Pastor Richard lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and pretended to be dead. He tried his best to control the changes in his facial muscles. He silently calculated the time. It had been two and a half hours since he woke up.

As the unofficial God of War, Pastor Richard's system has long been different from ordinary people. He is immune to almost all the toxins. Yes, almost, at least the weapon used by the damned assassin carries some kind of continuous damage that he cannot immunize.

The damage made the wounds under his ribs unable to heal, and once affected his nervous system and made him lose consciousness. As for the treatment of Mrs. Kisri later, Pastor Richard just wanted to say one thing - damn.

Pastor Richard smelled the odor of healing potions and bandages one meter away. Did these Mrs. Kislie have failed to feel their sense of smell when they drink?

If it weren't for the assassin hidden in the dark, Pastor Richard really wanted to jump up and slap the doctor, and the incompetent alien pastor, who gave his believers so many magical techniques, would you learn a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a slap in a

How did such an ignorant pastor graduate from school? Who gave him a pastor certificate?

Pastor Richard could only secretly warn himself not to be angry, not to be angry, as anger will cause a heartbeat to accelerate and blood pressure will rise, and the assassin will easily see the flaws.

He admired the assassin very much. Until now, Pastor Richard has not seen the true appearance of the assassin. He can only judge that the other party is a woman by the angle and force he was pierced, and of course he may also be a thin man.

There is no smell, no footsteps, no sense of threat. He is a professional assassin who is good at shadow stealth. Pastor Richard speculates that the other party is the remnant of the Shadow Organization.

Pastor Richard, who was listening to the surrounding environment with his eyes closed, was stronger in perception than other rough men in the room. He could vaguely sense the existence of the assassin, but the plural breathing sounds in the small space covered the faint sense of existence.

Pastor Richard was a little helpless. His injuries were a bit serious and he would definitely not be able to catch the assassin. He might also let the other party evacuate immediately. He came back this time to do his career. If he was targeted by a shadow assassin, he would have no need to do anything.

This group of Mrs. Kisri is completely helping. They have developed sweat glands and are full of alcohol. Forty-seven farts in two and a half hours, fourteen people fart forty-seven times. Why? Did they go all out last night?

Pastor Richard felt that the air in the secret room had begun to become solemn, but he could only continue to breathe expressionlessly. Each mouthful had a heavy and disgusting texture. The only thing that could bring him fun was that the assassin was probably "enjoyed" all this with him in the corner.

He guessed right.

Salil began to get a little impatient. The two helpers who should have been constantly putting pressure on Mrs. Keisri had not made any noise for twelve minutes. It must have been the Seris, the allies of Mrs. Keisri.

Obviously, the strength of the Cialis is a bit beyond his expectations. In the information given by the Chenxi Church, the Cialis are a little stronger than other aliens, but they are also extremely limited. But the current situation is obviously unexpected.

As an assassin, the thing that Sariel hates the most is accident. A small accident may lead to the failure of the entire plan and the death of all the people involved in the plan. The most serious accident is the most serious accident for misjudging the target. Throughout history, I don’t know how many assassinators have died in such mistakes.

If it were in the past, Salil would have retreated decisively, waiting for the intelligence to be re-confirmed and launched a new plan. But now she is under someone's roof. This is the first task she performed on behalf of the Chenxi Church. It is an exam, and she cannot give up the exam just like that.

Salil felt that the situation outside had gone out of control, and her only chance was that the environment inside the building had not changed, and the target was still lying there, and these Mrs. Keisley were still unthreatening.

She originally hoped that she would wait for Pastor Richard to take her last breath, or wait for her two companions to break into the building, kill all the Madame Kisli, and then kill the Pastor of the God of War, without any blood on her hands, was the final result.

But now it seems that I can only take a risk, but fortunately, Salil always likes to do Plan B.

If she did it herself, Salil certainly did not want to expose herself. She was worried that the traces left by using the Shadow Group's weapons would reveal her whereabouts, so she prepared four fire points in the building in advance.

Thankfully, these Mrs. Kislie are addicted to alcohol and are so easy to find. She only needs a fire to cover up all her traces before she escapes.

Salil, who made the decision, did not waste his time and immediately started to act.

The lighting of the entire basement uses four magic crystal lamps, which are all portable light sources carried by Mrs. Keisley. The interlaced light and shadows allow thick or light shadows to spread throughout the room, giving Sally the best cover, but she needs more shadows now.

Salil reached out and popped up a flying knife, knocked down one of the magic crystal lamps, causing it to fall in a specific direction. The change in the position of the light source immediately caused a complex displacement of the shadow position in the room.

Most players in the secret room subconsciously looked in the direction of the lamp, only Vladimir immediately made a big alarm in his heart, and his eyes turned to the direction of Pastor Richard!

There, in the light and dark light, a woman holding a scimitar was slitting the scimitar towards Pastor Richard's throat with a smile!

The moment Salil used the ability of shadow jumping to Pastor Richard, holding a scimitar in one hand, slashing his throat with his scimitar, and waving three flying knives with his other hand, hitting the other three magic crystal stone lamps, making the light source in the secret room prepare himself to escape.

As the light and shadow swayed, Salil suddenly saw Pastor Richard staring with his eyes in the darkness. The next second, his powerful hand grabbed his wrist holding the scimitar, and his extremely slender wrist was broken by huge force on the spot.

"Catch you!" Pastor Richard grinned, jumped up in countless shocked gazes, and shook hard before Sariel planned to cut off his arm, shaking the assassin's joints all over the body.

Vladimir felt like he had watched a whole horror movie, and it was not until the end that he realized that it was actually a thriller and mystery movie, so his heart was a little overwhelmed, and his face was red when he was thrilled.
Chapter completed!