After so long on a business trip, Roger was a little tired. He found a place to solve the problem of stomach problems and went home.

It was already midnight when I got home. After I put the car into my storage space, I opened the door and pushed it in.

After entering the door, a knife suddenly fell from it and hit Roger on the head.

"Oh~ Which bastard, hit me with the handle of the knife?" Roger glared.

I picked up the fruit knife on the ground. Since the handle of the fruit knife is heavier than the blade body, and the position may be incorrect when placed, so when it falls, the handle of the knife will naturally drop first with gravity. Besides, the blade body will drop first.

It may not necessarily kill Roger.........

The handle of the knife? In the dark corner, the puppet man quietly showed his head and looked at it, then showed a hint of anger. He was very angry at the failure of the assassination, and then began to look forward to Roger continuing to move forward because it also prepared other mechanisms.

"Oh, who is the bastard who has hidden my broken trap here." Roger cursed and picked up a broken trap. This one was broken by the time warriors last time, and then Roger left it directly in the grocery pile. I don't know who took it out and put it here.

"Hey, was there a thief?" Roger sniffed, and suddenly smelled a different smell on his nose. He turned to look at the bathroom.

There was a smell of blood from the corpse.

He took out the shotgun and walked in carefully, opened the door and took a look.

It turned out that there was a man in black clothes lying on the ground.

It's a bit like a ninja, the only difference is that the other party has a bag behind his back.

A corner of the bag was exposed, and there were so many time bombs, c4.

Roger: ".........."

He pulled down the other party's masked face, his eyes wide open, his eyes full of fear, as if he had seen something, Qikong's ferocious bloodshed, but his hands tightly pinched his neck. Obviously, Qikong's bleeding was not the last cause of death, but died of insufficient oxygen.

I accidentally glanced at the mirror in the bathroom and found that there was a little girl in a skirt standing inside the mirror. Her pale face was comparable to the filter beauty and her eyes were all dark.

The little girl stared at Roger straight, then slowly began to bleed in the seven holes, feeling a cold energy behind her body slowly extending and then began to lock her neck...

Good guy, there is only one truth, the murderer turned out to be his new housekeeper.

"Okay, stop making trouble, hurry back to your doll,

Otherwise, I will suck your ass." Roger turned his head,

The evil spirit flames lit up in his eyes.

Said to the Angebel doll standing behind him.

Angiber doll felt the breath of natural enemies and slowly dissipated into the air.

It seems that the butler is brainless and doesn't know that he is its owner, but he actually attacks him. Fortunately, he has it and the house is saved. He casually takes the enemy's body into the storage space, and there is a large pack of C4, which makes Roger feel a little unsafe.

The killer ran into his home, obviously intending to load a bomb and kill him.

But the other party didn't expect that he even hired a housekeeper, Angie Bell doll, and then the other party accidentally took a look in the bathroom and was killed by the doll.

"It seems like I have to find a way to change to a new house." Roger murmured to himself, otherwise he would be so annoyed that no one would want to sleep until the middle of the night and be blown into ashes by a rpg.

Just as Roger muttered to himself in the bathroom, a hideous smile appeared on the puppet's face. He picked up a hair dryer and threw it on the bathroom floor because the water in the bathroom was not closed, and the ground was full of water, and the water was conductive.

"Hmm?" Hearing the sound of something falling, Roger turned his head and saw the figure of the little dwarf at the door flashing by. After thinking for a moment, he never raised cats and dogs in his home. Needless to say, it must be the puppet person who he borrowed from others to watch on a whim.

"Pinocchio, come out for me. Don't think I don't know if I run away. Why don't you throw a hair dryer on the ground?" Roger picked up the hair dryer that fell to the ground, then picked up a towel and wiped the water.

"If it is soaked in water, I can't use it. I'll just ask."

Well? The puppet hiding in the dark looked question-marked, why wasn't the other party electrocuted?

After Roger wiped it clean, he turned on the switch and a warm air blew out from inside.

Fortunately, I was not damaged by this puppet person.

The puppet looked annoyed and was only concerned about how to kill the owner. He forgot that the switch of the hair dryer had not turned on yet, but it didn't matter, it still had a way, there were opportunities.

Just as it was hiding in the cabinet and planning its next murder, the cabinet was pulled open and then caught with a big hand.

Then Roger pulled off its pants, sneered and stretched out his middle finger, and bounced it at the little brother under its crotch for more than a dozen times. Roger didn't let it go until it turned red with his naked eyes.

"Next time I dare to assassinate me, and I'll shoot me twenty times. Also, the house needs to be cleaned up, did you hear it?"

The puppet man was still motionless, as if he was a real puppet. Roger was too lazy to play the wood man game with the other party, so he put it back into the cabinet after playing.

This wood is also an evil object, but it seems to have a little wisdom, but it is not very smart. See if it can be trained to become a qualified erhat. Even if the Angie Bell doll is forgot, although that thing is strong, it obviously has no brains and cannot communicate.

After playing the puppet, Roger washed it casually and then went upstairs to sleep. After Roger went upstairs, the puppet began to show a hint of angry expression, and it wanted to take revenge.

In the middle of the night, Roger fell asleep. He knocked on the fruit knife, then came to the head of the bed, pierced Roger's heart on the quilt, then opened his wooden mouth, showed a hideous smile, and went downstairs with satisfaction.

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The next morning, when Roger woke up, he just opened his eyes and saw a fruit knife inserted into his quilt.

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Needless to say, it must have been done by the puppet man. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he would only take twenty times to the blink of an eyebrow, and he would never show any mercy.

"Lao Lei, I want to buy weapons, not those used for exorcism, but guns, plus grenades and c4." Roger, who was holding a cocktail in the bar, said to the boss's bearded Lao Lei.

He lost money after taking no firepower. This time he wanted to buy more pistols in this country, and they were available everywhere, but legal ones needed some gun licenses.

And illegal...

If an illegal gun is just one or two, it is easy to buy, but Roger wants a huge number and it is more difficult. Roger has tried it and his limit is to control about 100 Azu clones. If he can barely control it to about 15.

After all, clones are different from buildings, and buildings cannot move or think, and clones are largely like living people.

Although you can beat the ghost knight even if you transform into a fire skull, it is too conspicuous, so it's better to be a vest.

"How much do you want?" Lao Lei, the bearded man, looked surprised. Roger rarely bought guns. Not only him, but all exorcists are like this. One or two guns are enough.

"Risks, 150, pistols, and there are also grenades and bullets, so you can buy as much as you can." Then Roger took out his remaining savings, and his savings of less than one million, and now he became a pauper again.

But it's okay. After destroying the Handicraft Association, it is estimated that there will be a lot of money, and they will definitely have a lot of illegal income.

"Good guy, it's almost $900,000. If you buy so many guns, you won't be planning to rob the bank." Lao Lei, the bearded man, looked at the bag of money given by Roger and swallowed.

It’s not his surprise, you should know that guns in this country are very cheap. You can buy a brand new pistol with a knife of 200 US dollars, or even one for a black market of 100. The supermarket even sways and sells bullets of various calibers on racks.

It can be said that you can buy anything except high-level bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets.

"Just buy me a practical one. AK47 seems to be good. You need more bullets. Remember to need some powerful grenades and C4. By the way, do you have explosive packs? Grenades are going to have two." Roger planned to come with a personal bomb. The projection clone is not a physical body. When it is made, a bomb is buried in his body, which he should be able to do.

"You won't really want to rob the bank, right? Then I dare not sell it to you, otherwise I won't want to get on with the FBI in New York." Lao Lei asked suspiciously. A large-scale gun case would definitely check the source of arms, and it would be a big trouble if he was investigated.

"I want information about the joining party, so it's best to know where their nest is."

"Uh, are you going to deal with the Shouhehui?" Lao Lei said in surprise, "Have Shouhehui offended you? I heard that they are not easy to mess with. There are many talented people in the organization, and they seem to have been in New York for a long time, so it is not easy to hit them."

Roger waved his hand and looked disdainful: "The mainland hotel is causing trouble for me, and I just dismantled it. What can I do if one hand can do? Just help me get the arms. I'll come here tomorrow. As for the reason, these guys are not good people."

Then Roger told the bearded Lao Lei about what he saw, blinding foreign workers, abducting and selling homeless people, and all turned into blind people and mute people and threw them on the death assembly line to make laundry supplies.

In the end, when the workers couldn't work, they threw them out and killed them, and their methods were inhumane.

"Good guy, I know they sell laundry supplies, but I have never heard of the other party's methods so cruel. I support you. The guns are ready tomorrow, and I will call you."

"Ok, that's it."

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In a dark conference room, five people were gathering for a meeting, and one of them turned out to be Mrs. Gao, who had just died.

The other party looked like he was dead at this time, and his bursting head and heart were intact.

"Madam Gao, you used a lot of keels for your resurrection this time. Remember to give it to me." One of the black shadows said to Mrs. Gao.

"I understand, I will give it back to you as much as possible, stingy." Mrs. Gao looked gloomy.
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