People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

Tang Sen is a man of integrity.

Now that I have accepted the commission, I naturally have to do something.

But before that, out of a fortune teller's instinct, Tang Sen took out the crystal pendant.

"Mr. A will carry out the assassination today"

After reciting silently seven times, Tang Sen opened his eyes and saw the pendulum rotating clockwise.

Being able to divine the time of the assassination did not surprise Tang Sen. After all, he planned the entire assassination. His fortune-telling ability may not be better than that of Klein, but he has much more information than his opponent.

"It's very efficient." Tang Sen showed a smile.

According to the information given by Miss Hall, Klein had already chosen the battlefield for himself. Like Tang Sen, Mr. Fool did not want to appear in the church's sight, so after communicating everything, he set off early. In a remote place.

Of course, Mr. Reid would not meet Klein, and this was even more true for Townsend. The reason why he made all transactions happen above the gray fog was to avoid some attention.

Klein carefully lay on top of a container. He held a revolver in his right hand and wore a sunbird-shaped dark gold brooch on his left chest.

This is a sealed artifact that he purchased at a cost of two thousand pounds.

Miss Wraith didn't know where she was hiding, but Klein knew that the bodyguard must be nearby. The other party was indeed very reputable. When Klein proposed that he was willing to pay more because of the additional risks, the other party just said that at present Still within the three-day employment period.

This is the pier of a dilapidated shipyard in Backlund. It has been abandoned for a year. Except for homeless people, almost no one else will come to this place.

"I don't know if Mr. Reid has arrived." Klein looked at everything around him without leaving any trace. The dark and stacked containers were all silent, and they looked like a deserted land in the crimson moonlight.

The answer was easy to come by, and he took out a penny lightly.

"Mr. Reed is nearby."

"Mr. Reed is nearby."

"."

After chanting silently seven times in a row, Klein tossed a penny.

front.

This result gave Klein a lot of peace of mind. It seemed that the other party was quite reputable and it was understandable that he did not want to contact him. After all, the other party was only responsible for making deals with the devil and summoning the devil's favored ones when he gave a signal. He did not You need to fight with yourself.

"How will the assassin appear?"

Klein carefully considered various possibilities. The identity of the opponent was unknown, his methods were unknown, and even his number of people was unknown. The only thing that was certain was that the assassination would definitely happen.

Whether it was the devil's prophecy or his many divination, it indicated that even if he came to this abandoned dock, he would not escape the assassin's pursuit.

The other party may have locked their position through some extraordinary means.

Klein hopes that this time will come sooner. When faced with an assassination, he is more willing to take the initiative to eliminate the threat instead of blindly escaping. If it is delayed until tomorrow, Miss Wraith's employment period will be over, and Mr. Reid may not be willing to wait. Such a long time.

At this moment, he saw slight movement coming from the container not far away.

This made Klein tense for a moment. Using the strong physical coordination brought by the clown sequence, he changed his position without making a sound and pointed the muzzle of the revolver over there.

Click——

The door of the container was pushed open, and an unkempt homeless man walked out of the container.

"Huh?" Klein's heart beat slightly faster. Although homeless people are not uncommon in this abandoned dock, and many homeless people use containers as shelter from the wind and rain, is this timing too coincidental?

Klein turned on his spiritual vision and looked at the other party carefully.

In the spiritual vision, the color of the opponent's etheric body is very dim, and the inner astral body reveals a desperate and sad mood.

An ordinary person indeed.

Klein frowned. He could predict that if he took action later, the homeless man might not be spared and would definitely be affected by the battle.

Although he was just a homeless man who no one cared about even if he died, Klein still felt a little uncomfortable if he died because of his own reasons.

"We have to find a way to get rid of him."

Klein thought this, but did not move. Good intentions would not make him lose his mind and ignore possible dangers.

Especially at this delicate time.

He instinctively pinched the penny and began to think silently in his mind.

"He is not an assassin."

"He is not an assassin."

"."

After seven times, Klein flipped the coin.

Right side up.

This is consistent with the results seen by spiritual vision.

At this time, a figure wearing a black palace dress suddenly emerged from the container next to it and floated towards the homeless man.

It's Miss Wraith.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief. Miss Wraith was able to possess and control the opponent's body. This was indeed a good way to make the opponent leave silently.

In fact, Miss Wraith Soul did the same thing. Without the Tramp noticing, her body overlapped with that of the other party. Then, Klein saw that the Tramp stiffened. It was obvious that Miss Wraith Soul had taken over his body. of control.

But what happened next was beyond Klein's expectation. Under the control of Miss Wraith, the homeless man raised his hands, directly grabbed his neck, and slowly exerted force.

"Miss Wraith Soul is going to silence her?" Klein was stunned. This kind of thing is not surprising. For extraordinary people, the lives of ordinary people are insignificant.

But Klein immediately realized that if Miss Wraith wanted to kill the other party, she could do it in an instant without the hassle of possession.

"Is she testing it too?" Klein suddenly realized.

Different from direct divination by herself, the method used by Miss Resentful Soul is simpler and cruder.

As expected, anyone who can continue on the path of transcendence is cautious.

Klein then stood still and stared at the homeless man. The man's dirty face turned purple due to suffocation, but there was no sign of breaking free from Miss Wraith's control.

At the moment when death was about to come, Miss Wraith let go of her hand.

Then, she controlled the homeless man's body and walked slowly towards the distance.

"This is the best." Klein was somewhat pleased that the abilities of this resentful lady were indeed very practical in certain situations.

"There shouldn't be any other ordinary people around."

Looking at the homeless man's back, Klein suddenly felt something was wrong.

"etc--"

"If the assassin wants to take action, while Miss Wraith is controlling the homeless man, now should be the best time!"

As soon as this idea came up, Klein suddenly felt horrified, and his spirituality also started to give frantic warnings at this time.

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain! The homeless man is just a bait!"

He jumped to the side without hesitation. At the same time, the container next to him suddenly fell apart, and the pouring liquid exploded towards Klein's original location.

Zizzi.

The sound of the iron container being corroded was heard endlessly. Klein used the extremely sensitive sense of balance and control brought by the clown sequence to stabilize his body. He stood on top of another container and suddenly discovered the liquid. It's actually blood.

"The assassin has been lurking next to me! How is that possible?"

"Did they know in advance that I would be here? Divination? Or some other supernatural ability?"

It was too late to think further. Klein instinctively raised the revolver and quickly pulled the trigger. Several enchanted bullets shot towards the figure emerging from the container with brilliance.

The figure did not dodge, but rushed over directly, allowing all the bullets to penetrate into the body.

Only then did Klein see the other person's face clearly. He was a man two meters tall, wearing a black priest uniform, with slightly curly light yellow hair and dark brown eyes like a beast.

The flesh and blood squirmed on the opponent's arms, and accompanied by the foul smell of blood, the opponent arrived in front of the door in an instant.

"Sequence 7, even Sequence 6!"

Klein realized this with shock, and then realized that he would never be able to fight the opponent in close combat.

Relying on the crisis premonition of the clown sequence, Klein narrowly avoided one blow after another. He lowered his waist in a weird posture and landed under the container. The sun emblem on his left chest was activated, and a dazzling light beam was generated. It directly enveloped the man.

Klein didn't look at the results. He spread his legs and ran wildly in the direction of Miss Wraith.

Obviously, Miss Wraith has also noticed the situation here. She has emerged from the homeless man's body, her figure is looming, jumping among the mirrors arranged on each container in advance, and soon passed Tang Sen , and then plunged into the tall man's body.

The tall man froze immediately, then raised his hands and broke his neck cleanly.

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and stopped.

Miss Wraith Soul is still reliable, and she is worthy of being a strong Sequence 5 person. She instantly killed this assassin who was incomparable to her in just one face-to-face encounter.

"But is it just an assassination of this level?" Klein did not let down his guard, his thoughts were racing: "Impossible, since the devil predicted my death, then I will definitely appear, and even Miss Wraith Soul can't resist it. enemy."

"There are still people lurking nearby!"

At this moment, a horrified scream interrupted Klein's thoughts. He turned his head suddenly and saw the homeless man staring at the scene in front of him as if he had just woken up from a dream. His mouth opened wide and he was so frightened. sit on the floor.

"Get out of here, quickly-"

Before Klein could finish his words, he suddenly saw the homeless man's head suddenly rising into the sky, and his blood was surging like a fountain.

His pupils shrank suddenly, he quickly backed away and shouted:

"Miss Wraith!"

But an icy chill hit him, and he found that a pair of pale hands had pinched his neck.

Klein turned his head and saw the pale face of Miss Wraith and the strong murderous intent in her eyes that seemed to be overflowing.

There is still one today.