"Sevina, you'd better calm down your explosive emotions. I don't want us to be implicated because of your relationship during the mission." Someone finally responded to Sevina's words, "Being young is not your playfulness.
I think that is the first thing that holy envoys like us should do as an excuse to become stable and mature as soon as possible. If we really go to Manoma in the future, you will cause bad things. There is no room for you there.
Regret and another chance.”
Buck is the oldest among the five. His speech is as smooth as a tracked chariot moving forward, and his voice is also "rumbling" loudly, breaking the empty and lonely air of the night.
"Mr. Buck, I don't want to be like you in the future." Savina said nonchalantly, as her character may be like this, "This is not called prudent, and it is impossible to call it rigid."
Jerbo looked over with interest and said nothing. But after Buck listened to Savina's words, he didn't even turn his head. He just walked by himself, still counting the number of street lights in his eyes.
"Maybe we can change the adjective and explain it as accepting fate. It's like the admiration and reverence of the fanatical saints for the gods." Savina continued, "It's not that the task is not completed, it just makes the process of the task more exciting and interesting. 1
One bullet can kill the enemy. If time permits, we might as well shoot a few more bullets, all on the hands and feet, and wait for a while to consider the issue of life and death. The saints we usually receive all have the same face. This time is rare.
There is something new, and I don’t want to miss the opportunity.”
"I believe in simplicity. If something can be solved with one operation, I won't give it a second operation." Buck spread his hands in front of him. "I am not very outstanding. Now I am still hovering on the transition line between the late stage of the first stage and the early stage of the second stage."
.In the past ten years, I have done many tasks like this. I just want to complete it as soon as possible, and then go back to the room in the church to blow the air conditioning, sit down to drink afternoon tea and eat snacks in the evening. You four young people want more entertainment
I have no objection to the program. As long as the time scale can be grasped."
"I have the same view." At this time, Na interjected, "The church is indeed a depressing place, what do you think?"
No one answered this question, and there was no conversation between the five of them. They all walked quietly on the road flooded with light. Savina took the silence of Jerbo and Doich as acquiescence to this decision, and there was no answer.
No matter how much I talk, my mind is already thinking about how to arrange entertainment programs in the near future.
At the same time, when most people are asleep, on the other side of the Oriya area, here is a very ordinary travel hotel, a place designed to provide cheap accommodation for travelers in a hurry.
In the corridor that exudes a bit of a musty smell, the power of the lamps is very low. The light does not seem to penetrate the darkness, but instead increases the depth of the darkness. If you don't squint, the scenery here is blurry. Even with the layout of this hotel
, the corridor is just performing its sole function as a corridor.
The wallpaper at the end is in tatters, and there is a refurbished big clock hanging there. The pendulum sounds unsteadily, and the pointer on it points to the carved number "three". It is no longer the time that should be active, but there is a group of people here who are not very good at it.
People who need complete sleep are entrenched.
A door on the side of the corridor was opened, and a woman in pajamas walked out with a lazy and sleepy expression. She seemed to have gotten up to go to the toilet. The cheap room only had a bed, table and chairs. If you are lucky, there might be someone who can.
The clothes hanger I was using. I squinted my eyes and took a cautious look at the front and back of the corridor to make sure there was no one, then I cautiously walked toward the toilet with my neck hunched.
After her figure disappeared into the toilet door, seven or eight doors along the corridor opened at the same time. A group of people wearing different disguises came out carrying their own things. There was no sound on their feet, or the sound was louder than Xia Xia's.
Mosquitoes are even thinner. As if they have gone through countless training exercises in this hotel, a few people standing there in the narrow corridor do not seem crowded. As women, they all maintain a figure that does not fluctuate much above the standard.
.
The few of them looked at each other, exchanged basic information through gestures, and completely disappeared from the small hotel before the person who got up to go to the toilet came out.
After coming out of the toilet and hugging her hands, the person felt that the temperature was still lower than she expected in the middle of the night. She didn't feel anything inappropriate in the corridor, so she opened her door ajar and walked in, "
Close it with a snap.
Immediately, nearly ten pairs of black soft-soled leather shoes stepped into the almost false light of the corridor, wearing thin black windbreakers, all with serious faces.
Their division of labor was clear. Each of them controlled a door on the edge of the corridor, waiting for the time on the watch to reach an agreed time point at the same time. However, the handle-type door lock was twisted hard, and they all let out painful groans. Several people pulled
I opened the door and stood silent for a few seconds before I rushed into the house when I realized something was wrong. A small beam of cold light from the corridor slipped in. Everything inside was placed neatly in its original position, and the things on the bed were
The sheets have not been touched from beginning to end.
For those who left just now and those who are coming now, just having a chair is enough to rest.
"Run away, but it won't be long." Someone communicated through gestures.
"If we catch up, they won't be able to escape for long. After the order is issued, except for the saint, there is no need to bring anyone else back alive."
Several people closed the door again. The second hand of the big clock on the wall moved less than five spaces, and the corridor became the same as before.
In the shadow of the building at night, several figures were rising and falling. It seemed that they were in a hurry and did not predict the size of the shadow area and its depth in advance, and what kind of body posture they should adopt to perfectly connect between the intermittent shadows.
Without exposing their own bodies, they now have no time and energy to think about it.
"Sister Roberta, this distance should be enough. Those people didn't catch up again." At these words, the speeding team all stopped and surrendered themselves to the gap between the building and the shadow. The moon in the sky.
Cold frost falls, and brilliant starlight scatters all around.
The middle-aged servant Roberta stopped at this time, her breathing was not disordered, and she maintained a good figure. All physiological activities in her body were normal for an unknown number of years. The aging of age did not seem to follow the laws of nature.
The various functions that drive this body weakened. She looked at a group of cautious young maids and housekeepers behind her, but her eyes only reflected the black shadow.