of ruin hunters who wanted to fight against the real "priest" had.

Before long, Sandor received a telegram.

He began to decode with some heaviness and worry.

Gradually, the content of the telegram appeared:

"We have killed the real 'Father' Alex..."

After translating the first sentence, Sandor's pupils dilated sharply.

The real "priest" is dead?

Just like that, he was killed by that team of relic hunters?

Is this lying to me?Are you sure it's the real "Father"?

As a false "priest", Sandor is very aware of how scary, cautious, and difficult it is to find a real "priest". Therefore, he has never had much confidence in the matter of revenge, but he couldn't swallow that breath, so he planned to try it. try.

Similarly, he didn't think Qian Bai's team could solve the real "priest" in a short time.

This is simply not possible!

But the facts overturned his belief and crushed his cognition.

All of a sudden, Sandor felt mixed emotions, whether it was happiness, worry, or bewilderment.

After a while, he translated the telegram:

"You are free, and you can choose your next life. I hope you will stop doing bad things. If we find out, no matter where you are in Huitu, we can find you, just like finding a real 'priest'. "

Seeing this, Sandor really felt that the Qianbai team had indeed killed the real "Father", otherwise he would not have given up on this point.

A few seconds later, a deep, slightly manic laughter echoed in the room.

"Haha, you're dead, you're really dead... aren't you that powerful, aren't you killed?" Sandor laughed for a long time, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and felt relaxed, no longer feeling like he was carrying a boulder.

For the future, he had some imagination these days.

That is to leave the original city and live in another place after the real "priest" is solved, or after being convinced that there is no way to retaliate.

And that place should preferably be an area not covered by the "anti-intellectual religion" forces.

Sandor believes that with his own ability and IQ, as long as he doesn't pursue the position at the top of the pyramid, he can live well wherever he goes.

His gaze returned to the paper, and landed on the last sentence.

For some reason, he couldn't help shivering.

In his view, it is a waste to have the ability not to use it, and when using the ability, strictly distinguishing between good and bad is an act of restraint.

He wanted to laugh at Qian Bai's team for being too naive to warn him not to do bad things, but he couldn't laugh at all.

A few minutes ago, he would not have had such a reaction, but now, he had to think carefully about the possibility of this warning becoming a reality.

Apart from the ridiculous self-esteem, Sandor has to admit that the real "priest" is far superior to himself in terms of ability, IQ, resources, and hiding skills.

And it was such a daunting and difficult-to-find figure who was picked up by Qian Bai's team in just a few days and buried his life.

While thinking about it, Sandor suddenly saw that he had downloaded a picture from the computer connected to the public network of the original city.

He hurriedly looked closely and found a person on the picture.

The man was lying against the wall, his head was slightly lowered, but there were obvious dark circles under his eyes and a pale face. At first glance, he had lost all vitality and belonged to a corpse.

There was a bright red mark on the ground in front of the corpse, and a white paper was pasted on the chest.

Two sentences in Honghe language were printed on the white paper:

"I am 'Father.

"I'm guilty."

I'm guilty... Sandel shuddered again.

For the first time in his life, he had the idea of ​​being a law-abiding citizen.

……

Red Giant Wolf District, Stern Street, No. 25.

Terrence sat in the living room with the curtains drawn and the lights turned on, looking at the person opposite, and said respectfully:

"'Experiencer', what made you come to me specifically?"

The man opposite him peeled off the package and stuffed a candy into his mouth:

"I just received a piece of information, and I passed by you again, so I came to see you."

This person appears to be a cleric of the "Beyond Spiritual" order.

"What information?" The bloated Terrence asked curiously.

The man opposite him had candy in his mouth and said contentedly:

"The real 'Father' is dead."

"...Really?" Terence blurted out.

Although he has never dealt with the real "priest" and was only secretly influenced once, he also knows from all kinds of information how difficult and troublesome he is.

How can such a character be so easily killed?

The person opposite Terrance sighed with a smile:

"Compared fingerprints and various biological materials, it is certain that it is the real 'Father', unless the person who assassinated Sols was not him."

"Who did it?" Terrence asked anxiously.

Before the person opposite could answer, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind:

"Yes, Qian Bai's team did it?"

"Not sure." The person opposite him peeled off a new candy. "It is confirmed that there are at least three participants and a robot."

"Robots...that's basically them." Terrence was horrified but extremely grateful.

A few days ago, he chose to cooperate rather than come back with revenge, which is simply too wise!

Otherwise, someone else has now received information that Terence, the second boss of the "Black Shirt Party", has been killed.

The man opposite him nodded:

"That team is not easy, so we should recruit them well, and then we might be able to use them to teach those heretics an impressive lesson.

"If those heretics snatch the power stick of the 'Original City', we will be in danger."

Terence was about to nod when he suddenly heard the phone jingling in the living room.

He thoughtfully picked up the extension in the living room, and heard Zhang Qubing's voice as expected.