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142, Wen Ye (18) Van Helsing

"Jun Fan Haixin."

Dostoevsky held the handle of the coffee cup with one hand and said to me in the usual "How about curry for dinner?" tone: "You rushed here so quickly because you actually had the idea of ​​killing me.

Bar?"

He lowered his eyebrows and looked a little weak and pale, looking like a fragile victim...what a ghost!

"???"

I can't believe it. You obviously want to kill me, right? That red blood bar is not a decoration. It scares me so much that I don't even dare to drink coffee. Besides, you gave the order to call me here, right? How did it get into your mouth?

Now I’m here to do something to you?!!

I was shaking in my head about his persecution paranoia, when I heard him say in a calm tone: "It was the Holy See's special envoy who asked you to do this."

This time, I didn’t even add a slightly symbolic questioning tone, it was just a categorical statement. If I hadn’t been sure that I sang the double act myself, I would have thought he wrote the script, and I was just a tool actor with no emotions.

.

"...Why do you say that?" I pushed the evenly stirred coffee aside. My intuition told me that this guy might be about to take action. My subconscious thought was to clear an open space in front of me and be ready to start fighting at any time.

He seemed to be impatient with me, and I saw him pick up his cup of coffee again - he had picked it up and put it down several times, and he took another sip:

"If it's you, there's no need to delay." He held up a cup to cover half of his face, only revealing his unglazed eyes: "Neither the locator nor the eavesdropping device will work. Compared with delivering messages,

, it would be more reliable to just wave your weapon."

"..."

What did he say?

I was confused again.

What kind of locator, what kind of eavesdropping device, what the hell is he talking about? Did he identify the wrong person or did Li Bai have some new settings? Why am I so confused?

"You made a wrong decision by not attacking me in the first place." Dostoyevsky said slowly.

I suddenly understood something. I don’t know how he figured it out. He thought I would attack him, so his health bar turned red - he wanted to kill me, so he was stalling for time!

Fuck, strike first! I stood up immediately and pulled out the sword hanging from my waist with my backhand. No matter what he wanted to do, I just had to knock him down first!

When I drew the sword, I felt a little bit awkward. I always felt that he had some trump cards in his hand. He was not afraid when he saw me holding a weapon. How confident was he? Then it almost gave me a feeling of "sure enough", almost.

The moment I slapped the table and stood up, I was frozen.

A debuff appeared on my head, and I was in a stiff state, and was still bleeding... It was such a familiar formula and a familiar taste. I actually felt familiar and friendly, but I was a little confused and at a loss.

―I didn’t drink the coffee either. How did he poison it?!!



Fyodor even wanted to sigh. When he was sitting on a comfortable seat and sipping coffee, this man rushed in with the wind, and his steel heels made a "tapping" sound on the floor.

There was a sound, and his long windbreaker was raised behind him, making him look very imposing.

He didn't look injured at all.

Fyodor was holding coffee in his hand, with a perfunctory smile on his face, and he was casually thinking about when he would take action.

There is no need to consider the situation of these two people, why Van Helsing wants to kill the believers, and why the believers do not choose to resist. He only needs to know that these two tools are not easy to use and need to be thrown away.

Fyodor watched the white-haired young man who brought the cold air from outside pull out the chair opposite him and sit down, staring at him expressionlessly, his whole demeanor becoming stern.

"Jun Fan Hexin," he said with a smile:

"You rushed here so quickly, but you actually had the idea of ​​killing me, right?"

What did the Holy See’s envoy ask you for last? It must be just one thing.

Fyodor gently inhaled and exhaled slowly. Although he was Russian, his weak body was not only unable to fight the bear, but even breathing too much would make his lungs uncomfortable.

"Then," Fyodor leaned forward as he looked at the white-haired young man who suddenly stood up but froze for an instant, "tell me, what did the cultist say in the end?"

The white-haired young man looked at him with cold eyes, and it was quite difficult to say what he expected word by word.

"—Go to hell with you, vampire!"

――――

At that time, Osamu Dazai had just made a deal with Francis, the former leader of the group.

"While I'm not interested in abandoned property, I'm still a little unhappy about it being stolen by rats," Fitzgerald said.

"To get back the stolen hidden assets of the 'combination', I can do it myself. After all, I don't trust the so-called military police -" Fitzgerald's voice was arrogant and rude: "...what effect can it have?

.”

"Then the deal is established." Osamu Dazai said with a smile: "The military and police forces have been waiting for orders for a long time. Please let me see the Eye of God that integrates all the surveillance images in the city."



"This is……"

After comparing the target's facial data, "God's Eye" not only found Dostoevsky's location, but also clearly recorded the scene where he stopped at that time.

He was holding coffee and talking to the person opposite. The person opposite was wearing a big wide-brimmed cowboy hat and a long windbreaker that reached his ankles - exactly the same as Dazai Osamu's. It was evident that he was the one who revealed his identity.

Van Helsing of Nothing!

"...This is really tricky." Dazai Osamu sighed, "The troops led by Ango-kun can't do anything to them."

――――

[All tasks in the copy have ended]

[Main mission (Han Xin): mission status 50%]

[Main mission reward: Resurrection Coin x2]

[Side mission (Han Xin): mission status (completed)]

[Side mission reward: Hero experience card x1]

[Main mission (Li Bai): mission status (completed)]

[Main mission reward: Resurrection Coin x4]

[Side mission (Li Bai): mission status (completed)]

[Side mission reward: Hero experience card x1]

[Current number of resurrection coins: 18]

[Can be used to redeem hero experience cards: 18/1]

[Current number of hero experience cards: 2]

[The copy will be sent out in five minutes, summoners please be prepared]

[Current transmission countdown: 00:04:59]

There are still five minutes left to escape from this dungeon, but whether you can survive these five minutes is a big problem.

I knew that Dostoyevsky was sitting there so confidently that he didn’t even bother to move his butt. He must have had some back-up tactics. Even if I didn’t take a sip of the cup of coffee, I was still infected. When did this guy poison me?

I was so excited that I unleashed the second skill. The stiffness caused by poisoning is not the stiffness of being unable to move. It is probably the difference between the hero mode and the normal human body. The debuff in this state is similar to being controlled by Mozi's ultimate move.

The state is very fast but still has intermittent control. There is a short time between two controls to release skills and move.

It was enough to wipe out the typhoon of the confident guy sitting so close to me.

――――

When Osamu Dazai arrived, the cafe was already in a state of chaos.

The special forces led by Sakaguchi Ango surrounded this place layer by layer. Crossing the dividing line composed of fully armed special forces with real guns and ammunition, you can see that the broken tables and chairs in the store have fallen to the floor, and there are still people on the messy ground.

The densely packed bullet holes should be their masterpiece.

Dazai Osamu's eyes swept across the panic-stricken people around him and caught the few gentlemen and ladies in waiter uniforms. They were huddled on the side unscathed, but the armed forces of the Special Agents Division did not allow it.

People here leave.

Sakaguchi Ango pushed up his glasses to make way for him.

Osamu Dazai walked towards the guarded room. Van Helsing stood motionless under the carved chandelier in the center with half-open eyes. He had no reaction to him who walked in openly, but he held his sword tightly in his hand.

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The Majin-kun was slumped in the middle of a pile of broken tables and chairs. He had a few sword marks on his body that were neither deep nor shallow, and a lot of blood had flowed out. He saw Dazai Osamu and a few military policemen who had followed them silently approaching.

Then he actually laughed out loud:

"It's really... wonderful."

Whether it was the special envoy of the Holy See or Van Helsing, or Osamu Dazai and the "Eye of God", they were all so exciting that they made him tremble. He wiped the blood on his face and looked at the white-haired young man who was still silent again:

"You were hit by a bullet, why didn't you bleed?"

Several armed police officers surrounded him and pointed their black guns at him. Fyodor raised his hands obediently and was escorted out with a natural expression. He smiled at Dazai Osamu as he passed by.

Several other military policemen surrounding Van Helsing were at a loss. No matter whether this guy pointed a gun or ordered him to put down his weapon, he remained as motionless as a sculpture. Dazai Osamu retracted his gaze from the demon and walked over thoughtfully.

, stretched out his hand and touched him gently.

The white-haired young man with his hat on fell to the ground.



This stiff debuff has to be said to be too disgusting.

Think about it, fighting with Mo Zi next to him, how refreshing it feels. It's not easy to move, not to mention there is another wave of indiscriminate fire here -

It's so cold that I can't survive these five minutes.

The skills that can be unselected have CDs, and the stiffness buff is not much different from being charged to death. Li Bai who is under control can only do whatever he wants!

The health bar dropped evenly and quickly, and there were rows of guys with guns behind me who were shooting "chut-chut-chut". I felt that my temples were "chugging" with them. Now I no longer have to think about how to survive five minutes. The health bar

The drop is the same as being stacked five times by Bian Que. Now I just want to do something before the health bar drops.

So I rushed into the group of guys who were "chugging" as soon as I was about to drink. After collecting the four sword energy intermittently, I released it without hesitation towards the guy wearing the white velvet hat.

"Your blood makes me flourish in poetry!"


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