Reborn Noble Prisoner

, really left some traces of embarrassment, and pulled out the saber pierced in the shoulder blade with a backhand. , and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Sinuo who was on the ground on one knee.

Xiao Sinuo stared at him, waved him away mercilessly, stood up slowly, and wiped the corners of his mouth with slightly bent fingers.

Wes suddenly asked, "Do you know why I want to kill you?"

Xiao Sinuo turned his eyes to look at him, laughed without emotion, and said very cooperatively, "Why?"

Weiss raised his lips and smiled, smiling like a pair of phoenix and ink, he took a deep breath, the tip of the knife made a circle on the ground, and his tone eased: "Because... I love you so much. "

"Pfft——" Leswo spit out the mouthful of wine that he had just poured into his mouth. He was enjoying watching the play, but suddenly faced with such a bloody dialogue, no one could calm down.

He put down his wine glass and glanced sideways at Lin Xi. Mr. Lin was carefree, and smiled at him while touching his chin with his finger: "This tells us that we may not be able to guess the ending just by seeing the beginning."

"To the point." Leswo took the snow-white towel handed over by Snow Wolf casually, wiped the corners of his lips, and then wiped his fingers carefully one by one, "I suddenly felt that I was fooled again. This kind of It felt really bad, like a woman waking up the first morning after her virginity to realize that her so-called wedding was just the first day of being sold."

"Really?" Lin Xi couldn't help laughing, "It's really a vivid and interesting metaphor."

Leswo shook his head with a sigh: "My words have always been closer to the truth. Can you deny that during this short period of watching the play, no one has secretly tampered with it?"

Lin Xi spread her hands sincerely with a smile: "When it comes to business, sincerity is very important."

Lord Lesvo smiled hypocritically like a vixen, glanced at Lin Xi, and suddenly raised his chin in the direction of the corridor outside the door to signal: "My bargaining chips seem to have been taken away, and this business can still be negotiated ?"

The half-open door was kicked open, Qian Daorin waved his hand cleanly, several men in prison guard uniforms rushed in, a humanoid package wrapped tightly in a sack was thrown to the ground, Qian Daolin Dao Ren stepped forward, pulled out his saber, and slashed the sack with the tip of the knife, revealing half of a blindfolded face. After a brief look, it was the Army Chief Lu Zongnan who was accidentally imprisoned by Lesvo.

Lin Xi tapped her slender fingers, seemingly satisfied: "Lesvo, I'm still very interested except that the life of the army commander can't be your bargaining chip."

"Oh? For example?" Leswo raised the corners of his eyes with a half-smile.

"For example..." Lin Xi pondered for a while, staring at Qiandaoren, that iceberg ghost animal man with a playful smile, and said slowly, "For example, D, such as Xiao Sinuo, I am very interested, maybe I more than you know..."

The author has something to say: the next chapter starts to enter the third part "Blood and Fire", almost taking the route of RPG breakthrough, all the way to the last chapter, and then HE.

54

54 silver cross...

Four years ago, Church of Light.

The blood of the prophets and saints, and all the slain on earth, is seen here.

There are no dome vaults that symbolize the kingdom of heaven, no grotesque colored rose windows, solid and thick fair-faced concrete, and a dark space that is almost isolated from the world. The golden sunlight pours in from the horizontal and vertical cross openings on the wall, creating a pitch-black space. There is a ray of light in the middle, between the overlapping of light and shadow, there is a kind of reality that can see the coming of the Holy Spirit.

The church was quiet, and the Holy Mass had long ended. The priest in black priestly uniform stood in front of the altar and prayed silently. Pious congratulations.

"Is it still useful to pray to God at this time, Lesvo?" D Ye walked in with the complacent Fujiwara Sato, his eyes swept around lightly, only the echo echoed in the empty church, making the eardrums tremble.

Satisfied, Satoshi Fujiwara laughed twice, the sound of leather boots kicking on the wooden floor was unhurried, and even stepped into a rhythm.

How can you not be happy?One of the top arms giants was trapped by him in Japan, unable to move, and even retreated to such a place. This kind of taste and pleasure can not only be exchanged for a few golden routes?

"Long time no see, Mr. Fujiwara." A pervert always has a perverted way of doing things. Even if the muzzle of a gun is pointed at the forehead, he can still be so calm and unconscious. This is indeed admirable.

Against the sunlight, the face of the man on the altar was blurred by the light and shadow, and he gave a deep laugh. It was a very gorgeous voice, like a diamond wrapped in black velvet and polished to sharp edges and corners. Sharp texture: "Humility and a contrite heart are always most useful before God."

Leswo lightly fiddled with the silver cross in his hand, glanced sideways at them, and then smiled, "Didn't you also come to confess to God?"

"Of course not. I'm here to hear your last words." The other party's eyes were burning, and he smiled very contentedly.

"That's a pity." Leswo didn't change his face, holding the cross with his fingers and kissing his lips lightly, "Our Father in heaven will always protect the pious people on the earth, and those who believe in the Lord will have eternal life. Don't you do you know?"

"Just because of you, a hypocrite?" The underworld godfather of country J raised the corners of his mouth mockingly.

Leswo adjusted his neat black priest uniform and said politely: "Believers do not distinguish between true and false, as long as they believe, the purpose of religion will be achieved."

"Your unreasonable reasoning is as terrifying as your greedy ambition." The other party stared at him, and said slowly with a sneer, "Therefore, only if you can't hear it or see it can make people feel at ease."

"People who are not good at listening to the truth often end in misfortune." Leswo shook his head with regret, and Leswo's extraordinarily warm smile suddenly showed a hint of abnormality, "Language is a profound art, Mr. Fujiwara, You should try to figure it out, at least, when you die, you won’t greet God with a too foolish attitude.”

Fujiwara glared at him sullenly for a while, and suddenly laughed with his hands behind his back: "Where do you think you are? Japan! This is Japan! I want you to die, can you not die?"

When he said this, the gun in D Ye's hand was already on Leswo's head, and the light of the silver cross pierced his eyes brightly, but the other party's face was still relaxed, and he even smiled a little jokingly.

"Lesvo, we have always cooperated happily, but you broke the rules first. You can't just set foot in Japan's territory. If you want to get involved, you have to leave something here!" The other party's patience has obviously been overwhelmed. Leswo's tepid nonsense was almost worn out, with a cold look in his eyes, he waved his hand fiercely, and ordered, "Give him a good time!"

The muzzle of the gun reached the temple along the brow bone.

"Where does Boss want to make a hole?" D Ye laughed sarcastically.

"There are not too many holes in my body, and I don't need them anywhere." Leswo didn't move rashly under the gunpoint, only pursed his lips slightly, and looked at D with a half-smile, his slightly deep words seemed to be bewitching , "The loyalty of the saints is worthy of commendation, but the blood of redemption should be left to the Lord, because salvation, glory and power belong to God forever."

"Should I say 'Amen'?" D Ye held the gun but didn't do it for a long time. He stepped on the thick-soled high boots on the altar behind Lesvo, and smiled slightly.

Seeing that Fujiwara Sasuke's face became ugly and fierce, Leswo's mood became more and more joyful, and suddenly he pinched the cross in his hand and scratched it lightly on his chest twice, and said softly: "For the sake of the Savior's sins, the saints, Get a new comeback with this. The Lord is behind you, don't you say 'Hallelujah' to Him?"

As soon as the last sentence came out, Fujiwara Zuo obviously heard something was wrong, and pulled out the gun suddenly, but the next second, the voice of the other party disappeared under the sound of two gunshots.

D Ye shot very quickly and accurately, without looking back, a shot passed, hit the forehead, the center of the brow turned red, and the person fell down.

"Hallelujah." A very cold sentence, without any unnecessary change in expression, glanced at Lesvo, "The show is over."

Two gunshots were fired, one shot was aimed at Satoshi Fujiwara, and the other shot directly crashed into the concrete wall, causing a crack in the wall to come out.

With a cold snort, he lowered his head and wiped his gun: "Snow Wolf, don't point your guy at me, just shoot the gun away, and be careful that I accidentally blow someone's head off."

Leswo laughed twice, and waved his hand towards the shadows where there was no movement: "Come out, Snow Wolf."

D Ye didn't even look at it, staring at Fujiwara Sa's body and said: "What do you want to do? It's easy to kill him, do you need to arrange such a stupid and boring scene?"

"No, no, it's not stupid or boring at all." Lesvo smiled pervertedly, a black priest's robe and a cross in his hand made this man full of profanity and sin, "Come on, let me show you some Interesting stuff."

Walking out of the church, the promenade was stained with blood, and the holes swept by the bullets almost cut off half of the stone pillars. There were not many of Fujiwara's men and horses left. With a few bullets from the wolf, several prisoners who were kneeling on the ground were dealt with cleanly.

Following Lesvo to a warehouse-like house, when the door opened, D Ye was slightly taken aback by the scene inside—dozens of people were still on the ground with black cloths covering their heads and hands and feet tied behind their backs. The guns were aimed at those people, and it seemed that as long as an order was given, the opponents could be swept away instantly