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"Is there a problem with this person?"

"I don't know, maybe there is."

"ha?"

"If something is abnormal, it is a monster. His reaction is wrong." Without even a look, he let the corpse fall aside, and the crow stepped over directly. "No matter whether he is under the control of the other party, I don't have time to entangle him now, and I don't want to be dragged here by him. Then just think that he has a problem, anyway, there is a greater possibility of a problem."

"It's really hasty." Baron Chalinjie said this, but his reaction was exactly the same as the crow, just like a model lying on the ground, following the crow after passing the corpse. "He is a believer in our church, and he was killed casually, and the corpse was thrown on the ground, where is our church?"

"Then stop and collect the body for him." The crow sneered without looking back, "I didn't stop him."

"Mr. I'm decisive." The two old mages' eyes had not changed, and they crossed the sides of the corpse one left and one right. "Did you learn it from Ms. Mi Xin?"

"Our boss is much gentler than me. She even puts a napkin on her napkins and lights candlelight when she eats people. Maybe she will play a few light music with her meals when she is interested."

"Ah!" A scream came from the door of the side box. It was the passenger in the box who heard something outside and hurriedly opened the door. After opening the door, he saw the scene of the dead body falling down at the first glance, and instinctively let out a scream. However, as soon as the scream came out, he blocked it back with his hands, because the second glance he saw the murderer who committed the public was walking towards his position, and suddenly stopped, holding two pistols, one black and one white, in his hands, and the black muzzle pointed at him along the scream.

"A clever reaction, I saved my life. Remember to thank the Lord of Steel when I went back to pray." The two pistols turned into two balls of source energy and disappeared from their hands. When they appeared again, they had already returned to the holster at their waist. The crow dusted off the dust that did not exist on their hands and said arrogantly, "The special troops of the Church's Judicial Hall are handling cases. If they don't want to participate in the Judicial Hall Water Prison half-life tour, they will shut their mouths. They will say whatever they want when they get out of the car, but if anyone talks too much now, I don't mind driving the secret execution right."

As silent as a cicada, the passenger in the private room tried to squeeze out a smile that was even worse than crying, and closed the door tremblingly. As for whether he would wash his pants immediately after closing the door or cover himself with a quilt first and tremble for a few hours before washing his pants, it was not within the scope of the crow's consideration, because he said not only to the overly curious passengers, but also to the other three waiters in the corridor.

Before, when Baron Swin showed Sir Clint's emblem, the three waiters were consciously not going to ask, but now it's different. Although they don't know why their colleagues have to go up even though they see the emblem, they can't sit still when they see it, and seeing that their colleagues were twisted in front of them, they couldn't sit still and watch. The three looked at each other. Although they were quite afraid, they still came forward on their own initiative. One of them subconsciously turned on the communicator in his ear, but soon gave up the attempt to contact the security department with a sad face.

"Special forces of the Church's Judgment Hall?"

Before they could take a few steps forward, the three waiters heard these words from the crow's words. The worried waiters suddenly felt relieved because they knew that they would not have to risk their lives to intervene.

The special troops of the Judicial Hall have always been a mysterious institution with a subtle reputation in the eyes of ordinary people. The more mysterious it is, the more exaggerated the rumors among the people. It is said that each of them has a murder quota. As long as the number is within the quota, they can directly execute the selected target without trial. In the eyes of the people, this is a group of extremely terrifying spies. When they handle a case, it is natural to avoid them far away and will never be held accountable by the headquarters. Since this is the case, it is still his own life. As for the dead colleague, just pretend that he has fallen asleep by himself.

The thoughts and performances of these people were in line with the crow's psychological expectations. It was worth noting that he would bring out the name of the church judgement hall to scare people, but the crow was still disappointed, because the three waiters were obviously scared, but they still pointed at the four of them from afar, and didn't say a complete word in their mouths.

Cha Linjie and the two old masters also found it quite strange. Although the special forces had never had any secret execution power and the spies had no killing limit, the people and ordinary nobles were easily frightened by such remarks, and it was impossible for them to come up to interrogate them again. Therefore, they did not understand why these three waiters had such great courage to point at them.

Wait, something is wrong. Although the waiters are pointing to this side, the specific direction seems to be not the four of them, it seems to be...

"Corps, corpse..." The waiters stammered and said in full, "Why did you stand up? It turns out that you didn't kill him."

"Huh?" At this moment, these dark professionals showed their special features. None of the four looked back. The crow exploded into a clone of source energy with a bang, scattering in noise. However, his body had quietly escaped into the shadow. Only a source energy that could not find its source remains in the physical world. Looking ahead and suddenly behind, the position was vague, which not only made possible enemies unable to judge, but even the other people who were temporarily in the same line could only rely on source energy to judge his specific position.

The other three people's movements were not slower than those of the crow, and the three of them rushed forward without deciding their heads at the same time.

Within a few steps, there was a sound of gear friction in Chalinjie's body, and then his left hand suddenly fell off. From the broken mouth of his wrist, a small six-barrel beam machine gun stretched out. The inside of the machine gun was buzzing, and devastating energy began to gather in the six barrels. The other hand was not idle either. His arm shook, and a narrow and long stinging sword slipped down his hand from his cuff. The sting sword and the machine gun pointed at the same target, which were the three waiters in a dull state.

Of course, he did not launch an attack. He just rushed to the front and forced the three of them to the corner to take care of them, so as not to have a few unstable factors appear among the three. As for the things behind him, it is not necessary to discuss and know that there are naturally others responsible for handling them. Each person performs his duties as the best cooperation.

Yes, naturally, there are other people who deal with it, such as the two mage barons.

Swin and Borenk, after two old mages rushed forward a few steps to widen the distance, a phantom of a differential machine appeared behind their bodies. As the switch buttons on the phantom were automatically run, several complex spell arrays were added out of thin air. More than 40 steam guns poked their heads out of the array and pointed at the location of the corpse. Until then, one of the two old mages stopped and turned around and carefully observed what was born behind them. The other, back to back, stared at the three confused waiters like Cha Linjie.
Chapter completed!