I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

"Sir, I think Miss Vanessa's memory is very beneficial to us." Lester approached Li Lin and whispered, "Are you going to do this?"

"Good answer, I don't know."

Li Lin retorted loudly with dead fish eyes, like a crying child, "Isn't this something you are in charge of? How do I know what to do if such an inexplicable thing is stuffed in my face?"

Lester's lips trembled, not knowing whether he was trying to hide something or something else.

"Nah, nah, please trust me. After all, Oh Lewa is also Mina-san's guardian."

During the conversation that destroyed the atmosphere, Li Lin walked away, leaving only Lester, who took a deep breath, and Vanessa, who was somewhat unbelievable.

After taking a deep breath to calm his mind, Lester turned around and regained his calm Sima face: "I'm sorry, but that's the nature of sir, if you can't accept it, you can leave Algiers as soon as possible, sir. won't care."

The blush on Vanessa's face faded little by little, and a cold color appeared in her eyes, but this color was not the reflection of the blade, but more similar to the indifference after staring at the pain.

Pain is also one of the domains of cups, and even in the domain of Si Chen Chi Cup, pain ranks before temptation.

"Ah... I understand, Mr. Lester from the battlefield." Vanessa tapped her lips with her finger, showing a narrow smile, "You also love the Lord like me, right? ?”

Lester's breathing was a little heavy, and he frowned: "Don't think that I think the same as you, I don't have those unreasonable thoughts about my husband."

"Really, I don't believe it."

Vanessa's eyes fluttered: "Otherwise, why did you say such a thing? Is it because my arrival makes you unable to monopolize the Lord? Mr. Lester is really greedy."

"Enough." Lester turned cold, "Don't use your thoughts to speculate on me."

"Really?" Vanessa looked directly into Leicester's eyes, "but if I really leave now, there will only be a turbulent Algiers left behind, and the Lord will lose a humble servant, a great servant." The Lord of God naturally wouldn't care about these things...but isn't what you are doing just above the authority of the Lord?"

Lester was silent. For the first time, he faced this young girl who was easily brainwashed by the governor and later became his mistress and container.

He realized where the spontaneous contempt in his heart came from—it was he who followed Mr. and saw Vanessa's weakest and most helpless side from her side, so he underestimated her in every possible way.

You can take it lightly, sir, because behind him are the immortals, the named ones and even Si Chen. With just a few minutes of thinking, he devised a plan to make Governor Roland desperate, overthrowing the two major political forces in Algiers in one fell swoop, and then casually killed him. Giving Vanessa new life.

But not Leicester.

Because he is Li Lin's believer, he is the black glove of the husband, and the sword that handles trivial matters for the husband.

If Mr. hadn't recast himself from confusion and difficulty, wouldn't he have fallen into Roland's snare just like Vanessa?Became the servant of Said one after another, and finally turned into a chain without emotion, ushering in a bleak end in a dark life.

Or die in a deserted alley, or die under a dark gun in the back, or...

Lester suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Sorry, I was the one who made a slip of the tongue...you do it well." Lester hurried out after leaving this sentence.

Vanessa looked at Lester's leaving back and suddenly showed a beautiful smile.

"It seems that this Mr. Leicester is not as difficult to get along with as I imagined... If so, let's serve the Lord together."

She stretched, walked a few steps in the room, and came to the open door.

There was still some hesitation on Vanessa's face that hadn't faded away, but soon, the hesitation turned into firmness.

She strode towards the gentle night with lights, as if she was embracing her own light.

......

After returning to the villa in the rich area, Xing Mo complained.

"So there's nothing wrong with me and Mr. Apple." Xing Tie seemed to have a bit of sea breeze on her body, "I thought you guys would really burn Algiers to ashes... If you know, I will go with Wilding to support it."

Wilding seemed to have just come back. She took off her bowler hat and put it on the coffee table. There was some dust on her boots, and her face was full of exhaustion.

"Just in case." As the only person with a brain in the team, Wilding was responsible for the scheduling and actual operation of the entire plan, "At that time we must abandon Algiers, and the angry signer will Drag the whole city into the woodland."

To counteract this influence, mere lamps or lights are useless, so there is only a conflagration sweeping through the city, burning down the shadows from the woodlands with intense casting.

Just like they did in Rostock.

Naturally, in that situation, Roland will definitely not be able to survive, and Li Lin's teleportation candle is suspected to be produced by the woods. Who knows what unknowable changes will happen?

At that time, Xing Tie's ship will be their retreat.

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"Well, that's about the same." Xing Tiao proudly puffed up his bare chest, "So we are the safety valve."

As a safety valve, it is best not to use it.

Wilding didn't say this to avoid stimulating Xing Mo's emotions. She lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes covered her silver-green pupils: "The power of the National Liberation Front is far beyond our imagination. Organizations condensed by national sentiment, religion, and even historical reasons... Whether Ali exists or not is actually not important."

"Cough cough."

Wilding, who was caught up in the conversation, didn't notice Li Lin who was deliberately coughing on the side: "...The organization of the National Liberation Front has decided that they will not be beheaded and destroyed. Even if more than [-]% of them are destroyed, they can still maintain working normally......."

"Cough cough cough cough vomit—"

The skull and the trachea flew together, and the cough was full of yellow phlegm.

It's a pity that even though Li Lin was coughing and retching, Weilding, who was in the state of talking and talking, didn't pay attention to Li Lin, but Xing Mo, who couldn't stand it anymore, asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Master Li, who was on the verge of dying from coughing earlier, regained his spirit in an instant, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "I have a Rinpoche."

"...?"

After a brief silence, Xingbang's complaints and Weirding's sighs sounded at the same time.

"Oh come on, I knew he couldn't say anything serious."

"I'm used to it."

With Li Lin's gag, Wilding, who originally wanted to talk about the National Liberation Front organization in detail, could only be eunuch halfway: "...In short, even if we destroy it, after 20 or 30 years, it will It will also recover from the land in another form."

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm)) to a smile that I don't understand at all, "I totally understand, but you're helping Snyder, why are you back?"

After being silent for a while, Wilding raised his head and said in a complicated way: "She asked me to come back."

......

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. With the help of the Patrol Bureau, the exiles began to suppress the National Liberation Front, which lost its leader. They didn't know what happened, but they were rushed into their doors one by one by the patrolmen and dragged them roughly. They were shot at the side of the road, and after a certain number of corpses had accumulated, they were taken away by professional cremators.

This is a battle in the waking world, but it is even more dangerous in the realm of superhumans. Fortunately, the authorities seem to have some means of suppressing the invisible technique, which makes those superhumans fall into a period of non-reaction.

They burned a large amount of a plant called black thread grass, which can suppress the spirituality of extraordinary people and passivate the influence of various personalities. In this state, the effect of the invisible technique is greatly attenuated, and the National Liberation Front Although there are some people who use handed down strange items, the number is too small after all.

The exiles will go there in person and send them to the White Gate with a special bullet mixed with the blood of the earth.

"boom."

The flame of the gun went out instantly in the night, and the mind assassin who used his physical advantage to fight with the police officer for a long time was finally hit in the head with a single blow after showing his flaws.

He staggered off the roof and landed in the darkness of the alley.

The exile didn't stop, but turned around: "Next."

Theoretically speaking, there should be a special person in charge in the end to extract the spirituality of those killed Transcendents for recycling, but considering the efficiency issue, the exiles did not choose to do so.

There is no doubt that this is a betrayal and massacre, and the reason why the exiles would rather do it themselves than to involve Wilting is for protection.

Witnessing this kind of betrayal and test of the human heart for a long time is also a great pressure on the spirit of the extraordinary, and the exiles do not want their companions to suffer from this kind of spiritual torture.

Of their group there were but two who could serve as ruthless executioners.

The exile counts as one, and Li Lin counts as one.

Years do not count because she is not human.

The exile knows very well that human nature cannot be tested. Sometimes he is white, sometimes black, but most of the time he is a shade of gray.

How can she guarantee what kind of expression her companions will show when they see her doing these dirty jobs?

The exiles dare not and are unwilling to torture the hearts of their companions.

So she asked Wilding to go back after finishing the plan, because the exile knew Wilding's nature-she would not sit and watch herself get blood on her hands.

Either she stopped herself, or she accompanied herself to get her hands dirty.

But if your hands are dirty, it is impossible to wash them again.

Wilding is smart enough to guess her intentions, so he won't get to the bottom of this matter.

She knew she was going to do the dirty work, but she "didn't see it" so she wouldn't look smug about it.

At the same time, she also acquiesced in her killing in the night.

This is the "bottom line" for them to be companions, even if this bottom line is just a veil that can be broken with a poke.

Under the dim moonlight, the exile ejected the cartridges from the gun and walked to the next block, but there, she saw a somewhat familiar figure, directing the police there to fight.

"Lester?"

The exile fired two shots, and headshot the recalcitrant who was protruding from the opposite side of the alley. In an instant, the firepower of the patrol station surged and overwhelmed the recalcitrant extremists.

"Who asked you to come?"

"Yes sir." Lester retreated a few steps away from the battle zone, lowered his voice and whispered to the exiles, "We successfully killed the governor."

The exile looked at Lester, and for a moment she understood Lester's intentions.

"Okay, the confrontation of the secular forces will be left to you."

"The task must be completed." Lester stood up straight, saluted the exile, and then grabbed a rifle beside him and threw it into the war zone again.

The exile looked at Leicester's back, and touched his feathered hair ornament in confusion: "I don't know why Li Lin always meets such reliable people... Forget it, everyone have."

The exile turned and looked at the extraordinary people who followed her around. These extraordinary people who belonged to the Governor's Mansion and the Patrol Bureau could barely be regarded as official forces, and their number was very small, less than twenty.

But at this time, they still played a lot of use.

After hearing the exile's voice, the exhausted Transcendents cheered up. The exile's powerful strength in the previous battles had taught them to obey orders and be in awe.

"Tonight, kill all the supernatural beings of the National Liberation Front who have emerged, leaving no one behind."

In the history books recorded by the new governor and later recorded by the University of Algiers, this day is called "Algiers Bloody Day", and in the mouth of the supernatural beings in the mysterious world, it is also called "Bloody Night".

Nearly one-third of the entire National Liberation Front organization was destroyed, and all high-level officials were almost wiped out, and it did not reappear until 40 years later.

And the extraordinary people in Algiers suffered heavy casualties. All the extraordinary people who dared to show their faces that night, no matter whether they belonged to the National Liberation Front or not, were ruthlessly turned into relics by the authorities.

The lead suppressor was known in history as "the executioner of Roland", "the butcher of Algiers", and "the cruel devil", but the real name was not recorded.

Until 1999, people in Algiers still used female butchers to frighten disobedient children.

......

Late at night, Li Lin sat on the bed and turned on the headlights in the bedroom.

On his lap, a total of four 36-sheet manuscripts of "Book of the Scorching Sun" shine brightly under the bright light.

323 Good news, I took out Meiluxinya

"So why are you, uh, squatting on the bed?"

Xing Antimony asked suspiciously: "You really look like you're here to take a shit."

Li Lin raised his head upon hearing this, and looked at Xing Tie in surprise, with joy gradually showing in his eyes.

This kid might be able to be trained to be a joker...

Of course Li Lin would not bomb on his own bed, he did it entirely to adjust the angle.

The "Book of the Scorching Sun" is very different from the secret religious books he has seen so far, that is, it needs strong lights as a medium.

Normally, people who got the "Book of the Scorching Sun" could see the words on it, but couldn't understand the meaning of the words; while Li Lin could understand the meaning of the words on it, but couldn't see the words on it.

This "Book of the Sun" seems to have a character of its own, and it must be read in strong light.

It’s not that Li Lin has never tried to let Xingbang and Weierting read it, and then write down the words on it and translate them... But no matter how hard they try, the words written on the white paper will change in subtle ways, Either there is an extra point, or there is an arc missing at the corner—these small gaps lead to a world of difference in the true meaning of the words in Li Lin's eyes.

Moreover, the harder Xing Mo and Weierting worked, the farther the results they described would be, and even the contents of their original memories in their brains would become blurred and chaotic.

The less they want these things to happen, the more it will come.

"It's like the roads in Sin City are very wide, but you always drive your car on the light pole." Li Lin said.

Xing Biao was confused for two seconds, and she nodded after barely understanding Li Lin's meaning.

Li Lin still gave another example: "It's like doubting whether you will be pregnant after the safe period, but you are pregnant. Your intuition has never been so accurate in your life."

Weirding, who happened to enter the door, heard Li Lin's words as if struck by lightning, and stared at Xing Ting in confusion.

"Ah." Wilding said hesitantly and tentatively, "Then should I congratulate you on becoming a father?"