Aramis felt as if he had sneaked into a lady's room and discovered that the "beautiful girl" lying on the bed was actually a lady dressed in women's clothing. Her husband actually looked pretty and pretty, and he was immediately shocked.

Two men advance and retreat.

He really didn't remember that he promised to give Mrs. Tracy the exercises. The two sets of perfect exercises in the Catholic Library were his most important trump cards. Even his close friends Athos and Porthos didn't reveal half of them.

In other words, how could you hand it over to a woman just for a night of fling?

Well, he really didn't agree. He was simply fooled by Lin Yin's superb acting skills. That dissatisfied frown and angry eyes looked like Mrs. Tracy herself.

The problem is that he can't be sure that he has never said anything similar. After all, as a scumbag, the promises he made are gone!

He had no doubts about what "Mrs. Tracy" said. He just couldn't figure out which time he agreed. There were so many times that his memory was blurred.

However, when he thought about it again, he quickly felt relieved. So what if he agreed? Did he want to realize every sweet talk in the social circle?

Then he doesn't know how many stars in the sky he has to pick, and some of the most beautiful stars have to be picked several times.

He also had to throw his mother and her lover into the Rhine River, watch her mother sink and only save her lover, then fish her mother up and throw her into the river with another lover, repeating this behavior many times.

What is the difference between this unfulfilled promise and no promise?

Aramis's hesitation just now was mainly because he was shocked that he was confused for a moment and told this woman about the perfect martial arts. It was obvious that he had always been very cautious, otherwise he would not have been able to hang around in Paris with his superb techniques.

In the sea of ​​precious flowers.

The French Supernatural Abilities Administration allows powerful people to declare their own abilities and does not subject them to mandatory inspections out of respect. However, if someone is proven to have concealed something major about their abilities or skills, it will be shameless.

If the fact that Aramis concealed the perfect martial arts was spread to the ears of the Bishop or His Majesty the King, they would not be merciful, as they were important figures who cared about the whole country. Whether it was using potions or supernatural powers, some would pry Aramis apart.

The way women use their mouths.

At that time, the price he has to pay is not just his skills.

Since Aramis chose to conceal it, he was mentally prepared to keep it secret unless one day he could challenge the powerful men in France.

"Should we just make up a technique with few flaws and send her away? Or just..."

As he thought about it, he actually had murderous intentions. He continued to answer the other party's barrage of questions verbally, while secretly his mind was spinning and he was calculating the gains and losses.

"Is this technique more powerful than all the techniques in the world?"

"Of course, madam, I will only give you the best I can sincerely, and I will always worry that it is not good enough to let you know my sincerity."

"You haven't told anyone else about this technique, have you?"

"Only a beautiful person like you is worthy of my perfect skills. For other mediocre people, even just hearing about the existence of the skills is a stain."

Even though he was thinking about whether to kill the woman in front of him, Aramis still spewed out false words in a fluent manner. This was purely his instinct as a scumbag.

"So you deliberately didn't report the matter about this exercise?"

"If you were in my position, you wouldn't let such a treasure end up on the street."

"What if the bishop and the king find out?"

"They won't know. You would never betray your most loyal knight, would you?"

At this point, Aramis finally made up his mind, because he really didn't know the answer to the question he asked. Even if he gave this woman a fake perfect technique, the possibility of her leaking the secret would still not be eliminated!

While he was pondering whether to ruthlessly kill his lover, he didn't realize that "Mrs. Tracy's" questions were close to interrogation. He didn't even notice that there were cameras and recording equipment on the treetops, behind corners, and in the grass, all pointed at him.

direction.

He raised one hand, pretending to caress his cheek, and slowly stretched out to "Mrs. Tracy's" delicate and slender neck...

"I'm withdrawing!" After looking at the countdown on her phone, Lin Yin posted this in the WeChat group and ran away immediately.

At the same time, Aramis watched helplessly as the woman whose neck he was about to break disappeared out of thin air, and he was stunned.

When he came to his senses and turned around to confirm whether his old lover's niece was still there, Lin Yin, whose skill time had ended, had long since disappeared.

Just kidding, Miss Lin Yin can run much faster than any Hong Kong reporter! Even if she is discovered by Aramis when she slips away, she is confident enough to hold on until the battle at the monastery is over and someone comes to support her.

Aramis's eyes widened, finally realizing that he had been lured away from the mountain! And he had also been tricked out of the most deadly secret!

"Damn it! That bitch!" The gentlemanly demeanor he had been deliberately maintaining suddenly disappeared, and his face became ferocious. He couldn't even control his emotions for a moment, and punched the wall next to him, hitting most of the wall.

Collapsed.

He squinted his eyes with a gloomy face, and was about to search around to see if he could find any clues left by the person who designed him. However, at this moment, not far away from the monastery, two astonishing auras rose into the sky.

, shook away the flowing clouds in the sky.

After a brief but fierce collision, one of them quickly weakened.

"No! Something happened!" Aramis realized that something was wrong. He immediately stopped staying, jumped up, and hurriedly walked towards the monastery.

Although B-level experts cannot fly yet, they can move short distances in the air with ease.

A few minutes later, when the situation seemed to be calm, a small head quietly poked out from the side of the gap in the collapsed wall, and it was Xiao Yuan with flashing eyes.

Behind the wall, the pale-faced Shanxi hugged Xiao Yuan's arm tightly, and behind them stood the vigilant Sister Dao, holding a mace.

The three of them confirmed that there was no danger, so they ran out and started to pack up the video and recording equipment. Although the records inside had been transferred to Ashin's computer through the network, Master "Rochfort" still needed to return them to the Bishop's Guard.

Where's the logistics manager?

"If the dog fish came with us, would the punch just now have blown off his dog's head?" Xiao Yuan said expectantly.
Chapter completed!