Nightmare Attack - v3 Chapter 1132 see off

"I understand." No. 1 wearing a gray cloak nodded his chin, with a rare tangled expression on his face, "Things like No. 5 will never happen again."

Hearing that No. 5 was mentioned, Lin Wan'er's brows frowned slightly, but soon, it returned to normal, "The matter of No. 5 has nothing to do with you, it's my fault, I thought that according to his ability, at least his safety could be ensured. "

"I just need him to find the car and get on it, so as to confirm the location of the car and mark the landing point for your portal." Lin Wan'er let out a sigh of relief, "But I didn't expect that he would never leave the car again. Get the car down."

"No. 5's combat capability is far less than you and No. 6, but in terms of self-protection ability, you are not as good as him."

No. 5 has already died in the domain of the old president. This has become a reality. It is meaningless to say more. No. 1 nodded and skipped this unpleasant topic. The most important thing now is to find out To kill No. 10's killer, and... the implementation of the death plan.

"I..." No. 1 paused, looking a little embarrassed, "Sir, I want to take a look at No. 10, don't worry, I'll take a look and leave immediately afterward, so that I won't be found."

"No." Lin Wan'er was firm, but after a while, she seemed to think of something, and her tone slowed down again, "Now your task is the death plan. As for protecting No. 10 and tracking down the murderer, I will arrange for others to go. You can be assured."

"This time is different from the past. Now, there is not only No. 10, but also a law enforcement officer in the field of the old president. Even if you have such ability, it is not so easy to get close to No. 10 without knowing it. , and once there is a misunderstanding, it is very difficult for you to escape.”

"According to No. 6 analysis, Wu's control over Xia Tan's door has far exceeded our expectations, and he seems to have mastered a way to fight against that power." Lin Wan'er's voice contained a hint of doubt, "Recently, he has He devoured many doors, even some weird ones, but it didn't affect him much, and he didn't fall into despair or on the verge of a nervous breakdown."

"Also, his interest in Zero is also waning. I mean he is learning to restrain his lust, and it is very effective." After a pause, Lin Wan'er continued: "He... is becoming more and more like A person, a real person."

Wen Yan No. 1 was silent for a moment. For a disciple like him, the horror of the Weird Gate is not entirely in its power, but also in its uncontrollability.

As far as this door in his body is concerned, he has been eroded into nothing but a ghost. If the night watchman hadn't helped him reshape his body, his current appearance would be even more terrifying than a ghost.

The things in the Weird Gate are not emotional, and likewise, there is almost no communication.

All they want is to devour other doors and use the fastest and most direct way to erode their hosts.

This is how No. 4 died. When he died, he looked so miserable. His entire face was rotted away, revealing his bones. This was his door, the last gift left to him.

No. 1 stood up slowly and whispered, "It's too late, I should go back."

Lin Wan'er stared at No. 1's face and nodded lightly after a few seconds. She didn't know if she would have another chance to meet again after this time.

After all, at the end of the plan of death, No. 1 needed to lead dozens or hundreds of high-level disciples who were on the verge of getting out of control into the domain of the old president at the same time. In theory, there was almost no chance of him surviving.

No. 1 is also clear about this. Before the mission started, Lin Wan'er made it very clear to him that she would never hide this kind of thing.

"What will happen if I don't go?" No. 1 asked a long time ago after a moment of silence.

"I will tell the above truthfully, but the people around them don't have this ability, so this matter will probably fall on our heads. If you don't go, I will ask others." Lin Wan'er was also frank.

"If you don't press his head, No. 2 may not agree, but No. 3 is different. As long as you speak, even if you want him to kill all the senior members of the Night Watch, he will go." No. 1 smiled. .

Lin Wan'er was noncommittal, such a question was also a kind of torture for her, but the arrow was on the string, so she had to say that No. 1 was the most suitable candidate. If he didn't go, then she would find No. 2 and No. 3 to talk about it.

"When does the mission start?" No. 1 asked.

"The sooner the better."

"That's it." No. 1 nodded and commented at the same time: "No. 2 is too thief, he is too smooth, he has learned from little 13. As for No. 3..." No. 1's mind came up with that abstinence. Shi's face, he couldn't help rubbing his face and smiled bitterly: "It's okay for you to let him preach and teach, but let him be an undercover agent, I can't imagine that he can act."

"What else do you need me to do for you?" Lin Wan'er asked: "If you have any requirements, you can tell me. If I can't do it, I will report it to the top."

"I'm not familiar with the above, sir." Number 1 shook his head.

"Then I'll gather everyone together tomorrow and have a meal together." Lin Wan'er said, "It's just like seeing you off."

No. 1 patted his forehead when he heard the words, and said contradictly: "No! I'm here to complete the mission, not to die. I'm still thinking of coming back to eat the wedding wine of No. 6 and No. 7. I really don't know that Chenran's wedding day. What a scene it would be."

"You'll know when you see it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Lin Wan'er said, "By the way, you have such a good relationship with No. 4, do you have nothing to say to him?"

Wen Yan No. 1 really stopped, showing a thoughtful expression. After a while, he nodded, "You said that, indeed, I really have something to trouble him."

"I'll bring you a message." Lin Wan'er looked at him and said.

"Mr. Trouble, tell him that if one day he is fortunate enough to attend my funeral, please be sure to preside over my funeral, and arrange for someone to shout No. 1 funeral day three times in front of my tombstone, and then help me Set off some firecrackers."

"The funeral is best at night, because I like red fireworks. It's better for everyone to be there and let me leave in a hurry."

The memory was fleeting, and No. 1 pulled the brim of his hat downwards, blocking his red eyes, "After all... let him take the lead."

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Banyan City.

A small studio that is not very conspicuous, but is crouching.

Fatty and Jiang Cheng sat facing each other, and the two ate the breakfast that Fatty bought.

Fatty was not in the mood to eat, because all his attention was now on Jiang Cheng's neck. There was a slender red rope on it, and under the red rope, there was a delicate bell.