In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

The sense of responsibility made this Assassin move on, but a pair of leather shoes suddenly appeared in his eyes. As his eyes gradually moved up, a black-haired young man was staring at him, his pupils shrank, and he blurted out:

"how is this possible!?"

"What's so strange, you ran too slowly and made me wait for a long time." Rosen shrugged. Didn't these people change their lines in shock?He lit a cigarette, looked at the other side and fumbled for the gun holster on his waist, and smiled sarcastically:

"Do you know it's useless, or do you mean you don't want that hand anymore?"

Large-caliber sniper rifles can't penetrate the enemy's defenses, and a pistol is simply a joke. The thin man seemed to understand this and removed his hand from the holster.

"That's right." As if praising the other party's wit, Rosen blew out a smoke ring, "Why don't we talk?"

"What is there to talk about!"

"Hmph, I'm quite stubborn at this time. It doesn't look like you are demonizing humans. Tell me, who has I, Rosen, offended recently? Make such a big battle against me." Rosen was very calm, and was extremely curious about these things. person's identity.

Apart from monsters, he couldn't think of anyone who would attack him.

The two looked at each other, and just when Rosen's patience was exhausted, the thin man suddenly raised his hand, his face full of madness and ferocity:

"Go to hell and ask!"

boom!

Without delay, the Assassin immediately detonated the explosives on his body, and his body immediately turned into pieces of meat, and the sprayed pieces of meat splashed Rosen's face.

Everything was too fast, as if suicide had undergone thousands of trainings, Rosen wiped his head with blood, shook his head and smiled wryly:

"Yes, this is very halal!"

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Chapter 95 Assassin?

No one could have imagined that these attackers didn't have a trace of care for life, and they blew themselves up so simply and neatly. You must know that these are half-heroic spirits. After gaining power, they cherish their lives much more.

Being spattered with blood, Rosen cursed bad luck, evaporated the blood with magic power, lit a cigarette and stared at the corpse in front of him in a daze.

The magic power of these people is actually not low. The leading middle-aged man is even stronger than the British Guards. Coupled with excellent equipment and skillful coordination, even the last heroic spirit will be recruited if he is not paying attention.

Who is it?

Countless forces passed through his mind, and monsters were the first to be excluded, unless they had new species.But apart from monsters, Rosen can't think of anyone who would ambush him. Even the debts from the past should not be repaid in this way.

After much deliberation, he couldn't find the answer, so in the end he could only find a solution from the corpse.

Rosen quickly returned to the broken bridge. The Roman defense forces hadn't arrived yet, leaving only a large number of wounded lying on the ground moaning. Even he couldn't stand it now. It took him a few minutes to dispel these unlucky people. The ghosts gathered together and found some rags to bandage them.

After finally becoming a living Lei Feng, Luo Sen had time to examine the fragmented corpses.

Pulling off the corpse's clothes three or two times, Rosen carefully observed every part, not missing any details.

"Well, there are no organizational tattoos, all weapons are mass-produced products that have been patched together, and it is estimated that there will be no files for magic fluctuations. These guys are really professional..."

Rosen was a little surprised. It must be a huge organization that can do this, so that all clues can be erased, but because it is too professional, he suddenly thought of an existence.

Assassin!

Only the largest assassination organization in the world can gather such a luxurious lineup!This is a half heroic spirit, a half heroic spirit who is good at fighting!If five of them died at once, even the King of Knights in Britain would be heartbroken.

There are not many forces in the world who can produce so many half-heroic spirits, and even fewer are good at assassination, but 'Assassin' happens to be one of them.

"Could it really be them? But what is the motive? I shouldn't have any problems with that man of the mountain." Rosen rubbed his chin. Assassin's lair is in the Middle East, and he has nothing to do with him.

Even if it was Gilgamesh, he didn't have much dealings, and he would kill himself after a few words. The old man of the mountain couldn't be so stingy.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out, and Rosen doesn't know when he offended someone, so he can only put it aside and deal with it later.

But...if these guys come back again without knowing their lives, then don't blame me for teaching them what assassination is!

Rosen is not the Holy Mother, and the Old Man of the Mountain can't be provoked for the time being, but none of his disciples and grandchildren should think about it. Is this European Assassin ready to be exterminated! ?

The young man who made up his mind looked up and looked forward, just at this moment, a faint siren sounded in his ears.

The ceremonial-focused Roman army finally rushed over. Dozens of armored vehicles approached from both sides, and soon blocked the entire stone bridge.

Accompanied by the driving sound of the motor, the main gun turned around, and the soldiers who filed out saw the man in the middle of the corpse, and swallowed hard while raising their guns.

An aura called heroic coercion emanated from him. The young man seemed to be smoking a cigarette indifferently, but in fact he was like a silent killing machine. No one knew when he would start it.

The several officers who led the team looked at each other, and it was quite embarrassing to leave it like this, so they had to bite the bullet and shouted with a loudspeaker:

"Terrorists ahead, you are surrounded! Put down your weapons and surrender immediately!"

arms?

The young man looked at the cigarette in his hand with a puzzled face, and flicked the cigarette butt away with a mocking smile. Facing the muzzles of hundreds of guns, he smiled softly and said:

"I'm Rosen, the half-heroic spirit, with international identification number XE495, let your commanders come out and meet me!"

Rosen?Half Heroic Spirit?

The officers were dumbfounded, and then they remembered the recent entry notice, and secretly complained while being shocked.

Is this guy a source of trouble or a bridge destroyer?How come the peaceful day-to-day life is gone after just one day in Rome!Even this old stone bridge has become like London Bridge!

But no matter how dissatisfied they were, they had no choice but to let the subordinates put down their guns, and tried their best to smile and walked towards the old man...

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