When he mentioned the three words "watch meeting", the dangerous man lowered his voice subconsciously, as if he was afraid of being heard.
He lowered his head and carefully observed his surroundings while waiting for the other party's answer.
But he was disappointed in the end. There was no secret door on the wall, there was no messy expansion, and there was no change at all.
No one's voice echoed, and the hospital's safe passage remained silent.
Squinting his eyes, his facial muscles were distorted uncontrollably, and the hair on his body showed signs of growth.
But in the end, he endured it and said hoarsely:
"Master Priest, I know it's against the rules to come here to find you, and I don't know what your arrangements are, but we need your help now."
Suppressing his anger, he continued in a deep voice:
"Three superficial rituals have been destroyed. Their tentacles have begun to spread to the entire area. Sooner or later, the traces of us people will be exposed."
"The lackeys of the Watch Society have gradually approached our real ritual circle. We need your instructions on what to do next."
"Is it going according to the original plan? Or are there other instructions? We need an explanation now."
"Is it possible that you are afraid of being discovered by the lackeys of the Watch Club?"
For a long time, there was still no response, and the silent corridor seemed to be silently mocking him.
It seems that there is no need to explain who is afraid.
Veins popped out in his temples. He could no longer restrain his anger and punched the annoying wall hard.
call!
Although he reacted at the last moment and tried his best to stop his hand, the wind caused by his punch still blew the posters on the wall and rattled.
He knew that the other party must be watching, and he had a feeling that the other party was looking at him indifferently, commenting on him with annoying eyes.
Perhaps he was still waiting for him to bow his head to him, and then slowly show up again, like a kind-hearted elder who would forgive him for his recklessness.
Let him go to hell!
"...Very good! Since you are not going to answer, it seems that you really treat us as abandoned children."
But now that his face is broken, the man is too lazy to pretend anymore.
"Then we will complete my Lord's mission in our own way."
If you've already been spotted and alerted, why are you still hiding?
What's more, it's the pastor who sets the plan and seeks help from his church, not you, so why should you be so coy?
Want to be a coward when something goes wrong in your plans?
How can we continue to serve God with such behavior and bad deeds!?
In his heart, the other party is already a coward and a waste destined to be abandoned by the gods, and is no longer worthy of his respect!
So, his eyes flashed with madness, and he said word by word:
"You may not care about our lives, but I hope you understand one thing."
"If my Lord's mission cannot be completed, no matter who you are, no one can save you."
His tongue swiped across the sharp canine teeth, as if he was looking forward to that day.
"When the time comes, I expect you to remain silent as you are now."
But until the man left, he never got any response.
The man looked like he was talking hysterically to himself against a wall.
But what he didn't notice was that the moment he pushed the door open, a black feather fell on the back of his neck and disappeared in an instant.
He didn't realize it and left the hall angrily, bumping into several anxious family members of patients on the way.
And not long after he left, a figure quietly appeared in the safe passage, right where he originally stood.
Wearing a hooded robe with no movement at the hem, he seemed to have been standing here for a long time.
He was holding a dark book inlaid with gold thread. He was of medium height but extremely thin. Even though he was shrouded in dark robes, he could vaguely see the shriveled flesh underneath.
The hood covered the upper half of his face, revealing his dry chin. The man in the hood shook his head in the direction the man was leaving:
"Obviously you don't have the ability to see me, so why don't I want to see you?"
"Stupid, I don't know what to say."
"You are asking for help, but you still have such an attitude. You are probably really out of your mind."
The man never imagined that the "pastor" he was looking forward to meeting would actually comment on him with such disdain.
"The most indispensable thing in the bloodline pedigree is this kind of stupid [bewitched person], who is attracted by something as illusory as power, and then falls into the other party's trap step by step, and finally becomes a pious slave without knowing it."
"It's really like a wild beast. It has intuition but no wisdom."
He slightly bent his fingertips, tapped the book a few times, and scoffed:
"It's really ridiculous."
"Moreover, you are still acting out your temper under such circumstances. Are you really worried that the watch will not be able to detect you?"
"If it weren't for the fact that there's only a little time left before you can ruin my plan, I wouldn't care about the life and death of trash like you."
"It's just a little bit of time, just a little bit of time! Alas..."
He sighed helplessly, opened the heavy book in his hand, found a page, and chanted in a low voice:
"God said, I am invisible, formless and unsearchable."
"God said, when you are in my divine realm, you will also enjoy glory."
Closing the book, a strange look flashed in the shadow under the hood, which was a mockery directed at someone unknown.
"Praise my Lord!"
The hoarse and dry chanting brought about inexplicable power in the space, and disappeared in an instant, without a trace.
Walking into the dark shadows, the ferocious man felt an itch on his neck, but when he paid attention, he found nothing.
The hooded man closed the book, returned to his half-dead posture, and looked in a certain direction.
"Watching meeting? Haha..."
A dry smile of unknown meaning echoed, but his figure disappeared from the spot in a trance.
Only a dark patch of feathers slowly floated down in the air.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye as it made contact with the ground.
…
…
In the monitoring hall of the Bincheng Watch Club, Yan Rulong looked at a yellow dot disappearing on the screen and frowned slightly.
"Group 4, report the situation. Was the surveillance discovered? Or is the target already dead?"
"Report, the detection mark is currently intact and there is no damage report. It is initially speculated that it has failed due to interference from unknown forces."
Nodding slowly, Yan Rulong did not dwell on this issue, as unexpected things would happen every minute.
Dealing with accidents is not the key, but how to solve the problem is.
How to solve these problems well is the work of the command sequence.
"Continue to monitor the movements of other targets. What is the current situation of the first group, Chaiya team?"
"Report, they set out five hours ago. Now they have moved to the assigned area and have started to disperse the investigation."
Scattered?
Thinking of Ning Feng's performance before, Yan Rulong did not raise any objection and nodded calmly:
"Let them be more careful, continue to follow up and monitor, and report to me any changes at any time."
"clear."
Such things happened in every corner of the command hall, with more than a dozen command lines and hundreds of auxiliary operators providing help to different teams.
In terms of the mobilization of the Awakener team, it has reached almost 50% of Bincheng.
And Yan Rulong didn't expect that Ning Feng, who he didn't have to worry about at the moment, was now facing a huge crisis.
Ning Feng was walking on the dark and deserted street, thinking about a question.
"Although I am indeed good-looking and very gentle, I have recently..."
"Is it too popular?"
Feeling the different sights from the dark corners, and experiencing the complex emotions of greed and fear, he sighed:
"How come everyone wants to bite me?"
"Is it possible that I am actually Tang Monk?"
The golden cicada who has been reincarnated for nine lifetimes will live forever after taking one bite?
I can't be Tang Monk!
The female benefactors and female goblins showed their sincere hearts. I am very confident that I can’t achieve all four things!
I can’t do it!
But being coveted by others all the time was not a good feeling, so Ning Feng stopped.
He turned his head to look in one direction and said: