Chapter 342 Justice is written in blood

Smogg reignited a cigar, took a few deep breaths, waved his hand to signal the adjutant to retreat, and then said to Weiwei, who had a deadly breath in his eyes, “Even if I believe what you said, Klock Dahl is behind everything, but are you sure you want our navy to continue investigating? This is likely to cause the turmoil that is about to calm down again to stir up a bloody storm, and perhaps more people will die because of the so-called truth!”

“My father is dead, Koza is dead, Mr. Dotto’s head is still hanging on the wall of Albana’s palace, Colonel Arlin’s body is probably buried in the desert, even myself now It’s all a dead man!” Weiwei raised her eyes and stared straight at Smogg, her blue eyes did not have a trace of temperature: “And now the culprit responsible for all this has become the hero and patron saint of this country. ……Even the cool sun hanging over the head of Alabastan, there is no place where the sun is shining in the arid and scorching desert, because those buried underneath are conspiracy and deceit, I think those who have died need it. A truth.”

Weiwei’s numb face was reflected in Smogg’s eyes, “Captain Smogg, you answer me, is there still justice in this world?”

Smogg removed the cigar from his mouth and took a long breath: “Justice is written in blood!”

With that said, he pinned a burning cigar to Krokdal’s photo, and said murderously: “Fuck, defeating a king, Qiwuhai, is the big news I dream of!”

A hole was exposed in the unmanned desert, and silver light floated from the ground to reveal the shape of an accelerator. He turned his head and glanced at the outline of the naval base and left in the direction away from it.

He held the call worm in his palm and dialed out the encrypted number, put his lips next to the call worm and said, “I’m Yarlin!”

“Are you not dead?” a voice of uncertainty came.

“It hasn’t been long before, and the speed of message transmission is a bit faster, or do you know something else?” The accelerator raised his brows slightly. According to common sense, even Smogg, who had just arrived on his hind foot, could not confirm Ya. Whether Erlin is dead or not, even if Faulkner is a member of the world government espionage organization, he should not hear or confirm the news of Arlin’s death so soon.



Standing in the shadow of a cloister, Faulkner glanced at the people working around him, covered his lips with his palms to avoid being interpreted by others, and then lowered his voice: “There is definite news that confirmed your death in the first place. The actual news is not clear, and the level of intelligence is very high. I found some clues through other channels.”

Faulkner stopped the voice, and a thoughtful look appeared on the accelerator’s face. He licked his lower lip and spoke into the microphone with a dark voice: “I was caught in Alabastan for a while, and now we can just get out of our way. trade.”

“I am really ecstatic to hear that you are still alive.” Faulkner breathed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said: “I will find a way to find out the details of that piece of information.”

“One month later…” The accelerator hung up after reporting a time and place.

Time flies by.

The tavern in a deserted town on the Great Passage of Luxor Island was in a mess. Several murloc transformants that had been shattered viscera were smashed to the ground. The intelligence dealer Lanli shrank at the corner of the wall, staring at the blockage with an ugly expression on his face. The strange murloc who lived at the exit asked in a cold voice, “Is there any misunderstanding? I don’t remember when I offended you?”

When questioning, Lanli’s ears were trembling strangely, and then all he heard were indifferent heartbeats and strange words similar to the word “legion”.

“Why keep repeating the word’legion’, what are these murlocs thinking in their minds?”

The invincible voiceprint ability seems to have failed. Langli’s ability is to hear all the sounds within a radius of 10 miles from him, and he can even clearly capture the inner heart of a certain unit when he concentrates his attention. The true voice confided in the depths.

This is his absolute advantage to be an excellent intelligence dealer, and he can predict the approaching danger in advance and avoid it in advance, but today it is obviously out of order, until these murlocs broke out, he didn’t even hear them. Murloc’s inner murderous intent fluctuations.

For Langley, this situation is simply the first time he has seen it in his life.

“escape!”

Langli opened his mouth and let out a sharp scream. The terrifying high-frequency sound waves shattered the surrounding tables and chairs, and the turbulent ripples slammed into the bodies of several murlocs.

The clothes were shattered, exposing the strong muscles inside and rippling sunken ripples. Several fishes spewed blood at the same time, but they did not retreat and resisted the waves of sound and approached Langli.

“Legion, lock the target!”

Lan Li’s eyes were splitting, and all he could hear in his ears back and forth was such a voice. These murlocs could only say this line as if they had been brainwashed.

His ability is not good at fighting, but good at collecting intelligence and avoiding danger. Lan Li cursed inwardly, he turned around and slammed into the wall with a sound wave in the palm of his hand.

The wall shattered to reveal a hole, and Lanli breathed a little and escaped, but the strange thing was that the few murlocs behind him did not catch up, and his face turned pale immediately.

The ears trembled, and Lanli stared in terror at a certain point two kilometers away. The cold murderous intent seemed to have crossed the space to lock his own position, and the voice without the slightest fluctuation echoed in his mind: “Found it!”

There was a terrifying sonic boom, and the ground beneath his feet burst into a straight gully like colored glaze. The accelerator dragged a long silver beam behind him, and his speed soared to the appalling bottom in an instant.

Langli felt a compressed sound wave in the air in front of him, and the scream that broke through the sound barrier was about to pierce his eardrums. The silver light that broke into the field of vision rubbed against the air to produce dazzling sparks, like a burning meteor crashing. Arrive.

“Want to escape?” A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of the accelerator’s mouth.

Lang Li felt a chill rushing from his tail vertebrae to his forehead, staring at the humanoid monster emerging from the silver light, as if he heard another terrifying face deep in his heart staring at him coldly.

“…There is another voice in the body!” Langli was horrified to see the silver iron hand grabbing downward, the sound waves he screamed and screamed were broken, and his entire head was plunged into the darkness for an instant with a pain.

“The next target is Kalak Island!” The accelerator said lightly.

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