"Ouch... be gentle, it hurts me so much..." Nicotine grinned and shouted.
Ma Xiaoyao ignored Nicotine and walked to the car, opened the door, shook his hands and threw Nicotine into the car. Then Ma Xiaoyao also got into the car and sat next to Nicotine.
Lei Dazhuang walked over quickly, got into the cab, started the car, put it into gear skillfully, stepped on the accelerator, released the clutch, and the car sped out with a "boom!"
On the car.
Ma Xiaoyao took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff: "How many killers are there in your temple? How many deacons? How many protectors? How many elders? How many princesses and princes? How many holy masters?"
"I only know that there is one Holy Lord. As for the others... I really don't know." Nicotine said with a grimace.
"Can you estimate the approximate number?" Ma Xiaoyao exhaled a puff of smoke. Now that he has gotten involved with the temple, he needs to learn more about the situation in the temple and make more preparations.
"This... I can only say a lot... As for the number, I really can't give it." Nicotine shook his head: "Every year, a large number of killers join the temple. By the way, our killers are divided into levels.
From level one to level nine, level one killers are the most powerful, and level nine killers are the worst. As for the number of deacons, protectors, elders, and princes and princesses, I really don’t know. I can only say that from the time the temple was founded to
After decades of experience, there are definitely not a few deacons, protectors, and elders who have been trained. As for the princes and princesses... I really can't say."
"Are there levels of killers in the temple?" Ma Xiaoyao glanced at Nicotine, who was lying on the car seat: "What level of killer are you?"
"I am a level two killer." Nicotine replied.
"What about Jack?"
"He is also a second-level assassin, and his strength is about the same as mine."
"Where are the two men who came to assassinate me last time? What level of killers are they?"
"It's a level five killer."
"What prince and princess did you just say? Who are they?"
"They are all the sons and daughters of the Holy Lord. From its creation to the present, the temple has experienced a total of three Holy Lords. Except for the first Holy Lord who has no children, the remaining two Holy Lords have given birth to many children.
As for how many children I have given birth to, I don’t know.”
"The children born to the Holy Lord are called princes and princesses? It's like the ancient emperors!"
"In the temple, the Holy Lord is the emperor! We are all the people of the Holy Lord."
Ma Xiaoyao and Nicotine answered each question, and they cooperated very well. Ever since he was punished by Ma Xiaoyao, Nicotine had become extremely honest. No matter what Ma Xiaoyao asked, as long as Nicotine knew it, he would definitely answer truthfully.
"Can you give me a drink of water? My throat is almost smoking now." Nicotine said pitifully.
"Here you go." Ma Xiaoyao reached out and picked up a bottle of mineral water from the car and handed it to Nicotine.
Nicotine gulped down most of the bottle of water. After drinking the water, his face looked a little better, but his chest and abdomen were still aching. Nicotine suspected that he had suffered serious internal injuries. After he escaped, he must go to the hospital for a thorough check-up.
All this was caused by Lei Dazhuang. Lei Dazhuang punched Nicotine several times with his fist, causing Nicotine's chest and abdomen to hurt to this day...
"Are the deacons, protectors, and elders of the temple very powerful?" Ma Xiaoyao had so many questions.
"It must be awesome!" Nicotine nodded: "I forgot to tell you, all the deacons, protectors, and elders have been killers before. Let's put it this way, the lowest level of the temple is the ninth-level killer, and the ninth-level killer through his own efforts
, you can rise step by step to the eighth-level killer, the seventh-level killer... If you are lucky, you can be promoted all the way to the first-level killer. After becoming a first-level killer, the benefits you enjoy will be very high.
Surprisingly, you can earn millions of dollars in a year at least. Some particularly outstanding first-level assassins can be promoted to deacons. After becoming deacons, you no longer need to go out to perform tasks. You only need to contact customers every day to receive tasks, and then
Depending on the difficulty of the task, assassins of different levels are found to perform it. The work is very easy, but the benefits are very high." At this point, Nicotine suddenly stopped.
Ma Xiaoyao was getting addicted to what he was listening to. When he saw Nicotine suddenly stopped talking, Ma Xiaoyao suddenly became unhappy: "Keep talking, don't stop!"
Nicotine smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, can you let me take a breather and rest... I am injured now. Talking continuously is very energy-consuming. I am exhausted now and my head is dizzy. I..."
"If you don't want to become a eunuch, just say it quickly!" Ma Xiaoyao shook the fruit knife.
Nicotine wanted to curse, but he didn't dare. He was really tired... Looking at the fruit knife swinging in Ma Xiaoyao's hand, Nicotine could only hold his breath and continue to introduce the situation of the temple: "Deacons with outstanding abilities can be promoted to protectors.
After being promoted to protector, you can go to the headquarters. If you are lucky, you can become an elder. Once you become an elder, it will be great... The Holy Master rarely interferes with the affairs of the temple. Basically, the temple
They are all managed by the elders..."
Although Nicotine knows a lot of things, there are not many that are really useful. Ma Xiaoyao wants to know where the headquarters of the temple is, but Nicotine doesn't know. Ma Xiaoyao wants to know where the deacons of the temple are, but Nicotine still doesn't know. Ma Xiaoyao wants to know where the temple's deacons are.
Xiaoyao wants to know about the other killers, but Nicotine still doesn't know...
Along the way, Ma Xiaoyao asked all the questions he could think of, and most of them were answered. Only a small number of questions could not be answered by nicotine.
…
In a dark and damp bridge cave.
Jack sat on the ground, breathing heavily. After a lot of effort, he finally escaped. His nose was broken, his shoulder was hit by a bullet, and his clothes were dirty. Don't mention Jack at this moment.
How embarrassing.
"This time I really overturned the boat in the gutter." Jack smiled bitterly: "It's all because I was too careless. If I had been a little more cautious, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed... I don't know what happened to this guy Nicotine? I hope he doesn't follow me.
Same..." Jack took out a mobile phone from his pocket and called Nicotine.
"Hello, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please call again later."
Jack called several times, but couldn't get through. Jack frowned: "Why can't you get through? Nothing will happen to Nicotine..." Jack called again, but still couldn't get through: "Is Nicotine executing
It’s a mission, so you turned off your phone?” Jack could only think on the bright side.
After Jack pondered for a moment, he picked up his cell phone and dialed a complicated number.
"Dudududu!"
The call was quickly connected, and then a man's voice came from the phone: "Jack, why are you calling me at this time? Is the mission completed?"
"Completed?" Jack's face twitched: "The mission was messed up..."
"After arriving in China, I separated from Nicotine. I went to assassinate the two ordinary people, and Nicotine went to assassinate the deputy county magistrate... I originally thought it would be easy to assassinate two ordinary people, but who knew that there was actually someone beside him?
Protected by six masters, and these six people also have guns..." Jack recounted what happened: "I didn't check for a while, and got shot... and then I spent a lot of effort to escape..."
"The other party actually has a gun?" The man's tone suddenly became serious: "How can ordinary people have guns?"
Jack breathed out: "I felt a military aura from the other party... If I guessed correctly, the other party should be a soldier." Jack's guess was correct. Fan Wen and others had been soldiers before, and they were also special forces.
, and was later transferred to the Special Investigation Bureau. Although the working environment was changed, the military atmosphere in his body was still retained.
"Soldiers?" the man said doubtfully: "How can two ordinary people be protected by soldiers? Could it be that... those two ordinary people have hidden their identities? They are not ordinary people?"
Jack nodded: "I think so too. If you are really an ordinary citizen, how can you be protected by soldiers around you?"
"It seems that the information the customer provided us is wrong." The man said in a deep voice.
"Johnny Deacon, what should I do next? Continue the mission?" Jack asked.
"Of course!" Deacon Johnny said: "The tasks our temple takes over must be completed, no matter how high the cost, it must be completed! Because it is related to the reputation of the temple!"
"But... the opponent has a gun in his hand, and it will be difficult for me to get close to the target..." Jack said distressedly: "Unless... I can also get the gun. As long as you give me the gun, I will be absolutely sure to kill the target.
"Jack is very confident in his marksmanship.
"China has very strict gun control. I can't mail you guns here. You can only find a way by yourself." Deacon Johnny said.
Jack raised his eyebrows: "Find a way by yourself?"
"China is so big, can't you secretly buy a pistol in China?" Deacon Johnny asked: "You can buy a gun just from any gangster. Of course, the price may be very expensive, but
You don’t have to worry, I will reimburse you for the money you paid for the gun, provided you complete the mission satisfactorily."
Jack nodded: "I understand, I will find a way to buy a pistol in China."
"Where's Nicotine? How's he doing now?" Johnny Deacon asked.
"I don't know, I can't contact him now..." At this point, Jack hesitated: "Nicotine may be performing a mission, so turn off your phone..."
"I hope so..." Johnny said in a deep voice: "From now on, you should pay close attention to Nicotine's situation. If he is safe and sound, there is no need to contact me. If something happens to Nicotine...you have to call me immediately.
